Penglai delusion

It turned out that the crying came from the Fuchang tree.This tree has three heads, and it is the natural guardian of the Langgan tree. When the Langgan is damaged, it will cry loudly to help.

And it cried this time because the Langgan fruit was ruined by that Lu Shu again.

Lushu appeared about three years ago when Penglai opened the way.That time the road was cleared against the tide, and because of the rare heavy snowfall in winter, the sea near the sea was covered with a thin layer of ice, and even many old experts did not see the trick.Only one boat insisted on going out to sea, and Lu Shu should have been brought by that boat.

It was the first time that the old man had caught him spoiling Langgan seeds, and he was going to cook it on the spot.However, the master happened to be present at the time, so he dissuaded him, and finally took the beast to Waiwen Peak, and there was no news after that.

Who would have thought it would come out again?

There is only one Langgan tree in the entire Xianzhou, and every time it produces pearls and fruits, it is pitifully small, how can it stand the cruelty of this beast.The old man was furious, and immediately grabbed the first disciple of Waiwen Peak and reprimanded him, saying that if he dared to release Lu Shu once, next time he would cook his Bi Fang together.

After hearing this, Xi Mo only remembered one thing.

The Langgan tree was originally here.

The Nongling Peak was really too big, and he was trapped in the chai garden before, because the spirit puppets all over the mountain could not move without authorization, so he only looked at the opportunity to find out the terrain near the garden.The small amount of materials that were cultivated before was collected bit by bit according to the records in the book before the old man came back when he drove the mountain.

And when he flipped through those ancient books, he also picked up many strange scriptures from them.Some unheard of, he looked novel and interesting, and also recorded them.Now that I think about it, I have encountered some of the main ingredients in some of them, so I can't help thinking carefully.

"Old man, have you eaten all the Langgan seeds by Lu Shu?" Xi Mo pretended to be indifferent, and heard the old man sneer, "There are only a dozen or so in total, and you should be damned if you eat half of them. , It’s useless for anyone to say anything, let’s use it as fertilizer and make amends.”

Xi Mo didn't say a word, and silently calculated the way.When I got back, I opened the bark book I sewed, and searched for each case according to the notes I picked from it before.

He circled three paragraphs in total.

"Langgan has conceived three sons in a hundred years. One is as green as jadeite, the other is scarlet as brocade, and the other is as clear as water, hidden in the veins of trees, and sees no light."

"Pluck Langgan white seeds, melt them with the moonlight, irrigate the flowers of the shadow trees, and bury them under the soil. On a day when there is heavy snow and no snow, the shadows will probe and point to the moon, and the shadows will be dissolved."

"The third fusion of shadows is untestable. The transmission will melt when touched, and the touch will hurt people. It needs to be filled with the shadow of the shadow tree."

If Langgan Baizi is the lightless fruit hidden in the tree, and if "melting shadow" is equivalent to the strange poison "melting shadow"...he has concocted a lost ancient poison recipe!

Before that, Xi Mo had dug a lot of soil from the mountain, and half of it was filled in his garden.As for Yingmu, he has an impression, probably from seeing it when he and Jiang Tan went to the valley behind the cliff.At that time, he was still watching Jiang Tan shaking a handful of snow from the tree, only to feel that the leaves dazzled him.Not long after I saw the legend of the shadow tree in the book, I realized that it might be the tree of the hundred shadows that day.

In the books that Xi Mo read, "Dissolving Shadow" only appeared once, and only its preparation method was described, but there was no corresponding usage.He hesitated for a long time between being made into fertilizer by the old man and making a poisonous prescription, but decided to search for the shadow tree first.

This time, he met Jiang Tan under the shadow tree.

Xi Moben came in the afternoon, following the directions in his memory, he found Yingmu not long after.The wood and the leaves are light gray, as if trying to melt in the surrounding tree shadows.Xi Mo walked around the shadow tree a few times, which made him a little embarrassed.It is said to be the flower of the shadow tree, but the tree is full of leaves and has no flowers.As for the shadow of the shadow tree, which part of the shadow tree does it refer to?

He didn't think about these questions before coming here, he just said that when he saw the tree, he had the answer.Who knew that Yingmuyuan had such a dingy look, and his whole body was uniform, which made people lose the room to think.

