I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 321, living soul

Don't worry about what has happened.

Yang Zhao turned off the video recording function of the phone, and followed Shen Ruoyu back to the pit where Fang Shuli struggled out of. .

When they reached the place, Shen Ruoyu disappeared in the air, leaving her alone.

The little grass golden elixir has not dared to move since she came here, and has been growing in the small pot next to the big pit where Shen Ruoyu was buried.

Although the spring is beautiful and the spring breeze is warm, the grass always has a wilting feeling.

"Senior, how are you doing recently?"

Seeing Yang Zhao taking the initiative to talk to him, Xiaocao Jindan stretched its leaves.

"Okay...okay, it's a bit sunny here, can you get me to the next room to avoid the shade?"

Um?Unknown, Yang Zhao looked up at the sky, lowered his head and picked up the basin, and led him into a large hall not far away.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?"

"After you came back this time, you were so polite that you actually called me senior."

As soon as he entered the hall, Xiaocao Jindan seemed to be full of vitality for an instant.

"This time you brought so many people in such a noisy way, all of them entered Sujin Pagoda?"

"Yes, the formation has been prepared, and those people will go in tomorrow."

There is nothing to hide about this, Yang Zhao answered truthfully.

Xiaocao Jindan asked seemingly casually.

"Then am I going to settle down at the formation?"

Yang Zhao also thought that he was reluctant to leave the geomantic treasure land where Shen Ruoyu was buried. After all, Taoist trees had grown in that place, and seeing Master Aoki's appearance, there should be something magical about it.

"No, I'll just move you there when the time comes, no trouble."

"Why don't you bother?"

Xiaocao Jindan yelled uncontrollably, then realized what was wrong with him, and suppressed his voice with a dry smile.

"No... That's so embarrassing. I have to trouble you to move back and forth. It's fine for me to settle there directly."

Yang Zhao is not a fool either, he immediately understood the other party's intentions.

"What's the matter? Is this a disagreement with my uncle?"

"How could it be? Impossible. Senior Shen is an expert senior. He has a good temper. How could he embarrass me?"

Even if Xiaocao Jindan's voice sounded righteous, people could hear signs of guilt in his words.

But this place is too close to Shen Ruoyu's burial place, Yang Zhao is too embarrassed to ask again, so as not to stir up conflicts between the two of them.

"It just so happens that Yunyang Temple is short of manpower. I just want to invite an honest and prudent person to preside over the overall situation there. Since the senior also has the same intention, let's go."

"go!"

Yang Zhao picked up the pot of grass whose leaves were obviously a little brighter, went out of the yard, and came to the front yard where the formation was arranged in the afternoon, and found a room for him to put it in.

"Senior, are you having trouble with my master?"

"How dare I."

Xiaocao Jindan pulled out its roots from the flower pot, and then the whole grass collapsed on the ground with a "click".

"But I'm too depressed, you know? He puts the little bean man away twice a day, every time he comes out, I feel like my leaves are frostbitten, do you understand? I'm a creature, I'm alive, I'm affected It's gone."

If it wasn't for Xiaocao's lack of eyes, Yang Zhao would have burst into tears at this moment.

Seeing that Xiaocao Jindan was so sad, she was too embarrassed to interrupt his self-pity right now, so she took out the formation manual given by Mr. Chanzhou Fuxue and began to consider it carefully.

The things that have always been translated are translated by Yang Zhao, and then translated by Guofu Minqiang. The two are compared, so that it is easy to find out the difference in cognition between the two sides.

When the sun was setting and the superstars were bullying the sky, Yang Zhao lit up the room with a magic trick, and then woke up the limp grass lying on the ground.

"Yang Zhao, why are you still here?"

Xiaocao Jindan shook off the unwarranted dust on her body, ran to the flowerpot, and turned the soil in the flowerpot with her roots.

"I thought you left early, what's the matter staying here?"

"Yes, tomorrow I will take the students from the Chanzhou Prefecture School into the Sujin Pagoda, and then your identity will be lost."

Yang Zhao stuffed the small book into his schoolbag. This sentence was both a notification and a warning. In case someone was not careful about gossip, Xiaocao Jindan was prepared in advance to endure it.

"Don't worry, I understand, I will pay attention to it tomorrow."

Xiaocao Jindan looked at the fruits of his labor with satisfaction, jumped into the flower pot and planted the roots in it.

"I'm in someone else's territory, how dare I be arrogant? You should hurry up and find a place to sleep. There is not even a bed in Yunyang Temple."

"The senior, you rest first, the junior is gone."

Yang Zhao saluted the other party goodbye, turned around and left the room.

Xiaodouren, who moved bricks in Yunyang Temple, had already returned to Shen Ruoyu one after another according to the habit of the previous few days.

She glanced at it and ignored it. She found a room, took out the quilt she had bought in her Qiankun bag, and laid it in a corner, stuffed a calcining pulse pill in her mouth, and began to meditate hard.

Early the next morning, Yang Zhao went to Cangcheng to have breakfast, and then went back to the foot of Nanshan Mountain to wait for others.

The following things went smoothly, no matter whether it was Master Qingmu or the gentlemen of the Chanzhou government school, they turned a blind eye to the obviously problematic little grass golden pill.

Not even one of the more than 60 students from the Chanzhou Prefecture School jumped out to seek thorns.

When Sujin Pagoda was pulled over by Xiaocao Jindan, the green grass leaves had withered and turned yellow.

Yang Zhao closed her eyes and held the formation flag to activate the formation. When she opened her eyes again, it was already golden.

The entry and exit of the pagoda were very smooth, but this time entering the Sukin Pagoda was very different from the last time.

The last time she entered the pagoda with students from Yunzhou Prefecture School and Chanzhou Prefecture School, everyone was scattered.

But this time more than 60 people gathered together.

Although these students were surprised, they did not panic.

On the contrary, they came out in groups of three and two, and helped each other when subduing soul weapons.

Yang Zhao has nothing to do with her anymore, Taoist Xie who went to visit Central City.

Manipulating the exercises taught by Daoren Xie made his soul fly, Yang Zhao wandered in the sky for a week, and finally fell to the ground to find the remnant soul of a plant to ask for directions, only to find the way to the central city.

The martial arts arena in the central city was still full of noise. She went in this time without someone to guide her, so she found Daoist Xie by herself.

Daoren Xie was very happy about her arrival, but he frowned after only looking at her carefully.

"Why do you smell evil on your body? Have you met a wild god?"

Oh, this kind of feeling of being seen through at a glance is not very good, but fortunately Yang Zhaoxin is relatively big.

"A few days ago, a wild god wanted to take my home, but my soul lamp blocked it. Now it's all right."

(End of this chapter)