Looking around, everything was golden, yellow and green, accompanied by the intoxicating fragrance. Zhiying felt that her sense of sight and smell were not enough! Her eyes were shining, she raised her hand and touched it lightly on the branch, and the golden osmanthus fell into the palm of her hand.

, formed into a ball, extremely beautiful.

She smiled at Ji Li and said, "Did you bring me here to eat osmanthus?" Then she couldn't help showing a hint of disappointment, "But osmanthus cannot be eaten raw. It must be made into osmanthus nectar or dried into osmanthus before it can be used."

Ji Li shook his head: "It's not Osmanthus..."

"Hey, the second son has come to Fanghu Mountain. The old man has just come back from Yu Fang. What a coincidence! What a coincidence!" An old, thick but somewhat brisk voice said Ji Li unceremoniously with the sound of a bell.

If you say anything, interrupt.

Zhiying looked around, trying to see who was so arrogant that he even ignored Ji Li, the second highness of the demon clan. What surprised her even more was that Ji Li not only did not pursue the matter, but instead turned respectfully in one direction.

He saluted and called out politely but intimately: "Lao Hu."

Old pot?

She looked across from Ji Li and saw no one.

Observing carefully, some distance ahead, the osmanthus tree, which was only as high as Ji Li's chest, shook for a while, causing the leaves to rustle, and there was a faint ringing of bells.

The movement was getting closer and closer, and suddenly something jumped out of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. It had a round belly and a square mouth, with edges and corners. After a closer look, Wen Ying recognized that it was a square purple sand pot.

The square pot tilted its corner and stood on the branch of the sweet-scented osmanthus, and the voice just now came from inside: "Huh? This time I brought a female doll with me!"

Zhiying felt two eyes falling on her, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. She couldn't help but look at Ji Li who had already stood upright.

Ji Li turned his head slightly to signal her to calm down.

Fang Hu jumped in front of Zhi Ying, moved the spout of the spout up and down towards her, as if he was sizing her up, then shook the spout left and right twice, and said with a sigh, "It's another Yun tribe member."

"What's wrong with the Yun people?" Zhi Ying couldn't help but ask him.

Fang Hu paused, suddenly leaned back, and exclaimed: "Everyone from the Yun tribe is amazing!" There was another burst of tut-tutting, and the crisp ringtone was intermittently mixed with the hoarse and deep voice, which sounded very weird.

, making Weaver Ying unconsciously want to cover his ears.

At this time, Fang Hu finished his emotion and jumped in front of her several times, causing Zhi Ying to take a few steps back reflexively. He said: "Girl, come and sit in my pot!"

Zhiying asked in confusion: "What are you sitting on...?"

Before she finished speaking, she was guided by a gentle force towards the square pot. Just as they were about to collide, her eyes suddenly blurred, and her body instantly became lighter. When she regained consciousness, the scene in front of her had already changed.

It's quite different.

When I looked up, I saw a row of bamboo fences. Outside the fence was a dense bamboo forest with phoenix tails, accompanied by the faint chanting of dragons, and it was very quiet.

"Oh, baby girl, it's been years since anyone from the Yun tribe came here!" A voice from the square pot sounded behind him.

She turned around and saw an old man wearing dark purple coarse cloth. The old man had white hair, white eyebrows and a white beard, all braided into thin braids. There were two copper bells nailed to the end of his beard, which made the bells ring when he spoke.

, although he is dressed in a casual outfit, his eyes are sharp and very imposing.

Seeing how he was dressed, Zhiying immediately had something to worry about. She bowed slightly and called out: "Mr. Hu."

The corners of Hu Lao's mouth curved in an appreciative arc, and he fiddled with the bells on his beard with his fingers, asking: "Which Yun tribe are you from?"

"This junior is the goddess Zhi Ying of the Shadow Department of Siyun Palace."

Mr. Hu put her name on the tip of his tongue twice and asked again: "Are you in charge of the Yun Clan now?"

Zhi Ying shook her head and said with a smile: "How many brushes do I have? How can I take care of it?" The Yin Department's Yun Wu alone made her bored to death, and the entire Yun Clan, this was too much for her!

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, just get used to it." Old Hu pressed his hand.

Zhiying couldn't help but feel calm, like a deep pool in a valley, without any ripples. She wondered: "I wonder what Mr. Hu can teach me?"

Mr. Hu waved his hand: "I don't have any advice! The little old man just invited you to come in and sit down." He motioned for Zhiying to follow him into the bamboo house, and pointed to a futon, "Come on, come on, sit here, sit here!

"

Zhiying was "invited" by him in a daze, and was confused. Seeing that he wanted to have a long talk with her, she said: "Mr. Hu, I..."

Suddenly, Hu Lao pressed his lips with his index finger and whispered: "Shh, don't make any sound."

Zhiying was about to leave, but a dark purple figure flashed in front of her eyes, completely blocking her path. Hu Lao nuzzled at the futon and raised his bell to ring softly. Zhiying had no choice but to go back and sit down on the futon.

She felt that her spiritual power was absolutely suppressed here. Perhaps this Fang Hu was from Lao Hu's Sumeru realm! She didn't know if she was an old monster who had been cultivating for many years.

Mr. Hu was very satisfied with her obedient look. He sat on a futon opposite Zhiying and said: "Don't move, don't listen, don't hear, don't talk, don't look. Clear your mind and make up your mind, gather the true yang, and bring them all to one place; hug them."

Yuan Shou Yi, retaining spirit and solid energy, superior, flat and falling, disappearing away."

Zhiying hesitated for a moment, and then followed what Mr. Hu said, relaxing his five senses, eliminating distracting thoughts in his mind, and calming his mind. His consciousness gathered in the lower Dantian of the abdomen, and then slowly rose from the lower Dantian to the middle Dantian, which is at the chest.

, and then slowly sedimented.

"Did you see it?" Hu Lao asked through voice transmission with his spiritual consciousness.

I saw it, it was a golden curse seal, but if I looked carefully, it didn't seem to be a curse seal.

At this time, Hu Lao said: "That is the introduction of the divine rules established by Emperor Fuxi."

Emperor Fuxi’s divine rule? Backlash?!

Hu Lao's ringing voice brought out a layer of sadness and relief: "Girl, little old man has never owed anyone anything in his life, except God Luo Xia, whose kindness he has yet to repay. I will help you today.

Destroy the backlash that Emperor Fuxi's god planted for you."

Zhiying opened his mouth, wanting to say that he had nothing to do with God Luo Xia, and Hu Lao should not repay God Luo Xia on himself, but no sound came out of his mouth.

"Little old man, I know what you are going to say. Just accept it and God will take care of it."

When Hu Lao's voice fell, the sound of the bell rang loudly. The "ring bell bell" penetrated her body and reached the middle Dantian. Her consciousness began to feel a little erratic, and she hurriedly recited the Qingxin Jue silently to guard her mind.

The frequency of the bell ringing became more and more rapid, and the tone became more high-pitched and passionate, like a flying dragon roaring towards the nine heavens, trying to shatter and pierce the sky.

Weaving Shadow recited the Pure Heart Art, blocking out all sounds, and guarded the three-inch pure spiritual platform alone. No matter how the outside world collapsed, the mountains and seas collapsed, and the seas changed, I guarded my heart and never changed it through the ages!

Suddenly, all the sounds fell silent, and there was a soft "click" sound, like a young bird pecking open the egg shell. Once the cage was opened, it was allowed to fly around the sea and embrace the moon in the sky.
Chapter completed!