was brought to Danfeng with He Miaomiao, and there was also a middle-aged male cultivator surnamed Yu who had completed qi refining.

The two of them followed the tenth-level disciples of Qi refining who led the way, and shuttled half a pillar of incense through the sect before they came to the foot of a mountain with a strong wood aura.

"This is Danfeng, where you will live and cultivate in the future. ”

The male disciple who received the introduction didn't look much older than He Miaomiao, and when he saw that the two of them were dressed a little shabby, he was a little perfunctory when introducing the situation.

Seeing He Miaomiao and the two looking left and right, his tone became even more impatient: "What is there to investigate indiscriminately? There is only one way up and down the peak, just remember it! In the future, don't run down the peak, if you can't find someone, just get out of the door by yourself!"

He Miaomiao glanced at him with contempt, and had no intention of opening up. For a monk, how could he not find his way to a strange place?

The attitude of the disciples is no different from that of many sect disciples, it is nothing more than looking down on them and using the topic to play.

Although the middle-aged surnamed Yu is a complete Qi refiner, he obviously does not plan to come out.

The two old gods were there, and they didn't put the words of the disciples in their ears at all, and at the same time they poked out their divine senses and looked around to observe the surrounding environment.

From the foot of the mountain, He Miaomiao saw many first-order spirit grasses distributed at random, and the higher he went, the higher he went. Qinglu grass, which is regarded as a treasure by the loose cultivators, can be seen everywhere, and each one looks no less than four hundred years old.

Walking to the mountainside, she found that the surroundings were already full of second-order spirit grass, and there were even many spirit fruit trees, all of which had only been recorded in the jade slips.

Almost all of the second-order spirit plants in the wild are guarded by demon beasts, and with her current cultivation, she doesn't even have a chance to get close, so this is the first time she has seen a real thing.

Thinking of being able to live and study on the mountain peak in the future, He Miaomiao's mood couldn't help but jump. However, she was only happy for a moment, and was interrupted by a male duck's voice.

"Our Danfeng is full of rare spirit plants, you can keep your hands and feet clean..."

The disciple suddenly stopped, as if smiling, with a bit of ridicule, "In the past, there were handymen who wanted to steal spirit grass and sell it, hehehe... In the end, Uncle Feng broke all their hands and feet, and beat them to the point that there was no good meat!"

Her heart was on fire, and she couldn't help but scold: "If you're outside, see if I don't beat you to a good place... The sect is really not free!"

This disciple is only ten layers of qi refining, and his breath is fluctuating, and his strength is definitely not as good as her if he wants to fight, but he repeats and repeats sarcasm, which makes people unbearable.

The middle-aged man surnamed Yu squinted his eyes even more dangerously, although his face was not revealed, but a moment of murder flashed in his breath.

The disciple didn't notice it, but he didn't say much about the miscellaneous servants stealing the spirit grass, so he took the conversation and continued to lead the way.

He Miaomiao was closer to middle age, and when she felt that hint of murder, she couldn't help but be a little more vigilant. A few quarrels between monks are not a big deal, he can kill so easily, he will never be a good kind.

The three of them walked up for a few more moments, and came to a fork in the road.

The disciple pointed to a large hall on the platform in front of him and said, "That's the main hall of Danfeng, and inside are the disciple hall and the scripture pavilion." You'd better stay away in the future, and if you offend your inner brothers and sisters, you can ask for more blessings!"

He Miaomiao didn't talk to the middle-aged, but just followed quietly as if listening.

The guiding disciple did not enter the platform, but bypassed a path directly on the right, and soon came to several simple huts and spiritual fields.

In the empty spiritual fields, the scattered spiritual plants are uneven, and in some places they grow densely, and in some places they are almost dry. The spiritual field is about seven acres, surrounded by seven huts, each intersecting but not completely interfering.

"The one on the far left is my residence, and the middle three are also occupied, and the remaining three are of your own choosing. ”

The huts are all made of red heart wood, there is only one on the far left, and the door is the most fertile spiritual field, planted with many rare first-order spiritual grasses.

There are three huts directly opposite, and the spiritual fields at the door are not good or bad, and they are all planted with common spiritual grass.

He Miaomiao: What they want to choose is the three most sub-dried and cracked spiritual fields on the right.

"May I ask this fellow Daoist, where should we report after we have chosen?" He Miaomiao saw that the disciple was about to leave, and hurriedly asked out loud.

"It's just two miscellaneous servants, what kind of way do you report? Don't you want Uncle Feng to greet you personally? Also, when you enter the sect, you don't want to call you a fellow Daoist! My name is He Jian, and I am your senior brother! I am in charge here, you settle down by yourself today, and come to me early tomorrow morning to collect seeds. ”

As soon as He Jian's words fell, the middle-aged man surnamed Yu entered the hut on the left with a blank face, and He Miaomiao also walked straight into another room when he saw this, which happened to be separated from him by a large piece of spiritual field.

Seeing that they didn't take themselves seriously at all, and didn't even give them a spirit stone to thank them, He Jian was even more contemptuous in his heart, snorted heavily, and secretly scolded "poor casual cultivation" before throwing off his sleeves and returning to his most personal residence.

......

He Miaomiao pushed open the squeaky door, and the dust inside was blowing in his face, and pieces of white wool were flying under the sunlight, and he didn't know how long it had been empty, and the ground was full of thick old black dirt.

The beds, stools, tables and chairs in the house are complete, but the colors and styles are not matched at all, and most of them have been replaced. The tables and chairs are either missing a corner or missing half a leg, and they look wobbly and difficult to balance.

He Miaomiao swung several cleaning techniques in a row before the house was completely cleaned. She didn't care much about these broken furniture, she could solve it by picking up a stone outside, and she didn't need to go to someone to change it back.

What's more, there will be no sense of belonging at all when the sect is dispersed and cultivated, and He Miaomiao is naturally the same. She only has a temporary desire for any residence, and she is completely satisfied with being able to shelter from the rain and sun.

"He Daoyou, can you come in and talk about it?"

An unfamiliar voice suddenly came from outside, and He Miaomiao reacted after a while, as if it was the middle-aged surnamed Yu who had never opened his mouth.

She waved the door open and said outside, "Fellow Daoists, please come in." ”

After the middle-aged man entered the house, he did not look around, closed the door slightly, and sat on the floor by himself, and the shaking low table did not let him pay more attention to it.

This person didn't have any emotions or words except for revealing a trace of killing intent along the way, and He Miaomiao didn't know what he meant, so he simply sat aside and exchanged names with him casually.

"I don't know how Daoyou can notice that only about eighty people walked out of Jade Mountain in this trial?"

He Miaomiao raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect him to ask this suddenly. "Yu Daoyou has something to say, I can't understand it around the bush!" Seeing him pretend to be relaxed, he was a little uneasy, and guessed in his heart that this person might have discovered something in Yushan...

"I saw something in Yushan, I can be sure that the Heshan Sect wants to disadvantage our loose cultivation! I am willing to exchange the information I know..."

"For what?"

"Cooperation. ”