He pondered for a long time, the sun was gradually setting, and he only noticed the sound of light footsteps when he came close.When I raised my head again, I met the four eyes of Jiangtan passing by here.

"...the elder."

Jiang Tan let out a "hmm", turned a blind eye and continued on his way.

"Elder, stop!" Xi Mo said, "I have doubts, and I want to ask the elder to clarify."

Jiang Tan said, "What is it?"

"Elder, do you know what is the Blossom of the Shadow Tree and what is the Shadow of the Shadow Tree?" Asking these words, it was almost self-defeating.

"The former is Muyinghua, and the latter is Muyingye." Jiang Tan said, "Muyinghua will appear in the evening when there is a moon and no stars. You need to wait a little longer."

Xi Mo was shocked, "Thank you, elder!"

Jiang Tan nodded, he had already left, but he thought of something, turned around and said, "The flower is highly poisonous, so don't touch it directly. The leaves and tree trunks are non-toxic, and you can take them to block the strong light."

Xi Mo was even more grateful, but felt that this "melting shadow" was probably "melting shadow".

Thinking this way, Jiangtan disappeared, and a lonely moon and a handful of clear stars slowly floated into the night sky.

Xi Mo remembered Jiang Tan's words, and only took some leaves and bark.On another cloudy night, I quietly went back to the valley, and saw a single tree in the forest with faint blooms, swaying under the dim moonlight like stardust from the sky.

Xi Mo held his breath, and using the shadow tree branches as tweezers, he chose a box of wood shadow flowers.After the petals are placed on the mat made of wood shadow leaves, the bright color gradually fades and turns gray one by one.

He put the wooden shadow box in a corner of the firewood room, thinking that it was extremely dusty and inconspicuous, so there was no need to deliberately cover it up.When I fell on the bed, I couldn't fall back asleep.

During the few days of waiting for the starless night, Xi Mo has found out that the three heads of the Changshu have their own division of labor. Each head takes turns to rest, sleep for four hours before changing shifts, and stares at the Langgan tree all the time.And he hasn't thought of a good way to avoid their sight.

Mu Yinghua is poisonous enough.He thought, it's really not worth it to risk his life to touch the old man's Ni Lin, in case he is driven out of Qingxu or reduced to fertilizer on the spot.

Among the six plots separated by Xi Mo before, one of them was planted with the snake eye fruit that he met when he first arrived in Penglai.Except for this poisonous substance, the rest are some celestial herbs such as Xuncao and Tizhu which are extinct in Kyushu.He had no hope of cultivating immortality, and thought that if he could figure out some ways of farming, and bring the spiritual materials back to Mount Zhongnan, Mr. Cao and he would be able to rely on this to live comfortably.And he didn't take this trip in vain anyway, and he even had the confidence and savings to take revenge.

Xi Mo's practice was not taught from the very beginning.Except for the previous experience of doing odd jobs under Mr. Cao, which allowed him to know some agricultural knowledge and pharmacology, now he has to explore everything by himself.

After this day, he became less restless and anxious. Apart from continuing to study and take care of his garden every day, he began to focus on exercising his body. Like a true disciple of Qingxu, he arranged morning classes for himself.

But his horse stance was not accurate, and his posture was a little unstable every time he punched.Waiting for Yifeng's disciples to come here to stay here, and when he saw him boxing during class, he would ruthlessly make fun of him in private.

Xi Mo didn't panic when he heard the laughter, but stopped his pace, and started the class after them.

Yiyaofeng majored in the technique of Qihuang, and their herb identification courses were often taught in the back mountain.Elder Miao Chuan, who taught the lesson, didn't care about one more person, but Xi Mo, who was dressed in gray linen, was particularly conspicuous among the crowd of ginger and white robes, which made some disciples quite unhappy.Especially those who have seen his deeds in the sect, can't help but talk about it after dinner, saying that this person is really shameless, he just followed Xiyan and wanted to join the immortal sect.He was a useless trash at first, and he did not know what kind of dirty tricks he used, so he begged the old man to accept him.

For a moment, all four were booed.

Another person said that at the beginning Elder Gan Du fell in love with this man for some reason, so he forced him to come to the old man. In the end, the two had an unpleasant fight, and recently they even disappeared.

