Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 121 The soil of Guiyuan
"Little Junior Sister, is it comfortable to stay in the pit?"

Unsurprisingly, Sheng Yu seemed to hear the sound of his leg fracture.

It's just a little pain, she doesn't care, doesn't care.

Ignoring the immobile palms, Sheng Yu turned over and lay down in the pit like Gu Pan. I have to say that the soil under his body was loose and soft, but it was a little wet.

She was very close to the earth, the fragrance of soil and rain flowed under her body, and she thought of a sentence inexplicably.

"The sky and the earth are the huts, the breeze is the cover, and the mountains and rains are in my arms, so uncomfortable."

"Yes, you have vision." Gu Pan looked proud, "There are so many places in Guiyuan, but mine is the most comfortable place to lie on."

"That's really remarkable."

Sheng Yu glanced at Jian Cong'an who was trying to dig himself out, and the latter looked away guiltily.

While planing, a depression suddenly appeared on the ground. Jane slipped from her foot and fell down smoothly.

"You are all amazing."

Sheng Fu's tone increased, and he once again wondered whether something was wrong with him or the world.

She was a little flustered, she had never seen the world, and hadn't met many people, but no matter how she looked at it, the people in the tower she saw so far looked a little strange.

What Jian Cong'an thought was interesting and what she knew was interesting seemed to be completely different things!

"I like to hear this, and my junior sister can boast a little more." Gu Pan was taken aback for a moment, then started laughing.

Sheng Yu has never wanted to run before, she just wants to leave this weird place everywhere.

At this moment, she missed the days in Guiyu Mountain terribly, and was about to struggle to get up, "Senior Sister Jian, Senior Brother Gu, why do I feel that I am about to be buried in the dirt."

"It's not what you think, it's that you're really going to be buried in the dirt."

Gu Pan used his hands as a pillow, lying in the pit next to Sheng Yu and humming softly. I have to say that their new junior sister is quite interesting, looking at the mud eyes covered on the face He didn't even blink, without the slightest bit of fear.

Unlike Jian Cong'an's natural love for Sheng Yu, Gu Pan was somewhat dissatisfied with the so-called new student announced by the dean.

It's not yet the time to recruit for the exam. Since when has there been a student in the tower who didn't pass the exam?Anyway, according to his understanding, there must not have been in the past few hundred years.

He is not happy.

He, Gu Pan, is a man with a temper.

It's really not that he holds grudges, the assessment of Wuzong Tower has always been weird, like what Jian Cong'an met in that year was mowing grass, and he met in that year, I still want to cry when I think about it.

Unable to tell whether it was rain or tears on his face, Gu Pan fished out a sweet potato dug out from the ground and took two bites. The corners of his eyes turned red. After thinking about it, he broke another sweet potato and handed it to Sheng Qi's mouth.

"Come and take a bite, if you don't eat, you will have to eat dirt."

Sheng Yu: "..."

I'll eat, I'll eat, I can't eat.

Seeing that the mud is about to overflow her mouth and nose, she has to eat it even if it is Shiquan Dabu soup right now.

It's all like this, it's strange that Sheng Qi can't feel Gu Pan's dissatisfaction anymore.

The strange thing is that the kind of dissatisfaction is very subtle, she can't detect Gu Pan's malice, and can't remember where she offended him just now.

She had never eaten raw sweet potatoes before, and the sweet potatoes that Gu Pan handed over were not as thin and small as those in the ordinary world, they were as big as her own head, and the skin and flesh were light pink.

Well, the appearance is very good, the taste is chewy, and there is no spiritual fluctuation.

As soon as the pulp entered her mouth, Sheng Yu regretted it. She felt that the mud around her mouth might be a little more fragrant than this thing.

"Is it tasty?"

Does Sheng Yu dare to say that it is not delicious?But I really can't say anything against my will, so I can only keep silent.

"It's okay if it doesn't taste good, and I don't think it tastes good either."

Before she could open her mouth, Gu Pan answered her self-consciously. He stood up and crawled out of the pit, first dug Jian Cong'an out of the pit, who was struggling more and more sinking, waved his hands again, and buried him. The soil in Sheng Yu's pit stopped falling.

She finally couldn't help but said: "Senior brother, how did I offend you?"

"You say my sweethearts are mortal things, and you still think it's a waste to plant them in the ground. Is that enough of a reason?"

"I took my sheep and didn't say thank you to it when I ran out. Is this an excuse?"

Gu Pan feigned anger, and a pair of dark eyes stared straight at the little girl who was sunk deep into the pit.

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"Senior Sister Jian, the one who hangs himself on the tree over there is also a student of Gui Yuan?"

