In the afternoon, the canopy was suddenly dyed with ink, and thick black clouds clustered together, gradually obscuring the warm sun. The earth cast a large shadow, and the air was filled with a faint moisture, and the rare dragonflies flew low.

Several thunderbolts flashed through the clouds, alternating between light and light in the sky. There was a sudden rumbling sound, and a thunderclap was loud. Drops of water poured down from the nine heavens, and the rain continued continuously, and in an instant, the earth was soaked. Raindrops fall, hitting stone tiles, leaves, and water surfaces, like beads falling on jade plates, noisy and cutting.

The two figures stood by the wide pond, without rain gear, but not wet. The rain fell less than a foot above the heads of the two people, as if they were blocked by an invisible barrier, and they fell one after another, as if along a transparent waterway, dripping to the ground along the figures of the two people.

A man and a woman in front of the pond are Zhuo Yuming and Shu Jinran from Surabaya City.

The two of them each shielded the rain curtain with their spiritual power and true qi, and quietly admired the green lotus blooming in front of them.

"Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons. If this is the case, the lotus flowers in this pond are refreshing to look at. ”

Shu Jinran watched the green lotus bloom in the pool and muttered.

In the wooden shed not far away, an elderly man was reclining on a bench. The old man hung out of the chair with his left hand, holding two stone galls in his hand to play around, and in his right hand he held a puff fan woven with scorn, which was slowly fanning with and without a pair. The old man folded his feet on top of each other, humming an unknown tune softly in his mouth, and the soles of his feet were still beating the surface of the chair little by little. The old man turned a blind eye to the arrival of these two uninvited guests, and still hummed to himself.

Zhuo Yuming glanced at the old man, and then gave a salute. After all, he is the owner of this place, and he is also an old man who has cultivated a lot, so he is polite and thoughtful, at least he will not be suspicious.

The old man didn't react to Zhuo Yuming's movements, and seemed reluctant to even squint.

In fact, the dozens of green lotuses blooming on the surface of the pond are just appearances. Zhuo Yuming had previously discovered that there seemed to be a faint fluctuation under the pond that was forbidden by the formation to escape, so he turned his blue eyes and white pupils to look into the water. The pupil force penetrated the surface of the water and found that in the forbidden place at the bottom of the pool, there were nine golden lotus flowers standing impressively. Of the nine golden lotuses, only one has fully bloomed, and the remaining eight are still standing in bud. The rich and dense aura permeated the golden lotus, flowing slowly like a stream of water. A fairyland scene.

Nine golden lotuses of luck.

This is an extremely obscure and rare golden lotus qi cultivation technique. It is necessary for a lotus cultivator who is proficient in this way to summarize all the luck of a party's mountains and rivers in the lotus seed, and then plant it. Then it is watered and moisturized with aura, guarding the golden lotus to grow slowly. After each golden lotus blooms, it will increase the luck of the planted by one point, and when the nine golden lotus flowers bloom, it is the time when the luck is completed and reaches the peak. This kind of method is usually used by the top sects, pouring the golden lotus with the luck of mountains and rivers, and then transforming it into the luck of their own sect. The luck is at its peak, the sect is naturally prosperous, the disciples under the sect are full of geniuses, and the road is smooth.

It's just that there is no prominent sect here, but there is such a large lotus pond, Zhuo Yuming wondered in his heart, who would plant the luck golden lotus here, and where would the qi it raise, and where would it benefit.

As for the old man in the wooden shed, there is no doubt that he is this kind of lotus man. The old man not only has to take care of the growth of these nine golden lotuses, but he is also the guardian of this golden lotus, but if anyone covets the luck of the golden lotus, I am afraid that he will have to bear the thunderous blow of the old man.

Zhuo Yuming informed Shu Jinran of this matter with his divine sense, reminding her that if she was optimistic, she would leave as soon as possible, after all, it was a certain force or a place for some powerful cultivator to cultivate qi, and if she stayed for a long time, she was afraid that her master would be jealous. A trace of surprise flashed in Shu Jinran's eyes when she heard this, and she also nodded. She had also heard of this kind of golden lotus qi cultivation, but she had never seen it in person, if it wasn't for Zhuo Yuming to tell her, with her martial arts identity, unless she jumped into the pool, she would definitely not have discovered the existence of the golden lotus under the pool.

Zhuo Yuming saluted the old man again, and then turned around with Shu Jinran to leave.

"Little girl, stay. ”

Just as the two of them turned around and were about to leave, the old man lying on the chair in the wooden shed spoke up, although it was a lazy and casual tone, but the old man's voice was neutral and mellow.

Shu Jinran turned to look at the old man and asked, "May I ask what the seniors commanded?"

The old man was still lying in the bench, but he tilted his head and looked at the two of them. When the pu fan in his hand shook, a blooming green lotus suddenly rose out of thin air in the lotus pond and slowly floated towards Shu Jinran. Shu Jinran subconsciously reached out to catch the Qinglian that fell on his chest, and looked at the old man silently, his eyes full of doubts.

"Little girl, the old man looks at you a little, you seem to like these lotus flowers very much, and the old man will give you one. ”

Shu Jinran was stunned when she heard this, and then saluted and thanked her.

The old man just shook the fan in his hand and sent the two away.

After walking for a while, Zhuo Yuming stopped.

He took out a pale golden rune paper from his bosom and suspended it in the air with invisible spiritual power. A soft brush flashed in his hand, a finger-thick pen shaft was green all around, the tip of the pen was conical and exposed, and it was already dipped in dark red vermilion ink, round and dripping. Zhuo Yuming's spiritual power was poured in, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and a seal on the rune paper flowed smoothly, and it took shape. Stop the pen and point the spirit, the charm is condensed, and the aura is introverted.

Zhuo Yuming took the green lotus in Shu Jinran's hand, and after wrapping and pasting the talisman at the rhizome of the green lotus, with a slight touch, the talisman was urged, and wisps of aura climbed up. The spiritual power envelops the green lotus, like a trace of mist shrouded in the flowers and leaves, adding a sense of dusty beauty.

"It's good-looking, and the opportunity to send it to the door. Although this green lotus is not like the golden lotus at the bottom of the pond to accommodate the luck of mountains and rivers, after all, it is planted in this pool, and it also absorbs a part of the golden lotus luck. Jinran, this green lotus can be carried with you, the green lotus itself has abundant aura, I drew you a qi gathering talisman, which can ensure that this green lotus will continue to bloom for ten years under the nourishment of aura. In other words, if you take it with you, you can have ten years of luck protection. That old-timer is really generous, Jinran, if you have the opportunity in the future, try to return him a friendship, so that the cause and effect can be balanced. Of course, these are all causal implications that the monks on the mountain value more, and you pure martial artists may not care too much. ”

After completing the hand movements, Zhuo Yuming said to Shu Jinran with a smile.

Shu Jinran really loves lotus flowers, and her jade hand caresses the blue and white, slender and round lotus leaves, complementing each other.

"Thank you Gongzi Zhuo, I really like this Qinglian. As for the causal interactions you mentioned, although Jin Ran is not a monk on the mountain, he also knows a thing or two. If there is a chance in the future, it will naturally reward that old-timer. ”

Zhuo Yuming looked at the beautiful woman with a smile on her arms with a lotus flower, and felt that the blue sky and white clouds, the lakes and mountains, all of which were nothing more than that, Kyushu and the four seas, the scenery was only good.