Have you ever seen begonias, peonies, chrysanthemums, and plum blossoms bloom at the same time and on the same land? When this qiē really bloomed in front of his eyes, he was really shocked. Because he knows that even immortals must follow the laws of nature. They can freely shuttle through various substances as mediums, they can have supreme mana, they can have immortal bodies and ageless faces, they can not feel hunger and sickness, and they can ...... They can have many, many things, but they can't go against the natural laws of all things.

The identity of the owner is revealed everywhere in the space of Qingmiao, and there is a sea of flowers and trees in the distance, and a viewing building in the distance is located in the center of the lotus pond.

Long Aotian just wanted to speak, but when he turned around, he saw Qing Miao Tieqing's face.

Qing Miao looked at the observation tower in the distance in surprise, her eyes were blocked a lot by the prosperous Merlin, she ran two steps quickly, walked out of the Merlin where she was, and saw clearly that there was indeed a white figure there, although it was far away, her spell was sealed by the fragrance of flowers, however, it was so obvious that a person was standing there, how could she be wrong.

However, she had always carried this Qiankun bag with her, and she had never opened it, so when she and Long Aotian came in, she didn't notice that there were other figures following her, how could there be a figure there?

"What's going on?" Long Aotian followed, and also found out that something was wrong, "Who is that person?"

Qing Miao shook her head, quickened her pace, and tried in vain to bypass the chrysanthemum garden in front of her and walk to the lotus pond opposite.

Both of them had lost their spells, so they had to walk over like this. Across the lotus pond, looking at the viewing building in the center of the pool, the viewing building is very high, and you can vaguely see the facial features of the person upstairs, a very unfamiliar face, Qing Miao can be sure that she has not seen this person.

"Who are you?" Qing Miao shouted irritably. Separated by a lotus pond, she couldn't go to her viewing tower, which was really sad. On weekdays, there are spells on her body, and she naturally flies up by herself, but now it is really, how is it not going well.

The man didn't seem to notice their existence at all, and he didn't seem to hear Qing Miao's question, so he stood there by himself, looking at the begonia flowers in the distance, with a focused expression.

Long Aotian frowned: "How long has it been since you been to this space?"

Qing Miao looked at him sideways, and her irritable feelings calmed down a little, and she recalled: "It's probably been more than seven hundred years!

Long Aotian nodded lightly, and looked up at the person upstairs again, who still maintained the same expression and posture and stood there: "It shouldn't be an enemy! He ignores us, and we can't go over, the most important thing now is to detoxify the flower poison on his body first, and then restore his mana!"

"Well, you're right!" Qing Miao also tried to make sure that she turned around and led him in the other direction, "There is a hot spring pool in the north, and there are nine hundred and ninety-nine kinds of exotic flowers and plants growing in the water, hoping that the poison on our body can have some effect. ”

"As the owner of the flower garden, don't you often refine some pills like Baicao Pills? Won't those things work at critical moments?" Long Aotian looked at her speechlessly, secretly thinking that she didn't want him to soak in that pool of nine hundred and ninety-nine kinds of strange flowers and plants for seventy-seven forty-nine days, right?

Qing Miao knew what he was thinking when he heard his tone, and he was a little dissatisfied. In fact, after spending so many days with him, the original liking for him has really been worn out a lot, this person is not at all like the perfect feeling of elegance and dust that they gave her when they first met, and the real person is completely a stinky and hard and somewhat self-righteous nerd. And this nerd is still a little useless at the critical moment, and the spells are like decorations, which can't help at all. Hey, to be honest, I'm a little disappointed.

"What kind of expression do you have?" Long Aotian looked at her dissatisfied, that was a disgusted expression, right? However, a squeamish little flower fairy who couldn't do anything but grow flowers and was very self-righteous, why did he dislike him? Damn!

"It's nothing! It's just that the flower poison is very special, if the pills I refine on weekdays are useful for that poison, I won't be poisoned!" Immortals also sometimes have mortal hearts, who would think they are too beautiful?! So, there are still a lot of fairies who go to her on weekdays to ask for beauty elixirs.

"Hey!

The reason why Long Aotian thought of suddenly issuing this emotion was completely because he thought of a folk mythological novel "Journey to the West" that he read not long ago, in which several protagonists were obviously very powerful before being subdued, but why couldn't even a small centipede spirit or something after being subdued?

At that time, he couldn't help but sarcastically mock the author, saying that people are talking nonsense, and now it seems that Wu Chengen could be the pen name of a more cynical immortal among their immortal friends? Maybe it was because he saw them spend their time doing nothing day by day, so he wrote such a book to use the past to satirize the present?

Think about it, what is the difference between them and those immortals in the book who are always useless at critical moments? They can't even deal with a few evil forces, what kind of immortals are they called? At every turn, the spell fails, and Feng Qingling is even more embarrassed, and he has directly lost tens of thousands of years of Taoism, and has become an ordinary human who can maintain his human body. There are really some people who have lost the phoenix clan!

Qing Miao didn't know his messy thoughts, so she took him to the hot spring pool, found a position without flowers and plants, and jumped down, the pool was not deep, and when she straightened up, she only reached her waist, and she would not pass her collarbone when she sat down.

"What's wrong?" Qing Miao saw him standing on the edge of the pool, looking at the flowers and plants under the pool with a hesitant expression, the smile on the corner of her mouth became bigger and bigger, and she was a little ill-willed, "Won't you?

The pool of water is black and pressing, and there are bubbling bubbles, no one will think about the good side, right? No matter how you look at it, you don't want a place to heal and detoxify, but it is more like a pool of poisonous water, and you always feel that if you jump into it, you will be melted into water, which is quite terrifying.

"You've read too many strange novels, haven't you?" Qing Miao looked at him speechlessly, "Those are just flowers and plants that like water and shade, and they will only be beneficial to the body!"

Long Aotian pursed his lips and said coldly, "Who knows if they have become a sperm?"

"Whatever you want!" Qing Miao felt that her self-esteem had been hurt, so she closed her eyes and began to meditate, too lazy to pay attention to him.