Xiangyun Temple was a little far away from the Falling Demon Sea, and it took Qin Baisui to turn around the teleportation array twice before he saw the boundary stone tablet of Xiangyun Temple.

"There are many Buddhist and Taoist cultivators outside the Gospel Mountain, so it is outside the Xiangyun Temple, this stone ladder goes up to the Xiangyun Temple, and the road is the Gospel Mountain. While introducing, Liao Jing took Qin Baisui on the road to the Gospel Mountain.

"On the Gospel Mountain, you can see the morning platform of Xiangyun Temple, which is the place where the little monks and other Buddhist disciples do their morning classes, and the Taoist and Buddhist cultivators who dive in the Gospel Mountain will also practice at that time. ”

"Just cultivating, it's indeed much gentler than using the thunder wood forging body to get rid of the aura. ”

Lijing nodded, took her out of the stone steps, entered the forest, and came to a small bluestone platform, and said: "This place is hidden, and it is close to the morning platform, which is convenient for Daoists to cultivate, what do Daoists think?"

The bluestone platform is not big, but it is enough for Qin Baisui to move on his own. The bluestone platform is surrounded by woods on three sides, and the formation is laid out, others can't see her with the naked eye, and the spiritual sense can't break in, it is indeed very hidden, and the bluestone platform has an excellent view, and it is in the upper left position of the gospel mountain, and you can see the morning platform in the distance.

"It's a very good place, thank you Master Jing. ”

"Daoist friends are polite. As she spoke, she took out a basket of spiritual fruits from the storage bag and said to her, "The little monk didn't know that you came so quickly, so he prepared a basket of spiritual fruits. ”

"It's okay, I'm bothering the master, by the way, Master Jing, I heard you say that the demon cultivator is going to enter the Falling Demon Sea to collect the Yuan Grass, was the Yuan Grass picked by him?" If he didn't pick it up, Qin Baisui would have taken the time to go to the Falling Demon Sea again.

"As soon as he entered the sea, he was attacked by the Kraken Beast, so naturally he didn't succeed. Seeing that Qin Baisui's eyes lit up, she thought that she was going to pick the Yuan Grass, not to mention how dangerous it was to fall into the Demon Sea, just say that the Yuan Grass had already been picked away. "Fellow Daoist, Huayuan Grass was taken away by the Meiting Zhenjun of your faction many years ago. ”

"What? was picked up by Uncle Meiting?"

"Yes, Meiting Zhenjun wants to retreat and advance to the gods, he needs a lot of Huayuan Dan, he went to the Mingxu Realm to go out of the realm, he picked a lot of Huayuan grass, and he still helped refine the Huayuan Dan by the little monk's Uncle Aihua. ”

"That's right. Qin Baisui said, picked up a spirit fruit and gnawed it.

"Is there anything that Daoist friends are missing, do you need the little monk to bring it tomorrow?"

Qin Baisui finished eating a spirit fruit in three or five bites, her red lips were delicate and shiny, more moist than the spirit fruit, she picked up another spirit fruit and ate it, and said: "I don't lack anything, I lack spirit fruit, if the master comes, bring a basket of spirit fruit tomorrow." ”

Lijing looked at the basket of spirit fruits, in the pale yellow bamboo basket, there were nearly a hundred fist-sized spirit fruits, and the petite Dao cultivator in front of him actually asked him to bring another basket tomorrow, could she eat them all in one day?

Seeing Jing's slightly surprised pupils, Qin Baisui swallowed the flesh of the second spirit fruit and said, "Wouldn't it be too embarrassing for the master?" Actually, when I am in the sect, when I have nothing to do, I have to eat two baskets of bamboo baskets like this. ”

After Qin Baisui finished speaking, he lowered his mouth, gnawed on the third spirit fruit, and secretly praised that he didn't know where Master Jing bought the spirit fruit, which was soft and juicy, sweet and seedless.

