Fast time travel: clear dream presses the galaxy

In the past few days, Wen Yunchuan has been showing a sense of presence in front of the master, trying to let her pay attention to all kinds of things.

Xinghe naturally understood it, and while feeling funny in his heart, he also felt pitiful. A villain with no background is really walking on thin ice!

It's a good thing Wen Yunchuan didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise he would have jumped off the flying magic weapon and committed suicide.

Baitaoyuan, as the name suggests, is a place where all kinds of spiritual fruits are planted. It is very rich in spiritual energy, but it is piled up with a lot of crystal stones. It is also the only pure land in the world of cultivating immortals.

The owner of Baitaoyuan is only a venerable in the distraction stage, but in the world of immortal cultivation, he is a legendary figure second only to Qian Liuli, and it is not an exaggeration to respond to everyone.

Before Qian Liuli became the suzerain of the Qianjue Sect, she was proud and arrogant. She challenged anyone who was more famous and powerful, without losing a single one.

Back then, she was famous and beautiful, so many monks fell under her sword, and the owner of Baitaoyuan came to see her, but she was turned away, let alone meeting her, not even talking To add a word, even though he was carrying the lark fruit that everyone in the world of cultivating immortals wanted.

As a result, a hundred years later, Qian Liuli got a lark fruit and thought it tasted good, so she threw it directly on the back mountain. After a hundred years, it really took root and sprouted, and finally the lark fruit really grew.Later, she planted the back mountain full, because there were too many, offering gifts to the elders of the sect, and giving gifts to the sects with good relationships.

This time, the owner of Baitaoyuan was completely overwhelmed. He felt that she was humiliating him, so he no longer had any relationship with Qianjuezong from then on.

So Xinghe wasn't surprised when the little boy from Baitaoyuan rejected her.

He just said lightly; "Feng Qingzi, if you don't show up for Banzhuxiang, this deity will destroy your Baitaoyuan!".

There was no ups and downs in the cold voice, but the voice spread throughout Baitaoyuan.

The little boy knelt down on the ground with a "plop", his face was bloodless, and his head was sweating profusely.

This is the coercion of the superior, even if she did nothing!
An exasperated voice sounded in Taoyuan instantly, "Qian Liuli, how dare you!".

A moment later, a disheartened middle-aged monk appeared in front of Taoyuan.

It doesn't look good, but it exudes the fragrance of spiritual fruit all over, which is very comfortable.

Only then did the two look at each other.

A flash of surprise flashed in Feng Qingzi's eyes, but he snorted again in an instant.

Qian Liuli just glanced at him simply, her tone was softer than before, but only those close to her could hear it.

"Master Feng, the deity came here today to ask for [-] Bailingguo."

Listening to this tone, it is no different from the robbers outside!
The corner of Wen Yunchuan's mouth twitched, thinking that she is more suitable to be a villain!
Feng Qingzi was so angry that he cursed at him and said, "Seven hundred, why don't you grab them?".

Xinghe frowned, puzzled and asked; "Are there many?".

Wen Yunchuan explained in a low voice beside him; "Master, a lark tree can grow up to ten lark fruits."

When Xinghe heard it, this tree is not good, ten fruits are too few.

Looking at the Baitaoyuan at a glance, he said, "Only thirty?".

Very serious question.

But combined with her paralyzed face and questioning tone, it adds up to a sense of sarcasm and disdain.

Feng Qingzi himself felt inferior in front of her, and now he feels even more ashamed.

If it was normal, he would just scold him if he didn't agree with each other. Even if the other party was annoyed, he would not dare to really provoke him. After all, he represented half of the monks in the sea of ​​clouds.

But now he can only blush with anger, he can't scold her, he can't beat her, and he can't even say that he wants to drive her away.

Fear of her strength is the first, and the goddess who has a crush on it is the second.

Xinghe looked at Wen Yunchuan and asked, "Three hundred, is it barely enough?".

Wen Yunchuan thought for a while, nodded and said, "Barely enough!".

Xinghe nodded, looked at Feng Qingzi and said, "Then three hundred!".

The tone seemed to be charity.

Feng Qingzi gritted her teeth, but still could only explain; "These [-] pieces were ordered a hundred years ago."

Xinghe snorted softly and said, "The Venerable Feng only needs to give it to the deity, and the deity will solve other things by himself, and will not embarrass the Venerable Feng!".

Embarrassed?

What is embarrassment?

Isn't it difficult now?
Feng Qingzi was also a principled person, and he said firmly, "No, how can this deity gain a foothold in the world of cultivating immortals?".

Xinghe glanced at him with raised eyebrows, and said, "Since this is the case, the deity will not make it difficult for you, you can give the deity the reservation list."

Feng Qingzi was stunned and said, "What? You want to threaten them?".

Xinghe said with a smile that was not a smile; "How could this deity do such a bullying thing?"

After all this, only a fool would believe her.

Feng Qingzi stopped talking.

Xinghe said indifferently; "I have seen it, and the lark fruit in the garden will be ripe in half a month, and I will wait here personally!".

Feng Qingzi thought, she is so smart.

No wonder my mother said that the more beautiful a woman is, the smarter she is.

Xinghe glanced at Wen Yunchuan again.

Wen Yunchuan understood the meaning in her eyes, turned and left.

Feng Qingzi hurriedly shouted, "What are you doing, disciple?".

Xinghe ignored him, walked to the stream in front of the garden, sat down quietly, looked at the little fish in the stream, and fell into deep thought.

Feng Qingzi asked Xiaotong to follow.

He stood at the door for a while, hesitating to ask her what she was doing, but he was embarrassed.

Just like that, until it got dark, the little boy in the garden called him, so he reluctantly went back.

But he didn't sleep all night. He ran out early in the morning and found her still sitting motionless and staring at the stream.

He lowered his voice, stepped lightly, and walked to her side.

Crouching down, also looking at the stream.

The stream is very clear, and you can see green moss and small fish swimming around.

Although Feng Qingzi grows spiritual fruits, he is very impatient.

After watching for a while, I couldn't help asking; "What are you looking at?".

Xinghe pointed to the two playful little fish and said, "What are they talking about?".

Feng Qingzi frowned. She thought she was playing tricks on her, but she looked so serious, and she had never heard of her being able to joke. Could it be that she was really curious?
So I just said, "I'm not a fish, how do I know?".

Xinghe looked up at him and said, "This is why your cultivation stopped during the distraction period!".

When Feng Qingzi heard this, he suddenly realized.

Turning around, she entered the Baitaoyuan. After a while, she personally came over with [-] larkspurs, and handed them respectfully in front of her. Don't compare yourself with your subordinates!".