The morning breeze is gentle, the air is extremely fresh, the birds are chirping in the forest in the morning, and the frost is still quite heavy.
The flowers and trees woke up early and were stretching their necks to listen to the music coming from the distance.
Yan Ci walked unsteadily on the bluestone path, humming a tune and looking carefree.
What he sang was a nursery rhyme, with witty lyrics and harmonious syllables. Unfortunately, his singing voice was hoarse and noisy, like a little monster wailing.
The song is flying in the forest, it is really sad that the grass and trees shake, and the ape cries three times and wets its clothes with tears.
Two women in white clothes with hand-held flower baskets standing by the road were busy picking flowers. When they suddenly heard singing, the round-faced girl with raindrops hanging from her hair suddenly shuddered, widened her dark eyes and sneered: "That boy, The singing is really ugly!”
Yan Ci ignored it, but his voice became louder and louder.
The round-faced girl was lustful and angry, but next to her was a woman with an oval-shaped face and a quiet body. She gently pulled her sleeves, held her flowers and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I still need to thank him."
The round-faced girl suddenly felt at a loss, and Yan Ci felt strange and asked, "How do you say this?"
The woman said: "We were both dissatisfied with the noise of the birds, but your celestial voice scared thousands of forest birds to extinction. I shouldn't thank you."
Yan Ci was stunned and speechless. The round-faced girl laughed so hard when she saw this.
Yan Ci praised: "What a sharp-tongued woman!"
The girl stuck out her tongue and said, "I don't dare to be Your Excellency's compliment." Yan Ci laughed dumbly and continued to walk.
In front of Chuxiao Courtyard, a strong and tall sycamore tree was covered with golden clothing given by Chuyang. The autumn wind is blowing, and the fallen leaves are like golden butterflies.
Under the sycamore tree lies a piece of fine-textured bluestone, with the four characters "Phoenix roosting in the phoenix tree" engraved on the stone. This must have been the place where birds avoided and the phoenix lived.
The blue luan bird stood on the stone with the moon covered in smoke, staring blankly at the elixir with a faint green light in front of it. From time to time, it opened its sharp beak slightly and pecked the elixir back and forth, as if it was reluctant to swallow it.
Yan Ci crouched down and peeked behind a bush of roses, but Qingluan seemed unaware.
The breeze blew across my face, until the light green unicorn suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. The green luan bird scattered its feathers and quickly took the elixir into its mouth.
The little unicorn tilted its head and looked blankly at the elixir in Qingluan's mouth, and its glistening saliva dripped down. With a sound of "gudu", Qingluan raised his head and swallowed the elixir into his belly.
The Qilin Beast seemed quite unwilling and jumped around randomly a few times. Seeing Qingluan holding his head high, he looked as if he was arrogant and wanted to be beaten.
Yan Ci was secretly amused, and then he raised his wrist and threw out an elixir of the same model. The little unicorn pounced in the air and took the elixir into his mouth.
At this moment, the style of the painting suddenly changed. The Qilin beast was rolling and having fun, and it was elated, but the Qingluan bird was stunned, its eyes following the figure of the little beast.
Suddenly, a clear and beautiful voice said in surprise: "Qilin beast!" His voice was like a clear spring in a deep forest, filling the ears.
When Yan Ci looked back, he saw a woman who looked like a Langyuan fairy standing under a flower tree. The pink flowers on the tree were blooming in clusters, and the woman's dimples were painted A touch of bright red makes people more beautiful than flowers.
The aura exuding from this woman's body was as deep as a mountain, so oppressive that Yan Ci could hardly breathe.
At this moment, Qing Ming floated over and said with a smile: "I didn't know that the master of the garden was here, but I still pray for forgiveness."
Luo Wangshu seemed a little unhappy, and said casually: "It's okay, I just came from Brother Yuan's place, and I just happened to stop by to take a look."
Qing Ming felt something was wrong. Looking at Luo Wangshu's face, he thought that the Dragon Yin Fruit that he longed for the most was probably hopeless.
Yan Ci stared in confusion, thinking that Luo Wangshugui was the master of Tongchen Shenyuan, and ordinary disciples could not admire the beauty. Now that this figure with monstrous supernatural powers was right in front of him, he couldn't help but feel excited.
