Lin Yuan, who was carried by a light wind boat to the bottom of a mountain abyss, was making his own little calculations in his heart at the moment. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He was clutching a delicious red berry in his hand, and in front of him stood a girl who was munching on a berry that she had grown up with the aura.

During the break, the girl told Lin Yuan her name. She pointed her finger at her chest and screamed, 'Is, Is,' to show that she was Is, and Isis was her.

Lin Yuan didn't know the identity of the girl in front of him, and he couldn't even be sure if she was a monk or not. The only thing known is that her hand ripens the grass and trees and forces them to multiply quickly.

'If I watch it a few more times, will I be able to learn it?'

Thinking so, he took a hard bite of the fruit in his hand. In the distant battlefield where plants and stones were fighting, there was still a rumbling sound, and the stone giant seemed to be still making trouble there.

What exactly the 'game' between Isis and the stone girl represented, Lin Yuan didn't bother to think about it. In order to let his plant girl cast a few more birth spells, he took out an unknown spirit grass from his pocket.

Isis was very happy when he saw it, cast a spell again, and soon got a whole acre of spiritual grass out. Then the ground cracked, and once again a wooden vine tongue stretched out, sweeping the spirit grass away. Fortunately, Lin Yuan quickly snatched back a few plants, which can be recycled as seeds.

It can be seen that Is's brain does not seem to be particularly bright. Apparently she had learned human language, but she could not hear or speak. There must have been some spiritual grass growing at the bottom of this mountain abyss, and she had the power to control the grass and trees, but she didn't know how to cultivate it in a planned way, so she made it what it is now.

Lin Yuan decided to stay here for a while, trying to steal the master and learn the birth spell. Of course, this spell is a bit difficult, and it's not something that can be used by summoning a bush that can be used once you look at it.

After noon, the valley floor became lightless, and the temperature was even lower. Due to the relationship between the mountain walls on both sides, the daylight here is only one or two hours a day.

Without sunlight, Golem was no longer active, and Iss had no intention of taking the opportunity to counterattack. The two girls had a truce.

"Do you only play when there's sunlight?"

Isis nodded.

"In this way, we can use this free time to accumulate combat power. ”

Isis said that he has been accumulating all the time. As she spoke, she began to summon bushes, and then sent them to the front line to station.

Lin Yuan said that there is a better way to accumulate.

"You come and breed some spirit grass and feed your fellow giants. I'll make these little green people, can we divide and work together?"

After thinking about it for a while, Iss felt that it seemed to be very efficient to do so. So the two of them went their own way, and in the depths of this dark mountain abyss, they began to work mechanically and get busy. Lin Yuan was creating a bush of dwarf while peeking at Is's spell. He believed that with the immortal Dao talent that Qi Fan Cao had brought to him, it wouldn't take long for him to learn this trick.

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Lu Xian returned to his hometown, a small village located southwest of the Boyan Mountains.

When the villagers saw her coming back, they hurriedly came to her side and asked if she could become a god. Lu Xian smiled and nodded.

She thought that the villagers would smile happily when they heard the news, but everyone put on a sad face and sighed vigorously.

"What's the matter? I've really become a monk, but my cultivation isn't high for the time being. By the way, what about my parents?"

The reason why the villagers put on that kind of expression was because they couldn't return Lu Xian's father and mother to her.

"Kids. An old man in the village took a step forward and said, "You came back late, your father and mother didn't survive this winter." ”

This sentence sounded like a thunderbolt in Lu Xian's ears.

"What's the matter, Uncle Ge? The village hasn't had an accident in the winter for several years, and my father and mother are in good health, what happened?"

The small village where Lu Xian is located has always been very wealthy, at least there is absolutely no shortage of food. The land in the village is fertile, there is a lot of open land, and the annual harvest is good for rotational farming.

The death of Lu Xian's father and mother is a man-made disaster.

According to villagers, a gang of bandits ransacked the village in late autumn last year. Knowing that they were powerless to resist, the villagers handed over most of their food, which was the result of a year's labor. As a direct result, when winter comes, the food rations of every household in the village become precarious.

In order to repay the kindness of the villagers for pooling money to help their daughter go to Cyclamen Town to seek immortals, Lu Xian's father and mother took out the family's small amount of food and gave it to those neighbors who had children at home and could not have enough to eat. The two of them were hungry all winter, hungrier than everyone else, and their strong bodies became weaker and weaker.

