Chapter 116: Samwa's Spring

As soon as they entered the light mask, everyone gasped, stunned by the rich aura here. In addition to being shocked, they couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, lest they miss such a rare opportunity.

Bai Xianhe and Hu Yuntian glanced at each other, and they both saw the shocked look on each other's faces. If you can cultivate here for a period of time, your cultivation will definitely progress by leaps and bounds, and it is not a problem to break through at all, and promotion is just around the corner.

Eight fierce opened his mouth and screamed: "Good place, indeed a good place, if only this was my private property?"

Wu Meng went up and was a burst of chestnuts, and scolded with a smile: "I said the eighth, can you still have a little bit of interest? This kind of place can satisfy you, your requirements are really low enough, see what you will do in the future?"

Wu Meng is telling the truth, everyone is the same, and as their strength grows, the circumstances they face are also different. The Qi refining period and the foundation building period can never be the same day, and the foundation building period and the Jindan period are the same, there is no essential difference.

Ba Meng grinned, and was just about to refute, Li Chunhai stepped forward and said honestly: "Fifth Boss, how good it is here, I am not satisfied to have a place to cultivate, then what else do you want? If there is really a good place, it can still be kept for you, it has already been snatched away." ”

"Yes, my eldest brother is right, that's what it looks like. The dilapidated house where the two of us used to live, and there are always people who come to rob it, not to mention such a good place, maybe how many people will die?" Li Qiuhai also came up to join in the fun, but he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

Wu Meng smiled bitterly in his heart when he heard this, and secretly sighed that he was unladylike when he met someone. Reasoning with a bunch of unscrupulous people is like playing the piano to a cow, what rules are there? Woohoo, sad, sad, pitiful!

Hao Zhi, Wang Xiaolei and Liu Yunting, hiding behind to cover their mouths and steal fun, just wanted to see Wu Meng's jokes and see how he solved it. They have long been accustomed to this, and they are completely accustomed to it.

For the Li brothers who do not play cards according to common sense, they are also very helpless, very speechless, there is no better way. If you want to say that there are people in the world who can control them, only Mu Yi can fully suppress them, and the rest are not good.

Li Tieniu watched coldly, still with an old-fashioned face, standing steadily in the middle of the team. I didn't want to interject or express my opinions, I just watched them quietly, like outsiders.

Huang Tianbiao grabbed Huang Tianqi's hand and didn't let him move a bit. If you don't do what you told him before, you will be ready to die until you agree. Otherwise, you don't want to do anything.

Li Tieniu's gaze just glanced at the two of them, and immediately understood Huang Tianbiao's thoughts. His lips twitched slightly, and the voice turned into a thin line, drifting directly into Huang Tianbiao's ears.

Huang Tianbiao looked stunned, and then he was overjoyed. nodded imperceptibly, let go of the palm that was holding Huang Tianqi, turned around and left, leaving the dumbfounded Huang Tianqi.

Huang Tianqi looked at Xiao Ju and couldn't help but look at each other, not understanding what was going on. The eldest brother, who was still stalking just now, suddenly changed his sex, and left without hesitation, without any intention of procrastination.

Li Tieniu looked at Huang Tianbiao who was leaving, and a trace of curvature appeared at the corner of his mouth, knowing that this matter was done. The four families are not in harmony in the first place, and it is easy to be exploited by others, especially when it comes to interests, and they will tear their faces immediately.

Zhao has seen that he is still banned, which makes Li Zihan lonely and difficult to speak. If the two disciples who entered the secret realm are all killed, I believe that the remaining two sects and two families are very willing to see this result.

Imagine a family that has broken its inheritance, or has no backbone, and is in a stage of discontinuity. Or, there is no successor at all. In that case, even if the family does not come to an end, even if no one falls into the well, it will also collapse and naturally decline.

"Friends, don't be in a hurry to pick, you will cultivate in it for a period of time first, and it will not be bad for a few days. After the aura is exhausted, it is not too late to collect it. Just when everyone was stunned and felt that they had wasted a great opportunity, Lao Chao's words suddenly sounded.

Just as the criminal was amnesty, everyone sat cross-legged on the ground and began to absorb this aura as much as possible, and no one wanted to miss the opportunity.

Of course, there is one exception, and that is Mu Yi. He is now at a point where he has no way to advance, even if he cultivates for a few days, he will not make an inch, at most, he will make Zhenyuan a little purer again.

Everyone else is cultivating, but he is looking left and right, and naturally he can't be idle. Why are you here here, everyone knows it, you have to go around and get some good things for yourself first.

Who is not selfish, who is not greedy? Mu Yi is not a saint, and he can't always make wedding dresses for others, so naturally he can't be exempt from vulgarity.

There are no less than dozens of ginseng in the garden, which makes Mu Yi smack his tongue. The first time he saw such a unique elixir garden, if he was not surprised, it was pure self-deception, and he didn't believe it himself.

Walking slowly, I didn't think too much, I just wanted to gain more knowledge. After passing through more than a dozen gardens, Mu Yi finally saw the spirit ginseng that was more than 1,000 years old.

There are three spiritual fields in front of me, and the ginseng branches and leaves in them are luxuriant, and many of them are full of purple flowers, which are not ordinary at first glance.

