It is not uncommon for the monks who transformed the gods to retreat for at least a few decades to four or five hundred years. In just half a year, they just took a nap. Time flies to the hour of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Yi Tian did not return to his cave during this period and just sat in the mansion to handle the affairs at hand one by one.

Now they are all delegated to all power, and they handed over all the matters about spiritual planting to Zhou Buer, Meng Hua and Tian Zhuangshi together to deal with it. It is obvious that the decentralization of power is also to take care of the feelings of the three of them. Now, the newly promoted two people have good abilities, but they still lack experience in planting red ginger.

This aspect can only be made up slowly by time. I have made up for it. After this century of handover, I will adjust my personal belongings again, so that everyone can have the opportunity to participate in the cultivation of Red Ginseng.

Sitting in the management mansion, thinking in a daze, my mind suddenly moved and found someone running in hurriedly. Three breaths later, Tian Zhuangshi walked in and bowed to him, "Sir, the frame is ready, when will we set off?"

"No," Yi Tian replied casually, then glanced at him and laughed immediately. Who said that farmers all had elm-heads? Today, it was different from ordinary people. They washed their whole body several times with cleaning techniques, and their hair was tied up and combed in a bun, and they also brought a Taoist crown.

The clothing of the Shangqing Daozong is not much different in the inner door of the Taiqing Pavilion, but the clothing of the cuffs and collars are marked differently. The clothing of the inner door of the Taiqing Pavilion is bright yellow with auspicious clouds as the mark, and the monks who transform the gods are three. The clothing of the Shangqing Daozong is pure white with the same mark.

Today, it seems that if he and Tian Zhuangshi stand together, he is more like a disciple of the sect.

In fact, Yi Tian has not worn sect clothing several times since he entered Taiqing Pavilion, and he does not look as ulterior motives as Tian Zhuangshi.

After watching it for a while, he asked, "To be honest, you are quite energetic today, but if you want to accompany me in, it will be up to your own abilities."

After hearing this, Tian Zhuangshi raised his eyebrows and asked hurriedly: "I don't know how adults want to take the school exam?"

"What you are good at is just spiritual planting. Then you know the many rare spiritual plants in the spiritual world?" Yi Tianshi asked.

"Sir, I can't tell you everything, but basically no one can recognize what I can't recognize," Tian Zhuangshi replied proudly with his chest raised.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance."

Half an hour later, the access control of the Ling Plantation Grand Array was opened and a black-winged horse-drawn carriage flew out. The coachman was Tian Zhuangshi, while Yi Tian was sitting leisurely in the car holding the invitation and looking carefully.

The place where Murong Feixue invited this time was called "Zuixian Pool". Yi Tian himself had no idea about this, and it was too late to ask his brother-in-law for advice. Fortunately, Tian Zhuangshi became excited after hearing the place name, and it seemed that it was a great place.

Then Yi Tian didn't say much and asked him to drive the carriage directly. The black-winged carriage roared in the air and passed by a hundred miles. After a while, he rushed towards the back mountain of the sect, but he always circled outside the forbidden barrier of the forbidden area in the back mountain.

After a moment, the speed of the carriage slowly dropped. Yi Tian leaned his head and looked through the window and found that he seemed to have come to the sky above a lake. The lakeside is about three or four hundred miles away, and now the carriage is running towards the largest island in the center of the lake.

Tian Zhuangshi quickly pulled up the rope and let the carriage slowly fall down the clouds and finally stopped at the shore of a dock. At this time, many monks were sailing on ships and flew from the air like this, which seemed extremely unique.

The monks around all pointed at each other and seemed to be disdaining Tian Zhuangshi's actions. Some people even saw the monk dressed in a gangster dressed in a gangster and looked even more disdainful.

It was Yi Tian's first time here. He originally thought not to be too ostentatious, but he didn't expect that he would successfully attract everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.

As he glanced at the sight of a small path leading to the deep, there were three female cultivators receiving them at the intersection. After seeing this, Tian Zhuangshi sent a private voice: "Sir, you can show the invitation to Fairy Chuntao to see it."

Yi Tian didn't say anything anymore, and waited for Tian Zhuangshi to settle the carriage and took the people up. After showing the invitation, he was about to walk in. Suddenly, Chuntao shouted with cleverness: "Senior, wait, only one invitation can pass by one person, and idle people can't enter."

Obviously this was for me, but the finger was directed at Tian Zhuangshi. But if I was convinced today, I would be criticized if it spreads out and said that I was a god-transformed monk who was afraid of a maid in the Nascent Soul stage.

He wanted to stop and retreat and took back the invitation, "Is this the tutor of fellow Taoist Murong? It's better not to participate in it."

After saying that, she turned around and pretended to leave. Anyway, she probably found out that Murong Feixue's divine thoughts had already been released. Since her maid made things difficult for her, it would be better to put pressure on the other party in turn.

Sure enough, Chuntao hurriedly stepped forward to apologize when she heard this, "Senior, please calm down, but the lady has a life, and I can't disobey it. If you want to bring people in, there is a way."

"Tell me."

Chuntao pointed to the gong rack beside him and said, "Miss, I said, as long as the senior rings all the gongs on it." After that, he reached out and handed a copper rod a foot long.

Yi Tian took over and weighed it in his hand, then slowly walked forward and gently swept across the shelf without any trace.

There were seven-sided gongs on it. After gazes passed, they stretched out their right hand and held the copper rod and raised them. The figure flashed across the place wherever they went, and the copper rod gently hit the surface of the gong, and then made a sound from low to high.

The sound is of varying strength but combined, it turns into an extremely thick sound mixed with its own spiritual pressure fluctuations, turning into seven sound waves in the air, combining two into one and dissipating in all directions.

The sound waves quickly spread in the naked eye. What kind of person with a weaker cultivation was trembling with his legs trembling when the sound of the gong was shocked, and he fell to the ground without standing firmly.

Chuntao Station is naturally the first to be affected recently. Fortunately, her cultivation level is slightly higher than that of ordinary people. After supporting her for three breaths, she trembled and fell down.

I saw a flash of inspiration and held Chuntao, then said, "The little maid at home has a limited eye to hit Junior Brother Yi. Please forgive her for my sake."

The visitor was wearing a palace outfit, with light makeup on his face, and his hair was tied up and a beaded hairpin was inserted on it. It was the person I had met at the Chuangong Temple last time. Yi Tian knew that it was the main owner who came forward and naturally could not pursue it anymore. He smiled and bowed and said, "It turns out that Senior Sister Murong came here in person. Junior Brother is polite. Some trivial matters are no problem. Please don't even ask Chuntao, don't blame me for taking action too quickly."

"Junior Brother Yi is worried too much. Many fellow sects have arrived. Please come in," Bei Ming Feixue replied faintly.
Chapter completed!