Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 120 The Pit in the Ground
The wind blows the grass and the waves, and the drizzle surrounds the green hills.

"Little Yunduo, look, the grass waves below are all my domain!"

Jian Cong'an spread her hand and pointed to the lawn under the lamb's feet. Sheng Qi could feel the excitement in her tone without turning her head.

Although she lowered her head, she was as proud as a king, showing off her territory with the child in her arms. The rain wet her green shirt, and the strong wind carried her hair dancing, showing a slightly embarrassed posture. It's hard to hide the frivolous spirit that only belongs to young people.

Sheng Wei didn't hate this, she was very happy, seeing the eyes of the boundless Bi Tao shining under her feet, and expressed her sincere praise from the bottom of her heart.

"It's amazing."

Her voice was very soft, but Jian Cong'an still heard it. She was not embarrassed, but smiled as freely as the wind.

So, Sheng Yu began to look forward to what he would see next, and became interested in Jian Cong'an's interesting teaching and students.

"I assure you, my little Yunduo, you will definitely like this place." Jian Cong'an noticed her faint uneasiness, and hurriedly vowed to comfort her.

It is natural for a child to be afraid when he leaves home and arrives in a strange place. Wasn't she the same way back then?

Ordinary people say that stepping on the road of immortality is not ordinary, but it is so easy to let go of care and fetters. Jian Cong'an laughed secretly, it is really that easy, isn't everyone a fairy?
"I'm not that scared anymore."

It is said that one side nourishes another person, and Jian Cong'an's character may be more likely to be due to nature, but to allow this nature to flourish naturally and germinate without any worries, what is needed is a broader and inclusive mind.

Hearing the little Yunduo mouthed by the girl in Tsing Yi, Sheng Yu was very shy, and tugged on the hood to try to cover his smoldering face under the rain.

After the lamb crossed the grass waves, it stopped in the air above a low and gentle hillside. Before it landed, Jian Cong'an couldn't wait to jump down from the midair with Sheng Qi in his arms, and landed firmly on the ground. By the side of a small pool.

Beside the small pond, sat a woman with high tufts of black hair and a blue shirt as empty as sky.

This woman's skin is like jade, and under the backdrop of misty rain, she exudes an ethereal and dusty atmosphere. If it weren't for that amazing face, Sheng Yu would not be able to find such a person at the same place at a glance. She seems to be about to be with her The small pond behind him merged into one, motionless and speechless.

Her beauty is obviously that kind of sharp and aggressive beauty, her eyebrows and eyes are sharp like mountains, her thin lips are as light and white as grass awns, but she becomes so harmonious in the rain, and no one can fault her.

Jian Cong'an greeted Sheng Yu, stepped forward and saluted with a smile, "Mr. Jing, I brought him here."

The green-clothed woman who was called Mr. Jing nodded slightly. Seeing that she stayed where she was, Jian Cong'an turned her head and introduced to Sheng Yu: "This is our senior teacher in Guiyuan, Mr. Jing Zhujing, too. My tutor."

"Hi Mr. Jing."

It is not surprising that there are many people saluting, Sheng Qi also followed Jian Cong'an's example and bowed, raised his head and let out a soft cry.

Jing Zhu nodded as before, and sat on the spot without moving or speaking, and she didn't know where her eyes fell.

But he was definitely not looking at himself, nor Jian Cong'an.

Sheng Yu's eyes gradually became weird. She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was strange. Jingzhu's silence made her not know what to say, so she had no choice but to look at Jian Cong'an beside her.

Jian Cong'an also had a helpless face, and ran to Jingzhu and did something that others would think was very rude.

She leaned close to Jing Zhu's ear, shook her shoulders and shouted, "Mr. Jing! Wake up! You're back to your senses!"

"Don't sleep anymore! Don't sleep anymore! People are coming!"

Hearing the louder and louder shouts, Sheng Yu was at a loss.

She felt like she was going to petrify.

How can anyone fall asleep in the rain!Still asleep with eyes open!Surrounded by uninterrupted wailing all day long, how did he fall asleep!
To be able to respond while asleep is outrageous.

Shouting and pushing, nothing happened.

I kept shouting and pushing, but there was still no movement.

"Hey, forget it." Jian Cong Anchang sighed, carried Jing Zhu into the thatched hut behind the pond, wiped off the rain on her face, and placed her on the bamboo couch.

"Little Yunduo, don't be surprised. Mr. Jing had an accident earlier. Most of his spiritual veins and sea of ​​knowledge were destroyed, and his cultivation level plummeted. Now he is no different from an ordinary person."

