The scenery of Qingmiao Mountain is beautiful, and the fairy spirit is floating, and everyone simply sits on the ground by the dust washing pool, listening to Lu Qiqi tell the story about Huo'er.

"Hu Ji asked us to find Caocao, but Caocao had already fallen in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, so I had to take it to wander around the world. Speaking of Caocao, Lu Mi's dog's eyes were filled with misty water vapor, and the demon who was so good was killed by other people's greed in such an unknown way.

"These human monks are so bad. Shui Qianqian listened to the tragic death of Caocao, filled with righteous indignation, her cheeks were red with anger, and her hands were clenched into fists. If Sufa Zhenren was in front of her, she might not hesitate to take him down, lest he continue to do evil.

Jin Ziming and Mu Duanzhi didn't answer her words, even Lin Ziyuan rarely didn't echo her, but said with emotion: "Human cultivators cultivating immortals are going against the sky, and they need resources if they want to cultivate, but these resources are limited, and they can only fight for them." Although Tianyi Grass has been cultivated to adulthood, in the eyes of these monks, it is at most just a grass with aura, and the greatest value is to improve one's cultivation and step into the immortal gate as soon as possible. ”

These words fell in the ears of Shui Qianqian, who was also transformed by a spirit plant, and it was really piercing and tight, and she exhaled angrily: "Could it be that plants and trees are born to be trampled by humans?"

Lin Ziyuan didn't realize that he had said the wrong thing, and still said: "In the eyes of human beings, plants and trees are indeed born lowly, especially this kind of mortal weeds, there are countless of them. When we were children, we peeked into the human conversation book and said that a person was kind, and he would say that he was reluctant to hurt even an ant, but it didn't say that he was reluctant to trample on a piece of grass. ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem. Mu Duanzhi saw that the more he spoke, the more unspeakable he became, and Shui Qianqian's pair of bright eyes were about to burst into flames, so he hurriedly came out to play a round and changed the topic, "That's not what I said, it's just that the weak eat the strong, didn't the little demon say it just now, that what Zhenjun didn't let go of his former companions who were gods in order to pave his way to cultivating immortals, it can be seen that it is not a waste of the sky, but his nature is evil." ”

"Hmph, speaking of which, it's still bullying our grass and trees to be weak, if the grass and trees are as hard and rare and precious as the fifth junior brother, will they end up like this?" Shui Qianqian said coldly.

Lin Ziyuan realized that his words had inadvertently offended Shui Qianqian, and his face suddenly turned red, his index finger pinched the tiger's mouth, and he wanted to say something, but he was afraid that the more he said, the more wrong it would be, and he didn't know what to do all of a sudden.

"Qianqian, you're wrong. Jin Ziming sighed: "Although the golden spirit is rare, but it is not unique, since the opening of heaven and earth, how many golden spirits have appeared, do you know why only I have achieved cultivation, can I have the honor to sit with you and discuss the Tao, ranking seniority?"

After speaking, he didn't wait for Shui Qianqian to react and said: "It's not because I'm the hardest, or the most precious and rare, but because I'm lucky to meet the second senior brother, and I am fortunate to worship under the master's door and get his protection." Have you ever wondered where the other golden spirits have gone?"

Those who are lucky to hide in the deep mountains and old forests have not yet been discovered, and those who are unlucky may have been refined by the monks, becoming a forever muddy, unconscious aura, and the only role is to provide a steady stream of aura for the master.

Shui Qianqian's anger was completely extinguished by his words, and her brain, which was so angry, calmed down.

"I have been in the Immortal Cultivation Realm for a long time, and it can be said that it is a place where the rule of the law of the jungle is really brought into full play, for their own sake, they plundered all the resources of living beings, even their own kind. I don't understand why such a monk would become the cornerstone of the fairy world, and how terrible it would be if the fairy world was full of such people. Lu Mi shuddered when he thought of the immortals in the sky fighting every day for his own selfish future, rather than living such a day, it was better to be reincarnated in the human world all the time.

No one here has ever been to the fairy world, so they can't answer her question, so they can only be silent collectively, thinking about their own thoughts.

"Beep, beep, beep......" A bird with three long blue feathers on its forehead flew over, holding a big red invitation in its mouth.

This is the blue feather that guards the periphery of Qingmiao Mountain, and it is usually easy not to fly to the mountain.

Mu Duanzhi casually took off the invitation card in its mouth, and the invitation was very simple, just a thin piece of red paper, with no patterns on it. After reading, he looked at the fire in his hand and laughed, "The nine-tailed fox Shaojun will have a happy event and invite the master to participate." ”