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Electing one of his own puppet to be the Virgin.
The holy land is really in her pocket!
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Small Bamboo Peak.
On the narrow path, two middle-aged figures walked together.
One of them, a woman in a purple robe, leads the way.
The two soon came to the small courtyard on the top of the mountain.
From far away, I could smell a tempting aroma of rice.
In the kitchen at the back of the courtyard, the steamer was steaming.
On a stone bench in the courtyard, a handsome young man was sitting, holding a thick bamboo shoot in one hand and a knife in the other, peeling the skin.
Meng Chuan's peeling action was very neat. He lifted the knife and dropped it, and a large number of bamboo shoot skins fell into the bamboo-woven trash basket.
After Liu Yongnian entered the small courtyard, he noticed the seemingly ordinary wooden house at first sight.
"Ok?"
"Although this wooden house looks ordinary, it has a kind of spirituality unique to the Spirit Hall..."
Walk to the side of the wooden house, poke out the soul, and integrate it into the wooden wall.
As if the soul had entered a swamp, it was deeply trapped in it, unable to move a bit.
"Sure enough, as I thought, this wooden house is not simple..."
More souls were released, and they all penetrated into the wooden wall.
Rumble!
It actually produced an extremely deadly feeling.
It seems that as long as you stay on the wall of the wooden house for a while, you will lose your mind and soul.
She was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her spirit, not daring to investigate blindly.
"This, this..."
"I can't even explore this wooden house with my soul. What is it made of?"
He is a powerhouse at the supreme level, and his soul is stronger than his own strength. Even if he is a fairy-level spirit hall, he will not have the slightest problem in detecting it.
But this ordinary wooden house in front of him almost caused him to fall inside. It is hard to imagine how terrifying this wooden house is.
Liu Yongnian was honest this time, and never dared to probe with his soul again.
"and many more…"
"This wood seems to be..."
"Peach Emperor Wood!"
"hiss!"
The flat peach is a fairy tree unique to the heaven.
According to the growth year, flat peach trees are divided into several grades.
The century-old fruit is called the flat peach king tree.
The one that bears fruit for thousands of years is called the flat peach emperor tree.
The one that bears fruit for ten thousand years is called the flat peach emperor tree.
Ordinary people naturally cannot recognize flat peach trees, nor can they distinguish their grades.
Liu Yongnian once picked up an ancient book forged by the Spirit Hall, which recorded many rare treasures of heaven and earth, and he could distinguish flat peach trees from their textures.
At this moment, he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.
The material used in the wooden house in front of me is the flat peach emperor wood. Judging from the size of the room, it would take at least ten flat peach emperor trees to forge it.
It is said that in the heaven, in the flat peach garden, there is only one flat peach emperor tree.
The queen mother offered the flat peach emperor tree as a treasure.
Once there was a monkey who ate a flat peach and committed a heinous crime.
Such a precious flat peach emperor tree is not used to plant the flat peach emperor fruit, but to forge the spiritual hall...
big horror...
Absolutely terrible!
This wooden house is definitely not a hall of spirits, but a hall of immortals!
Liu Yongnian could no longer imagine who the master who forged this wooden house was.
One thing is certain, this expert is definitely not to be provoked.
Even if you have the idea of provoking it, it won't work.
Till now, Liu Yongnian's mind had calmed down.
Today it is enough to meet someone who is an expert, don't mention anything about seeking the Dao.
"I don't know where the senior is?"
Why did he enter the yard? Except for the young man who was cutting bamboo shoots in the yard, he didn't see any tall people.
Judging from his age, this child may be a boy under the seat of a high-ranking person.
To be able to be a boy by such an expert's side, it can be said that the ancestral graves are going to be smoked.
Zhang Zixia pouted at Meng Chuan in the courtyard.
"Huh?" Liu Yongnian was very puzzled.
He asked where the master was, and why the Virgin pouted at the boy, but didn't speak?
Could it be that he wants me to ask this boy where the master went.
Right…
Zhang Zixia probably doesn't know where the master is going out, so ask the boy and you will know?
Thinking of this, Liu Yongnian walked up to Meng Chuan and asked, "My little friend, where is your master?"
