"Slow, those wild bees on the mountain were also brought by your kid, you just slipped away quietly, do you want to give these wild bees to Lao Tzu" Looking at the dialect that put away a few things indiscriminately and was about to turn away, Shan Gufeng spoke again. :efefd

"Oh, that's the amethyst bee that the apprentice received by chance, and it happened to get two swarms, and the Shuanglu Peak can't be stocked at the same time, so I have to keep it here for the time being, and move away when I find a suitable place. However, the master can rest assured that all the amethyst honey harvested during this period belongs to the master, and there are still two bottles in the hands of the apprentice, both of which are produced by the group on his own spiritual peak, which can be regarded as filial piety to the master. Fang Yan took out two bottles of honey casually, lest he be so angry.

"Amethyst honey has some effect on Lao Tzu's spiritual body, you kid can't even be filial, there is such a thing that should have been taken out a long time ago. Okay, these amethyst bees are kept here, anyway, this Lingfeng place is big enough, and no amethyst bees will attract other wild bees, but if you kid has time, remember to come and take care of it. ”

said that he let Fang Yan often take care of the amethyst bee, but in fact, he also allowed Fang Yan to come to him at any time in disguise, and the matter of disturbing his retreat naturally ended here, how could he not hear it with the wisdom of Fang Yan. To say that this old man is quite fond of the dialect, but his temper is a little weird, and he never refuses to suffer losses in his mouth, he is a duck, and his skin and flesh are rotten and his mouth is hard.

Moreover, this group of amethyst bees can have such a good place to live, which also makes Fang Yan's heart feel a lot easier, such strange insects are not easy to raise, and it is not easy to find a place that can make him feel at ease. Amethyst honey is not small in terms of dialect, whether it is for his cultivation or physical body, the taste is also good, and the effect of long-term use is more significant, which can be called a good food supplement for monks.

Not only is it necessary for dialects, but these honeys are also very important to Lin and others, and even because there are no side effects, there is no need to spend time to get rid of erysipelas, which is stronger than taking ordinary pills. As for the honey produced by Shan Gufeng, most of it is just talking, the dialect is very clear, a casual character like him will never cook in person, and in the end it is not all handed over to the dialect, how much honey is naturally the final word.

"Of course, the apprentices here will come often. There are also these two jars of immortal ape brewing, which are sent to the master for tasting, and the matter of the apprentice is bothered by the master Lao. As he spoke, Fang Yan took out two more jars of immortal ape brew, and Shan Gufeng's face was completely relaxed.

"Whoever let Lao Tzu take in a stupid apprentice, he deserves to be tired to death. Although I promised to leave these amethyst bees on the mountain, but you kid don't plant flowers everywhere, especially on both sides of the mountain road, so that Lao Tzu can be full of flowers here. Okay, you go back, I'm too busy to delay time with you. After finishing business, Shan Gufeng began to drive people away.

"Yes, the disciple retired. Shan Gufeng's virtue made Fang Yan really speechless, but fortunately, he had long been used to it, so he retired.

Who knew that before he turned around, Shan Gufeng's figure suddenly disappeared without a trace. Fang Yan shook his head with a wry smile, and was about to turn around to leave, when he heard a voice floating behind him: "Slow, you kid just left and demolished that broken house, Lao Tzu won't be dead for a while, you don't need your kid to come and keep filial piety to Lao Tzu now." ”

Months have passed in a hurry, and since he asked about his own Yuan Shen, Fang Yan has begun to retreat after returning to Lingfeng, solving the problem of Yuan Shen first, and then talking about other things. After the family saw him come back, they did not stop for a moment, and it was easy for him to be born but he was not in retreat, although he felt strange and did not ask much, after all, the life of a monk is no better than that of a mortal.

As for the words that he said that day about going to Guyun Peak often, as well as taking care of the amethyst bee colony, the dialect couldn't take care of it at all, so he had to ask Qingluan to do it for him. This is not that he deliberately missed the appointment, but once this God Slaying Technique is cultivated, it is difficult to stop halfway, otherwise the Yuan Shen who has worked hard to separate a few slight gaps will soon be reunited again.

However, this hard work was not in vain, in fact, the progress of dialects in this secret art can be called a god-fast, and an obvious rift has appeared between the black and white primordial gods in the past few months, much faster than that of Shan Gufeng. This made Fang Yan wonder, remembering that Shan Gufeng was already a Jindan monk when he cultivated this technique, and he was only in the late stage of foundation building, how could it be much smoother than he was then.

Maybe it was because of the help of the puppet body, and he could take care of it from time to time, or maybe it was because he had practiced alchemy, and he was no stranger to the cultivation of divine sense, so he quickly adapted. Moreover, when cultivating this secret art, Fang Yan also used the puppet body to use both hearts and minds, and often borrowed the content of that alchemy technique, and compared the two, there were a lot of gains.

It's just that during the quiet retreat of the dialect, the Shuanglu Peak is a little lively, and there are often people who come to visit, including a few friends who are familiar with the dialect, and many who are not familiar with each other. These people have a bit of face, and it is naturally inappropriate to avoid them, but the dialect has no time to separate at all, so they have to be received by the Lin family and others.

Now the dialect is also a little famous in the sect, not only in the eight sects a few years ago, but not long ago there was a story of him retreating in the secret realm, for a while, admirers, curious, and concerned people, and there are not a few people who want to make friends with him.

It's a pity that none of them saw Fang Yan himself, and it is said that he is healing behind closed doors, which naturally disappointed many people, but they also confirmed from Lin's mouth that Fang Yan entered and exited the secret realm, and I think this is the focus of everyone's attention. As for what everyone thinks about this, it is unknown, and the dialect has no time to think about it, and the cultivation of the Divine Slashing Technique has increasingly entered a critical juncture.

On this day, in the Chongguan Cave Mansion deep underground, there were suddenly several hoarse and ugly laughter, as if squeezed out of the throat, and it made people's hairs stand on end. If you come to that cave, you will see two monks with strikingly similar facial features, sitting opposite each other at this moment, their faces strangely black and white, and laughter is coming from their mouths.

The face is white and sallow, which is the body of the dialect, although it looks extremely haggard, but it is difficult to hide the strange look in the eyes. Sitting across from him was his puppet, which looked the same as before, but a closer look at the demeanor of the puppet revealed the anomaly.

Because this puppet body is so similar to a real person, not only is it similar in appearance, but also its demeanor is almost indistinguishable from that of a real person, and if it is not for the diametrically opposite complexion, it is difficult to tell which one is the ontology of the dialect. This can no longer be classified as a puppet, it is completely a living Terran monk, without the dullness and woodenness that is common to puppets, everything seems so natural.

The reason why this is so is that this puppet body has a ** primordial god, which is no different from a normal monk, and even opens up a sea of knowledge. It's just that compared with the ontology of dialects, this gray sea of consciousness is really too small, just like the size of dialects when they used to practice qi, but they have begun to take shape.

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