Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

And the real culprit who stole the three thousand spirit flowers is hanging on the pine tree by the palace owner to reflect, although the palace owner feels that the bird has no intention of introspection at all.

Daju secretly stretched out the rabbit's head, and before its front teeth touched the flower, the system sounded a red alarm in the Palace Master's mind: 【Please protect the precious spirit flower, the host!Do not feed rabbits! ! ! 】

Palace Master: "..." What should I do if I really want to go against the system?

So I picked and picked from the pile of flowers, and pinched out a flower with perfect color and luster. In the red alarm sound that the system kept screaming, I fed the big orange, and the big orange happily ate it, and hugged the palace. The Lord rubbed his hands for a long time to show his favor.

[Host...warning, don't waste precious spirit flowers...]

The palace lord smiled and said: "But you didn't tell me what these are, how do you let me cherish them?"

[...Host, these are concentric flowers with seven orifices. These flowers are almost 1000 years old according to the spiritual light, and they are precious materials of the top grade. In the hands of top alchemists and pharmacists, they can even make... elixir! 】

The palace lord picked up a flower with two fingers. The lavender petals were soft and curled, exuding ghostly light and fragrance. It was obvious that they had been harmed by that bird cub, but the color was still bright and delicate. Even without the root system, there was no sign of withering .

However, the system's exaggerated words could not surprise the Palace Master, so he asked casually, "What exactly do you mean by elixir?"

[...The living dead, the flesh and bones, the rejuvenation of dead trees. 】The system replied, 【...Of course, this is only a necessary ingredient in the formula. 】

The palace lord thought he was numb, but he was still surprised: "You said that this kind of flower, which looks very ordinary, can produce a medicine similar to Taishang Laojun's Resurrection Pill?"

[Uh... If it is eaten by a mortal who has just died, it can be resurrected. 】

"Where are the practitioners?"

The system thought about it: [Actually, it is more useful. It can help the Taoist to stabilize the soul and even heal the seriously injured soul, but it doesn't sound as cool as resuscitating the dead. In order to cater to the host's mortal worldview, this system gives priority to resurrection. 】The system also purposely bit the word mortal, as if gnashing its teeth.

The Palace Master didn't want to be serious with the system that was deliberately picking on the thorns, but he heard something wrong: "Only, mortals, can they be resurrected after eating?"

[The soul of a cultivator is too powerful, and the potion alone is not enough. 】The system said.

That's it, it's a pity, I thought it was a mountain of unbreakable golden body plug-ins... But it's not bad to strengthen the soul or something. The only way is to wave his hands and throw them all into the lake outside the water pavilion, let the lake soaked in his spiritual power first grow these flowers, and use them as decorations.

However, does it feel wrong to go in and take a bath when the lake is full of flowers?

……

Yunmeng Tiangong became lively day and night, everyone is cultivating immortals, and those who need to eat and sleep according to the schedule are not good at cultivation. People from all major sects came one after another, and the disciples of Chuxin Palace also stared round Eyes, it’s just that many disciples are really sleepy, so they can only give the eyelids a hardening technique, which leads to dry eyes, pairs of red eyes staring wide in the dark night, and crying against the wind, those who don’t know think that Chu Xingong The disciples were enthralled collectively.

In fact, it's just that young people like to join in the fun, and these young people's cultivation needs to be improved urgently.

"Oh brother, save me, it seems that a beetle has hit my eye, please help me catch it!"

The senior brother next to him also opened his bloodshot eyes and replied: "It's probably because those sects who play Gu poison have arrived."

"Hey, why isn't Qiongshan Sword Sect here..."

"The Danding Pavilion is here. I saw the Qingshan Sect and the Nanhua Sect before..."

"Hey, look, isn't that the Tsinghua School from Yingzhou Island over there?"

The palace master who was listening to the corner of the mountain trembled all over, and had the illusion of returning to the nightmare of the college entrance examination, Tsinghua School?Does Peking University have one?And sorry, I prefer HKU, can I have one?

