The giant tree is more than a thousand feet tall, reaching straight into the sky. Nine intertwined tree roots firmly grasp the earth. The trunk is stronger than gold and stone and is light purple in color. The bark is smooth and delicate without a trace of wrinkles.
The branches and leaves on the top are sparse and nine branches are winding. The tree pieces grow alternately, with a green color and a shape like a awn.
Flowers are blooming sparsely among the branches. The edges of the deep purple petals are rolled with two circles of gold threads, and the golden stamens are filled with aura.
As time goes by, the dense spiritual energy gathers around the giant tree, creating a spectacle of spiritual energy turning into silk threads!
Yan Ci knows a thing or two about the treasure of the cave. But seeing the extraordinary simplicity of Luoyin Cave, I couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed. On the other hand, the little beast's face was full of joy, looking up at the tree crown, its long tail flicking back and forth. Yan Ci felt more and more bored. He grabbed the little beast and turned back to the altar. His spiritual thoughts suddenly looked into the void, and the green light enveloped his body and disappeared again.
The gentle breeze blows, the green bamboos stir up the green waves, and the mountains are filled with pure and elegant charm.
Yan Ci has always been unable to break through the bottleneck of Yuemingshu's transformation stage, so he plans to take the little beast back to the garden to seek another opportunity. He digs out the elixirs from the mountain one by one and transplants them near the giant tree in Luoyinzhu Cave, leaving the little beast alone in the cave. Play. After everything was sorted out, he held his sword in the air and fled upstream along the weak water river.
Bid farewell to the dark and humid environment of the dry fog forest and meander along the water, encountering several batches of half-dead fog beasts along the way. Yan Ci picked things up all the way and struggled for nearly half a month before returning to Dicui Mountain, exhausted. He washed away the dust, lay down on the couch with his limbs limp, and fell asleep on the pillow.
After sleeping until about three o'clock in the morning, Yan Ci faintly heard the sound of banging, which shook the mountain. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and listened carefully. It was surprising that someone was tapping the door bar impatiently. Yan Ci quickly stood up and hurriedly put on her clothes and shoes. The knocking on the door continued, and the sound became extremely rhythmic.
Yan Ci rolled his eyes and cursed secretly that the person who came here would never give up until he achieved his goal. Outside the door, there was a girl in green clothes with a plain face, who looked like a clear lotus emerging from the water, but her face looked like she was holding her breath and feeling angry.
Nightingale! Yan Ci felt guilty for no reason. Before he could ask any questions, Nightingale frowned and kicked him over. Yan Ci dodged and hid, feeling unhappy in his heart, thinking to himself that people say anger hurts the liver, but I wonder how Nightingale, a tigress, came to practice Taoism? Yan Ci sighed with a bitter look on his face, "Senior Sister Ye, what's the point of this?" Nightingale kicked the air and almost twisted her waist. As her anger grew, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Go ask that damn fat guy Luo Mu!" Ci smiled bitterly and said: "It's almost what happened last year. Why haven't you calmed down yet? Besides, I can't blame you for this matter. It was the little fat guy who just talked nonsense." Nightingale said bitterly: "Who told you not to explain clearly? That’s where you fan the flames of evil!”
Yan Ci invited Nightingale to sit down, and generously poured two and a half cups of the spirit wine given by Li Luotang. He held half of the cup to Nightingale with both hands and said, "My little brother has always been a clumsy mouth, and I can't fan the wind, let alone light the fire." Nightingale. With disdain in his eyes, he casually smashed a paper dumpling over.
The paper was crumpled, and several lines of ugly handwriting, like spring snakes and autumn earthworms, read: "I cherish the short sunset outside the court, I love you so much, and I think of you alone. The small window is empty, and the sweet words are hidden, and the orioles and butterflies sleep in the spring flowers." "
Yan Ci was confused. This seemed to be the tone of a playboy teasing a decent woman, but he really didn't know the meaning behind it.
Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly realized that the first words of the four lines of the poem were linked together as "deeply in love with Xiaoying", and Yan Ci couldn't help but spit out a sip of wine.