Suddenly, he heard Qing Ming's warm voice commanding: "What are you doing standing there, come and see the Master of the Garden." This word woke up the dreamer, Yan Ci quickly stepped forward and bowed down to Chen Fei and said: "Disciple Yan Ci, come and see the Master of the Garden."
Luo Wangshu said in surprise: "Hey, is this Lingtu Yanci?"
Qing Ming nodded and said: "My little disciple is naughty and doesn't recognize the immortal appearance of the Garden Master. I hope the Garden Master will forgive me."
Luo Wangshu didn't take it seriously, looked at Yan Ci and said: "Although your disciple has true spiritual qualifications, his eyebrows are sparsely beautiful, his eyes have the charm of the autumn moon, his understanding is extremely good, and he is truly a malleable talent. His magic power is similar to It is purer and more abundant than others, and it must be your fault."
Qing Ming said: "My disciple practices the Bi Luo Qing Ming Jue, which does have a miraculous effect in refining mana. However, my mana has improved very quickly recently, which is puzzling. I have been busy with other things recently and have not asked about it in detail."
Luo Wangshu shook his head and said: "The Biluo Qingming Jue is indeed mysterious, but it is definitely not so powerful." He turned to look back at Yan Ci and said, "Did you have any adventures?"
Yan Ci scratched his head, looking a little confused, and thought: "In addition to practicing according to the method given by the master, this disciple has only eaten a few nameless fruits."
Luo Wangshu asked curiously: "What kind of fruit is it?"
Yan Ci took out a golden spirit fruit the size of a child's fist from the storage ring. The spirit fruit was inlaid with dragon patterns, and in the glow of the glow, it looked like a small dragon swimming uncertainly.
"Dragon Yin Fruit!"
Luo Wangshu and Qing Ming had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
After a long while, Luo Wangshu chuckled and said, "It was in vain that Master Qingming Peak searched everywhere with his iron shoes. Unexpectedly, I have this thing in my hands. It's really funny."
Qing Ming was stunned and sighed: "The weird things in this world are really hard to explain."
Yan Ci listened carefully, bowed and said: "It turns out that the master needs this fruit, and the disciples still have a few in their hands, so they all respect the master."
After saying that, he hurriedly took out five more spirit fruits. The spirit fruits were held in the palm of his hand, and the golden light was extremely dazzling.
The fruit is fragrant and fragrant. The unicorn beast and the blue luan bird stare at the spiritual fruit for a moment, and the gluttons in their bellies are making a fuss. In particular, Qilin Beast couldn't help but be anxious when he saw that the things he used were about to be taken away by others.
But it didn't seem to dare to offend the two people in front of it, so it could only moan pitifully.
Qing Ming glanced at the Qilin Beast, took only one spiritual fruit in his hand, and said with a smile: "Just use one as a primer, and let the Qilin Beast enjoy the rest."
Yan Ci was embarrassed, and Na Na replied: "Master Mingjian, little beasts really like to eat this food."
Although the Qilin Beast was a little reluctant to give up, it was a little happy to see the loss.
Luo Wangshu's eyes flashed, and he said: "The medicinal power of Dragon Song Fruit is extremely overbearing, and those who can withstand the pain of ice and fire will improve their magic power very quickly. But as far as I know, the only one with a radius of tens of thousands of miles is Yun Miao Mountain produces this fruit, could it be that you have been to Fang Ling Mountain before?"
Yan Ci respectfully reported: "Reporting to the Master of the Garden, this disciple has indeed been to this mountain accidentally." Then he briefly reported what happened at Yunmiao Mountain.
Luo Wangshu sighed: "The bold maniac the Ancient Ape King mentioned turned out to be you. Now it's good, you kidnapped the Qilin Beast and swept away the Dragon Song Fruit. No wonder the Ancient Ape turned Yunmiao Mountain upside down. This garden This time I came back in despair because of you."
Yan Ci was uneasy and said in fear: "This disciple is stupid, please ask my uncle to punish me."