[Host, you need to know that the more common the name of the sect, the less it should be underestimated. 】The system said solemnly, 【Because a popular name can be imagined by everyone, and the sects that can really grab their hands and use this name all the time, it means that they have established sects early, have senior qualifications, and are powerful. How about a few true immortals, the host should not use their names to pick their sects! 】

The palace lord laughed at this, it is indeed normal to hit names, Tsinghua is a very artistic name, as long as you don't hit Lan Xiang.

"Hey? Why are there still Buddhist cultivators in Beizhou this year? Didn't they not accept our Taoist disciples in previous years?"

Buddhism?The palace lord took advantage of the situation to look over, but the round and smooth head that could be appraised as imagined did not appear. The Buddhist monks who walked up the long steps from Yunmeng Mountain Gate were all dressed in red robes, and hung around their necks and wrists. Beads with different textures but similar styles, heads...

Their hair is good enough for a shampoo ad.

#Your monks in the comprehension world are all fakes! #

【Host!Sakyamuni still has hair, you can't be so superficial! 】The system protested again,【And don't worry, your hair quality is better. 】

The palace lord reached out and stroked his hair, it was true.

…Unrepentant bastard, when did you plant a flower in my ear?

The Buddhist monk who led the team stood at the gate of the mountain, looking up at the word "Yunmeng" carved with a sharp blade on the gate. Those two words have been inscribed here since the completion of the Tiangong. His awe-inspiring aura still deters Yun Zechuan.The Buddha cultivator recited the Buddha's name silently, raised his hand and transformed into a green lotus, and placed it respectfully under the mountain gate. The disciples of the Buddhist cultivator behind him also followed suit. However, after the group of Buddhist cultivators passed by, the green lotus was suddenly captured An invisible big mouth swallowed it in one gulp.

The Palace Master came back to his senses, and the veins on his forehead couldn't help twitching. He stretched out his hand to grab the greedy bird from the void, stood by the water out of thin air, picked up the bird's paw, and squeezed it down——

Crashing, the bird cub spat out a lot of blue lotus flowers. The green lotuses transformed from the Buddha's light did not fall into the water, but floated in the air, exuding a peaceful and peaceful aura.

"Don't, eat indiscriminately, things!" The palace master was angry.

Bird Cub: "Hey~~~"

[Host, Buddha Light Qinglian soothes the gods...]

"It won't cause trouble everywhere, so I'll be at peace!" The palace master hung the cub on the old pine tree on the cliff and thought, "If one day I pull out a human from its stomach, what do you think I should do? Is it in the lake!"

Bird Cub: "Chichi...?"

The red-robed Buddhist cultivators were received by a disciple of Yunmeng who came to visit. The young disciple wore the solemn Taoist robes of Yunmeng Tiangong, blue and white. Although they are considered school uniforms, the school uniforms of the cultivation world are more beautiful than the school uniforms of high school students in the 21st century. Tens of thousands of times, the wide robe and wide sleeves are slim at the waist, making the whole person look extraordinarily slender and handsome, and that young disciple is indeed good-looking...

Hey, isn't this an acquaintance?The palace lord was a little speechless, that disciple looked very much like the boss of a certain "Small Jade Association" organization with secondary illnesses, the one who gave his disciple a drink of talisman water with ill intentions.

So it's useless to look good, and the favorability plummets.

When the Broken Jade Club was not broken, this young disciple didn't seem to be in the middle school. He and the Buddhist cultivator who led the team greeted each other generously and said, "Yao Ziqian, a disciple of Yunmeng Tiangong, represents Tiangong, and welcomes you from afar. distinguished guests."

"Little Monk Haizhen, send greetings to Master Yunmeng." The headed Buddhist cultivator returned the salute in a gentle manner.

Yao Ziqian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Master came to Zhongtu from an overseas fairy island, probably because he didn't know that our palace master is no longer in charge of the sect. For nearly a thousand years, real Qiuxian has been the head of the sect. In charge of the affairs of the Tiangong, even our inner disciples know very little about Master Yunmeng, it is a pity that I have been a disciple for more than 600 years, and I have never seen Master Yunmeng who I have always admired."