"Hanging on the tree is Lejiao."

"What is he doing?"

"He's practicing."

"Which way can you fix it?"

"It's not clear, the instructors have their own ideas."

Holding a dry tree bark in his arms and carrying a small cloth bag full of sweet potatoes and mud on his back, Sheng Kui fell into a momentary silence.

"Then, those who played and sang on the cotton pile over there are also cultivating?" Sheng Yu hesitated.

"Yes." Jian Cong'an looked up at the three people who couldn't see their heads and faces from a distance and were all wrapped in quilts, and explained patiently.

"Zhang Jiaoxi, Senior Brother Wan Le and Senior Sister Wan Yi are always easy to talk to. Would you like to go over and say hello to them now?"

"No, no, no." Seeing the three people crying and howling in the distance, Sheng Yu hurriedly shook his head like a rattle, picked up Jian Cong'an and continued to run forward.

She didn't ask the three of them what method they practiced, because she knew that she didn't understand it at all, so it was useless to ask.

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The bark of different widths, narrow lengths and lengths was inserted into the mud, and there was a handful of stretched cotton in Sheng Yu's hand, which was fluffier and softer than lamb's down.

"Why did the beautiful sister over there plant herself in the ground?"

Her hair was disheveled, and her body was covered with colored glaze beads.

"Senior Sister Lu is experiencing the growth method of the corn."

"I understand, this is also a kind of practice." Sheng Qi felt that he would no longer be surprised.

"Not bad." Jian Cong'an patted Sheng Yu's shoulder, showing a look of approval, "That's it."

As expected of her little Yunduo, she is very good.

After pulling the cotton ball that does not touch the rain twice and flattening it, Sheng Yu put it on the top of his head, struggling to hold the colorful glazed big bud valley in his arms that was taller than half of himself, and walked with Jian Cong'an Pass a row of extremely tall bamboo fences.

She raised her head suddenly and asked: "What is Xiao Taohua's practice?"

The large wave of grass passing by appeared in my mind, could it be the grass?
"It's mowing the grass, mowing the grass!"

"Oh, that's great!"

Compared with the previous ones, Mowing the Grass sounded much more normal anyway, and Sheng Yu maintained his calm on the face extremely well.

Jian Cong'an smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Jing said, when I can cut all the grass in the grass waves, my practice will be finished."

"I'm sure you can do it." Sheng Yu nodded expressionlessly, wishing sincerely.

Wild fire, in spring.

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On the way to the melon field behind the bamboo fence, Sheng Yu glanced at the empty dry land, and finally remembered what he had forgotten.

She left the storage bag that Ruoye Cangfeng entrusted herself to Mao Jiaoxi on the boat.

And the boat is still stuck between the reefs and aquatic plants in the dark river.

On the dry land that is incompatible with the surrounding fertile spiritual fields, Mao Yue was lying on it, face down, motionless.

"This is Mao Yue, Professor Mao." Jian Cong'an stepped forward to introduce Sheng Yu, "He may have been hit a little bit now, and he is not very energetic. Xiao Yunduo is not to be blamed."

"Professor Mao, this is Sheng Yu, a new student in the academy. The dean asked me to bring it here for you to have a look."

Jane moved from An to Mao Jiaoxi's side, turned her body over, wiped off the muddy water on her face, and turned her head to where Sheng Yu was standing, and asked, "Do you see it clearly? Do you recognize it?" ? Stop beating people up like melon thieves!"

The reason she gave such instructions was because Mao Yue was not good at dealing with people, and he was only immersed in the field, which led to the failure of all the students in his courtyard to recognize each other. Li was full of suspicion, seeing this strange face, he thought it was a melon thief.

Yesterday afternoon, Mao Yue saw two sneaky figures behind the bamboo fence, and without thinking about it, he picked up a hoe to meet them.

Then there is no more.

Seeing that Mao Jiaoxi didn't open his mouth, but the wails floating in the air continued, Sheng Yu was very surprised: "Who are those two people?"

"Senior sister Wu Zhi and Jiang Lian in the rice field across the bank from the melon field."

"What are the two senior sisters doing in Guatian?"

"It's said that I didn't take good care of the little guy I raised under my hand, so I lost it."

Wu Zhi said that what happened later was purely an accident, not that she disrespected the instructors, but that her hands reacted faster than her brain to the hoe that fell from the sky.

Well, Professor Tangtang has never beaten a student, but was beaten and cried, and then clamored for the elders to uphold justice. This is probably the only one.

The lost melon, the lost little guy, the storage bag that someone gave to me, the eggs of the red crystal jade scale snake that were not cleaned up in the field, the corpse of the red crystal jade scale snake that was sent to the willow yard, and someone's night Just happened to pass by.