Nightingale looked on with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "It's wretched and trivial. If you don't confess, I will destroy you immediately."
Yan Ci never believed that this evil guest could really destroy him, but he absolutely believed that Nightingale had the courage to do something violent here, so he said sarcastically: "Pastor Luo's brother is illiterate, but he likes to fake love. He must be taking advantage of others' rudeness." It was done to fill the scene and is purely coincidental."
Nightingale's red lips curled up into a sneer, and she said solemnly: "The damn fat man couldn't stand the punches. He already confessed obediently, saying that the ghost-drawing talisman was his hand, and it was the inspiration inspired by his junior brother!"
Yan Ci was dumbfounded and secretly scolded Luo Mu for being unjust. Now it was useless to retaliate and he could only go to the dark side. Then he said: "The fat man lost all his face in Wanji Tower that day. I waited for my kindness to comfort him before I started talking nonsense. Who knew that guy would be wrong? I hope that Senior Sister will not remember the villain's fault and spare his life so as not to slander him." Got these delicate hands."
Nightingale gently shook the wine glass, and a well-placed smile appeared on her face.
Everyone can say cruel things, but he is afraid of cruel people who don't say anything. When Yan Ci saw this smile for the first time, he truly realized what it meant to feel a tingle in his heart.
This matter can be big or small, there is a huge difference between admiring each other and teasing a girl. If some rumors spread, not to mention Luo Mu will be skinned and refined, he will not be able to live with it either.
Nightingale's ability to scare people has never been improved. She slowly stood up and took small and elegant steps in the room. Yan Ci felt like a deer, not knowing how to deal with this tigress.
Nightingale said with a half-smile, "Junior brother can't protect himself but still intercedes for others. How righteous!"
Yan Ci laughed and laughed in a dilemma, secretly thinking that this girl didn't come to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and she was just looking for trouble. He said with a mournful face: "If Senior Sister has any mission, Yan will do her best to help. Aren't you afraid of going crazy by pretending like this? ?”
Nightingale finally couldn't help laughing. She leaned on the wooden table and laughed until her branches trembled. People say that a woman is beautiful when she smiles without showing her teeth, but Nightingale smiled so much that even her back molars were exposed.
When Yan Ci was granted amnesty, he secretly thought that this girl was indeed a drunkard who didn't care about drinking.
Nightingale has a lively temperament, neither pretentious nor groveling. Even if she wants something from others, she will wait for others to take the bait.
For example, Yan Ci was willing to be the one who was taken advantage of. If Nightingale would never let go of the past, he would be willing to abandon his loyalty and pull out Luo Mu, cut off his hands, cut off his tongue, or even cut off something he wanted to cause trouble.
However, Nightingale's purpose was simpler than this. She found Songyun Marten again on the west side of Luojia Mountain. This mink was extremely slippery and escaped twice. Nightingale was unwilling to give up, and when she was looking for help, Luo Mu happened to create an opportunity for her. She smiled and said: "Once Songyun Diao gets it, I will never pursue this matter again."
Yan Ci had always been on tenterhooks, worried that Nightingale might be in danger and needed her services. When she heard about it, she promised her with all her heart, and did not forget to flatter her: "Sister, you are really magnanimous. The conditions are so simple."
Nightingale glanced at him with her wonderful eyes and said leisurely: "Junior brother, if you feel relaxed, there is something else..."
Yan Ci hurriedly asked: "Yan made a huge promise, don't know when to set off?" Nightingale pursed her lips and teased: "Junior brother is in a hurry, we can set off in three days."
After saying that, the pear vortex sank slightly, and he picked up the wine glass with his jade fingers and took a sip. He said in surprise: "Hey, this wine has rich fruit aroma and sweet flavor. You can feel the spiritual energy fumigating after just one sip. What a good wine it is?"
Yan Ci said: "Begonia is drunk with Japanese wine."
The nightingale was horrified when she heard this, and exclaimed: "I'm going to die, you idiot. I heard that you will get drunk as soon as you drink this wine, and you won't wake up until half a month."
