After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 180 A Deep Dream

Passing through this precious natural medicinal herb field, I came to a tree opposite the lake. The grass here and there can also be used for medicinal purposes, but it is not so precious and can be seen everywhere.

Just enough to feed the horses.

Yun Weixian summoned the carriage and let a few horses graze and drink water for a walk outside.

Cheng Shanxi was a little surprised when he saw it, but he quickly accepted it.

After all, he had been traveling for those years and heard a lot about Qingcang Mountain—the monks would take the initiative to talk about it, and there was no need to deliberately inquire about it.

Yun Qing has an uncle who specializes in refining weapons. The magic weapons he is most proud of are not big killer weapons, but a few storage magic weapons, which are regarded as magic weapons by later generations, and everyone wants to see them. Even take it for yourself.

Even if it is not a magic weapon at that time, it is rare to see the things that have been handed down from the cloud.

After enclosing a range for the horses to prevent them from running around, Yun Weixian flew back: "Let's go back first."

Cheng Shanxi nodded.

The two returned along the original road, and the palace was still quiet without any disturbance.

Let Cheng Shanxi go to heal his wounds by himself, while Yun Weixian walked where there were people.

I just passed by, now I will go in to explore, only to find that there are some winding paths hidden in the rockery in the garden, where more ordinary flowers and trees are planted, and even some strange fruits.

At this moment, Ning Qingyuan and Hou Jun were sitting at a stone table under a vine trellis, and there were pots of freshly picked grapes on the table.

Seeing Yun Weixian approaching, Ning Qingyuan greeted immediately: "Sister Qi, come quickly, it is said that this is planted from the seeds brought back from the Western Regions, called grapes."

Today is not the season for grapes to ripen, but all the grapes are ripe just right, with a sweet and sour smell exuding under the red skin, wrapped in wisps of aura.

Presumably it has been planted here for a long time, and the fruit it produces is no longer an ordinary fruit, but a spiritual fruit.

You can take some back to make wine for Yu Niang.

Yun Weixian went over and sat down, and while picking a grape, he asked, "Where are the elder brother and the others?"

"It is said that before practicing, we should first deal with the corpses of the little monsters outside, as well as the people and monsters living above. Second Senior Sister and Third Senior Sister have gone to help."

Hou Jun continued: "We are here to guard the fourth senior brother."

Yun Weixian looked at the corridor in the hall that he was signaling to him, there was a secluded room over there, and those maids and sand foxes would not come here.

Xiao Zhihan's breath was still very stable, and his whole body was normal, as if he had fallen into a deep dream.

She withdrew her consciousness, nodded and said, "Go and help, and call them all when you're done."

Regarding how to deal with those who were alive, Yun Weixian didn't ask much or say anything, and believed that Yan Wenshu could do a good job.

After the two left, she ate some grapes, and then took out a new notebook to make some simple notes on the strange flowers and plants she had just seen.

This is naturally for Qiuci and Qiuge.

When it was almost finished, the five of them came to look for her together.

Yan Wenshu said directly: "Those little monsters haven't done any serious evil, so they are handed over to that fellow Daoist Cheng to keep them under strict supervision. Most of the mortals who were with them were displaced here, and a few of them ran away from their homes. They have nowhere to go, so let them stay."

"After discussing with that fellow Daoist Cheng, I agreed that if they are really busy after that, they can go out quietly before dawn to buy in the city or find some legitimate livelihood. But if they can't help but go again Doing evil, being beaten and killed, is also to blame."

After all, they came here just by chance, and they probably won't set foot in the Western Regions for a long time after that, and there's no way to control them.

Yun Weixian had no objection to this handling method, nodded his head to express his understanding, then put away the letter and stood up: "You follow me."

(End of this chapter)