Dragons farming in the realm of self-cultivation

The day before Lu Xihou formed a team at Lingyang Academy and set off to participate in the academy league, he almost woke up. Come back.

He opened his eyes, and the sky was just full of rays of light, reflecting everything red.

This world is so clear in his eyes, like washing with water.

The morning? Breeze blows over, with a pleasant? Spiritual grass fragrance.

This? Everything slowly unfolded in his eyes like a scroll. Lu Xihou hadn't felt so happy for a long time. He stretched himself a bit, turned his head subconsciously, and saw Sui Han sitting not far away.

"Brother!" Lu Xihou yelled with a smile, and waved his hands, "I'm done, let's go back."

Sui Han took a deep look at him, and that look was a little? Smiling, and a little? Reluctantly, he shook his head, "You don't feel it? Do you feel something wrong?"

Lu Xihou touched his own body, but didn't feel anything strange.

"What's wrong??"

Sui Han smiled and shook his head, opened his hands, but his voice became hoarse, "Come on, hug one first."

Immediately, Lu Xihou didn't bother to ask, he rushed forward and hugged him.

The two chests bumped into each other, making a dull sound.

The heartbeats of the two hearts in the chest gradually became consistent and resonated.

Sui Han tightly wrapped Lu Xihou in his arms, and kissed his hair.

This hug was too tight and hot, Lu Xihou felt weird.

He reached out and rubbed Sui Han's back, and asked strangely: "What's the matter?"

Kissed by Sui Han? His hair twitched, "You have an epiphany, have an epiphany? Nine days."

"Impossible!" Lu Xihou almost jumped up, "You lied to me? How come nine days have passed?"

As he spoke, he looked around, and his eyes fell on the place where he was sitting just now.

There was a shallow puddle of mud, and the shapes of the buttocks and thighs were particularly distinct.

The mud pit is bare, the soil inside is black and shiny, but the sides are full of grass, which looks very strange.

"..."

"Really?" Lu Xihou patted his head in disbelief, "There is no Jiazi in the mountains, has it been a thousand years?"

Sui Han took a deep breath: "You must not retreat for so long."

"Hahahaha no way? I don't have the qualifications to retreat for so long." Lu Xihou smirked twice, and comforted him, "There is no tradition of retreat in our family."

Sui Han hugged him for a while before letting him go, "What did you gain from this retreat?"

"Have you harvested it?"

Lu Xihou was stunned?

When I looked around just now, I felt that what I saw was very clear, and every detail of everything must be revealed.But his mind was on Sui Han, and he didn't look carefully.

Now look again, the color of the surrounding? Spirit Grass is mottled, darker and lighter. Although they are all green, they are completely different green.

Lu Xihou took a closer look, and soon realized that it wasn't that the green was completely different, but that he saw something deeper through the surface of the spirit grass!

Like Reiki?

Wait? Wait?, how can he see the Aura??

Lu Xihou instantly realized this abnormality.

next moment.

Boom?

Lu Xihou felt in a trance that his consciousness was booming, and countless things rushed into his mind, and before he even had time to react, he instinctively turned into a dragon.

"Moo-"

With a long whistle, Lu Xihou's clothes fell off, and he turned into a little white dragon and flew into the sky.

Sui Han subconsciously tried to pull him, but only touched his warm, cool and slippery body, and didn't pull him at all.

Lu Xihou yelled again.

The dragon's body grew rapidly, and it grew bigger as it flew up.

He flew? More than ten meters high, the dragon body became more than ten meters long?.

The changes haven't stopped, they're still going on.

Soon, his dragon body was winding for hundreds of meters, and his body was as thick as a river.

The jade-white scales are dyed a light orange under the glow of the morning glow.

Beautiful and mighty.

Sui Han's heart twitched, and his face changed instantly.

He threw the flying sword, Yujian turned ninety degrees, and chased after Lu Xihou.

Lu Xihou fell into that kind of mysterious and mysterious realm again.

Other things in the world faded away in his mind, only the piece of spiritual grass below stood out.

He seems to have absorbed it from spiritual grass? What.

This kind of absorption made him feel extremely comfortable, even a little buoyant.

He subconsciously released his spiritual power, covering it evenly in the piece of spiritual grass underneath.

When he was spreading his spiritual power, Sui Han happened to arrive in front of his head.

A large amount of spiritual power rushed out like rain and fog, falling to the bottom.

This piece of spiritual power is not violent, on the contrary it is very gentle.

Sui Han was also bathed in spiritual energy.

This spiritual power made him feel very comfortable. I wonder if it was because he and Lu Xihou were lovers? He was not rejected at all.

Sui Han opened his eyes and looked carefully.

Even though Lu Xihou turned into a dragon body, the expression on his face was still very calm, even a little peaceful.

That means? He was not in danger.

Sui Han heaved a sigh of relief, and didn't rush up any more, just stopped in mid-air not too far away, waiting for Lu Xihou's next move.

The difference on their side was so obvious that it alarmed the people in the City Lord's Mansion and Lingyang College. Many monks in Lingyang City sensed the movement here and flew over to join in the fun.

Soon, the bottom gathered? A small group of people.

Fortunately, Lingtian is their private land, and no one sets foot on this land without their invitation.

Lin Jingyun came a bit late. When he and the gentlemen from Lingyang City arrived, Lu Xihou had already turned into a dragon and had been spreading spiritual power down the ground for a long time.