"I don't know where I came from, and I don't know where I'm going, so I should ask if I'm okay." Haizhen said.

Buddhist cultivators and Taoist sects are not particularly active. This time, there are actually Buddhist disciples. The disciples of the Chuxin Palace who stayed up late and had red eyes wiped their tears while stretching their necks to look at the clouds. Tiangong routinely uses small cloud boats to pick up people. , After entering the Yunmeng Realm from the mountain gate, the commuting mainly depends on flying.

"Hey, Lehenxing?" A Chuxin Palace disciple was squeezed a bit, and was extremely surprised, "Even you came to join in the fun?"

Not only did he come to join in the fun, but on weekdays, who can separate this guy from the bed is even more difficult than tearing apart his three souls and seven souls. After waking up, the resentment was as big as a resentful spirit, but now Lehenxing looked relaxed and comfortable, no It seemed that their eyes were red after watching the excitement for half a night.

"You might as well go to sleep." A junior sister was squeezed until her face turned crooked, "Your Beihai Le family is so powerful, if you don't lose to the big sect, even if you don't take the heaven test, you won't become a casual cultivator like us Sleeping on the streets."

"Sleeping on the street to think about good things? The streets of Yujing don't allow casual repairmen to shop on the ground, saying that you are affecting the city's appearance!" Another senior sister said sarcastically.

Le Henxing turned his head and asked the junior sister, "Junior Sister Wen, the Qiongshan Sword Sect hasn't come yet?"

"I don't know. Didn't Senior Brother Fu follow Dragon Sword Immortal to pick him up? If he didn't come back, then he didn't come! But I'm afraid that Fairy Yan will have to play a friendly match with Qiongshan Sword Sect before she can come." The junior sister sticks out her tongue, the tip of her small tongue has a fork, and the senior sister next to her screams in fright:

"Oh, don't show your original shape casually, my sister is afraid of snakes!"

Snake Xinzi stretched out again, and before Senior Sister could scream, Junior Sister Wen frowned and asked, "Brother Le, why do you smell like earth? You don't stay in the house to sleep, where did you go to dig mud?"

"Earth smell?" The senior sister closed her eyes and sniffled, "No."

"Senior sister, you're human, don't compare your broken nose to our demon cultivators, okay?" The little snake demon junior sister stuck out her tongue at her senior sister in disgust, successfully scaring her into screaming.

"Hey?" The snake demon writhed its boneless body and looked back and forth, "Senior sister, why is Brother Le running so fast? Before I finished speaking, he... oh, senior sister, you... Don’t get dizzy, okay? You’ve been living with me for three years, why do you still get dizzy when you see me? Is the physiological snake phobia of your people so serious? I won't scare you, please don't foam..."

"Yunmeng Tiangong Chuxin Palace Disciple Code of Conduct No. 20 Three Points": It is strictly forbidden for demon cultivators to show their original form at will, because you are not sure whether your roommate is physically afraid of your original form. There was a major teaching accident in our hospital. A cockroach demon Xiu showed his original shape in the bathroom, was trampled by the brother who came to take a bath, and was sent to the valley of genius doctors to lie down for three years before being revived.

"Hey, where did the flying insects come from?"

Yao Ziqian's wrist snapped, the veins on the back of his hand twitched violently, and he watched a flying insect the size of a fingernail fly past his ear.

"Master Yao is afraid of insects?"

Yao Ziqian laughed dryly: "Ashamed, ashamed, even though I have practiced for so long, and my hometown is in a small southern town, the cockroaches could be raised to pull carts if they were bigger, so...cough cough, now I see insects and I still can't help but want to fight them. I also accidentally injured the junior brother of the Zerg before."

Haizhen closed his eyes, smelled the breath in the air, and said: "Master Yao, near Yunzechuan, there is no ghost mother soil."

"Ghost mother soil? Are you talking about the kind of soil that devils use to burn human pots or raise evil spirits?"

Haizhen opened his eyes and nodded sternly: "That flying insect smells like ghost mother soil."