Mu Yi's hand just wanted to touch it, but suddenly remembered something and secretly hated himself for being confused. This is a garden, I want to find benefits, and there is a ready-made thug, how can I forget.

With a slap on the door, the look of chagrin flashed, Mu Yi opened the closed stone space and began to communicate with Samwa.

"Ginseng baby, there is a ginseng garden outside, which has existed for tens of thousands of years, and may even be longer. You check it out for me, let's get some more good things and plant them in our own medicine garden. Mu Yi's divine sense communicated with Shenwa, so that this little point could contribute to his work.

The old ghost's voice suddenly sounded: "Hehe, boy, you only remembered us when you used it, you are really realistic enough." Samwa, don't care about him, let him find it himself, what he gets. ”

Mu Yi was stunned when he heard this, knowing that the enclosed space caused his dissatisfaction, and hurriedly smiled: "Old ghost, old senior, your old man is angry, it's all the fault of the kid, I am here to make amends to you, can I make amends to you here? ”

"Hmph!" the old ghost snorted coldly, and did not continue to answer, but the anger in his heart had already dissipated most of it.

No matter what, he can't take Mu Yi as well, he is his own host, and he still has to rely on others, just say a few words to vent his anger, there is no need to be unforgiving. What's more, it's an apology and an apology, just get off the donkey, and go down the stairs.

"Well, if you are a kid, I will spare you this time. If there is a next time, hum, you can weigh it yourself?" pretending to threaten him, the old ghost's consciousness began to be released, and he first investigated the garden.

Samwa followed Mu Yi's divine sense, and immediately looked excited, and anxious words sounded in his ears: "Mu Yi, let me out quickly, I want to go outside to collect some good things, and by the way, collect those old spirit ginseng." ”

Mu Yi was startled, and there was a trace of hesitation in his heart, what if this little bit left and didn't come back? If that's the case, his loss will be great, and he will lose watermelons and sesame seeds, and some of the gains outweigh the losses!

"What are you hesitating about, don't you hurry up and let the ginseng baby out. Don't think about those useless things, his body is left in the space, it's impossible not to come back, what are you worried about? ”

The old ghost's words made Mu Yi relieved, knowing that his worries were superfluous, and he was a bit of a caretaker. looked left and right at no one, quickly released the ginseng baby, and then followed behind and began his own road to fortune.

As soon as the baby came out of the space, she was immediately full of infinite vitality, like a wanderer returning to his hometown, playing to his heart's content, as if returning to his mother's arms. Of course, he has not forgotten his mission, and he has been guiding from time to time.

"Mu Yi, these snow ginseng plants are more than 5,000 years old, you can put them into the space. Remember, don't break the roots, those are treasures. It's a pity that there was originally a snow ginseng king here, but it should have failed to transform successfully, and he was directly dismissed. ”

Samwa's tone was full of sorrow, sad for the fate of her own kind. The grass and tree spirits are also life, and they can get to the point of ginseng, and I don't know how many bitter years it will take. Only I know the suffering, and although outsiders understand it, they may not be able to truly understand it.

Mu Yi was amazed in his heart, admiring that everything in the world is strange, and indeed they all have unique survival ability. I thought that the age of the ginseng baby was only more than 2,000 years old at most, no more than 3,000 years at most, but I didn't expect that I was completely wrong, it was not like that at all.

Hearing what Samwa said just now, Mu Yi couldn't help but sigh for a while. It will take at least 10,000 years, maybe more, to get to the point of transformation. During this period, I also had to face the capture of humans and demons, and the baptism of nature, and I have survived to this day, which is really an outlier.

After staying in the Lingtian of Snow Ginseng for a quarter of an hour, Mu Yi collected enough high-quality snow ginseng, while Samwa swam around in the Lingtian, not knowing what he was tinkering with? Seeing that Mu Yi had finished collecting, they moved to another Lingtian.

Even if Mu Yi didn't know what the spirit ginseng was, he could see that it was extraordinary. Because the color of this spiritual field is obviously different from that of other places. Other Lingtian is yellowish-brown, but here it is reddish-brown.

"Mu Yi, you stand there and don't move, I smell the breath of the same clan, and it's easy to scare him away as soon as you enter. I'll go over and see first, when I call you, you can pass, don't let my hard work go to waste. ”

Samwa's eyes suddenly lit up, and she finally felt the existence of the same race, of course, she was overjoyed. But he also knew some taboos, and especially solemnly told Mu Yi not to let him take a step beyond Lei Chi.

Nodding, Mu Yi touched his nose, feeling that he was being ignored, and his expression was slightly embarrassed. But you can't just stand still, take out the grass jian, and take this opportunity to make up for your evil here. Don't always know nothing and let people laugh at you, right?

Samwa jumped into the Lingtian and headed towards the center, he had roughly identified the direction and floated directly over.

"Who are you, why don't I know you?In this spiritual garden, this is the first time I have seen you, what is your name?" Just as Sanwa was trying to find it, a voice that was younger than him suddenly came into his ears.

Then, a girl dressed like him floated out of the many ginseng leaves and sat on top of one of them.

Samwa's little face was flushed, as if she was drunk, and she was about to drip water.

(To be continued)