"She was poisoned again later, and she became easily drowsy. At this time, it is usually difficult for us to wake her up." Jian Cong'an stretched out her hand to Sheng Qi, and led her down the hillside. You look elsewhere."

"Is she really all right?"

Sheng Yu was puzzled, it wasn't that she didn't respect the teaching, but she was very curious, "If I become a mortal, can I continue to stay in the tower as a teaching?"

"Why not?"

Thinking about the gap between the tower and the outside world, Jian Cong'an patted her head, and said gently: "Mr. Jing has done nothing wrong, so naturally he can continue to stay in the tower as a teacher."

The tower rules of the Wuzong Tower stipulate that all the students and teachers in the tower will never give up on anyone without causing serious mistakes.

"If she is my husband for a day, then I will always be her disciple. Even if the tower doesn't want her, and Guiyuan doesn't accept her, I will continue to take care of her."

What's more, Jian Cong'an knew very clearly in her heart that Ta would not do that, and Guiyuan had never given up on someone who chose her, which made her very happy.

She also felt that her husband was an extremely remarkable person.

"That's it."

Sheng Yan seemed to realize something in his heart, but he couldn't figure it out.

She felt as if she had forgotten something very important again.

"Why did Mr. Jing have an accident? What kind of poison did he get?"

Jian Cong'an felt that this was not something that could not be said. It was far more appropriate to explain some things at once than to hide them, so she recalled them for a while and said them directly.

The Wuzong Pagoda has always been strict with the qualification assessment for teaching. As the difficulty of the ground level assessment is second only to the sky level, it is not dangerous, but very cumbersome.

It is also said that Jingzhu's luck is not good, the assessment has been carried out to the last step, and when she was out looking for Lingzhi, she bumped into Xiexiu Tucheng.

"Mr. didn't hit him, and then got caught, that's it."

Sheng Yu was startled: "Is that so?"

Jian Cong'an responded, "That's how it is."

"You just said that the evil cultivator was a late-stage Yuanying cultivator, so what kind of cultivation is Mr. Jing?"

"At that moment, he should have just transformed into a god."

Sheng Wei said in disbelief, "Then she can't run if she can't fight?"

"You can't run." Jian Cong'an shook her head, her expression was very serious, "If she runs away, the rest of the people in the city won't be able to last until everyone rushes to save them."

"As for what kind of poison she was poisoned, the master didn't tell everyone, and he didn't allow Taoyuan's teacher to tell us. We don't know very well. We only know that she will fall asleep every now and then."

Sheng Yu was speechless for a while, and she began to doubt again whether she was really in the world of cultivating immortals where the strong respect and the weak prey on the strong.

Something is wrong, everything is wrong.

From the moment she entered the tower, everything she experienced was inconsistent no matter where it was. Old Tao Li was a unique case, and the ones she saw later became more outrageous than the other.

But that was someone else's own choice, and she was blameless.

Sheng Yu's head began to ache, and for some reason, his face became more and more red.

Holding on to her spirit, she followed Jian Cong'an down the small hill. The bluestone path was rugged, and all she saw along the road were stretches of spiritual fields full of plants that she couldn't name.

The drizzle reflected the boundless greenery on the roadside, and there was a hazy scent of grass and trees floating in the air. After carefully distinguishing it, Sheng Yu found several familiar scents among them.

It is the main ingredients of some pills she needs to take when the fire poison occurs...

The bitter smell became more and more intense under the stimulation of the pain, causing Sheng Qi to shed tears, and in a daze, he unconsciously stuck it to Jian Cong'an, who had a pleasant smell of peace of mind.

"It's so bitter and smells bad, Xiao Taohua, is there a kind of Tiangu bitter numb and Buxiaoge around here?"

"Hey?"

Jian Cong'an looked at the little figure sticking to her in surprise, staggering and standing unsteadily, "Did you smell it wrong?"

In her impression, Tiangu Kuma and Buxiaoge are high-level rare spiritual plants that are inherently yin, and they will only grow in extremely cool places, and they will never appear in sunlight.

In addition, the growth environment of the two is extremely harsh. The former grows in the place where bones grow, and the latter can only grow in the place where resentment is strong. The Tianxiao Realm has long banned the artificial cultivation of Tiangu bitterma and Buxiaoge. A spiritual plant that is useless except to confuse people's minds.

How did her little Yunduo know about the existence of Tiangu Kuma and Buxiaoge?It seems that it is still very familiar.

"Did I smell it wrong?" Sheng Yu scratched his head and stabilized his figure.

Looking around, it really doesn't seem like there is a place for them to grow.

"If you feel bitter, it may be another spiritual plant."