Luo Wangshu and Qing Ming looked at each other and smiled and said: "You have a bright mind. It won't be easy to punish you if you call me uncle. Just practice obediently. This court will slowly explain this matter to it in the future. It's ridiculous that the Red Flame Ancient Ape He was arrogant and domineering, but now he has stumbled into a fight for no apparent reason, which makes people feel quite happy..."
After Luo Wangshu finished speaking, he smiled brightly, stepped on a rainbow paved with golden lotus and walked away gracefully.
Yan Ci looked at Luo Wangshu's immortal appearance with admiration, and her heart was filled with ups and downs.
Qing Ming saw this scene in his eyes and laughed dumbly and said: "Lord Luo Yuan's creation is amazing, and it is indeed worthy of admiration. However, everyone has their own fate, so it is not advisable to force it."
Yan Ci nodded and said yes, Qing Ming continued: "Follow me, I will be in seclusion as a teacher soon, and I have something to tell you."
After saying that, he walked lightly and went back to Chuxiao Courtyard. Yan Citi cheered up and threw a Dragon's Song Fruit at each of the two mythical beasts with heartache. He secretly thought that the Dragon's Song Fruit was so rare that he couldn't waste it casually in the future.
The two beasts were extremely happy. They followed Yan Ci into Chuxiaoyuan with the spiritual fruit in their mouths.
Turn right when entering the courtyard, and across the flower garden is a group of exquisite rockeries. The rockeries are stacked in various shapes, and the hills and valleys in the craftsman's mind make the viewer feel like they are in the mountains.
After passing a few clumps of slender bamboos, we arrived at a small open-air residence decorated with bonsai, which made it look extremely peaceful.
There are two short cane chairs in the center of the small residence. On the tables are hand-painted porcelain vases with clear flowers after the snow. Scattered flower branches are inserted in the bottles, giving it a chic charm.
Qing Ming sat elegantly and said eloquently: "My teacher will be closing the door to thank guests from tomorrow and enter the realm of the Space and Ming Period. If you encounter any problems during practice, you can ask Ye Weishuang for advice. My teacher has already informed her." "
Yan Ci bowed and said, "Yes, I would like to congratulate the master on his great progress in magical power again."
Qing Ming pondered for a while and said seriously: "This retreat will take a long time. You are the only successor of my master and lack the care of my brothers. Remember to be careful during this period. Especially that bead has extraordinary foundation and no one knows its origin. With a small number, the garden may be peaceful, but people’s hearts are formidable, and we must beware of people with bad intentions.”
Yan Ci was confused for a moment, and then she mustered up her courage and said, "Master, can you tell me the origin of this bead?"
Qing Ming sighed: "It's not that I don't want to say it, but it's just that the time has not come yet. Luo Yinzhu is very involved. The master of the garden has repeatedly told me not to spread it to others, even if you are the holder of the fairy bead."
Seeing that Yan Ci was a little unhappy, she comforted her softly: "No need to worry, it will be self-explanatory after the advanced fusion stage. If you have any questions at that time, my teacher will naturally help you clear up your doubts."
Yan Ci didn't dare to ask further questions and remained silent.
Qing Ming pondered for a moment, stared at Yan Ci and said solemnly: "Learn to keep a low profile in Dicui Mountain. Don't think that no one knows about the private fight in Danfengling Ridge."
Yan Ci grinned and wondered, "Hey, is it possible that someone with no virtue and no cultivation is still talking nonsense?"
"Shut up, how can you insult your fellow disciples for no reason?" Qing Ming scolded.
Yan Cina screamed and said: "Master, I don't know, but that senior brother's name is Wu Xiu."
Qing Ming was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "This is unexpected, so I'll spare you for now."
Yan Ci asked bravely, "Is it possible that someone came to complain to Master?"
Qing Ming said angrily: "It was Han Bing's unintentional revelation. If I didn't ask, I wouldn't have known you were causing trouble behind my back."
A girl with a charming smile and beautiful eyes suddenly appeared in Yan Ci's mind, and he said in a daze, "Is it Senior Sister Han Bing?"
Qing Ming smiled half-heartedly and said, "Yes, Mu Yao has a close relationship with her, so naturally she won't hide it deliberately. Han Bing heard that you single-handedly forced four of your fellow disciples to retreat. Apart from admiration, I also want to discuss and discuss with you."
