Ning Baifeng watched a little helplessly as Yuan Zhen took out the arm-thick lotus root from the rotten mud, and the firewood knife he used to open the road became a tool for digging lotus root at the moment, and he couldn't see his original appearance, and was covered in silt.

Since eating the apple fruit that day, Yuan Zhen was no longer too lazy to eat dry food flatbread, pestering the old Taoist priest to find wild fruits for them to eat, but the old Taoist priest was also simply, a cigarette stick hit the donkey's buttocks, and shouted "You look at it," and let the donkey lead the way, all the way down.

For three days, there were all kinds of wild fruits along the way, even herbs, because the donkey said, "This forest can make it look at it, it is not an ordinary thing." ”

From then on, as long as the donkey led the way and looked at it, Yuanzhen basically made a mistake and did not let it go.

The satchels of the two of them were already filled with all kinds of wild fruits and herbs, and Yuan Zhen was still happy to do it, and when he found something and had no place to put it, he stuffed it into the sleeve of the old Taoist.

Ning Baifeng also asked Yuan Zhen what he was thinking about when he got so many things and couldn't finish them, couldn't use them, and couldn't fit them.

Wonjin smiled brightly and didn't answer.

Ning Baifeng looked up at the clouds and mist above his head, judged the time, and said helplessly: "It's time to go, such a big lotus pond, you can finish digging, it's almost enough." ”

Yuan Zhen shook off the mud on his hand, washed a section of white lotus root in the puddle next to him, and stuffed the lotus root into the donkey's mouth with a smile, with a flattering face.

"What's the hurry, it's still early this day, why don't you get more, you won't be able to get it in a few days, and then you will be gone if you want to eat it again" Yuan Zhentou didn't reply, and combed the donkey's hair repeatedly while talking, which was very polite.

Ning Baifeng bent down to pick up the firewood knife and cleaned the mud on the surface, "Then you won't dig so much, three hours, not a hundred catties, seventy or eighty catties, you look at your own appearance, it's not much different from a mud monkey." ”

Before he finished speaking, three figures walked on the other side of the lotus pond, completely unfamiliar faces. Among them, the old man had a goatee, like the master of two middle-aged men.

The three masters and apprentices were obviously stunned when they saw Ning Baifeng and the others in the lotus pond, and then glanced at the muddy lotus pile next to the mud pit, their eyes suddenly lit up, and when they saw the old Taoist priest sitting on the back of a donkey smoking a cigarette, the faces of the three masters and apprentices changed.

Like a great enemy.

In the eyes of the three masters and apprentices, the old Taoist priest is like an abyss, unfathomable.

The old man with the goatee stepped forward and arched his hand: "Dao Chief, go to the side, okay?" ”

The meaning is very simple, the lotus pond is so big, enough to share the profits, there is no need to monopolize it.

The old Taoist priest lifted the cigarette stick, with a masterful demeanor.

Random.

The three masters and apprentices were still vigilantly looking at the old Taoist, and slowly walked to the other side, until they turned behind the lotus leaf and couldn't see the old Taoist, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

One of the men turned to the old man and asked, "Master, ······ old Taoist just now?"

The old man said in a deep voice: "Earth Immortal." ”

The man received a definite answer, and his face tightened, "Then will he go back on his word, after all, these seven white jade lotus roots are rare spiritual materials." ”

The old man pondered for a moment and shook his head, "No, the Seven Aperture White Jade Lotus is useless to the Earth Immortals, looking at the number of its two disciples dug up, it is enough for ten years, and besides, this lotus pond is not small, it is unlikely that I will make a move on the Qi Practitioners of the Three Realms, after all, the Earth Immortals still have to have a face." ”

Only then did the man relax and smile at the old man.

The old man slapped the man's head lightly, "What are you smirking at, hurry up and dig, time is running out, this year's three-hundred-mile ban has changed too much, the map drawn by the teacher in front of Jiazi with memory is too biased, it still took four days to find this place, and if you grind it again, you will have to wait for another Jiazi, and then the master and apprentice will have to waste for decades." ”

Immediately, the three masters and apprentices stopped talking and buried themselves in digging lotus roots.

But said that here, Yuan Zhen didn't know if he had dug enough or was disturbed by others, so he didn't plan to dig anymore after washing his hands.

The old Taoist priest waved the sleeve of his right hand, and the lotus root pile at the donkey's feet was lifted by the breeze, turned into white smoke and flew into the sleeve of the old Taoist priest, and disappeared.

It was the first time for Ning Baifeng to see the old Taoist priest with this kind of handwriting, and he looked down at the shoulder bag on his waist.

Some envy.

Yuan Zhen pursed his lips, "Stinky and stinky." ”

The old Taoist priest's arm stiffened.

Immediately flicked his sleeves, received it behind him, dragged the cigarette stick with one hand, and swallowed the clouds and spitted out the fog.

In the eyes of others, it is even more chic.

Yuan Zhen glared and said to Ning Baifeng, "Look, this is still addictive. ”

The old Taoist priest choked on the smoke, knocked a cigarette stick on Yuan Zhen's head, and said angrily: "What are you yelling about, hurry up." ”

Yuan Zhen immediately shouted: "Old smoker, what are you eating, try to knock me on the head again." ”

The old Taoist priest made a gesture and knocked again.

Yuan Zhen immediately dodged with a pier.

Ning Baifeng looked at the fighting methods of these two with some helplessness, was quiet for two or three days, and then started again.

