My eldest brother loves to grow flowers

Luo Yang stepped on the magic weapon with his hands behind his back, and jumped over ten thousand green hills under his feet.After leaving the sect, they rushed all the way south to this remote place non-stop, and the aura around him became thinner and paler at a visible speed, which made him quite uncomfortable when he was used to the strong aura of the sect.

At this moment, he couldn't help doubting the words of the ten elders. How could there be a fairyland in such a barren corner where no birds can lay eggs?

The green peaks are taller than the other, and they pass through the cracks of several mountains. On the way, they pass the small town, where there are endless noises of hawking and shouting.

Hearing that Luo Yang frowned, it was so dirty and noisy, where ordinary people walked everywhere, would there really be monks living around here?If there is, it is estimated that he looks like a philistine villain, and he will not be on the stage.

"Young Sect Master, don't worry, we'll be there soon." Ten Elders keenly noticed Luo Yang's faint impatience, and stroked his beard and smiled.

"Ah."

After passing the small town, and passing through several overlapping peaks, the trail of the magic weapon flew through the cracks.

Just as the impatience in Luo Yang's heart rose rapidly, he heard the voice of the ten elders beside him: "Young Sect Master, look."

Looking along the point pointed by the ten elders, one can only see the beautiful mountain peak hidden among the mountains, surrounded by fairy mist and colorful lights, and behind it, there is a fairy waterfall that seems to come from the sky, hanging down in mid-air, like a beautiful mountain. A fairyland on earth in a paradise.

Except for the ten elders, everyone stared at the beautiful scenery in the distance in a daze.

In particular, Luo Yang was stunned. He once went with his father to visit the main sect in the central region where there are many powerful sects.There were several spiritual veins buried under the main sect, and the spiritual energy was so viscous that it almost rained, so much that he couldn't absorb so much spiritual energy, and the vibration made his veins ache faintly.

And the scene ahead, even the main sect is far inferior to it!

The spiritual veins on the main sect's side were buried squarely, and the monsters and beasts in the flowers, plants, trees and all directions couldn't adapt to the sudden increase in spiritual energy, so although the beauty was beautiful, it was a bit less natural.

In front of this so-called boundary of Lingyumen, I feel relaxed and happy at a glance, obviously everything has long been used to staying here for a long time.Therefore, this spiritual vein either grew naturally, or it had been buried for at least ten years.

In view of the information they received, Lingyu Sect had no power and power, and they themselves had no ability to dig out the spirit veins and bury them here, so the spirit veins must have grown out by themselves.

In the land of the Southern Territory, where spiritual energy is barren, the possibility of natural growth of spiritual veins is very small, but it is not impossible.I don't know how much virtue the ancestors of this Lingyumen have accumulated to obtain such a spiritual vein.

Putting away the magic weapon, a group of people stepped on the boundary of spiritual energy.

Luo Yang didn't even look at the dilapidated stone tablet engraved with the Lingyu Gate standing at the boundary, he stepped in directly, and the dense mist of spiritual energy rushed towards his face, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Comfortable.

In fact, he has always been upset that the so-called favored sons of the main sect have such a good cultivation environment despite their lack of aptitude and talent, while he can only shrink back to a small place like the Southern Region.

If it wasn't for the fact that his place of cultivation is not as good, how could he be able to build a foundation?

But now it's different, this place is tailor-made for him!It was God who took pity on him, gave him a gift, and helped him.

After planning a suitable place to live today, dismissing the group of idlers from Lingyumen, tomorrow they will pick up their belongings and live here, and practice hard every day, how can he be inferior to the group of people in the Central Region?

The tenth elder said: "Young Sect Master, do we have to go straight up the mountain to meet the people from Lingyumen?"

After stepping on the green and lush weeds moistened by spiritual energy, Luo Yang waved his hands. At this moment, he was not in a hurry: "No problem, I just came here. I'm not familiar with it yet. Go up slowly and look around as a pastime."