Lin Jingyun Yujian came to Sui Han's side, suppressed his voice and asked: "Young master, are you awake now? How could it be like this?"

"I don't know. He even said a few words to me after he woke up, and then he turned into a dragon."

Several gentlemen from Lingyang College looked at them in unison.

Lu Linchun frowned and said, "Lu Xihou has never seen this kind of situation before. It doesn't matter if it takes so long to realize it. Why do you still spread spiritual power to the bottom as soon as you wake up?"

Jian Wei took a deep breath, "Others? I don't know, anyway, I only saw him as a dragon."

Sui Han said: "Xiao Hou doesn't have pain? Emotions."

"It's not certain." The Dean of the Academy of History next to him said worriedly, "It is recorded in ancient books that some monks communicated with the mysteries of heaven and earth, and the communication was too deep, and gradually became a part of the way of heaven. Is it?. They were peaceful when they disbanded."

Sui Han heard that all the white-haired sweats came out?

He was about to say something when Lin Jingyun suddenly called out from the side, "Look!"

This? A voice startled everyone, everyone looked down in the direction of his finger.

I saw the bottom? All the vegetation began to squirm and grow wildly?.

They grew so fast that they overflowed the entire spiritual field like water coming out.

Just now, I could still see the dark soil under the spiritual grass, but in the blink of an eye, the entire spiritual field was densely packed with greenery.

This scene even made the monks present feel a little scared.

"Unbelievable!"

"What's going on? What happened? How did the spirit grass survive?"

"Dean Jane? What do you think?"

Almost at the same time, the crowd became noisy.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, unheard of this scene.

The morning sun rose slowly, shining on everyone, and also on the spiritual plants below.

The spirit grass and spirit tree underneath have grown to a height of about Zhang Zhang, and the grass and trees are intertwined and wrapped, forming a huge green blanket.

Maybe it's the growth? When it reaches the limit, they no longer continue to grow upwards, but spread in all directions.

There are layers of branches and leaves underneath, and the man-made field ridges are completely invisible. If anyone sees this scene for the first time, they may think that this place itself is a virgin forest.

"Look there!"

Suddenly there was a sound.

Everyone looked down and soon saw a different place in Lingtian.

Those are formations!

The edge of the formation lit up? Faint? Light.

The green plants inside are growing slowly, not as fast as the other green plants, but it hasn't stopped.

It squirmed and struggled, green leaves slowly grew out one by one, and the stems became thicker and taller, forcing the formation to gradually expand.

There are a hundred such formations, large and small.

Originally, there was a distance between the formations, but as they grew, the formations quickly came together.

The thin? spiritual power film squeezes the spiritual power film, in the sun, like soap bubbles being blown out one by one, radiant.

They have no space to extend and can only grow upwards.

"It's the Vein Grass."

Jane Wei said.

"Is this the legendary continuation vein grass?"

"Oh my god, are there a hundred live succulents here?"

"Look, Vein Grass is blooming?!"

This kind of precious spiritual grass, many cultivators will never have the chance to see one in their lifetime, but at this moment, there is a large piece of it planted in the spiritual field below!

These succulents are full of sunlight, dew, and spiritual power, and they grow up with all their gritting teeth.

They first grew out of a flower bud the size of a grain of rice, and then the bud grew rapidly, and the petals broke through the outer calyx, revealing the pink edge.

Many monks even heard a slight "boo" sound.

The petals break free from the calyx completely and bloom in full bloom.

The heavy, double-petalled?pink sycamores bloom on stalks, swaying in the wind.

One, two, three...

One hundred stalks, each of which bloomed several flowers.

The flowers swayed with the wind, and if the monks scanned with their spiritual sense, they could find countless tiny pollen flying in the air, falling from one flower to another.

The flowers are still growing? They are at their most brilliant, and then slowly begin to wither.

The ovary in the center of the flower expands and slowly produces seeds.

The seed coat turns from green to yellow, and the seeds grow and fall from the branches one after another.

The process of "growth" of the succulent grass appears in just a few minutes. They sprout leaves, sprout, bloom, and bear fruit... If the spiritual power continues to replenish, they may age, wither, or continue to grow?, long? Become a monster, give birth to wisdom.

The "growth" process of plants has given "inspiration" to countless monks.

Many? Watching? Monks seem to have caught? Something.

They want to meditate on the spot to digest, but they are afraid that they will miss the more exciting pictures in the future.

Among them, Jian Wei should belong to the category with the most rewards.

As a planter, he has never clearly felt the whole process of plant growth and breeding like this moment.

He even vaguely touched the ultimate mystery of plant growth.

He thought about it carefully, intending to remember this feeling well and reflect on it later.

He opened his eyes, and the veins below were still growing. They shed a round of seeds, but jointed again, and it seemed that they were about to undergo a new round of flowering and fruiting.

not good!

Jian Wei's complexion suddenly changed?

He blurted out, "The spiritual power is out of control?!"

"Quick, stop him!"

While he was speaking, Sui Han had already started to move, and flew to the front of the dragon head as fast as lightning, "Little waiter, stop!"

Lin Jingyun was also flying upwards, roaring as he flew, "Little Hou Lu, your spiritual power is about to be drained!"

The voices of the two resounded in the sky.

"Is it from Budu Temple? The lion roars."

Someone whispered below? Said.

The huge dragon head in front of them seemed to have heard their words, and slowly opened its eyes.