The Immortal Spiritual Picture

If this is true, it would be interesting.

Hua Wu, the senior sister, and his junior brother, are not real disciples of the Mahayana sect, they are all self-proclaimed.

It is funny to think about it.

However, Hua Wu has fallen for three hundred years. Even if he can successfully refine the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill, it is unknown whether this thing is useful or whether she can be successfully resurrected.

Gu Changhuan walked slowly on the street, always feeling a little strange.

After returning to the hill where he lived, Gu Changhuan set up a ban and put the various high-level spiritual medicine seeds he bought in the spiritual liquid, preparing to let these seeds germinate in the spiritual liquid first, and then transplant them into the soil.

This matter is simple to say, and it is not difficult to do, but because they are all seeds of high-level spiritual medicines, it takes at least ten or eight years for these seeds to germinate. These seeds can wake up from their slumber and start to germinate after absorbing enough spiritual energy.

After doing this, Gu Changhuan looked at the gift Wu Qi gave him.

In addition to the spiritual medicine seeds that have been soaked in spiritual liquid, there are also several pieces of spiritual ink of good quality.

Gu Changhuan took out a piece of spiritual ink casually. He looked at the spiritual ink in front of him and suddenly fell into deep thought.

After a while, he put the spiritual ink aside, took out an eighth-level medium-quality spiritual talisman pen and animal skin, and prepared to start drawing talismans.

For cultivators, a day passed in the blink of an eye. Fei Han has been running back and forth for almost two years. Now he is back to his own territory and has a good sleep. When he sees the sun again the next day, he feels very wonderful.

Thinking that he will see his friends soon, his mood will inevitably rise to a higher level.

He took two jars of spiritual wine from the treasure house of the Merchant Alliance and left the Merchant Alliance.

Even if he encountered cultivators fighting and making trouble along the way, it did not affect his good mood.

At the same time, Gu Changhuan was already sitting quietly in the teahouse opposite the City Lord's Mansion.

He and Feihan agreed to meet in front of the City Lord's Mansion. Now there is less than half an hour left before the agreed time. Isn't Feihan late?

Gu Changhuan lowered his head and thought so. In his peripheral vision, he saw Feihan striding over with two wine jars.

Gu Changhuan couldn't help but smile.

It seems that Feihan and Chen Ye are really good friends.

Feihan didn't see Gu Changhuan in front of the City Lord's Mansion. Just as he was about to look around, his spiritual sense first noticed that Gu Changhuan came out of a nearby teahouse.

Gu Changhuan jumped up a few steps and passed through the grass, mountains and waters, and came to the door of the City Lord's Mansion surrounded by a natural landscape.

Seeing Feihan, Gu Changhuan bowed,

"Brother Fei is so punctual."

Feihan smiled and responded,

"Isn't it the same for Brother Gu?"

Here, Gu Changhuan turned his eyes to the City Lord's Mansion and then looked at Feihan.

The whole view of the City Lord's Mansion cannot be seen from the outside, because the entire City Lord's Mansion is covered by high walls and protected by formations. Unless they break through by force, outsiders cannot see the scenery inside the City Lord's Mansion.

Gu Changhuan had never seen Chen Ye before, and there was no friendship between them. This door-opening matter must fall on Feihan.

Feihan was not vague either. He took a few big steps to the front door of the City Lord's Mansion, and then waved his hand. A loud "clang--" sounded, spreading hundreds of meters around.

How rude!

Gu Changhuan thought so, standing several meters behind Feihan.

I don't know if it was because there were not enough people in the City Lord's Mansion. Feihan made such a big noise and spiritual fluctuations. After ten breaths, the door and formation of the City Lord's Mansion did not show any signs of being opened. ŴŴŴ.

This made Gu Changhuan a little confused.

But seeing that Feihan looked normal, he patiently followed and continued to wait.

Just when Gu Changhuan thought they would have to wait for another ten breaths, the gate of the City Lord's Mansion was suddenly opened. After a gust of cold wind swept past, Fei Han and Gu Changhuan disappeared.

At the same time, on the other side, Gu Changhuan felt the abundant Yin spirit energy around him and smacked his lips slightly.

With such a thick Yin spirit energy, if someone died here, the chance of becoming a ghost cultivator would be much higher.

Could this also be one of the means used by Chen Ye to revive his Taoist partner?

As Gu Changhuan thought so, his spiritual sense swept through the dark fog nearby. At this moment, the surrounding black fog seemed to have its own consciousness, dispersing to both sides like a tide, revealing a stone road with various low-level spiritual herbs growing in the gap.

Gu Changhuan looked forward and found Fei Han not far in front of him and raised his eyebrows.

"Don't be surprised, brother Gu. Chen Ye is just like that. It's hard for him to get along with unfamiliar people quickly."

Probably worried that Gu Changhuan would have a bad impression of Chen Ye, Fei Han walked a few steps towards Gu Changhuan and explained.

Gu Changhuan naturally wouldn't care about this little thing. Just now when he was swept by the cold wind outside the door, he didn't resist because he didn't notice the murderous intent and malice. Otherwise, even if he had just entered the disintegration not long ago, he wouldn't be so easily shaken by a gust of cold wind.

Gu Changhuan nodded in understanding, then looked forward and said:

"It's okay, I understand."

Fei Han felt relieved after hearing this, and then led the way. After seven turns and eight turns, Gu Changhuan and Fei Han came to a palace.

Gu Changhuan looked around and found that the details of the construction were very exquisite, as if there was a background.

But he didn't ask much, just followed Fei Han up the steps and entered the palace.

Compared to the gloomy atmosphere outside the palace, the atmosphere inside the palace is very peaceful. There are even some cute little furry animals that don't look very smart but are very cute sleeping in various corners of the palace.

Gu Changhuan's expression softened when he saw this.

However, he looked around and didn't see anyone from Shen Ye.

Fei Han walked towards the back of the palace without stopping, followed by Gu Changhuan.

Unexpectedly, the back hall is not a bedroom, but a place for guests.

Fei Han and Gu Changhuan just arrived at the back hall, and saw a young man with unshaven beard and lifeless eyes walking down the stairs.

Good guy, this is what a living widower looks like.

It seems that the relationship between the Lord of Shen Ye and his Taoist partner is really good, maybe just like He Rong and Luo Yan.

Gu Changhuan thought so and couldn't help but take another look.