Mo Xie was so angry that his eyes were green, needless to say, he was doing a loss-making business again.

The post stone crystal card is common in the planting field, and the post stone is stationed overnight, and the post stone crystal card will automatically fall into the hand when leaving, and the next post stone can continue to be stationed. Mo Xie lost a lot of money inside and out.

Mo Xie walked out hundreds of zhang angrily and came to the stone foundation road with a wide edge of the post stone. Before the evening, there are many planters on the stone foundation road, talking and laughing in twos and threes.

There is only one side of the Shiji Road with a long leaf stall, plant dew, honey crystals, and all kinds of unknown plant pieces, which are dazzling. Mo Xie Shen sensed several leaf stalls, and recognized two things: plant dew and honey crystal. Occasionally, one or two relics are in between

A plant girl with a string of orchids on her head sat behind the leaf stall with a smile, her long light blue eyes puffed up slightly, and her eyes shone with a little brilliance, keen, delicate, as if by magic. Soft and soft. "What do tea planters want to buy, I have many plants here that have not been put out."

Mo Ye's eyes narrowed and smiled, and the holy realm sold holy relics, and the good treasures would also be hidden. "Lan Zhiyou has something, can you take a look?"

Mo Xie has some savings in his hands, and he also wants to buy some good things. Lan Zhinu blinked mysteriously. "Come with me".

A small crystal door slowly opened in front of the leaf stall, like a curved hook moon hanging between the cornerstone and the orchid, the chaos under the bridge is like gurgling water, the bridge body is not wood and not stone, the side wall is elegant light green, and the railing is embossed with ghostly blue and purple runes.

Stepping lightly, like stepping on floating clouds, softly rolling aura. Mo Xie stepped on the bridge, but he didn't walk a few feet, and Lan Zhinu stood in front of the flowers and rain orchids that fell from the flowers.

The orchid leaves are lightly spreading, only a long string of jade-like orchids, shining in the golden sunlight, scattering the shy and confused glow. Rich floral fragrance, fresh and refreshing. "Tea plant friends please".

Mo Xie smiled and walked into the orchid, the orchid is not big, and the grass carpet made of green leaves is full of the fragrance of grass. On the straw carpet is a straw table and two straw mats. In the cup-shaped planter on the grass table, there is a plant with six small magnolia flowers, the flower color is bright white, the petals are flat, and the pale yellow stamens seem to be quietly spitting out a faint fragrance.

"Zhiyou drink Lanlu, or drink tea dew". Lan Zhinu smiled gracefully and sat down on the straw mat. Looking at Mo Ye who was looking around the four walls.

Mo Ye was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue. "Tea dew? Lao Tzu only has tea leaves, and he has never drunk tea dew."

"Lan Zhiyou is casual, I don't know what strange things Zhiyou has. When it's approaching, please show Lan Zhiyou". Mo Xie saw that it was not early, so he hurriedly urged.

"Zhiyou is not in a hurry, as long as you are in the moss, it is not a violation of the law, and no planter cares." Lan Zhinu smiled charmingly and gently. With a slight wave of his sleeves, a set of tea sets fell on the grass table.

Mo Xie glared at the copper bell. "Zhiyou have this thing, the sorrow of my clan"!

Lan Zhinu's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the corners of her mouth pursed into a smile. Happy without speaking, dancing lightly with tea, tea skills are like flowing water, and there is no half-far-fetched momentum. Put down the tea vessel for a long time. "Plantoyo. How is my tea art"?

Mo Ye was breathtaking, a stranger from a foreign land, and he felt very cordial when he saw this tea technique. "Something charming".

Lan Zhinu smiled and sighed, looking at Mo Ye up and down with charming eyes. There was a bit of disappointment in his eyes. The little face sank, silently poured the lightly fragrant tea, and did not speak for a long time.

Mo Ye sat awkwardly. A little at a loss, I don't know why the words of the silent praise just now hurt the planter. "Zhiyou, there are strange things to sell."

