The spring rain is falling, the sky is gradually darkening, there are vines in the wild, and the dew is thin. There is spring rain, and it is clear and graceful.
"Fellow Taoist Feihua, wouldn't it be a problem if it rained a little?" Zhongli Bi washed his eyes, clear and beautiful, reflected in the rain.
Feihua also turned to look at Chunyu, shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, it's just raining heavily and wild animals won't come out, so we don't need it."
"Then we have been busy for a while!" Brother Yu, a brother and sister, looked surprised and grimaced.
Everyone present listened to the exchange, and their eyes turned to the rain, thinking that the rising water would not flow away.
There are dark clouds in the distance, forming a foggy atmosphere. The black air lingers over the mountains and fields, as dark as clouds.
Can't see clearly.
A basic spell, flashing eyes, biting with bright red seeds, Zhongli Bi washes away the darkness and observes things.
"I don't think it's settled yet. I'll need it on my way back," she said.
Yes, suddenly enlightened, provocative, chatting and entertaining.
The team moves forward.
The soil is dry, the rain is dripping due to the scorching heat, the fossils sink into the river, and easily dissolve into the soil, leaving the earth unchanged as before.
The flowers and plants are not vines or branches, they are green and green, and the green fields are condensed, carrying the pressure and catching the extraordinary torch.
We meet by chance in the middle of the rain, but I don’t believe it’s to the east. Once we go there, it’s unobstructed, and we’re happy, singing, dancing, chatting and having fun, even if I don’t go.
The ultimate feeling of joy is in the city.
"We're here, the dilapidated ancient city." Zhou Yanxing was alone, my heart was wandering, and his expression was in a trance.
The old lady of the house was so excited that she stood against the wall, surrounded by piles of rubble and rocks, stroking her hands.
He teased him and gave him peony as a gift.
"Herbs?" With wavy curly hair, Shui Yunxiang walked to the intersection.
When you go out to the cracks between the city gates, you can perch in the wind and not fall down. If you look at the beauty of the flowers, you can still see the flowers.
Collecting the beauty, water and clouds cover a section of the waist. Inside the jade box, watch the beauty.
"Fairy Zhongli, please stay and enjoy. I am offering flowers to the Buddha to finish the fun."
Facing the romantic scene, Zhongli Bi did not frown, was neither cold nor indifferent, and expressed gratitude readily.
"In that case, forget it." Shui Yunxiang looked gloomy after hearing this.
Beauty is a little reluctant to accept gifts from others, maybe she looks down on herself.
"Maybe this is of little value!" Shui Yunxiang sighed inwardly, but continued to think. Time passed in a flash, and the corners of her pure red mouth tightened.
Then, the overall appearance was serious and well-behaved, and he did not mention anything about sending him off.
It is obvious to all that Mr. Han Bing and other men are smiling foolishly, irritating, and thinking about men.
After entering the ancient city, the herbal treasures I encountered were of a higher level than the one outside the door.
Shui Yunxiang, this guy, gives the worst gift, nothing good comes from being cheap. If you really like someone, why are you talking about it in the first place?
Everyone has a love for beauty, and both men and women are alike.
He is strong and has no interest in Fairy Zhongli, but he is self-aware.
For a moment, the remaining flowers and plants are the most valuable place.
Following the clues without knowing the way, they each collected some roadside herbs based on their feelings.
"It seems to be rotten," one person said.
"Go forward." As one of the three principals, Zhou Yanxing's words are also representative.
The grass is cold and the ground is dry and cracked. From time to time there are a few cracks and mud that you can reach into with your hands.
"There's something." The rough guy yelled.
The coolie and the others also took action, bending over and lying down, and sure enough, there were a few round seeds.
It has a strange fragrance, is simple and flowery but has no real substance, and has green fruit traces.
After looking at it, Fairy Feihua and others didn't recognize him. Mr. Hanbing's sleeves were flying, and his feathers were flying into the air, scattering Junxi.
Ask Fairy Zhongli.
"I heard that you are from a sect and are not like us casual cultivators. You should have a book to know about this?"
"What a coincidence." Zhongli Bi said with a smile.
