However, this rhyme disappeared in a flash, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Su Zinan is just an unpopular spirit planter, how can such a profound Dao rhyme appear on his body?

Illusion!

This must be a delusion!

Yes, it must be an illusion.

Yunmeng Fairy took a deep breath and slowly stepped forward.

When Su Zinan saw her coming, he put down the shower in his hand and bent his knees slightly: "Hello door master!" ”

"No need to be polite," Fairy Yunmeng nodded and asked, "How many years have you been in the Red Luan Palace?" ”

Su Zinan didn't expect her to ask this, but still answered truthfully: "Fifty-eight years!" ”

"Fifty-eight years...... Turns out you've been planting flowers here for fifty-eight years......"

Yunmeng Fairy sighed: "Time flies so fast, fifty-eight years have passed in a blink of an eye!" ”

She glanced at Su Zinan and was suddenly startled: "The early stage of the Yuan Infant Realm? I remember that more than thirty years ago, you couldn't even break through the most basic Qi Refining Realm, how could you cultivate to the Yuanying Realm so quickly? ”

Su Zinan said lightly: "The disciple took the bluebell flower given by Senior Sister Gu Mingyue and improved his physique, which is why he cultivated so fast!" ”

"It turns out that Gu Mingyue gave you the bluebell flower, I said." Yunmeng Fairy suddenly paused for a moment: "Have you ever complained about the flowers that you have planted here for fifty years?" ”

Su Zinan shook his head: "The disciple doesn't complain!" ”

I don't complain, but I want to thank you.

If you hadn't arranged me here, how could I have been so comfortable in my fifty years of cultivation.

Su Zinan smiled in his heart, his face was still unwavering, as light as a breeze.

"Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, it's rare that you can have such a mental cultivation."

Yunmeng Fairy stared at Su Zinan for a while, and laughed at herself slightly: "Unexpectedly, among the junior disciples, the highest state of mind is actually a spirit planter. ”

If Su Zinan is like Yao Lao, he has planted flowers here for hundreds of years.

The state of mind can reach this level, and it is not surprising that Yunmeng Fairy is not at all.

But when Su Zinan entered the Hongluan Palace, she was just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.

In the most beautiful youth, do these rough work of watering flowers and fertilizing, day after day, year after year, grinding the years.

If you are any other person, how can you not resent or resent in your heart?

Especially looking at girls of the same age, cultivating immortals and practicing Taoism, and flying with a sword, they can only grow flowers here.

Such a huge gap is enough to make a person's mentality distorted, resentful, crazy, and even psychopathic.

But Su Zinan not only did not resent or hate, but for decades, he carefully tended to the flowers and plants of Wanyao Island, and planted one after another strange flowers that are difficult to find in the world.

It is also thanks to her intentions that Yunmeng Fairy can brew high-quality Baihua Fairy Brew one after another.

This kind of state of mind cultivation is not comparable to the disciples of a young life, even them, the old and immortal peak masters and elders, are also ashamed of it.

Fairy Yunmeng sighed: "Gu Mingyue came to beg me two days ago, and begged Senior Brother Zhang, let me take you under the door, Senior Brother Zhang's side has already agreed." ”

"If you are willing, I can make an exception to accept you as an apprentice and make you an official disciple of the Hanqing Palace, so that you don't have to spend your life here from now on."

It stands to reason that he can change from a spiritual planter who does not enter the stream to a formal disciple.

This is a blessing that many women who have fallen to the island of ten thousand medicines to plant flowers can't ask for.

In particular, the object of apprenticeship is the Yunmeng Fairy.

Yunmeng Fairy is not only a well-known female cultivator in the Central Plains, but also a highly respected elder in the sect.

Her cultivation is high, second only to the head of the Xuanling Zhenren, but her character is very protective, and she is both strict and pampered with her disciples.

It can be said that as long as you enter the Hanqing Palace and become the official disciple of the Yunmeng Fairy, you don't have to be afraid of being bullied.

Yunmeng Fairy thought that when Su Zinan heard this, he must be so happy that he immediately knelt down and kowtowed to his master.

Who knows, Su Zinan actually shook his head: "The disciple understands the good intentions of the sect master, but the disciple has been on Wanyao Island for fifty years, and he is already used to the life of planting flowers and weeds, and he doesn't want to toss anymore." ”

If you become a formal disciple, you will be bound by the rules of the Red Luan Hall and disciplined by the Yunmeng Fairy.

She didn't have a brain in the water, how could she let go of a good life and find guilt for herself?

What's more, she has stepped into the Golden Immortal Realm, and her cultivation far surpasses everyone in the Red Luan Palace, if she worships the Yunmeng Fairy as a teacher, wouldn't she be laughed at to death?

Fairy Yunmeng's face froze, but she didn't expect Su Zinan to refuse.

She was about to have a seizure and reprimanded Su Zinan for not knowing how to lift.

suddenly thought that decades ago, Su Zinan had nothing to do all day, wandering around in front of her like a salted fish.

At that time, she did not reprimand.

Su Zinan is not afraid of boiling water, and still does his own thing, looking like he is lying flat and laughing.

This cheeky skin has been cultivated, and after so many years, it must be even more old.

No matter how much she scolds, it's a waste of saliva, so why bother.

"That's it, you want to plant flowers, whatever you want, as long as you don't regret it!"

Fairy Yunmeng shook her sleeves and turned to leave.

At the same time that Chen Yan, Gu Mingyue and the others left the Hongluan Hall and went down the mountain to practice.

In a desolate and gloomy village not far away, several black figures looked at the disciples of the Red Luan Hall who were flying with the sword, and their eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Hurry up and send a message to the sect master, the disciples of the Hongluan Hall have gone down the mountain to practice."

"Yes!"

One nodded in response, and then sent out a spirit rune, transforming into a black crow and quickly flying into the void.

Then, several figures flashed and disappeared, as if they had never been there.

Thousands of miles away, there is a strange area.

In this area, the mountains are steep, the peaks are steep, and the strange rocks are numerous.

The mountains have been shrouded in black fog one after another for many years, eerie and eerie, and there is no light of day.

Even on the Double Ninth Day, when the yang energy is at its highest, the sunlight cannot penetrate through.

The black fog here is formed by condensing ten thousand years of evil qi and evil qi.

For the evil cultivators who cultivate the demonic path and ghost arts, it is of course a supreme treasure.

If the righteous monk wants to enter, he must urge his spiritual power to protect his Dao body in order not to be invaded by evil qi.

If a mortal enters, in less than a moment or three, he will be eroded by evil qi and completely reduced to a monster.

In the center of the hinterland shrouded in black mist, there was a red palace, extremely red, seemingly dyed with blood, very eerie and terrifying.

On the top of the palace, there are two bright red characters of 'Sesame Prison'.

The Netherworld, as the name suggests, is the Netherworld.

This palace called 'Hidden Prison' is the lair of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The Heavenly Demon Sect is one of the three major sects of the Demon Dao, good at ghost art and demon arts, using the ghost prison as a lair, and using evil qi and evil qi to nurture the demon fetus.

In the dark prison, there are countless fierce spirits and evil ghosts, who have been captured and sealed here by the monks of the Heavenly Demon Sect, as a furnace for cultivating the Demon Dao.

These fierce spirits and evil ghosts, some are mountain spirits and ghosts, some are ghostly spirits, and some are demon beasts and fierce spirits, all sealed in the prison and tortured.