Giggles, a sweet laugh, echoed in the shade of the trees. A team of barefoot saints with light yarn walked into this sea of trees laughing and playing.

A white-veiled saintess exclaimed in surprise, shouting in a shrill voice. "Senior sisters, look, when will so many bright flowers bloom here."

With the voice of the saint, all the saints hovered over the green grass, staring at the whiskered flower in the shade of the tree with surprised eyes. Some even opened their mouths with red tassels in shock, and their round and thin tongues stretched out of the cherry mouth in half. "Oh my God, why did the Hanshu Flower bloom, so many ......? go and report to Elder Qin."

The lotus flower leaves were startled, and the delicate face gradually faded, condensing into a crystal bead and stopping between the veins of the leaves, crystal like a tear.

A saint turned into a colorful halo and flew away, and more than a dozen saints chirped around this flower, you say a word, I say a word.

It turned out that the medicinal flower field outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers here, this medicinal flower field belonged to Elder Qin Rong. A kind of squirting flower was planted.

This flower and leaf resemble a lotus leaf, and a stem is drawn. The stem head is a flower, purple, like a hibiscus flower, pink petals, golden flower whiskers, born in the shade, and flowers in the cold. The aroma is strong, can rise or fall, and it is a thing that regulates yin and yang.

Because the flower does not like the sun, Qin Rong ordered the flower to be planted in Hanle Mountain, but the flowering period of this flower is extremely difficult, and there is no flower in a hundred years. Qin Rong has spent more than a thousand years in this kind of flower, but he has not gotten a flower. Now a hundred flowers are blooming, and the fragrance is misty. Of course, the waiters were shocked.

This cold beard flower is quite precious in the holy area, also known as the golden beard, this flower is amazing, not only in a flower is rare, the value is on the golden beard. This gold must be the thing that regulates the yin and the yang, and it is the thing that must be used to condense the six layers of qi and harmonize the yin and yang two qi. Just because gold must be hard to find for thousands of years, countless Great Saints of the Sixth Layer of Condensation Qi are imprisoned in this realm.

In the Holy Realm, almost every Great Sage of the Sixth Layer of Qi Condensation has a cold beard flower planted in the medicine field, although everyone planted it, but everyone got nothing. Therefore, although this flower is expensive, the seedlings are not rare, as long as there is a cold place. There are all great saints who plant a piece, just send a few idle disciples to watch it, even if there are flower bones, I don't know how many hundreds, thousands of years to bloom one.

The reason why this cold beard flower is so difficult to bloom is because this flower not only has to be born in a cold place, but also sucks the essence of the cold breath, when the cold breath is full in the flower bones, when can it bloom the cold beard flower, and get the golden beard.

Just now, when Bing Jiu casually slapped the puddle on the lotus-shaped blade. The cold air currents gradually disappeared with the water droplets, splashing on the bones of the cold beard flower, giving birth to a piece of cold beard flower. What is the ice nine for hundreds of thousands of years, refining the spiritual wisdom, and the purity and essence of the cold qi in the body are not comparable to the ordinary cold of the Holy Domain.

After a few inhales, Qin Rong's cloak appeared among the shadows of the trees and the medicine field, and even the black gauze was randomly placed on his shoulders. A large area of crispy breasts is exposed. When Qin Rong saw the Hanbeard Flower. The whole person stood in the air dumbfounded, as if someone had beaten him hard. staring straight at the flowers.

The saints hurriedly bowed to Qin Rong, but no one dared to squeak, bowing their heads and waiting for Qin Rong's orders. Every saint was pleasantly surprised. Elder Qin Rong said. As long as everyone takes good care of it and gets a cold beard flower, each of the saints will be able to get a piece of the Ascending Grass."

Now that this cold beard grass has bloomed seventeen, how will Elder Qin Rong reward everyone? All the holy maidens were extremely excited.

Qin Rong's face gradually changed from shock to joy. It was as if I saw the gate of heaven leading to the spiritual realm in a strange vision. There is a thousand rays of light in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth are curled with a sweet smile. The heart beats at a fast pace, and the whole person is bathed in sunshine. But the mind burrowed into the golden flowers, like butterflies fluttering their wings.

Qin Rong's face was smeared with a layer of mysterious color, raised his slender hand, and lightly swiped in the air, and several red lights flashed in the gloomy bushes. More than a dozen flower waiters who bowed their heads and waited for the flowers fell among the grass with beautiful and sweet smiles.

Qin Rong smiled indifferently, blinked his charming eyes, and collected the hair that fell in front of him. More than a dozen fireballs popped out of his hand, turning the corpse of the saintess in the grass into ashes. As soon as the wind blew away, piles of white dust disappeared between the shadows and weeds of the trees, becoming new nutrients for this sea of trees.

Qin Rong was so ruthless that he burned more than a dozen flower attendants without even leaving their souls behind, and disappeared from the Holy Realm without explanation.

Well, dozens of divine senses locked this mountain domain at the same time. Qin Rong was not the slightest surprised, his slender fingers probed the flowers between the shadows of the trees, and the seventeen Hanbeard flowers were grabbed in his hands, and they were plucked from the shade of the trees in a blink of an eye.

"Where are the madmen, dare to be presumptuous in my Wanyun Cave". After the angry reprimand, a crane-haired old saint appeared in this mountain area with dozens of Qi Condensation Realm saints. The moment dozens of divine senses locked on Qin Rong, they disappeared in a flash.

The crane-haired old saint glanced at Qin Rong, and his long white eyebrows were tightly locked together. Glancing at the sea of shade and grass, he reached out and pinched the airspace, and said indifferently. "Elder Qin, some things are not overdone?"