Lan Zhinu thought for a moment, looked at Mo Ye's face carefully, and scattered a few crystals casually. Faintly whispered, a little less enthusiastic. "Planters can need this thing."

The crystal is warm and smooth, not stone or jade, no plant incense, crystal like dew, but no dew. Although crystal clear, it does not reflect brilliance.

"Implant marrow"? Mo Xie's eyes flashed with blue light, and this thing can also be bought and sold in the Plant Domain? Mo Xie's brain was dull and sucked. "How is this thing traded"?

Lan Zhinu smiled indifferently, there are really people who are not afraid of death, and they dare to ask for this thing. "Ten leaf crystals"?

"Ten Ye Jing"? Mo Xie couldn't believe it, it was too cheap, and it was not as expensive as honey crystal. "How many Ueyous are there"?

"Two hundred grains". Lan Zhinu looked at Mo Ye carefully, obviously she was a disguised sage, how could she ask for this thing.

"Two hundred"? Mo Xie was a little hesitant, the two thousand leaf crystals were spent, and the money was inevitably tight, and all the belongings accumulated in the honey crystal garden were tossed out. "Lan Zhiyou, how about 1,950 Ye Jing"?

Lan Zhinu shook her head, she thought that Mo Xie was a saint and would not ask for this thing, so she would pay this price, if she resold it to the planter, at least a hundred leaf crystals. However, this thing is forbidden to be sold in the planting domain, and if you catch it, you will be imprisoned for 10,000 years, and you will not be able to cultivate.

Mo Ye looked at the soft pith planting, although these few marrow planting grains, although they were not as full of aura as the pith planting obtained in the Gui clan, they could also feel the majestic true qi when absorbing the soul. "Can you take out some more and see how good it is?"

Lan Zhinu was stunned for a moment, and still looked at the color, didn't the little saint really want it? This thing is useful to the planter, and the sage is like a chicken rib. The plant girl hesitated, took out a plant bag from the green gauze bag, and put it on the table.

Mo Xie Shen sensed at a glance, and almost didn't go crazy. These are two hundred, twenty-six thousand four hundred and seventy-three. I cursed in my heart. "I'm dizzy, Lan Zhinu is a demon, right? How can there be so many marrow implants, is it?"

Mo Ye felt that the tea he drank in his stomach was full of maggots, crawling wriggling, his throat and eyes were itchy, and the tea gas was straight up. After two snorts, he pressed back again, staring at the ghostly eyes, and looked at Lan Zhinu carefully. "So many? There aren't so many leaf crystals under it."

"Tea planters, I won't sell it if it's missing, and you can't afford it, so please take care of it." The tea planting girl had an indifferent voice and gave an eviction order.

Mo Xie slowly stood up and sat down gently. Take out a cold blood pith from the sack. For some reason, this cold blood flower marrow can only be refined halfway, and it can obviously sense the true qi in the cold marrow churning, but it can't be refined.

The cold blood pith lightly fell on the grass table, and the green texture instantly turned yellow. Lan Zhinu was so startled that she almost jumped up, covering her mouth with her hand to exclaim. The black eyes shone with white light. "Cold marrow, how can the little saint have this strange thing, could it be that it was hunted down by the Holy Realm."

Lan Zhinu was interested, not tired, a subtle smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her black eyes condensed into two red rays, which flashed in the depths of her eyes in an instant. Gently pinched the cold blood pith, with the charming eyes of crystal beads, staring at the cold pith with a light cold air. Blinked, and the shadow of his eyes moved towards Mo Ye. "This is the only one of them"?

Mo Ye smiled awkwardly. "There is another one, and the others have changed leaf crystals."

Lan Zhinu hopes to turn over. "Zhiyou, two belong to me, this bag of implants belongs to Zhiyou, what do you think."

Mo Ye's eyes flashed with crystal flowers, and he was so excited that he grabbed the planting bag, took out the cold blood pith and put it on the withered grass table. He put the planting bag into the holy bag and got up to leave.

"Planters stay". Lan Zhinu shouted softly.