As soon as this remark came out, many disciples became angry.Because Gan Du is the most popular elder in Yi Yao Peak, how could he be wronged for such a waste!

So Xi Mo is destined to be extremely difficult this whole summer.

Soon after, as long as he dared to listen in, the disciples of Yiyao Peak would work together to throw their eyes at him, so much so that Miao Chuan couldn't stand it anymore.

"That kid, hurry up and go, don't disturb everyone's class."

Xi Mo had no choice but to go a long way, change another way, go around to the back of Gesong, listen to the few words blown by the south wind, and silently memorize the notes.

When I couldn't hear it, I could only quietly climb a section of the pine branch.He just showed his head, and the disciple who had discovered that he was eavesdropping threw a few tiger sticks over there, and he smashed them down like pine cones.

Xi Mo heard the ringing ringing clearly, one flashed by but couldn't avoid the next one, and the note fell to the ground.He was suffering from pain in several places, and was struggling to stand up when he saw several robes embroidered with patterns of Qian Lin Yingyue in pale colors floating over.

The leader is wearing a jade crown carved with clouds, with willow brows and sparrow eyes. He is very beautiful, but his smile is extremely bad.

He leaned over and glanced at the book and the loose pages, and the smile on his lips increased instead of diminishing, "Little Laizi, I didn't expect you to be so serious about stealing!"

As he said that, he stuffed everything in his arms into his arms, "Okay, return it to the original owner. A while ago, the shameless thing about my master was wiped out. In the future, I will have a longer memory, and don't think that everyone is the same. You can mess with a piece of trash."

Xi Mo's fingernails were full of mud, he was startled when he heard this, and his heart seemed to be blocked by the mud.

He rolled his eyes, but he smiled, "I've written down what this fairy said. It's just that the book is not full of Yi's homework. If you can show kindness and return it to me, I promise not to disturb you again." .”

"Look, what I said, I climbed up after I gave the pole." A disciple who picked up the tiger's support snorted.

The person in the lead uttered along with Le, "There's a lot of nonsense, what right do you have to bargain with me?"

All Xi Mo's agricultural and poisonous prescriptions and excerpts of Lingsi are stored in that book, and they must not be thrown away like this.Standing under the tree, he watched helplessly as the group of people disappeared in an instant, only to realize that class had long since ended, and even Elder Miaochuan had disappeared.

It's just helpless, Kong has two fists that are getting tighter and tighter.

Xi Mo suddenly thought of the old man, but really didn't know how to tell him about it.He also thought that if others knew the whole story, he would inevitably suffer a lot of flesh and blood.

He found that he had some foresight in the dark when dealing with the matter of being beaten.

Because of Miao Chuan's visit to Chai Yuan and his heartfelt words, Xi Mo was taught a lesson by the old man after he returned, making him deserve to be ashamed and conspicuous, and he will definitely come to see him next time.

Xi Mo rolled in the mud, holding his head and not speaking.It was like a bunch of black queen bees stuck in his head, which stings, dizzies, and buzzes continuously.

He thought it would be great to know the Wind Control Technique.One or two ran so fast that they couldn't catch up.

Miao Chuan didn't expect the old man to fight like this in front of him, so he hurriedly dissuaded him, but he was scolded at the same place and didn't dare to move around, and watched him finish the beating.

When I went back that night, I complained of illness. The way is to ask all the disciples to rest and take a bath for a few days, and discuss it after class time.

The disciples of Yiyao Peak were puzzled: Why did the elder, who was alive and kicking just now, suddenly fell ill?

After the inquiries were waved back by Miao Chuan one by one, a group of people spontaneously started the rest mode.

Even though it is midsummer, there is still a little bit of cool air around the back of the neck in the back of the mountain at night.How can you let go of this situation so easily.

When I was sitting around Yehua Penglai, I could smell the grass leaves rustling, and there was a distinctive breathing from the spirit puppet moving around, listening to the snorting, panting, blood and foam flying, accompanied by a step and a meal. Heavy trampling and life hanging by a thread, creaking and swaying ups and downs.

A group of disciples couldn't help but looked around at each other, and then looked at the depths of the dark mountain road together.