hey demon

Chapter 34
On Pine Mist Mountain, outside the bamboo garden, dark clouds gathered, and the raindrops were crackling.

The newly transplanted golden beard ginseng and misty grass in the spiritual field are being nourished by the rain.

At this time, half a month had passed since the development of the spiritual fields, and under Hong Yun's meticulous care, the two spiritual plants grew better and better.

The rain stopped, the clouds cleared, the warm sun fell, and wisps of pure white mist rose from the misty grass field, gathering into a thin layer of gauze, refracting the sun, and dissipating colorful colors, which is really beautiful.

Looking at such a scene, Hongyun's small eyes couldn't help but let out a light of surprise, it had been waiting for this day for too long.

The spring breeze is best at warming and nourishing the vitality, and it doesn't actually have a very good effect on ripening the spiritual plants. However, in order to make the Misty Grass mature as soon as possible, Hongyun still uses the spring breeze to blow the Misty Grass from time to time, and today it finally has a harvest.

Under normal circumstances, the Misty Grass can grow in one year, and the Spirit Mist will be born. After two years, it will fully mature, the leaves will wither, and the life will come to an end, and the grass seed will be born.

And the Misty Grass planted by Hongyun only took a few months to grow, much faster than expected.

The demon body merged with the colorful clouds, and the red cloud swam freely in it. At this time, the invisible shackles naturally fell off, and Hong Yun's cultivation base that had stayed at 199 years quietly took a step forward, reaching 200 years.

But Hong Yun didn't realize it, and was still immersed in the joy of the harvest.

In the bamboo garden, Zhang Chunyi felt something in his heart, his hands trembled, and Zhang Chunyi let go of the sapphire carp that was supposed to hit.

"It actually broke through at this time. It seems that Hong Yun has a deep love for farming."

Excited, looking out of the bamboo garden, Zhang Chunyi let out a soft sigh.

With the help of Cuiyao Pill and other spirits, Hongyun has already accumulated enough. The reason why he has not broken through is more due to the limitations of his own roots and the problem that his own demon soul is not concise enough. After all, under the training of Zhang Chunyi, it He grew up too fast, and lacked a lot of tempering that he should have, but now farming seems to make up for this link. Just like Zhang Chunyi likes to ponder his spiritual will through fishing, Hongyun can also quietly complete his spiritual will in the process of farming. polished.

"It is a rare talent to be able to put your love on something and use it to polish yourself. If you are a human being, it can be called the seed of cultivation."

"If Hongyun really has such talent, then I have to readjust its positioning."

With thoughts turning in his mind, Zhang Chunyi thought about the direction of Hongyun's future training.

Zhang Chunyi is very clear about Hong Yun's temperament, the main tone is gentle, and he has an instinctive rejection of fighting.

After experiencing Daqingshan's experience, although Hongyun is no longer afraid of fighting and fighting, but not being afraid does not mean that he likes it. It is only because of Zhang Chunyi's training that Hongyun temporarily suppresses this repulsion. Leave a hidden danger.

"It's not impossible to adjust Hongyun's position. After all, this kind of talent of empathy is very rare. It would be a pity if it was killed like this."

"And Hongyun is only my first monster. What it lacks can be filled by other monsters. But in this case, I have to be more cautious in choosing my second monster."

At this moment, Zhang Chunyi fell into a brief contemplation.

Zhang Chunyi had thought about the choice of the second monster for a long time. Zhang Chunyi also had the idea of ​​choosing a second monster for himself this time in Daqingshan, but he didn't find a suitable one.

Back then Zhang Chunyi chose Hongyun as his first monster to refine, firstly because Hongyun's race fit the inheritance of Longhushan, and secondly because he had no better choice at all.

Now that he has set foot on the fairy road, Zhang Chunyi is naturally much more cautious and harsh in choosing the second monster.

In the Tianjun Furnace, there is the inheritance of the Supreme Alchemy Sutra, which is of a very high grade. For him, alchemy is a very important path, and he himself loves alchemy.

Zhang Chunyi originally tended to find a monster that could assist him in alchemy as his second monster, but if Hong Yun's position was completely adjusted, then the search for alchemy monsters might have to be pushed back.

After all, according to what Xiao Qianyu said, the disappearing inspiration of the world is returning, and the great change of the world is imminent, and it must be accompanied by disorder and chaos.