After finishing speaking, Luo Yang walked up the mountain as if he was inspecting his own backyard.

The disciples accompanying him were overjoyed when they heard the words, even if Luo Yang came to Lingyumen, they were all so surprised, let alone them.This is the first time they know that there is a land in the world that can have so much aura!

They are like hungry wolves who have been hungry for a few days and suddenly see a mountain of food. Even though they are enduring the pain of their muscles and veins, they still want to absorb spiritual energy crazily and greedily. enough.You know, staying here for a while, the spiritual energy has been absorbed much more than what they used to practice in the sect for more than ten days!

On the way up the mountain, I saw some elixir of one or two grades. This is the case when there is more spiritual energy, and many elixir are born. If they are kept for a few hundred years, they may grow into three or four grades, and they can still be useful.

However, their sect does not lack these elixir, Luo Yang shook his head while watching, "We will send disciples to pull out these elixir tomorrow, staying here will consume spiritual energy for nothing."

"Ok."

Cultivators are not like ordinary people without cultivation. For ordinary people, it takes half a day to travel, but for them, it only takes an hour or two.

The exhaustion quickly dissipated under the nourishment of spiritual energy. Not long after, Luo Yang and his party came to the middle of the mountain.In the beginning, the aura was too strong, which made his veins feel a little uncomfortable, but now the entire Danhai filled with aura is abundant, and he even has the illusion that he is going to be promoted.

Just as before, when he lifted his foot forward, the tip of his toe touched something invisible, it sank first, and then bounced back softly.

Luo Yang's sanity immersed in spiritual energy made him suddenly sober.

He stretched out his foot again, but just like the first time, he was softly pushed back by an invisible force.

"what is this?!"

When the ten elders saw this, a wisp of spiritual energy emerged from their fingertips and struck forward.I saw that spiritual energy collided with the invisible barrier, sank deep in, and then flicked back, hitting the tenth elder.

The tenth elder quickly turned his head, and the wisp of spiritual energy hit the tree trunk directly behind him.

The white eyebrows were furrowed tightly, the ten elders pondered for a moment, and said solemnly: "Formation."

"Formation?" Luo Yang's tone changed: "You said this is a formation?!"

"How is it possible? How could there be people here?"

As we all know, there are tens of thousands of ways of cultivation in the realm of comprehension, but many ways are not easy to enter, and innate talents are extremely needed.

For example, Array Cultivator, Talisman Cultivator, Dan Cultivator, Artifact Refiner, Art Cultivator, Beast Companion Master, Sound Cultivator, Puppet Master, etc.People who can practice these ways, let alone their own aptitude, but anyone who can get started is one in a million.

Even in their sect with tens of thousands of disciples, they couldn't find one suitable for cultivating formations, and they unexpectedly encountered such a formation here.

But if this formation belonged to Lingyumen, and it was laid out by Lingyumen, with the identity of a formation cultivator here, how could they hide here? !

Luo Yang's mind was in chaos, and he frantically recalled all the related matters of Lingyumen that he had seen before.Yes, it is impossible to go wrong!Isn't Lingyumen a small sect with only twelve members?

The tenth elder said: "Young Sect Master, don't worry. In my opinion, it may not necessarily be a formation. After all, there are many magic weapons that can protect themselves, and can also create the illusion of a formation."

But this kind of protective magic weapon is generally extremely rare, but at this moment, this statement is obviously much more reliable than Lingyumen's array cultivation.

"Generally, the area covered by this kind of magic weapon is not very large. Let's go around the outside and see if there is another way to go up the mountain."

"Okay." Luo Yang's face softened slightly.

After all, if it weren't for the magic weapon, judging from the area covered by this film, it would be equivalent to the other sect's mountain protection array.I dare not think at all, if this is really a formation, how high should this formation be, but it is in the Central Territory, and it is an existence that is admired by thousands of people!How could it be possible to nest here? !