As night approached, the donkey and the three men found a hay patch to rest. Next to the raised fire, Ning Baifeng once again practiced three refinements. Yuanzhen is the same as before, a few white lotus roots go down to the stomach, and they fall asleep after eating.

The bright light of the fire shone on the face of the old Taoist priest, and through the smoke, the scene in front of him was really amazing.

In the smoke, three points of light lit up on the young man with the sword, and a line of fire sprinted in a loop between the three points, and the three points of light were scraped by the line of fire brighter and brighter, forming three clusters of light. And the figure lying on the ground is even more amazing, a dazzling bright light shines on the waist and abdomen, with the breath of the figure, the light cluster is also flickering, when inhaling like a bright lamp, when exhaling as dark as a firefly.

The old Taoist priest's eyes did not linger on the body of the sword-piercing boy for long, his gaze fell on the young man lying on the ground, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and his face smiled slightly.

However, at this moment, the mutation was born.

A violent aura fluctuation rushed from the swampy jungle in the distance, and the smoke of the old Taoist priest was instantly crushed to ashes.

Ning Baifeng, who was stabbing the sword, felt a suffocating airflow blowing across his body, and the action of the stabbing sword suddenly froze, and Yuan Zhen, who was sleeping on the grass, coughed violently and convulsed all over.

The old Taoist priest's face changed, and he immediately slapped his palm on Yuan Zhen's back.

After a few breaths, Yuan Zhen calmed down, rubbing his eyes with sleepy eyes, and his face was dazed.

The old Taoist priest stood up and looked at the swampy jungle in the distance, his face a little solemn.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the old Taoist priest turned his head sharply to look to the left, his eyes full of surprise.

The old Taoist priest exhaled a puff of smoke, the smoke churned a few times, condensed into a small bird, flapped his wings, circled around the old Taoist priest, and then flew out quickly in the direction that the old Taoist priest was looking at, and disappeared into the night sky.

Ning Baifeng saw this scene and said in surprise: "Senior, what do you say." ”

The old Taoist priest smiled: "Don't be nervous, you meet an old friend, say hello." ”

Ning Baifeng was a little unconvinced, in the middle of the night, the frenzied spiritual air flow blew by, and even a half-wasted person like Ning Baifeng could feel it, not to mention that Yuan Zhen stepped into the threshold of a qi practitioner, if it wasn't for the old Taoist priest to make a move, Yuan Zhen would definitely be seriously injured.

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In the wooded swamp forest, beasts of all shapes and sizes crouched on the ground, staring at the milky white glow of the clearing in front of them, ready to attack.

This place is located in the center of the three hundred li ban, there is not a single tree within a radius of one mile, only on the small mound in the middle, there is a lush half-human tall tree, and on the small branch hangs two fist-sized milky white fruits, the milky white light is very gentle, as if to illuminate the open space within a radius of one mile. The milky white light rippled from the fruit like water waves, and the ripples became larger as the range increased, and when it was close to the range, it was already like an angry wave. Then it solidified at a distance of one mile, constantly accumulating and superimposing, and finally, when the angry waves reached a certain zero point, they rushed out like a.

And the beasts lying in the range of this mile were even swept away by the accumulated raging waves, like tidal waves washing away the mud and sand boulders in front of them, and the forest was lively for a while, screaming incessantly.

Like a violent wind, the spiritual air started from the central area of the swamp forest and blew out violently in all directions.

Hidden in the swamp forest, the figures inhabiting everywhere were swept by this spiritual current, some laughed heartily, some coughed, and even some meditated wildly spit out a mouthful of blood, and their faces instantly turned white as white paper.

On the north side of the swamp forest, a figure opened its eyes violently after feeling this spiritual current, and a compelling green light shot out from its eyes, half a foot long.

The figure trembled, and the lower half of its body spread on the ground like vines of all sizes, and then plunged into the earth. It's like a monster with a vine on the bottom half and a human on the top. As the figure trembled, the vines spread on the ground contracted rapidly, and finally gathered together and condensed into a pair of human legs.

The figure lifted the hem of his clothes, obscuring this terrifying sight. When he turned around, a thin face loomed.

If Ning Baifeng was here, he would definitely exclaim.

The figure rose into the air, flying towards the center of the aura fluctuation like a wind, and disappeared into the dark forest.

A moment after the figure left, a small white bird fluttered its wings and flew here at great speed, and after a circle, it seemed that it didn't see anything it wanted, paused for a moment, and then flew in one direction, but it was the direction in which the figure that had just rested here left.

In the swamp, people everywhere in different forms walked through the forest and water, completely forgetting the widely circulated sentence of Lizhou.

Don't enter the forest in the middle of the night, and move cautiously into the forest.

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Next to a campfire where the light of the fire is fading.

Ning Baifeng threw away the branch in his hand, picked up the wooden frame that fell to the ground next to him, patted the clothes that were still some damp on it, the spiritual air that had just been scraped was too violent, and the hanger for drying clothes collapsed, and the bonfire was almost extinguished, Ning Baifeng sat down next to Yuan Zhen, who was awakened, and threw the prepared firewood in the bonfire to light the fire.

The night breeze blows, the bonfires flicker and flicker, and the subtle noise of the night breeze blows through the place, although it is faint, but if you listen carefully, you can always hear something.

The old Taoist priest smoked a dry cigarette and was silent, as if he was thinking about something, and finally said: "You two have a good rest, it is estimated that there will be no time to rest later, and we will leave early tomorrow morning." ”

Yuan Zhen was curious: "Where are you going?"

The old Taoist priest shook his cigarette stick.

"Sleep. ”