Mo Ye's eyes froze, and he slowly turned around. "Planters want to repent"?

Lan Zhi Nuying shook her head with a smile and played with two cold marrows. "Zhiyou brought so many plant marrow to the post stone, you can know that you will check the stone tonight."

"Checking the stone"? What is the investigation of the stone? Mo Xie does not know, but listening to its meaning has the meaning of inspecting the post stone. Mo Ye was stunned for a moment, and he fled for a while, and countless questions flashed in the sea of knowledge.

"I heard from a friend that Songcheng accidentally put in a first-order saint who trained him, and now the ten family plants the clan and strengthens the night patrol, and the evening has passed, and the Zhiyou return to the post stone at this time is more auspicious." Lan Zhinu said indifferently.

Mo Ye's face softened, and his forehead sweated slightly. Lan Zhinu's words made Mo Xie shudder, and he suddenly became murderous. After listening to the words, a smile appeared. "Thank you Lan Zhiyou for reminding me, Cha Mou disturbed all night, please forgive me, I will hand over five Ye Jing."

Lan Zhinu was like a water lily, nodding her head shyly and gracefully. There was a ripple on his face. "I practice every day, I am depressed and no one has a long chat, and having a friend with me is also worth a thousand gold in the spring."

In the silent night, the sky was full of stars, the clouds were faint, the bleak moonlight was hazy shrouded in the post stones, and between the pale and pale square-like paths, there were black mosses. The cold wind is blowing, and the hollow whirring sound is terrifying.

The dark and dreary night seemed to be smeared heavily on the sky, and the crescent moon was shining with a star-like shimmer, revealing a little coolness. In the boundless black and blue night dome, a meteor dragged a long tail of blue phosphorescence, drawing a long arc, and instantly escaped in front of the post stone, a faint light sucked and covered the post stone, flashed and disappeared. It seems to be like water and moonlight, and the light is sprinkled on the ground.

A long sigh. "Shanzhiyou, I've been checking for five years, but I haven't seen the little saint, this is the last post stone, go back and restore your life!"

A gentle breeze swept through the dark night. "Hey, I have been busy for five years, and I have checked hundreds of post stones, business stones, and city stones day and night. It's a joy in the air"!

The shining meteor, like a splash of water in the heavenly river, slid through the dark blue night dome, rippled layers of water, and fell silently to the east.

Inside Lan Yao, Lan Zhinu, who was cultivating with her eyes closed, moved the corners of her mouth, as if she was smiling but not smiling.

Mo Ye's brows furrowed slightly. Lan Zhinu didn't lie to herself, and sure enough, there was a big planter who patrolled at night, and the realm was so high that Mo Evil's divine sense was chaotic. "Five years, mother's fairy Qiang, you dare to harm Lao Tzu."

In the morning, dawn gradually broke, and the pale cyan sky was scattered with a few remnant stars, and the hazy sky was shrouded in a silver-gray light veil. The pale blue sky was so clean that there was no trace of impurities, and the faint gray color stretched all the way to the red sky. Thousands of shadows flew out of the post stone, like a bird awakened in the morning, fluttering and flying in all directions.

Mo Xie looked at the white crystal card in his hand, and wanted to scold his mother, but the word "four" disappeared into the crystal card in a flash. Mo Xie muttered, put away the crystal card, and fled west.

Goddess Lan Zhi recognized Mo Ye's shadow and sighed for a long time. "I thought that the Holy Envoy came to exchange value, but I didn't expect to meet the little saint who was chased and killed by the Holy Realm."

Lan Zhinu took out the crystal letter, gently pressed it between her eyebrows, squeaked a few times, and flicked it to the blue sky. At a glance, Mo Ye, who had no shadow, shook his head with a wry smile.

A few months later, an old planter with dead branches and grass came to Yishi, stayed all night, stood in the gently rippling morning light of the mist, stared at the light ink of the west, and muttered. "Little saint, you belong to a snail, and it has been five years since you came here." (To be continued......)