She said that when she has nothing to do, if she eats two baskets of bamboo baskets like this, she will naturally be fooled, and in Shuntian, she can eat at most two plates when she has nothing to do, who makes the spirit fruit delicious, it also contains spiritual power, and it can't absorb those spiritual powers, but it will have side effects, which will block the meridians and affect cultivation.

But the basket of spiritual fruits brought by Jingjing contains very little spiritual power, but the taste is that among the so many spiritual fruits that Qin Baisui has eaten, in addition to the purple nale fruit, the second most delicious spiritual fruit.

Eating a basket a day, with the physique of a hundred-year-old monk Qin, it can be completely digested.

When Lijing heard Qin Baisui say two baskets, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Qin Baisui's slender waist, he couldn't imagine that Qin Baisui could eat so much, even more than the senior brother in charge of the stove in Xiangyun Temple.

"Well, the little monk remembered. Lijing didn't say anything else, and after putting his hands together, he took his leave and left.

Qin Baisui watched Jing's figure disappear into the woods, and then set up the formation, she didn't know the formation, but the ready-made formation only needed to put the array plate and the formation flag.

After the formation was arranged, Qin Baisui took out a few windproof lanterns and hung them on the nearby trees, waiting for the lighting when night came, and then took out a soft cushion and placed it on the bluestone platform with a knee-high long table.

She sat on the cushion and put Xiaoba and Mixed Yuan Ding on the long table, and San'er climbed out of Mixed Yuan Ding at this time, holding Mixed Yuan Ding with an unhappy face.

"Woo woo woo ......." bean-sized tears flowed from its pale yellow eyes.

"What's wrong, little ginseng?"

As soon as Qin Baisui asked, it cried even more sadly, and when it opened its mouth, it cried: "Ginseng'er's Huayuan Grass!

Qin Baisui couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, then smiled and pinched his little face, and said: "Good, don't cry, there is no way to be picked away, the person who picked it away is still Uncle Meiting, anyway, I picked the Huayuan grass, and I will also give it to the sect, which can save me the trouble of going to the sea, but I am much easier." ”

"Ginseng doesn't care, it's Shen'er's Huayuan grass, Shen'er fell in love with that piece of Huayuan grass hundreds of years ago, and found a few stupid demon beasts to watch, and spent two thousand years of elixir for Shen'er!

Qin Baisui looked at it with tears and laughter, and secretly said that this is a strange demon, obviously it is a 10,000-year-old crybaby.

"So what to do, it's gone. ”

Ginseng wiped her tears with one ginseng beard, and patted her stomach with the other ginseng beard, saying, "If there is some demonic energy at this time, Ginseng will not be sad." ”

"Ahem, cough, ahem—" Qin Baisui almost choked on a mouthful of spiritual fruit.

This little demon just wants to eat the demonic energy, so he cries!

Seeing that Qin Baisui didn't answer, Shen'er opened a teary eye and asked with a pout, "There will be demonic energy, right?"

"Yes, is one bowl enough, or two?"

"Woo-it's so good to cultivate, Ginseng likes you so much!"

Qin Baisui naturally wouldn't really take a bowl to pretend to be demonic qi for Shen'er to eat.

In the end, it was the ginseng who held the mixed yuan tripod and sat on the edge of the long table, two slender ginseng whiskers swinging around, it sucked a breath of demonic energy from the mixed yuan ding from time to time, and then let out a happy laugh or a comfortable sigh.

Qin Baisui shook her head with a smile, half of her spiritual power was lost in her body, she sat cross-legged, concentrating, holding her spirit, and entering the cultivation state, and when she recovered her spiritual power and opened her eyes, Shen'er shrank in the Mixed Yuan Ding and fell asleep, and the little eight on the side was still in the sleeping form of its turtle shell.

Cultivating in the Gospel Mountain, in addition to cultivating on weekdays, Qin Baisui plans to draw talismans and alchemy at other times.

After nightfall, the windproof lantern lit up with a warm yellow light, illuminating the bluestone platform, and the shadow of Qin Baisui was projected on the ground.

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