Leaving aside the fact that there is such a person in Lingyumen, even if it is just an acquaintance, if there is a slight connection, it will not be unknown in the cultivation world.

The invisible membrane was round, and Fang Chu walked a dozen steps along the way, and a spiritual energy came leisurely towards them from the far side of the mountain.

The aura is undisguised, generous.

Everyone's hearts froze, someone!

Luo Yang and the ten elders looked at each other, and they saw their own thoughts in each other's eyes. Who else could appear here except from Lingyumen?

Everyone was on alert, staring intently at the aura.

It's just very strange that the aura is like a dead thing, and it doesn't have the ups and downs of the aura at all like a monk.

Getting closer.

coming!

Everyone looked in that direction, and saw a person walking out of the dense forest with a bamboo basket on his back.The elegant sky blue long gown is drawn across the grass leaves, and the layers of snow-colored inner clothes are closed to the top. The only bright color on the body is the slender wisteria on the shoulders.

Clearly still holding a small medicine hoe stained with mud in his hand, carrying a basket made by ordinary people on his back, walking among the mud, trees and grass leaves, but without any air of the world, just like a fairy strolling leisurely.

After digging up two elixir plants, Rong Huai, who was on his way home, was also slightly taken aback when he saw so many monks in front of him.Lingyumen is located in a remote place, not to mention monks, even ordinary people seldom step in.

Among the group, the ten elders had the most experience, and he was the first to react.Most of the monks are not bad in appearance, and the ten elders are getting older, and when they smile, they will be kind and friendly.

The heavy brocade on his shoulders was full of disdain. Although he often stayed near Wuyahai, he could tell good and bad at a glance for monks.This old man, with cloudy and impure eyes, looks like a villain full of scheming.

The ten elders took a step forward: "Little friend, are you from Lingyumen?"

Rong Huai returned a salute, and said politely: "Wan Sheng is the elder brother of Lingyumen." He glanced at the group of people behind the ten elders again: "Who are you?"

The tenth elder stroked his beard, invisible revealing the coercion of his golden core stage, while secretly observing Rong Huai carefully, he said with a smile: "I am the tenth elder of Luo Chengmen, and the person next to me is our young suzerain."

Facing Rong Huai's gaze, Luo Yang suddenly withdrew his gaze, straightened his clothes, and nodded: "I am the young suzerain of Luo Chengmen, Luo Yang."

Rong Huai's face was still gentle: "Rong Huai."

Then he looked at the Tenth Elder again: "Everyone came here from a long distance, what's the matter?"

After reporting his background, the Tenth Elder saw that Rong Huai's face hadn't changed at all, and his heart sank slightly.Did the eldest disciple of Lingyumen not have heard of Luo Chengmen's reputation, or did they not take them seriously at all?

In the end, the ten elders had a lot of thoughts in their hearts, but their faces were still kind: "We are all in the southern region, so we are neighbors. We communicate with each other, so we can take care of them in the future. It was our negligence in the past, and we never found the opportunity to come here. So today I brought a special gift to visit your sect."

Here the ten elders were talking, and the young master of that shitty sect had his disgusting gaze stuck to Rong Huai from the very beginning, and he didn't move away once.Wisteria clung to the Lingshi in disgust, tsk, the one with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, so ugly, dare to come out and make a fool of yourself.

"Thanks to your kindness, we are always guests from afar. If you don't mind, can you go sit on the mountain?"

idiot!

Hearing Rong Huai's invitation, Chong Jin wished he could throw a spirit stone on Rong Huai's face and wake up this idiot who is gentle and gentle to everyone.

If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, there is no one here with a good heart.The group of cultivated people on the mountain jumped up and down like a monkey all day long, and they didn't know where to go to spend their days.You have no cultivation, it's fine if you don't refuse, and you dare to lure wolves into the house?

"Excuse me." The ten elders who got what they wanted smiled even deeper.

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