When Zhao Yisu disappeared from the mountain road just now, Jiang Yunchen immediately followed the direction. Li Hantian's teleportation technique uses the laws of space, and most people won't be able to notice it at all, let alone keeping up.
But Jiang Yunchen clearly noticed it and chased him all the way here.
Li Hantian dispersed his consciousness and looked at Jiang Yunchen condescendingly.
"Third-level cultivation, is this the legendary natural spirit?" He looked at it for a while, and suddenly raised his lips: "It turns out he is an old acquaintance. Forget it, what does everything in this world have to do with my old man?"
Li Hantian shook his head, and soon lost interest in Jiang Yunchen in the smell of delicious food, and withdrew his consciousness.
Jiang Yunchen stood in a row of lush woods, lost in thought.
Zhao Yisu's aura disappeared behind the woods, but he could not see his way clearly, which meant that someone had used advanced illusions in Fuxi Mountain.
Since this illusion can isolate the eighth-level master of Chengde Master, it can also isolate him from the current third-level cultivator.
It seems that Zhao Yisu rejected all the elders' solicitations and found a ninth-grade major cultivator on Fuxi Mountain.
Ninth-grade...Jiang Yunchen looked around the world. He had seen almost all ninth-grade monks on the mainland, but he had never heard that there were still alive ninth-grade monks on Fuxi Mountain.
That Daxiu had noticed him, and since he was not hostile to him, Jiang Yunchen temporarily gave up the idea of spying and turned around to leave.
Zhao Yisu turned around in the mustard space.
Li Hantian really loves food. After two years of taking care of his small vegetable field, it turned out to be quite large. All the fields and ridges are orderly and neat, and there are obvious footprints on the soil. It can be seen that he took care of the vegetable field by himself, without using spiritual energy.
This is really treating vegetable farming as a career.
The old man returned to his original nature and loved his countryside. It seemed that he was very satisfied with the gift Zhao Yisu gave him.
Next to the vegetable field is a simple kitchen, which looks like the most primitive village earth stove, plus a chimney and bellows, which is enough for Zhao Yisu.
She stir-fried four side dishes, and before leaving, she did not forget to redeem more seeds from the system mall and two fruit saplings, which were piled next to the field.
Anyway, if Li Hantian sees it, he will take care of it himself.
When she brought out the delicious food from the mustard space, Li Hantian couldn't wait any longer. He used his spiritual energy to sweep away the tray in her hand and ate it with his head down, looking very unsightly.
Zhao Yisu actually didn't quite understand. Other high-level overhauls had long since gone grain-free, believing that entering the body from grains and grains would damage the spirit body, but the smelly old man didn't care. He had an extraordinary greed for food.
Zhao Yisu took advantage of the fact that he was chewing a lot and was in a good mood, and ran to the back to give the old man a slap on the back in a very stupid way: "Are you satisfied? Time is tight and I can only cook these few dishes... I will go to the secret realm soon." After training, when my disciple comes out, I will treat you well."
Li Hantian had already finished all the dishes and drank the last sip of wine. He seemed to be unsatisfied: "Experience in the secret realm? Hier..."
He burped, and then continued: "With your skills as a three-legged cat, you are not afraid of being hammered to death by monsters when you go in."
Zhao Yisu: "..." Okay, I'm good, I deserve it.
Li Hantian moved her fingers, and a bamboo slip suddenly floated in front of her eyes: "This is the magic shadow skill created by me, Volume 1."
Zhao Yisu quickly grabbed it and glanced at it greedily: "Master, where is the next volume?"
Li Hantian: "You're only a third-grade person, but you still dare to covet the next volume, get lost——"
The familiar parabolic feeling came over me.
Zhao Yisu was thrown by the smelly old man several times. In the past, he only had to squat on his butt. Even if he was prepared in advance, it would only reduce the pain of the fall.
This time, when she was swept into the air by the spiritual energy, her feet moved slightly, and she felt that the wind boots suddenly held her up steadily with the help of the wind!
Zhao Yisu quickly found his balance in just a few seconds, riding on the sound of wind, whizzing away, flying dozens of miles in the blink of an eye: "Good shoes!"
Li Hantian's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the pair of shoes with his consciousness, showing appreciation: "The ninetieth floor is the ninetyth floor. If you get these shoes, you will be considered as a girl who has not wasted..."
He lit up the mustard seed space, and as soon as he entered, he saw all kinds of new seeds piled next to the vegetable field.
There was a faint smile in his cloudy eyes: "Smelly girl, you are quite sensible."
Zhao Yisu was wearing Windwalker and had already leaped into the sky.
She used to be able to fly, but it was forbidden to fly on the main road of Fuxi Mountain, and she didn't have a special flying weapon, so she didn't have the pleasure of swimming in the sky as freely as she does today.
When she stepped into the sky and saw the afterglow of the setting sun in her eyes, she couldn't help but feel impassioned in her heart - no wonder everyone wants to cultivate immortality. This wantonness, I'm afraid she will never have the chance to feel it as a mortal!
Nature has used uncanny craftsmanship to create this magnificent scene, and Zhao Yisu's red clothes blend into the scene, creating a vivid red outline on Fuxi Mountain.
She took advantage of the excitement and flew away without realizing that she had jumped too high, and at some point she stepped out of Fuxi Mountain's protective formation.
As she flew farther and farther, somewhere in a mountain col, a monk suddenly opened his eyes——
"Divine magic weapon!"
This monk has been meditating for an unknown amount of time. His whole body is buried in dead leaves. His voice is hoarse, his beard and hair are tangled, and his appearance cannot be seen clearly. From his body to his breathing, he is almost integrated with the surrounding environment. He is like a chameleon, spitting out messages in the dark night. Son, it is frightening.
Only one pair of eyes showed extreme greed.
This person spread out his spiritual consciousness and flew forward chasing the spiritual energy...
That's right, it smells like a divine magic weapon! And there are two!
The greed in this man's eyes became even stronger. He picked up a ball of magic in his palm, looked in the direction of Zhao Yisu and threw it fiercely: "Third-grade minor cultivator, go to hell!"
The moment the spell was thrown, he seemed to have seen the divine magic weapon fall into his bag.
Unexpectedly, the spiritual energy in the distance rippled slightly, and before his spell hit Zhao Yisu, she had already disappeared in the air!
"One of them turned out to be a divine flying magic weapon..."
The man looked around and found that Zhao Yisu had completely disappeared.
The greed in his eyes has turned to madness: "Hmph, a third-grade female cultivator from Fuxi Mountain... she overestimates her abilities and dares to possess a god-level magic weapon. They are all mine! They are mine!"