There are too many spiritual plants on the side of the road, and Jian Cong'an couldn't tell them apart for a while. Seeing Sheng Yu's brows and eyes wrinkled into a ball, after thinking about it, he knelt down and picked him up, with his right hand in his pocket Digging and digging, it took a long time to take out a wooden box with great difficulty.

"Give you this."

Sheng Wei leaned on Jian Cong'an's shoulder and opened the wooden box. Inside was a piece of fluffy and soft white pastry that was as fluffy and soft as the lamb under their feet. It was made into a delicate cloud shape and sprinkled with a thick layer of powdered sugar. .

A cool and sweet breath rushed towards her face, and her eyes became brighter visibly.

In the box was the Yunxu cake from Baiwei Pavilion, which she was so familiar with. It was a mixture of sweet and glutinous early frost fruit and glutinous rice flour, with a lot of sugar added, and then mixed with ice-cold Xuan Cake. Frost honey, a small snack that can only be baked after dozens of complicated processes.

The sugar content is so high that it is directly included in the list of forbidden consumption by Bian Zheng.

Thinking about the Zaoshuang fruit trees that had been shoveled down on the mountain, she hadn't eaten Yunxu cake for a long time, and there was no Baiwei Pavilion outside the border of Beiyuan.

"Can you really give this to me?" Sheng Yu looked at Jian Cong'an expectantly, and immediately agreed with her nodding his brows and eyes with joy.

"Thank you, little peach blossom, woo woo woo!"

The soft and fluffy cloud cake enters the mouth, and the coolness of the early winter morning frost pours into the heart, which is refreshing.

The bitter and unpleasant smell in the nasal cavity was diluted, the abnormal blush on Sheng Yu's face also faded a little, and he became much more sober.

Jian Cong'an put aside the complicated thoughts in her mind, and seeing that she was a little more energetic, she introduced some spiritual fields and plants along the way to her.

"This piece of black soil spiritual field is all Senior Brother Gu's heart and soul." She pointed to the young man in Tsing Yi who was squatting in the pit in the distance, "Here, it is him."

The thing planted in the Black Soil Spiritual Field is known to Sheng Yu. It is a kind of crop called sweet potato, which is very common in ordinary countries.

But this is far from a spiritual plant, right?
The fertileness of the spiritual field under the feet can be seen at a glance. Is it too wasteful to grow ordinary things?

When they got closer, the young man in Tsing Yi heard her doubts, and said without raising his head: "Young Junior Sister, what you said is wrong."

Jian Cong An put down Sheng Yu, and saluted again: "Senior Brother Gu."

"Junior Sister Jian, you know the etiquette now." The young man in Tsing Yi raised his head, glanced at Sheng Yu beside her, and said with a smile, "Aren't you happy to have trouble with everyone during the day? Can the sheep be returned? smoothly?"

When the lamb who had been walking slowly behind the two of them saw the man in Tsing Yi, he spread his hooves and ran towards him, rubbed against his arms and yelled softly a few times.

"Meh, baa."

Jian Cong'an smiled awkwardly, Sheng Wei didn't understand what the two of them said, and looked at them blankly, then at the lamb.

The young man in Tsing Yi patted the rambunctious lamb reassuringly, and stood up staggeringly, his handsome face was abnormally pale, and the rain added to his fatigue.

"My surname is Gu, Gu Pan."

"Hello Senior Brother Gu, I'm Sheng Yu."

Sheng Yu stepped forward to salute.

Gu Pan returned the gift.

Jian Con'an noticed the bruises in his eyes, and asked doubtfully, "Senior Brother Gu, how long have you not rested?"

"Not much, not much, twenty days."

Gu Pan, who finished the salute, ignored the shocked eyes of the two, and fell back into the pit directly, "The closest one is getting ripe, and I can't leave people."

The size of the pit was just right, neither big nor small, just enough to hold him.

"I wanted to take a break the day before yesterday, but when I passed Professor Mao's melon field, I didn't dare to take a rest." Gu Pan paralyzed in the dirt pit and explained listlessly.

"No wonder I didn't see you during the day."

Gu Pan said bluntly: "Then you can take my sheep away?"

In fact, it was not just him. After the theft of the spirit melon happened, the fellow disciples whose crops were almost ripe recently squatted in the field day and night, not daring to slack off at all, for fear that if they didn't pay attention, they would end up like Professor Mao. end.

"Junior sister, come here."

The shock of seeing Jiaoxi Jing in Sheng Yu's heart has not yet subsided, and the brother he saw newly at this moment was lying in the pit and beckoning to her again.

She was really at a loss, and she felt that this study was different from what she thought.

She really wanted to know why Gu Pan called her over, so she walked over with small steps.

Then, she fell into the pit.

In a pit that was almost the same size as him.

(End of this chapter)