Yan Ci narrowed his eyes and said angrily: "Who spread this rumor to you? You really deserve to be scolded!"
Nightingale said: "Elder Li Luotang is good at brewing this wine. Of course his grandson Li Yedi said so."
This girl was always asking for things, and I was afraid that Li Yesi was exhausted from dealing with them, so she boldly used words to deceive her. Yan Ci couldn't explain it, so he said casually: "Oh, Elder Li's brew will certainly make you drunk after one drink, but Yan's brew will only make you drunk after one cup."
Yan Ci spoke so seriously that Nightingale was half convinced. She waited until Yan Ci had drunk all the wine in the glass before she dared to raise her glass. She raised her eyebrows and looked sideways at Yan Ci and said, "It's a bit hidden. He actually knows how to make wine." Yan Ci joked nonsensically: "When traveling in the world, you must have a skill." Nightingale smiled and said charmingly: "Junior brother, can you teach this little girl the art of wine making?"
Yan Ci secretly thought that was bad, and this time the leather was broken. He said evasively: "Um, what is Senior Sister doing to learn the art of brewing wine?"
After Nightingale finished drinking the wine, Man Sheng explained: "The "Emperor Sutra" states that this wine has remarkable spiritual effects. When it enters the throat, it turns into pure spiritual power and travels among the limbs and bones. Consistent drinking will help increase the magic power. It is much better than sitting in meditation and breathing.”
She was not good at drinking, and her face was slightly red. She gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "Although Li Yedi looks like a loyal guy, he is actually a rebellious son who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors. When I came to ask for a loan, he resisted. If it wasn't for the Taoism Conference, , I’m too lazy to look at his stinky face!”
Yan Ci heard this strangely and asked, "What kind of Dao discussion conference?"
Nightingale raised her beautiful eyes lightly, bit her lip and said, "You are really ignorant!" Then she explained in detail with the help of wine.
It turns out that Tongchenyuan, in order to understand the cultivation status of each disciple and urge the disciples to practice diligently, will hold a Tao discussion meeting at the Taichu Peak Taoist Hall every ten years. Both the disciples in the Xuanzhao period and the fusion period are required to participate. There are eight arenas in the dojo. Disciples are randomly numbered according to their realm and discuss the Tao one by one. The ways of discussing the Tao include the Tao of magic, the Tao of weapons, the Tao of talismans, etc.
The top ten who compete in Tao discussions can receive corresponding rewards according to their rankings. The rewards generally include elixirs, magic weapons, Taoist books, etc. At that time, the master of the garden, the master of the five peaks, and the senior deans of each peak came to visit and answer many difficult questions in practice. After being criticized by seniors, there are many people who have gained enlightenment and achieved breakthroughs in a short period of time.
Yan Ci clapped his hands and praised: "What a good thing! Senior sister is really knowledgeable!"
Nightingale said smugly: "You have to inquire about what's going on in the master's sect. If you don't hear what's going on outside the window, you will inevitably miss opportunities."
When talking about the art of brewing wine again, Yan Ci said calmly: "Begonia drunkenness can indeed increase your magic power, but you can only drink half a cup every ten days. It is not easy to cultivate the drunk fairy branches and produce not much wine, it can only satisfy the appetite. "These words are consistent with what Li Yedi said. Nightingale was very disappointed after hearing this.
He was not as happy as everyone else, and Yan Ci was not a greedy drinker, so he divided the remaining Begonia drunken Japanese wine between the two of them. Nightingale was overjoyed and reminded Yan Ci not to forget the three-day appointment and left happily.
Yan Ci washed up casually, went out and ran to the Law Enforcement Hall. The female law enforcement cultivator was stunned when she saw the mountains of spiritual materials. Then the perfunctory attitude was thrown away, and the watery eyes almost dripped with joy. After careful inventory, the spiritual materials were exchanged for five thousand star points. Not only was Yan Ci beaming with joy, but the female cultivator was also cheering, and she would definitely get a piece of the pie.