On a particularly cold night, the frail couple died of starvation at home, and their bodies were found a few days later.

After hearing this, Lu Xian felt that he had been struck by a thunderbolt from the sky again.

"I went to cultivate immortals, just to make my family friendly and friendly. I didn't expect my father and mother to die because of me. "She regrets it now, she shouldn't have hid in the mountains with Lin Yuan to cultivate this winter, she should have gone home directly after fighting the horse thieves.

The villagers invited her to the village worship hall and called all the villagers to pay homage to this 'immortal' who was born in the village.

The atmosphere in the lobby was strange, and Lu Xian, who was a monk, had a gloomy face. When the villagers saw her like this, although they knew her, a girl running around in the fields in open crotch pants, they didn't dare to get close to her because of her current status.

'Become a monk...... Is it really that good?'

Lu Xian looked at the villagers in the lobby who were once familiar, but now they were estranged, and always felt as if something was wrong. Suddenly, a little boy jumped out of the crowd and shouted at Lu Xian, "Sister Lu Xian, will you help us fight off those bandits, right? They robbed my family of all the food, and my sister and I haven't eaten a full meal in winter!"

The boy's words reminded everyone present, "Yes, take revenge! Lu Xian, you should go to those bandits for revenge!"

"It's not just Uncle Lu's hatred, those thieves are the enemies of all of us. Everyone should go together!"

For a while, the lobby was full of people, shouting 'revenge, revenge' one after another. Lu Xian was still questioning whether it was a good thing to become a monk just now. She now has the answer to her question.

"Okay, revenge. Lu Xian gritted his teeth and reddened his eyes, took out the dagger in Kong Bujie's storage bag from his arms, and shouted with his real arm, "Everyone follow me and go to those horse thieves to settle accounts." I'm going to make them pay for it with blood!"

In the winter, the villagers have eaten up all the grain they have grown this year, and now these farmers have become hunters in the mountains. Even if winter passes, as long as this spring ploughing period is missed, they will not have a good time throughout the year.

Now that they heard that their own immortals were going to take them to fight the bandits, the adults in the village thought that this might be the only chance to stop their families from going hungry. "We're going to get back everything the thieves have stolen!!"

Unlike Lin Yuan, who killed two hundred horse thieves, Lu Xian had not yet used spells to kill anyone. But it doesn't seem to be a difficult task. With a full of anger, she gathered the villagers in the open space at the entrance of the village, holding two stacks of talismans in her hands and distributing them downward.

"Swift Talisman and Hemlock Talisman, the man who is willing to come with me to find the horse thief for revenge, come to me and get one. ”

Adult men were suffocated this winter, watching their wives and children starving, and they felt that they were not worthy of being a man. Now that there is a chance to vent, a full 60 people in the small village have responded to the call.

With a mentality of 'choosing a day is better than hitting the sun', Lu Xian taught these people how to use talismans, and then went into the mountains under the guidance to find the gang of bandits. She had already made up her mind. None of the villains who harmed their parents could be left, and they could only be relieved when they were all killed.

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Miss Guan Qi has been wandering around in her yard anxiously for the past two days, like a cat mother who has lost her child.

"Didn't Lin Yuan and Lu Xian say that they would come back to me as soon as the snow melted, why haven't you seen anyone now??"

She had been looking forward to practicing with those two friends, and it was too boring to sit there alone and run the week. And she was curious to know how the two of them had gone on a winter of retreat. He wanted to show off his cultivation achievements to the two, but he was afraid that he would be left far behind by them.

Just when she was conflicted and uneasy, Guan Shiyi ran to the courtyard and shouted, 'Coming, coming', looking very nervous.

"Lin Yuan and Lu Xian are back?!" Miss Guan Qi was a little excited, and Guan Shiyi, who rushed over, hurriedly waved his hand.

"It's not those two, it's an immortal I've never seen before, who came to visit Miss. ”

Miss Guan Qi heard that she was a stranger, and she didn't want to see it, so she was about to find an excuse to pretend that she wasn't there. Guan Shiyi continued with a frightened look on the side: "Miss, you have to go and see that person." He said that his cultivation was very high, and it seemed that he was called, called ...... What's it called?"

"What's wrong with him? Don't stumble, say it!"

Guan Yiyi couldn't remember that word for a while, and he grabbed his head and thought for a long time before he hesitated to say it, "He said that he was a Jindan period monk." Is that the word, Miss? ”