I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 582,

By the time Master Fengnan led a group of people to a vast desert, he himself had dropped to a height of more than ten meters, looking even more delicate and cute.

As soon as they entered the desert, their group encountered a few cultivators. The further they went, the more cultivators they encountered.

However, when ordinary cultivators saw the posture of the layman Fengnan, they would stay far away when they encountered each other, forming a no-man's land with a radius of more than ten miles.

The wind in the desert is getting stronger and stronger, and the strong wind rolls up the sand and dyes the world dark red.

Not long after traveling, layman Fengnan stopped and floated quietly in mid-air.

At this moment, Yang Yun discovered that the array disk under Yang Zhao had changed from a faint white light to green, but now his sister still had her eyes closed, so he didn't know if he felt the changes below.

"Sister, your array disk has turned green."

Yang Zhao closed her eyes. She worked hard to adjust the spiritual power in her body, while also caring about Yang Yun's changes.

After entering the desert, Yang Zhao obviously felt that it was difficult to collect water. In the past, this small problem was nothing, but after so much time of spiritual energy consumption, she is now very sensitive to the slightest change in spiritual energy.

"It's okay. Move quickly. In two or three hours it will be time for you to take a medicinal bath."

Yang Zhao might not remember the others clearly, but she knew the time of the medicinal bath with certainty.

"Okay, sister, you don't have to worry about me."

This time Yang Yun didn't dare to complain. He stretched out his arms and legs in the water polo and ran like a little hamster.

When the time came, Yang Zhao devoted some of his attention to brewing medicine for Yang Yun.

This is relatively simple. Just take out Yang Yun's small medicine jar, put down the medicinal materials, fill it with water, hang the medicine jar in mid-air, and then draw a small fireball from below.

Yang Yun grinned and looked at the small medicine jar, as if he was looking at an unparalleled enemy.

But no matter how afraid he was, what was coming would still come. When the smell of the medicine filled the air, Yang Yun already had an expression that was ready to die righteously.

Yang Zhao opened his eyes and guided the medicinal liquid into the water polo.

Yang Yun's eyes widened suddenly, and finally he closed them violently. He muffled a scream that made his chest tremble.

The two siblings grew up together and knew each other's personalities very well. Yang Zhao had been quiet for such a long time, and he knew that his sister was in trouble without asking.

I really don't want to cause trouble to Yang Zhao at this time.

Yang Zhao fought with one hand and stared at Yang Yun with bright eyes, ready to save the situation at any time.

The actions of the siblings naturally attracted the attention of others, but with layman Fengnan at their side, no one dared to act rashly.

Time passed slowly, and with Yang Zhao's support, Yang Yun finally finished his ordeal and passed out happily.

Yang Zhao methodically pumped the water to replace it, then closed his eyes, calmed down, and once again concentrated on adjusting the spiritual power in his body, striving to recover more spiritual power when he completed the mission of Fengnan layman.

This is the first time Yang Zhao has adjusted the spiritual power in his body so intuitively and meticulously, and it is also the first time he has carefully observed the "Sanqing Zhengyang Sutra" in his body.

In the past, she used to perform this technique out of habit, knowing it but not knowing why. Just like mathematical formulas, she just used them without thinking about going into details to understand the principles.

But this time, she observed that the flow rate of the "Sanqing Zhengyang Meridian" in each meridian in the body was different.

Not only is the flow rate different, sometimes the spiritual power will travel back and forth once or twice within a meridian before flowing forward.

Because the time was short, Yang Zhao had not yet figured out the rules, but this also aroused her interest.

Unexpectedly, upon careful study, this technique also has a mysterious color.

The sun in the sky slowly changed, and the time was up in a blink of an eye. Master Fengnan put away the array disk and spoke in a much softer voice. "Thank you for your help. I will thank you all for your help."

As he spoke, a slender blue thread half a foot long flew to Yang Zhao's face with a swaying head.

Yang Zhao suppressed the strange look in his eyes, grabbed the squirming labor thread, and bowed to the layman Fengnan to thank him.

As for what this thing is for, I'm sorry she doesn't know, and she doesn't dare to ask.

I am afraid that if I show my timidity in front of other Jindan monks, I will cause some trouble.

Layman Fengnan didn't say much. As soon as the thing was fired, he turned around and flew away, leaving the fifty golden elixir monks where they were.

As soon as Fengnan layman walked away, the fifty golden elixirs dispersed like birds and beasts in black nests, flying away from home in the direction of Fengnan layman.

Yang Zhao was no exception, but the direction she chose was rather strange. She followed layman Fengnan.

However, Master Fengnan flew faster, and the two disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yang Zhao was not in a hurry, and followed slowly with Yang Yun behind. He spread his consciousness, found a sand dune, buried a few small warning formation flags outside, and then plunged in.

The sandy soil layer here is really thick. The two of them used soil skills to drill down for more than a hundred meters, but the sandy soil structure was still there.

In the end, Yang Chao stopped running down and used his spiritual power to prop up a space of more than ten cubic meters in the sand. He did a trick and sat down.

"Sister, how do you feel now?"

"very tired."

Yang Zhao took out his mobile phone from the Qiankun bag and threw it into Yang Yun's hand.

"Just watch the time. When it's time for your medicinal bath, just call me. I'm too tired. I want to take a nap after meditating."

"Okay, sister, go to sleep."

Yang Zhao sat cross-legged, with his five hearts facing the sun, and meditated on the "Three Purities and Zhengyang Sutra" to enter concentration. The spiritual energy began to penetrate into this small space from all directions in the sand dune.

After a while, the spiritual energy in this space was so strong that it made people want to sneeze.

"This Golden Core Stage cultivator is different, but she has never practiced in such a big way before."

Yang Yun looked at his sister with some worry, feeling uneasy in his heart.

But after a while, seeing his sister's rosy face and calm expression, his beating heart gradually calmed down.

At this moment, the spiritual energy in this small space was so thick that it was almost dripping with water. Yang Yunxian was too bored and did not dare to practice. He could only take out his phone and look through it.

This phone is not connected to the Internet and cannot even play games, but it is much better than just sitting there.

I don't know how long it took, but the alarm on my phone rang, and it was Yang Yun's daily torment again.

When the two of them emerged from the sand layer, there was no trace of the original sand dunes, and they didn't know where they had been moved by the wind.

"Sister, where are we going this time?"

Yang Zhao looked far into the distance and found that this desert was quite lively. Even if he didn't move, he could still see a few figures speeding past in the distance from time to time.

"Follow the large army. There are so many people heading in the same direction. They are probably all going to Tianxiang Pavilion."

Yang Zhao looked at the direction and started flying there.

(End of this chapter)