The red sun hangs in the west, a long ridge turns far into the sky, although it is early winter, but it is still covered with green mountains, lush and green, the wind is screaming, and the sun shadow is brilliant.

"What a thorn ridge! I'm afraid that in addition to setting fire to the mountain, it is only the most suitable for the second senior brother to arch a road on this ridge!" Ren Qinglian looked at the road on the mountain ridge, the thorns were forked, and the dill was entangled, and she couldn't help but mutter.

Summoned Miao Yue out of the dantian world and said with a smile: "Just passing by Thorn Ridge, if you don't want those subordinates to lose their lives in vain, it's best to leave with them!"

Although Ren Qinglian didn't say it explicitly, but through the words, Miaoyue knew that their previous intention to seek some merit in the matter of Journey to the West to learn scriptures must be endless, and immediately nodded, "Childe, please come with me!" Ren Qinglian doesn't like to have a nun in her own world, this Miaoyue originally only admired the Western magic method, but now that she has a better choice, she naturally does not hesitate to return the custom.

Inspired by the strong wind, Ren Qinglian followed Miaoyue and flew in the direction of the southwest corner.

There are countless fairy grass and god trees seen along the way, and there are thousands of fierce beasts lurking in them, and the strange roar continues.

"I'm afraid this Thorn Ridge has a great origin, right?" Ren Qinglian couldn't help but ask.

"Don't hide it from Gongzi, this place was the territory of the Spirit Clan in ancient times...... Miao Yue was afraid that Ren Qinglian would not know about the Spirit Clan, so she began to patiently explain to him.

Ren Qinglian waved her hand, signaling that it was not necessary, but secretly she said "sure enough" in her heart.

It's just that he can also see that although there are many kinds of plants and trees on this ridge, there are not many of them that are really valuable, after all, for countless years, only those tree spirits in the Muxian Nunnery can become spirits.

Just thinking about it, Miaoyue had already come to the sky above the Muxian Nunnery, and shouted loudly: "Eighteen Gong, Lonely Zhigong, Ling Kongzi, Fuyunsuo, Xiao Xingxian, I'm back!"

"It's the owner of the nunnery who is back!" Fuyunsuo, who was enjoying the beautiful scenery of the sunset, jumped up from the wicker chair and ran in the direction where the sound came from.

When they came out, the Eighteen Gong and the others had already surrounded Miaoyue, looking happy.

"Why don't you see Xiao Xingxian?" Miaoyue asked casually, because both of them were fairies, they called each other much more casually affectionate.

"She, she must have gone to that peach blossom forest again!" Eighteen Gong smiled, looked at Ren Qinglian with some meaning, and asked, "Who is this fellow Daoist?"

Without waiting for Ren Qinglian to speak, she heard Miaoyue say: "Look at me, patronizing and catching up with you, I forgot to introduce Ren Gongzi, he is my master......"

Although Ren Qinglian didn't let her worship herself as the master, but because of the imprint in the soul, the relationship between the two is indeed the relationship between master and servant, Ren Qinglian originally didn't care about this, he didn't have so many shelves, and he left a brand just in case, he has always been very kind to his own people. But seeing what Miao Yue said naturally, he didn't explain.

But the eighteen dukes and others frowned one by one, and after a few years, the owner of the nunnery suddenly stopped being a nun, and recognized a master to come back, so what is her purpose?

When they twisted their eyebrows, the apricot fairy who had not appeared finally appeared.

"Sister came back this time, didn't she let us follow this Ren Gongzi together?"

Ren Qinglian was surprised in her heart, because how did this apricot immortal appear, with his powerful divine thoughts, he was unaware of it.

But soon, he faintly felt that there was a strange fragrance on this apricot fairy, which seemed to be able to make people lose their minds, and more importantly, along these strange fragrances all the way through, he could vaguely sense that this power seemed to be the power of some kind of formation, and he guessed that it should be something similar to the Lost Array, so he was also surprised.

Miao Yue looked like she took it for granted, nodded, and exclaimed, "You don't know how good Ren Gongzi's Cave Heaven Blessed Land is!"

This is the truth, but when it falls on everyone's ears, it tastes a little bad.

Xingxian frowned, "Sister, that's not right, although everyone elected you as the head of the nunnery, it doesn't mean that you can decide our choice." ”

The eighteenth duke looked pensive, and the others nodded subconsciously, they were conceited and used to being carefree, although there was a nunnery master before, but they didn't care about anything, and now they have another master, but they are a little unhappy.

Ren Qinglian sneered in her heart, and she could see that there was a pink power on the apricot fairy that kept drifting into everyone's ears, nose, mouth and tongue, I am afraid that it was these strange powers that made these self-proclaimed arrogant and noble wood immortals unconsciously worship under her pomegranate skirt.