"My master?" Meng Chuan raised his head, his face full of doubts, "Are you looking for my mother?"
In this family, only Wang Yingxue can be called the master.
"Your mother?" Liu Yongnian's eyes lit up.
It turns out that the expert is a woman, which is a little different from the influence of an expert with a sense of immortality in his imagination, but it is not a big problem.
Zhang Zixia walked up to Liu Yongnian, put her elbow on his waist, and whispered to her ear: "Your so-called expert is the child in front of you..."
"Stop joking..." How could Liu Yongnian believe such words.
This child looks to be about eight or nine years old, and has a clever personality, but how can he get in touch with an expert?
Zhang Zixia said: "What else am I lying to you for? This is indeed what you call an expert..."
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"what!"
Liu Yongnian's eyes were wide open, and his jaw almost hit the ground.
The heart is like a tsunami rushing in, turning up turbulent waves.
This looks like a child, how could it be connected with some kind of expert?
Even if you start practicing from a mother's womb, it won't last more than ten years...
At such a young age, you can refine yellow mud like the most precious treasure in the world?
Simply unimaginable.
"You made that yellow mud?"
"Yeah." Meng Chuan nodded without raising his head, and continued to cut bamboo shoots, "Do whatever you want."
After being confirmed, Liu Yongnian almost passed over directly.
He felt that he had lived in vain for hundreds of years...
The children of other people make mud casually, it is the treasure of heaven and earth...
It's too scary...
This is not a child, I am afraid it is a god...
Liu Yongnian clasped his fists in both hands, bowed his waist and saluted, and said respectfully, "I pay my respects, senior."
"Hmm." Meng Chuan responded casually.
Anyway, he is a person who has lived for more than 1 years. He has been in contact with the great emperors of the heavens, and he doesn't feel anything wrong when he is called a master.
"Meng Chuan, thank you for your yellow mud, my Zixia Lingdian has finally been restored... I blamed you before..."
Zhang Zixia said with flushed cheeks.
At first, when Meng Chuan took out the yellow mud, he thought it was just a joke.
As a result, the yellow mud was stuck on the wall, and the Lingdian was really repaired.
Without this piece of yellow mud, the loss would have been heavy that day.
"It's nothing to do with a little effort." Meng Chuan said softly.
After these years of contact, he knew the Holy Mother's character, whether as a teacher or as an elder, he didn't have to be picky.
So I personally refined a piece of yellow clay to restore the Spirit Hall to its original state and even become stronger.
"You are Meng Chuan..." Liu Yongnian was stunned, a little in disbelief.
Back then, the saintess had an affair with a man, which caused a lot of trouble, and it can be said that it was known all over the city.
It is said that Meng Chuan was born with a dead vein and could not survive ten years...
Why did I see it today, it didn't match the rumors.
Where is this born with a dead pulse?
It is clearly a reincarnated immortal, who can turn the world upside down at will.
He walked up to Zhang Zixia and said with a smile: "It's not necessarily an ominous thing to give birth to a holy girl."
"Hmm..." Zhang Zixia showed a smile that was not a smile, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Liu Yongnian suddenly noticed that the bamboo shoot in Meng Chuan's hand was very spiritual, and it might be something extraordinary.
If you look closely, the eyeballs are almost protruding.
This is not a bamboo shoot, nor a spiritual shoot, but a fairy shoot!
In the bamboo forest with very strong aura, there will be a rare and rare bamboo shoot.
Eating it can not only quickly break through the realm, but also temper the body, which is extremely valuable.
Even if it is a holy place, it can only be eaten during festivals or large-scale birthday banquets.
There will only be a small plate on each table, no more, no less, only ten bamboo shoots as thick as a little finger.
And this bamboo shoot will also have a layer of hard bamboo shoot skin.
Although the skin of bamboo shoots is hard and hard to swallow, it contains very strong spirituality.
It will be served on the dining table as an ingredient.
No one would dislike the unpalatable skin of the bamboo shoots.
Because it contains extremely high spirituality, eating one piece is equivalent to a high-grade mysterious medicine pill.
This is just a bamboo shoot, which can be born in the mortal world.
On top of this there are fairy bamboo shoots.