Leisurely cultivating life

"Master also said that when the gourd vine is ripe, you can go down the mountain."

Anwen put down the hoe again and pointed to a calabash vine next to him.

"Gourd vine."

The young man looked up to the sky and sighed, he hoped that the calabash vine would mature, it would be better to hope that he could survive five breaths of time under the hands of his senior before it matured.

However, he still looked at it with a glimmer of hope, maybe it was... familiar.

I saw a gourd vine growing between the bamboo forest and seven small gourds of different colors hanging on the gourd vine, which looked like they had mutated.

It looks a little strange, but this gourd vine is very unusual. It is rooted in this square earth, but it is linked to an unknown power. At a glance, one can even see a square of it on the densely packed vine leaves. The looming void.

"This is what the ancestor left for the honored master to take care of. The congenital gourd vine, look, that gourd glowing red is the famous gourd that was once in the hands of the ancestor, and now it has been remade."

Anwen pointed to the red-glowing yellow gourd, and said with a solemn face: "30 years ago, the master handed him over to our brothers, and we have to wait until this gourd matures before we can go down the mountain. "

"Senior brother." The young man stood beside Anwen with a faint tone.

"What's the matter? Junior brother, you don't look very good."

"It's okay, I just... admire you, brother!"

Buzz! ! !

At this moment, the two of them suddenly heard a loud noise, and their hearts were shocked.

Immediately, his eyes turned to the source of the loud noise, and he saw that on the gourd vine, the yellow skin gourd glowing red seemed to be stimulated by something, it was very restless, bouncing and bouncing, its inside There was a huge roar that seemed to open up the world.

At the same time, an endless force of killing and killing almost burst out.

"Is the gourd ripe?" This is the reflection of Anwen's heart at the moment. It is pure joy. After taking care of it for 30 years, it has finally matured. How can there be no joy!

"It, it... is finally ripe!" This is the reflection of the young man's heart at this moment. He can finally go out, but after staying here for 1000 years, he feels that his whole body is rusted and his body is weak.

The next moment, I saw a white palm protruding out, pinched the Immortal-Cut Gourd in the palm, and plucked it from the gourd vine.

"Monster, let me down quickly."

At this time, a villain wearing a red bellyband appeared on the Zhanxian gourd, with a white and tender face flushed with anger, struggling desperately.

It's just that no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't get rid of that palm.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Anwen and the young man bowed to the bamboo house in the middle.

Call ~

The bamboo house door opened.

A middle-aged man dressed in white paced out of the bamboo house, holding the ever-vibrating Zhanxian gourd in his right hand.

After seeing the middle-aged man in white clothes, the villain in the red bellyband smelled a familiar smell. He was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to remember something. He straightened his face, put his waist, and shouted: "Stinky boy, what's the matter?" Let go of Patriarch quickly!"

"Senior, please feel free."

The middle-aged man in white raised his mouth slightly, and slowly released his palms, allowing the little man in the red pocket to soar up.

"Master just sent a letter asking about senior's condition."

Master? !

As soon as the little man in the red pocket flew three feet, his body froze.

Immediately, with a dejected expression on his face, he fell directly onto the palm of the middle-aged man in white.

"If that's the case, I have to trouble Senior to accompany my two disciples down the mountain."

The middle-aged man in white had a gentle smile on his face, "If you think about it, senior won't refuse, right?"

Saying that, without waiting for the villain in the red pocket to react, he tossed it lightly and tossed it to Xiao Anwen.

The yellow-skinned gourd moved slightly, and then silently let Anwen take it in his hand.

"Thank you, Master."

Anwen looked at the yellow-skinned gourd in his hand and touched it back and forth. He was a little quiet, but he still had feelings for this little gourd that he had taken care of for 30 years.

Because this is the only spiritual plant he has supported for so many years.

"Master, can the disciple go down the mountain?"

The young man's expression brightened. To him, getting him down the mountain was the biggest thing.

"You can go down the mountain."

The middle-aged man in white nodded, "Go, go, you can go wherever you want."

He waved his hand, disgusted.

Anwen and the young man bowed down, and immediately prepared some foreign things, and went down the mountain.

Watching the two disciples go down the mountain, the eyes of the middle-aged man in white were indifferent, and there was a faint trace of terrifying fluctuations in them.

At this moment, it was not yet time for him to close the net, it would be better for Lei Ting to sweep all the holes.

Master set up this world, and finally attracted the attention of all parties, so naturally this effort cannot be wasted.

At the same time, in the heavens of the world and the human world, there are figures stepping into the Conferred God Realm.

"It's time to move. After so many years, my bones are going to rust!"

In a palace, a majestic man stood up and stretched his muscles.

"The innate god position... Hey! I don't know how many people there are!"

With a hint of expectation on his face, the big man pushed open the gate of the palace and strode out.

After a while, a stream of light pierced the sky and disappeared.

Not only this one, many figures are heading towards the Great Heavenly Battlefield of the Shang Dynasty in the Fengshen Realm sooner or later.

……

Boom! ! !