For this kind of trick, he naturally didn't like it, and secretly paid: "Since you are in a hurry to find death, then it has nothing to do with me!" This matter was originally because of Miaoyue, he remembered to collect these wood immortals for his own use, but to be honest, just a few gardeners, now his dantian world is not big, with Boer alone, he can be busy, and when the three little birds also grow up, there are Boer and a large family can be gardeners.

In the dantian world, Pol, who was teasing the three little birds, couldn't help but sneeze, unaware that this was the master thinking about him, but if he knew, I was afraid that he would rather have less of this kind of concern.

Seeing that Miaoyue had to explain, Ren Qinglian smiled and said: "The Tao is not the same, the twisted melon is not sweet, let's go!"

Miao Yue seemed to see the scene of these former brothers and sisters suffering in the future, and there was some struggle in her eyes, but she has never been the kind of person who can speak well and be good at reading people's hearts.

"Wait! I'll go with you. The Eighteenth Duke noticed Miaoyue's expression and stepped forward to say.

The so-called old man is fine, but that's the case.

Ren Qinglian had already noticed this old wood immortal, although she was also affected by the aura on the apricot immortal's body, but there was some divine light in her eyes, and her rational judgment was not affected.

Miao Yue was a little overjoyed when she heard this, Eighteen Gong was the oldest, she had always regarded the other party as a brother, and having him with her finally made her feel better.

Ren Qinglian naturally had no opinion and nodded.

Xingxian frowned, but she also knew that her strength was weak, so she endured it again.

The Eighteenth Duke has lived in this Thorn Ridge for a long time, and there are naturally many things, Ren Qinglian and the others waited for a while, but when they came out, they saw this old wood fairy with a wine gourd.

Seeing Ren Qinglian's doubts, she casually explained: "This is an immortal brew brewed by the old man who has nothing to do, collecting more than a thousand kinds of elixirs, and refining them with the time of immortal nectar and elixir jade dew brewing several nails, and its methods are far more cumbersome than refining a furnace of high-quality elixirs." ”

Ren Qinglian's heart moved, "Eighteen Dukes will also refine the pill?!"

Miao Yue said with a smile: "Eighteen Gong is a famous alchemy master of our Muxian Nunnery!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, I'm afraid it's going to make Gongzi smile!" Old Muxian smiled, and the folds of his face were about to be squeezed together.

Ren Qinglian thought, he didn't expect that these eighteen princes would have much alchemy ability, after all, the strength realm of this group of wood immortals was there, but even the most ordinary alchemy was better than nothing, not to mention, in the treasure house left by Wu Zhiqi back then, there were a lot of pills, as long as there was enough time to specialize, it may not be possible to refine some of these pills.

It is because this alchemy is a time-consuming and energy-consuming thing after all, so he has never thought of doing it himself, but now with these eighteen dukes, it is just the right solution to the urgent need.

No wonder that Xingxian's face was a little ugly! Between laughing and laughing, the two of Miaoyue were included in the dantian world, and until they left the Muxian Nunnery, Ren Qinglian still couldn't help but think, but speaking of that Xingxian, he was a little curious about the power of the formation on the other party's body, and with a movement of his heart, he flew towards the place he sensed just now.

It was a small col, overgrown with peach trees, and although it was freezing outside, there were peach blossoms in this col.

The sky above the entire peach forest was shrouded in a faint layer of smoke, exactly the same as what he saw on Xingxian just now, with the afterglow of the setting sun, there was a shallow layer of colored light, like a muddled rainbow, very beautiful.

At the same time, because the peach forest blooms all year round, after the petals and leaves accumulated on the ground rot, a strange miasma is steamed, which is also called "peach blossom miasma" in the poison scripture.

This kind of miasma can both confuse people and kill people, but how did that apricot fairy use the miasma in this peach forest to arrange the formation?

Curious, Ren Qinglian turned her Xuan Pupil and began to observe and deduce.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes: "This apricot fairy also has some means, and he actually placed a part of his body in this peach forest, and made the heart of this peach blossom miasma array, which can not only use these powers to improve his strength, but also have a power of self-preservation! In this way, in the original book, this peach blossom fairy is actually not completely dead!"

Although she didn't die, Ren Qinglian also understood that even with the help of this peach blossom miasma array, the part of her body that she left here wanted to re-germinate her spiritual wisdom, and she didn't know what year and month it would take.

Shaking his head, he didn't have any intention of plotting against this apricot immortal, but this clever way of using the formation gave him a new idea, and it was worth the trip.

Although the affairs of Thorn Ridge did not develop as he expected, it was still somewhat rewarding.

After leaving, he continued westward.

After Xuanzang and the others arrived at this thorn ridge, it took a year to reach Xiaoleiyin Temple, and during this time, Ren Qinglian planned to inherit the golden crow of the Dirt Spring first, and by the way, he would go to meet the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord for a while.