"What do you say?" Caiyi Miaojiang music girl asked impatiently.
"Flowers and plants belong to stems, and fruits belong to leaves. Only seeds grow before they are planted. If they are planted in the soil, they become forests. If you look at it from the perspective of a planter, if you don't plant it, you are not ignorant!" Zhongli Bi said.
Got it, let’s each share one to help each other.
Hills and earthen bags form a natural barrier.
It's wrapped in a hundred-mile radius, but it can't be seen clearly.
"Destroy it with force." The old lady from the boss waved her hand. The only qi training master in her group was Zhang Taiqing.
The man stood with him, along with Lao Shang and Shui Yunxiang.
One person from each of the three teams.
With all the spiritual power, the weapons vibrate, and the cold wind sparkles with gold.
The red sky is cold, the east is coming, the thin scales of Shao Li are like ruined awns, and the green is growing.
The ox tail and the horse's hoof split the light and catch it, destroying the dew.
Since it cannot be destroyed.
"Yeah." The three of them looked at each other and nodded.
When it is full, in a moment, a "Shura God and Ghost" will appear, and a clear wind will turn into rain and "fall quickly".
The fine brocade robe slowly jumped into the air, rustling in the wind, and the bulge exploded, with two fingers on the body and a spell written in runes.
Faint light, lightning, interweaving fish and dragons.
"Double talisman, your labor will cure diseases."
The sky is gray, a landscape, parting, although it is like destruction, parents are far away.
The broad and thin Lingguang, with its red and white tail, suddenly closed and shattered.
What appears in front of you is the fairyland of the garden, which is soothing to the ears and has an air of beauty in your nose.
"Pick it quickly." Everyone mentally punished each other.
Quickly and swiftly, he picked one and put it directly into the embroidery bag, swallowing the tiger without stopping.
At this time, the heart is full and full of love.
The breeze blows slowly, and a sword cuts it off. The watery and ethereal fairy grass is subtle and fierce. It can be said that it has been planted for at least ten years.
Zhongli Bi washed and collected one plant, then raised his sword, and another one.
Totally cool.
Like ordinary people, they were all sharp in their skills, their cutting torches were in full swing, and their bags soon became very big.
It was noon on the day of hoeing, and the farmer went to the fields diligently and seasonedly.
Herbs, weapons, techniques.
Divide heaven and earth into black and yellow, as well as ordinary things, not into the mainstream.
The Tian character mental method given by the sect to its disciples is a middle-grade mortal level.
"With these and what I have saved, I can change my mind." Zhou Yanxing's earrings were emerald and shimmering with shadows.
Looking very close, it is getting thinner and thinner, the sunset is purple and red, and the hair is growing.
Half of the people were satisfied and ready to go back down the mountain.
"Let's just muddle along, I don't want to go any further." Zhou Yanxing said, and the team, including Zhongli Bixi, obeyed the order.
"No." Young Master Han Bing said, his cold eyebrows handsome and his knight's clank.
"Then let's go our separate ways." Zhongli Bi said as he was speaking, and separated between the two.
Voting with a show of hands is no longer possible. The old lady of my house had practiced spiritual practice for many years and hesitated:
"I want to get more treasures."
With a word, the two teams walked in opposite directions and left.
Strange, like a ghost punching a wall and getting lost.
After Zhou Yanxing heard this, he smiled evilly, his chest was handsome and elegant.
Dilapidated houses, shabby roads, and swaying lanterns.
Taobi's old servant replied, "Sir, no one is following you."
"Give me the topographic map." Zhou Yanxing picked up the offerings and looked at them carefully.
Shui Yunxiang fiddled with her ears and hair, walked a few steps and sat next to Zhou Yanxing.
The three of them washed together with Zhongli Bi.
After stopping for a while, it was dark and crowded, and it was discharged into the blue waves of the West Lake.
The wind is gentle, the silver moon and white frost cover the ground, and a person stands on a round lotus leaf.
"Follow up and be gentle," said the old servant Tao Bi.
To the rough man, the water of Dongting Lake, the lotus bathing on the pond, and the group of people nodded and passed by.