And even if the influence of the heaven and earth is not counted, the wild people knocked on the side, the chaos in Shaoyang County has appeared, and Pingyang County has also been affected.

Under such circumstances, in order to maintain stability, whether one's own fists are hard enough is a very important issue.

"I need a powerful monster. This may be my first choice for the second monster, but if I meet a suitable alchemy monster, I can't let it go."

Thoughts turned in his mind, and thinking of the resources he had in his hands, Zhang Chunyi had a more obvious tendency in his mind to choose the second monster.

"If this idea can be realized, then this may also be regarded as an alternative inheritance."

Restless, no longer suppressed, Zhang Chunyi turned and walked into the quiet room.

Hong Yun broke through 200 years of cultivation and provided a big feedback. After fully digesting it, Zhang Chunyi's refinement of the second spirit will step onto a new level.

While Zhang Chunyi was silent in his own cultivation, he rode out of Changhe County and galloped towards Songyan Mountain one by one.

In the backyard of the Changhe County Government Office, the ice and snow have not yet melted, and the two Samuumes are in full bloom.

Jia Sidao, magistrate of Changhe County, warmed a pot of wine and was admiring the plum blossoms. His master, Sun Buzheng, accompanied him. Not far away, there was a singer singing a little song. Wu Nong spoke softly, which was really intoxicating.

"My lord, the messenger messenger has already set off. According to the information collected before, Chang Qingzi should really be dead, but that Zhang Chunyi is a direct descendant of the Zhang family after all. If we do this, I'm afraid we will hurt the Zhang family in Pingyang."

Looking at Jia Sidao who was shaking his head as if he was fascinated by the little song, Sun Buzheng spoke.

"No, among the hundred flowers, I like plum blossoms the most, do you know why?"

After pecking at a glass of wine, a tinge of red appeared on his fair face, and he twirled his beard. Jia Sidao cast his eyes on Sun Buzheng. Although he was nearly forty years old, Jia Sidao still had a good skin. Quite a gentleman.

Hearing this, Sun Buzheng, who poured a glass of warm wine for Jia Sidao, with sallow skin and a big mole at the corner of his mouth, spoke.

"Naturally, Meihua has a noble character, most like an adult."

Having been Jia Sidao's master for five years, Sun Buzheng's understanding of Jia Sidao is naturally quite deep.

Jia Sidao was born in a poor family. Although he studied hard for ten years and made some achievements, he was never reused. Later, he got a chance and stepped into the immortal way, so he became the county magistrate of Changhe. Not just talk.

It is naturally necessary to be a good civil servant in the Dali Dynasty, but the cultivation of immortality is equally important, otherwise, at most, he will be a small official and basically cannot be reused.

For the Dali dynasty, the most orthodox civil servants are naturally the scholars who first read books and then learned the Tao through reading, and then received the support of the dynasty to rise to the sky. However, such people are a minority after all, and most civil servants are still gone Ways of thinking.

It is precisely because he has worked hard at the bottom that Jia Sidao is smooth and will not offend people easily, but scholars still have some pursuit of fame after all.

Hearing Sun Buzheng's words, Jia Sidao showed a smile on his face.

"During the cold winter, all the flowers wither, only the winter plum blooms alone, not afraid of the wind and snow, this kind of character is most like my generation."

"The Zhang family in Pingyang is indeed powerful, but this is Changhe County. For the stability of Changhe County, if Changqingguan wants to occupy the current interests, it must show corresponding strength. Otherwise, even if I don't say anything, other people will be dissatisfied. Isn't this a good thing."

When he said this, Jia Sidao had a calm smile on his fair face, as if he was holding a pearl of wisdom.

Hearing this, Sun Buzheng didn't know what to say, could this be the real face of the county magistrate?

"I bought Changqing Guan a winter's time, which itself is an expression of attitude. So far, the Zhang family in Pingyang has not taken any action. It is obvious that they have no intention of intervening in Changqing Guan's affairs, and this time is enough. The Zhang family has collected enough wealth, if he is smart enough, he will get out in time this time."

Seeing the astonishment on Sun Buzheng's face, Jia Sidao added something.

Hearing this, Sun Buzheng seemed to realize it suddenly, got up and made a big salute to Jia Sidao, bowing to the end.

"Adults are brilliant, students admire."

Praise loudly, Sun Buzheng's face was full of admiration.

Hearing this, Jia Sidao laughed out loud and drank his glass full.

(End of this chapter)