A corner of the blessed land of snow lotus.

Liu Yunsheng had just subdued an Inhuman tribe, the joy on his face suddenly froze, and the mask that had always been gentle and elegant was also shattered at this moment.

He broke off contact with Meng Zhou.

"What's going on? The Snow Lotus Blessed Land must not be used against people, otherwise it will be subject to a strong backlash, and it is not allowed to kill, once it is killed, it will be forcibly teleported out of the country. The biggest opportunity has not yet arrived, how can anyone be so unwise? Liu Yunsheng thought in his heart and felt a little relieved.

"Maybe it was because of the influence of the blessed land that I broke off contact with Xiaozhou." He comforted himself, but the corners of his eyes kept jumping, Liu Yunsheng sank his heart, pinched his fingers, and looked horrified.

Danger.

"Lord Liu, why did you stop, aren't we going to rush to the Great Snow Mountain Holy Land as soon as possible?" This Inhuman tribe is a mushroom tribe, and all kinds of mushrooms on their heads turned their heads to look at Liu Yunsheng.

The mushroom patriarch had a thousand-year-old lingzhi on his head, his face was vicissitudes, and his voice was calm with a hint of doubt.

Liu Yunsheng was concerned about his apprentice, and his mind was full of thoughts, and he had no time to take care of anything else, but he didn't want to give up this mushroom clan that was hard to subdue, so he forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

"I just calculated that there will be a catastrophe." Liu Yunsheng coaxed the mushroom humane, "You rest here first, and then come to meet you after I deal with the disaster." ”

"Remember, don't trust others, wait for me to come back."

Liu Yunsheng repeatedly told him that these mushroom people were too naïve and simple, and he was afraid that after he came back, the mushroom people would have become a member of other people's camps, so he really lost more than he gained.

After thinking for a while, Liu Yunsheng laid down an enchantment to prevent the mushrooms from scattering.

The patriarch of the mushroom people said, "Thank you Lord Liu for your hard work to dispel the calamity for us. ”

Liu Yunsheng responded absent-mindedly and left with the wind.

The mushroom people happily changed back to their original form and planted themselves in the soil, and suddenly a small mushroom forest appeared in the same place.

"Ah, I can finally stop, I'm tired of walking for so long, it's time to sleep."

"We mushrooms don't like to move, so they should grow in the soil!"

"Yes, yes, if it weren't for Lord Liu constantly urging us to rush to the Holy Land of the Great Snow Mountain, I really wouldn't want to leave at all."

"Forget it, forget it, Lord Liu is kind to us, don't speak ill of him."

"Patriarch, patriarch, don't stand still, quickly dig a pit and plant yourself."

Another little mushroom asked curiously, "Lingzhi Patriarch, why do we have to go to the Great Snow Mountain Holy Land every year?" And it's not time yet. ”

Lingzhi, the patriarch of the mushroom people, closed his eyes and said, "Because calamities descend every year, only the holy land is not disturbed. ”

"Children, if you go to the Holy Land of the Great Snow Mountain, you will be blessed by the saints and grow up strongly."

After speaking, the Lingzhi patriarch became smaller, turned into a thousand-year-old yellow Lingzhi and stopped talking.

In the open land, only a mushroom forest remained, and soon snow piled up on the "umbrella cover".

**

Now he instructed the snowmen and stone people to find Bing Nianshu, and he continued to find other Inhumans.

After the wind and snow, she came to a "small oasis".

There is almost no howling cold wind here, and the bare land looks fertile, compared to the wind and snow outside.

As soon as this uninvited guest appeared, she aroused the urgency of the residents of the Paradise Land, and the stranger with a green body and a medicinal fragrance surrounded her.

A half-human-tall withered yellow Inhuman old man walked out of the crowd of green grass Inhumans, squinted slightly, and looked up at Jinchao, "Inhuman, where did you come from, and what do you want to do in the territory of our herb people?" ”

It turned out that she didn't guess wrong, this is the herb man clan she was looking for, and now she bent her eyes, squatted down and talked to the old man, "Don't worry, the herb man patriarch, I have no malicious intentions, but seeing this fertile soil, it is constantly eroded by snow, and the place where the elixir can be planted has been greatly reduced, so I feel that it is a pity, so I stayed for a while." ”

Today's words entered the heart of the old patriarch, and he sighed: "The situation between heaven and earth is bad, and it is a great blessing that our herb people can occupy such a fertile land. ”

"However, the problem of shrinking land is becoming more and more serious, which has plagued our clan for generations, and our clan has to abandon some elixirs and no longer cultivate them."

"Yiren, you and I met in Pingshui, but the hero saw the same thing, I think it was fate that prompted you to come here and meet me."

"I'll give you a hundred elixirs, so that you won't come here in vain."

The old patriarch was resolute, and as soon as he gave the order, the herb people brought a wooden box full of spiritual plants, all of which were more than five hundred years old.

Jinchao's eyes widened, she knew that the alien was simple, but she didn't expect to be so generous!

With a smile on her little face, she said, "Patriarch of the Herb People, since I have received a gift from your Herb Clan, I will also give you a creation to solve the problem of your territory shrinking. ”

"Oh?" The old patriarch was obviously very interested, and his tone was mixed with a little impatience, "Old friend, please speak clearly." ”

Jin Chao smiled and said, "Didn't the old patriarch ask me where I came from? ”

"I come from a place called Yingchun Dongtian, where the sky is high and far away, very open, and the fertile soil is thousands of miles, which is suitable for you herb people to live, why don't the old patriarchs lead the people to move there?"

The old patriarch looked fascinated, "Is there really such a place?" ”

"But it's a long way to go, and if you move your family, how many years will it take?" Soon the old patriarch was shaken again, reluctant to give up his homeland.

"Not far away, this place is magical, sincerity is within the blink of an eye, the old patriarch can take a look at this treasure land first, and then make a decision."

After all, the previous owner of the Snow Lotus Blessed Land took care of the creatures in the blessed land, and unless they were willing, there was no way to move the herbs into the Yingchun Cave Heaven today, so they could only plan slowly.

The old patriarch looked at the smaller and smaller homestead and made a decision in his heart, "Then I'll go with my old friend." ”

Gaining the trust of the herb patriarch, Jin Chao immediately sensed that some kind of restraint had disappeared, and she took the old patriarch to the west of the blessed land.

Yingchun Dongtian is divided into five areas by the present dynasty, with the inverted spring flower as the center of the cave, she built a new bamboo building, which is the residence of the present dynasty.

The wide space around her was the main position for her refining weapons and alchemy.

The Red Flower Blessed Land is in the easternmost part, and the terrain is unique in the cave.

The west is vast, a horse and a flat river, and a hundred wastes are waiting to be rebuilt.

The old patriarch of the herb people became more and more excited, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and praised again and again, "Good treasure land, such fertile soil, my clan can vigorously cultivate medicinal fields and plant elixirs." ”

When the two of them came out of the Yingchun Cave, the little herb people greeted them and asked in a chattering voice, "Patriarch, have you been to that place?" Is it really the same as she said, the land is vast and fertile? ”

"Are we really going to move here?"

The old patriarch raised his hand, waited for the voice in his ears to calm down, and said slowly: "It is simply a fairy land. ”

"There's no snowstorm, there's no frozen soil, it's all fertile land."