In the spiritual realm, Liu Boqin thought slightly in his heart, but his expression did not change in the slightest, and he was still indifferent to everything. All these things of Liu Boqin www.biquge.info were not hidden in the slightest, and naturally fell in the eyes of the mountain god of Shuangchaling. At this time, his eyes were smart, and he didn't know what kind of thoughts were surging in his heart.

An ancient willow with a diameter of up to a zhang was erected in the center of the spiritual realm, Liu Boqin had never seen this towering ancient willow at a glance before, but at this moment, this towering ancient willow came into view, even in his heart, it was interesting and shocking.

This willow tree, one by one emerald willow drooped down, one emerald green leaves glowed with jade-colored brilliance, as if carved with jadeite, with a wisp of breeze blowing, the leaves hit the wind chime-like crisp sound. If Liu Boqin hadn't felt the vitality emanating from the willow tree, he would have known that the green willow in front of him was a living willow tree, not carved out.

Under the verdant willow tree, a one-foot-square stone table is carved from white jade in the mountains, and there is a small crystal pot and a few clear cups on the jade table. All this is not the slightest cheesiness like the nouveau riche, but a kind of nature, a kind of indifference contained in nature.

"I don't know what the old gentleman is called?" Liu Boqin, who was sitting down, asked with a slight arch of his hand, but the corner of his eyes fell on the towering ancient willow, as if this ancient willow had a different qi.

The old man with white hair suddenly laughed and said, "Daoist friends don't have to be so polite, just call me Old Man Liu!" As he spoke, the old man picked up the crystal small pot on the table, filled the two clear cups, and stretched out his hand to signal Liu Boqin to use it.

Liu Boqin smiled slightly, picked up the teacup in front of him, and withdrew the afterglow from the willow tree from the corner of his eyes: "Sure enough, as I expected, this xenomorph willow tree is the body of this person, and it is also worthy of the name to call Liu Lao." ”

"Hmm!" Lifting the small cup, Liu Boqin's heart suddenly moved slightly, this cup is not a fragrant tea, nor is it a rare elixir, but a liquid with purple crystal brilliance, and the rich fragrance slowly emits out.

After taking a sip and putting the cup down, Liu Boqin said with a smile on his face: "Liu Lao's spiritual realm is really enviable, I don't want to have amethyst bee jelly, I think what I saw in the flower garden before I came was the amethyst bee." This amethyst bee has no trace in the outside world, and I don't want Liu Lao's spiritual realm to have this thing!"

No one doesn't like praise, hearing Liu Boqin's words, the smile on Liu Lao's face was even bigger, and he laughed: "Xiaoyou Miao praised, this is not an amethyst bee, just a bee with a trace of blood." This bee jelly is only of some use to the monks under the primordial gods, and it is just a desire for us to eat!"

Under the green willows, the conversation between the two can be described as quite harmonious, and both of them have a feeling of hating each other in their hearts. This old man who came out of the green willow, although he is old and has seen many changes in the world, his cultivation is still only the realm of the primordial gods, and he has never left the Double Fork Ridge, and he still has a touch of innocence in his heart that is different from that of many monks.

And Liu Boqin, although he is still young, he has a different insight from ordinary people, and he still has his own bottom line in his heart. Regarding Liu Lao's experience, Liu Boqin is a good listener and a Taoist friend who can communicate.

Time passed, and in the conversation between the two, the bright moon in the sky had already set, and there were wisps of light in the eastern sky, and the purple air of the rising sun emerged, and a new day had come.

In the spiritual realm, Liu Boqin had already gotten up to say goodbye. At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded, and this side of the spiritual realm actually shook in the midst of this roar.

Although the spiritual realm is not a cave sky, it is naturally not a small world opened up by the golden immortals, but it also has the interweaving of Tao and reason, although it is very shallow, but it can make it suspiciously shaking, and the cultivation of the coming person also needs the Jindan realm at the minimum, at this time, Liu Boqin's heart was filled with a trace of doubt, if it is a Jindan realm monk, the master of this spiritual realm is the Yuan Shen cultivation, isn't this his own long life?

"The mountain god Lao Er has not come out yet, this king is Xiong Shanjun. The mountain monarch should naturally have this divine position, and the mountain god Lao Er, who knows the face, handed over the divine seal in his hand!"

The corner of Liu Boqin's eyes swept slightly, and he saw a trace of strangeness flashing in Liu Lao's eyes, with a trace of sadness in it. Liu Boqin suddenly thought about it slightly, and it was already clear that this mountain god who had cultivated the willow tree into a primordial god, had never fought with others in his heart, and even his own strength could not be exerted, and his cultivation did not lie in fighting, but in warmth.

"Liu Lao doesn't have to be single-minded, wait for me to see who dares to be so rampant, dare to come and invade Liu Lao's Cave Mansion!" Liu Boqin suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, before the words fell, the figure had already stepped out of the spiritual realm, to see who else in this Shuangjiao Ridge dared to be so rampant.

Outside the Ling, dozens of figures stood in the light of the rising sun, and one of the leaders was a tall man, with a dark complexion, dressed in treasure armor, holding a mace of a length of a zhang in his hand, and in the huge mouth of the open shout, there was also the sharp fangs flashing with cold light.

Liu Boqin, who stepped out of the spiritual realm, flashed in his eyes, and suddenly a black gas rose above this person's head, and one of the huge black bears roared in this cloud, and Liu Boqin, who knew it in his heart, secretly said in his heart: "Xiong Shanjun is really good, it turned out to be a black bear spirit that formed a golden pill, but for some reason it is so rampant!"

"Hmph!" Liu Boqin, who stepped out of the spiritual realm, suddenly snorted softly, but when it fell on the ears of many little demons, it sounded like thunder, and even the chaotic demon qi in his body was a sign of being shaken away.

As the leader of Xiong Shanjun, Liu Boqin's light snort naturally fell on him mostly, and suddenly he felt the qi and blood in his body suddenly surge, his mind was shaking, and he almost spit out a mouthful of hot blood from his mouth.

"The little bear spirit is so rampant, I advise you to retreat, otherwise this is where your bones are buried!"

Looking at the man in white in front of him, Xiong Shanjun had a familiar feeling, but when he thought of the crystal bee that the spiritual realm focused on, he only had the delicious bee syrup in his mind, saliva was already oozing from his mouth, and his tongue licked his lips involuntarily, how could he still remember who the person in front of him was at this time.

Thinking of bee pulp in his heart, Xiong Shanjun suddenly let out a loud roar, a gust of wind and waves rolled up in the forest, and the huge mace in his hand had already smashed down on Liu Boqin's head, for him, everything was not as important as the delicious bee jelly, this person was in front of him, he was his enemy of life and death.