Sheng Qi took a step back unconsciously, thought to himself, and came to two conclusions.

First, Ruoye Cangfeng is dangerous.

Second, it is more appropriate for the parties concerned to handle some unclear matters.

That's right!
right!
It's no wonder that Mao Yue is so depressed. For such farmers, the crops in the field are equivalent to children raised by themselves. Isn't the loss of crops the same as the loss of children?The child lost himself and was beaten again because of an accident. It's strange that he can be energetic.

After walking around for a while, Sheng Yu found that he had to get used to all kinds of weird people in the courtyard, and his thinking began to gradually get closer to everyone.

There is another thing that she thinks is very miraculous. Professor Mao can make the voice resound across most of the tower without opening his mouth.

"That is Mao Jiaoxi's innate supernatural power, which can let all people whose cultivation base is not higher than two levels of his own hear his heart without distinction within a certain area."

Jian Cong'an coughed twice, pulled Sheng Qi who had finished saluting, turned around and left.

"I see."

There was nothing in the field except the dry melon vines, so naturally there was no way to add another melon in Sheng Yu's hands.

"I thought what I heard was a real sound, but what I actually felt was the imprint of entering the Sea of ​​Consciousness directly through magical powers?"

"That's about the same as you say."

Sheng Yu was speechless, which seemed to be similar to the knock on the door of Yunxiao Restaurant, "Don't you all find it noisy? No one stopped him?"

"Professor Mao has not yet been able to control his innate supernatural powers well. Once the mood fluctuates too much, we will see what we are seeing now." Jian Cong'an looked at her gently, "As time goes by, we will get used to it."

"Well, there is nothing outside the heart, so the ears are naturally silent..."

"No, we just banned the Sea of ​​Consciousness." Jian Cong'an shook his head, and looked at Sheng Yu innocently, "Didn't you realize that I've been talking to you all this time, and didn't use my spiritual consciousness to transmit sound?"

Oh, no wonder he dared to openly and openly whisper his ears not far from the teaching area. The reason is not because he was brave, but because everyone really couldn’t hear him when he was out of the distance!
The corn grains on the big colorful glass corn grains in his arms were soft and bouncy, and Sheng Yu had a great time poking and pinching them one by one.

Bai Wei had previously told her that she could not use her spiritual consciousness in the near future, but now she touched her left eye and it seemed that there was nothing unusual, neither painful nor itchy, and the sea of ​​consciousness was peaceful and quiet, and Hei Jiaoxiao, who had the effect of blocking spiritual consciousness, had already I don't know where to fly.

Besides, when she was still wearing that thing, wasn't she also affected by Jiaoxi Mao's innate magical powers?

Now that it's like this, it shouldn't be a big problem, right?
Sheng Yu was a little guilty, and touched the broken hair on his forehead. It seemed that he had to ask Xiaoyan when he went back.

The two didn't go far, they just circled around the hillside.

"The teaching students you have met before, including me, there are 11 people in total. In addition, there are Brother Ji and Sister Hua who have entered the depths of the forest to practice. It is too far away for me to take you there. You'll see them both at night."

Hearing these words, Sheng Yu couldn't help but feel strange, Nuo Da is a small world, counting the dean, there are only 14 people?

Thinking in the heart, showing in the eyes.

"We are at the junction of Caolang and Linhai. There are more high-level students in the depths of Linhai and Qingshan, but that is not what we should contact now." Jian Cong'an smiled, "They probably don't want to Feel free to bother."

"Everyone is a very personal person." She added.

Sheng Yu was silent again, and walked back to the top of the hill with Jian Cong'an on the bluestone slab.

The rain had stopped, and the sky was bright again. The warm afternoon wind carried away the rainwater in the hair, and the muddy water on the hem of the clothes and the toes of the shoes formed lumps and fell down in a rustle.

Holding the skirt that had become clean, Sheng Yu's eyes widened, and he said in surprise, "It's amazing."

The soft warm wind after the rain brought the words in the thatched cottage.

"They are all part of the earth, and will eventually return to the embrace of the earth."

Jing Zhu has already woken up, walked out of the thatched hut, and gazed peacefully at the small figure surrounded by crops.

Those crops are not rare spiritual plants, nor do they have a beautiful appearance. Compared with the little girl's delicate clothes, they look out of place.

Teacher Bi Shan's harsh voice was also at odds with his peaceful demeanor.

Realizing that she was explaining the previous surprise to himself, Sheng Qi was startled.

She put down the object on the back of her head in her hands, and saluted with a straight front.

(End of this chapter)