I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 102 Aoki
In a blink of an eye, it was already the last day, and the onlookers suddenly found that the appearance of the garden had been roughly completed.

The only thing left is to fill in the flowers and plants. This seems to be a wonderful experience, whether it is the emperor, officials, or ordinary people, they all feel that they have realized something.

The power of the five elements is different from other techniques. The so-called Tao follows nature, which means inheriting the five elements and following the nature of heaven and earth.

Of course, the ones who benefit the most are those monks who are watching this place in the crowd or through magic weapons.

They saw a technique that was completely different from what they practiced. Although it was also a practice, it was so close to nature, rather than against the sky.

People outside were watching so lively that Li Yu had long forgotten the time.

When he was exhausted, he was actually still at night, but he didn't wait for the imaginary Daomen to make a move.

It's not that Lin Lingsu doesn't help him, but that the power of the five elements has not been practiced for a long time.

The only ones who can help him right now are Pan Jinlian and Zhao Fujin. The two experienced babies probably try their best to help, but it may not be enough to add a brick.

Li Yu clearly felt that the power of the five elements that he could control had been exhausted.

Towers and pavilions, rockery and lakes, and long corridors made his fingers tremble.

Li Yu didn't want to give up, not only because of the emperor and his shit Genyue Garden, but more importantly, Li Yu really wanted to complete this challenge.

He had a premonition that if it could be successfully completed, the benefits to him would be unprecedented.

If you want to clean a pond, the best way to do it is to drain it, and that's what's happening right now.

However, the power to pump water is seriously insufficient. Li Yu may be able to continue to eat some elixir or ginseng fruit at this time.

Suddenly, Lin Lingsu's familiar voice came from his ear, "Li Yu, enter Fengyue Baojian."

Into Fengyue Baojian?
Li Yu suddenly came to his senses, damn it, how could he forget about this, as expected, Jiang is still old and spicy.

He squeezed a formula with his fingers, and there was a slight green light shining all over his body.

A flash of white light flashed, and everyone was shaken. After a while, the white light dispersed and Li Yu's real body had entered Fengyue Baojian.

A wooden dummy was left behind, nothing could be seen from the outside, and the same was constantly forming seals.

Inside Fengyue Baojian, there is still a mist-filled poolside, surrounded by white jade-like stones, a bathing pool, and the water vapor inside is obviously a hot spring.

In the pool, Jing Huan Fairy looked at him suspiciously, "Why are you so weak?"

Li Yu sat paralyzed on the ground and said with a smile, "It was hollowed out."

"Empty by who?"

"Myself."

Fairy Jing Huan blushed and spat: "Then why don't you come? Could it be that the appearance of the concubine Pu Liu is not as good as your hand."

Li Yu was stunned for a moment, and cursed: "Hey, what a mess, I misunderstood you. I've been casting spells outside, and I'm exhausted, and I'm about to run out of oil, come on and help me recover my spiritual power."

Jing Huan covered his mouth and smiled, "So that's the case, then what are you waiting for, come on."

"No, come here and move yourself."

Of course, Jing Huan can't be troubled if she just moves three words by herself. In fact, she is proficient in all kinds of strange tricks, which are all extraordinary in the world.

In other words, she was born for this, you can think of her as a cloud of smoke, or as a spirit.

In Fengyue Baojian, each person transforms into a police fantasy fairy, which is different. She is precisely transformed according to all your preferences.

If Fengyue Baojian is an online game, Jing Huan is like a character. When the owner changes, Jing Huan will dissipate and be occupied by another Jing Huan fairy.

Of course, what's inside won't change.

The Qingmu Jue is indeed the art of endless life, after a while, Li Yu will be able to move.

As soon as he has energy, he will definitely not be honest, his breathing is short, and his hands tremble and he slaps without thinking.

Jing Huan moves up and down, like riding a horse, letting it be absurd.

At this time, by the pool, a person secretly looked here. She was not shy, and her big eyes were full of curiosity.

Following the twisting of those two people, the Fengyue Baojian exuded a strong air of wood spirit.

The power of these wood spirits made Qin Keqing's face full of joy, she pursed her lips, took a sip, and then shivered, her pretty face turned red in the blink of an eye, and she was extremely dizzy charming.

"So comfortable."

After a few mouthfuls, Qin Keqing's face was already blushing, her eyes were watery, and she slowly walked towards the two of them.

Li Yu suddenly felt a scent that was steaming and fragrant, sweet and greasy, making people intoxicated. When he looked up, he was startled. Qin Keqing was standing beside him, looking at himself and Jing Huan curiously.

She greedily licked her lips and sniffed the wood spirit emanating from the two of them.

Jing Huan giggled, and suddenly raised his hands, two vines entangled Qin Keqing's hands and feet, and held them up in the air.

"This little girl is addicted to stealing food, come and help her."

Li Yu touched his head and said, "Isn't that bad?"

Jing Huan rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily, "There's nothing wrong with benefiting others and yourself."

"OK then"

"Thank you, son."

Qin Keqing doesn't have the concept of a mortal, and she doesn't know that these things should not be done. She only knows that such wood spirit energy is good for her.

The instinct of her body made her very eager, her pretty eyes lit up with excitement, and she said eagerly: "Thank you, Mr. Li Yu."

"You're welcome, it's a small matter."
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As Li Yu in Fengyue Baojian gradually recovered, the substitutes outside cast spells quickly again, and they bloomed all over for a while.

It is already early winter, and the people have not seen so many flowers blooming for a long time, and they all exclaimed.

Zhao Ji had already asked someone to fetch pen and ink excitedly, and wanted to paint a picture for this grand event in person.

Not to mention those literati, some even cried out excitedly.

This final blooming of a hundred flowers also pushed the atmosphere of the entire audience to its peak.

People carnivaled to their heart's content, in this early winter afternoon, immersed in the sea of ​​flowers all over the sky, the fragrance is tangy and green, if this is a dream, then what a wonderful dream it is.

No one knows that there is a group of people on the outskirts of the city guarding this city's dream.

Lin Lingsu looked at the Taoist priests around him, most of them were injured, and there were many dead bodies in Taoist robes on the ground, but he himself was unscathed.

The opposite side was not much better. There were dozens of corpses on the ground, and many of them were beaten beyond recognition.

"Go back and tell Zhizhen that in Bianliang, I can beat him, but he can't beat me."

"Nie Yi, don't be rampant!"

Lin Lingsu stretched out his hand and flicked it, a gust of wind swept by, and it was about to blow the masked man over.

The masked man was shocked, he had seen the wind before, he would die if he touched it, many companions died in this wind just now.

He hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, but the wind was chasing after him as if he had eyes.

A cold snort came, and behind the masked man, a monk in white suddenly appeared. He pressed the masked man's shoulders, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Gang Feng.

Lin Lingsu looked at the monk as if he was facing an enemy.

"You are just an abandoned disciple of Buddhism, and you have caused so many troubles. Today is your death day." The monk in white said to Lin Lingsu loudly.

His enunciation is clear and his voice is like a bell, which makes people believe in him unconsciously.Zhizhen, the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, bowed his head and ears in front of him.

Lin Lingsu was not affected, he spat and only said three words: "You fart!"

(End of this chapter)