Qin Rong looked at the old saint of Hefa and chuckled in his heart. "When did this old immortal come out, isn't it closed?"

Qin Rong didn't expect this Bu Shen to appear here, Bu Shen was the only elder in the Council of Elders who couldn't cultivate for a long time. I don't ask about everything for a thousand years, how can I suddenly get out of the customs today.

"Elder Bu, someone came to my medicine field to steal flower seeds, but I just took a heavy shot." Qin Rong saluted to the god of divination.

"Oh, I just happened to have something to discuss with Elder Qin." After Bu Shen finished speaking, with a wave of his withered hand, a light shield enveloped the two of them in it.

Bu Shen stared at Qin Rong intently. Smile slightly. "Elder Qin, I want to ask you for two cold beard flowers."

"Elder Bu, you are really a lion's mouth, I have so many cold beard flowers, if there is, am I still standing here?" Qin Rong smiled like a flower, blushing slightly with his pink cheeks, lightly opening his crystal like jade teeth, and said with a thousand charms.

It's obvious that it's a seductive look.

Bu Shen lost his eyes and smiled coldly in his heart. "Your charm of Qin Rong, I have learned it two thousand years ago, why do you still want to play love with me two thousand years later, it's a little self-conscious."

Although the god of Bu thought so, his face was much gentler. "Elder Qin, you have learned my twisted hands two thousand years ago, so you won't forget it after two thousand years."

As he spoke, he kept rubbing his dry fingers that exposed his joints, and with each rubbing, there was a blue flame with sparks, and then a purple flame jumped.

The fire of the embers! The fire of the flames! Qin Rong stared closely at the flames that were exchanging back and forth, his pretty face kept changing color, and after jumping a few times, it became red and purple again. First-class fragrant sweat condensed from between the buns, and the heart beat non-stop.

"God Bu, you won't tear our thousand-year-old feelings because of a cold beard flower." Qin Rong's voice trembled lightly, with all kinds of tenderness, and thousands of delicate gasps dissolved into the words.

"Not one, but two". Bu Shen snorted coldly, and his face moved.

"Bu Shen, you are too ruthless." Qin Rong suddenly gritted his fine teeth fiercely, staring at Bu Shen angrily.

"Elder Qin, you committed to me a thousand years ago, but you just wanted to get close to Fan Yi, you satisfied me, I also took care of you, without my instructions, then with your Qin Rong today, don't play temperament games with me anymore, I just need Hansu Hua. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you and me."

Qin Rong was so angry that his heart trembled, as if he had been stabbed in the heart by countless needles, dripping drops of black blood. His eyes darkened, and he sparkled with unquenchable rage. The blood in his whole body boiled, and he bit his silver-white lips tightly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Rong'er, if your desire is not satisfied, you can come to me, I will not pity this time, but if this cold beard flower is not given to me, I will not pity the fragrance and jade, you know the way, I will do it."

Qin Rong hated the strange creaking sound of his silver teeth, like a crazy female beast gnawing and grinding his teeth. After his eyes exploded a few wisps of sparks, he still said tenderly. "God, give it to you, you must send Bai Juan to my son Fan Yanqing Flower Valley."

"You people, you want to eat fishy, and you're afraid of sticking to the smell. No problem, in this Ten Thousand Cloud Cave, only I, the god of Bu, can do this. Take it". Bu Shen sneered twice.

"If someone delivers, I will give it to you". Qin Rong smiled in his heart.

"Rong'er, don't play with me, you can't afford to play with people like me. I don't like to take detours, but I don't mean anything." The god of Bu was a little impatient.

Qin Rong pondered for a long time before slowly taking out the two Hanbeard Flowers from the holy bag. Throw it at the god of divination.

Bu Shen took it in his hand casually, two pairs of dry eyes, staring at the golden beard with a little bit of glitter, and laughed wildly. Reached out and touched Qin Rong's sleek chin. "Xiao Nizi, I like you as a saint like you, you can go to the Valley of Forgetfulness to find me at night, your skin is much more tender than before."

Bu Shen didn't look at Qin Rong's complexion, and waved his hand to put away the light mask. "All the Dharma protectors should go back, and the matter here will be handled by Elder Qin."

After Bu Shen finished speaking, he disappeared into the sky with all the Dharma protectors. A divine wave came into Qin Rong's ears. "Rong'er, you have so many cold beard flowers, can you eat them as food?

Qin Rong stood in the airspace, his face flushed and colored. Qin Rong had no choice, too much of his privacy was in the hands of Bu Shen. What's more, this old immortal has obtained and refined the dual yang and yin essence fire, and he is not an opponent at all.

Qin Rong moved his gaze back and looked at this field of cold beard anthers. Qin Rong was a little puzzled, what was the difference between these cold beard flowers, and why could there be so many cold beard flowers in an instant, was there another reason.

Hiss, Qin Rong took a sharp breath of cool air, a strange cold breath, and inhaled into the Danhai. The frozen Qin Rong fought a big cold war. "The cold breath of the essence is at least a hundred times more refined than the cold qi of the snow devouring crystals."

Qin Rong refines the blazing qi in the natural qi, so it is very repulsive to the cold qi, but it can accurately sense the essence of the cold qi.

Qin Rong frowned tightly and began to peek at this piece of cold beard flower inch by inch.

I saw the pink, white cold beard flower bones, standing jade, budding, bulging, like a shy saint jade peak, hidden among the shy green leaves. And the flowering Hanwhisker flower is surrounded by a huge lotus-shaped leaf. There is a puddle of green water on the leaves.

Puddles, not much water, but splashing everywhere, drops condensed into large droplets, spread on the lotus-shaped leaves, reflecting the light that occasionally shines through the dense leaves. (To be continued......)