Seeing that the girl in red clothes ignored her and did not refute, the middle-aged woman became reluctant and snorted softly and said: "What am I talking about? They are just like us, taking advantage of the grievance settlement meeting to just come out to do things.
Yes, it’s better for you, if you insist on testing it, it’s okay now, just to scare the snake away, what if something goes wrong, who will explain to the altar owner?”
The girl still didn't say anything. The temptation just now was her own insistence. It was her code of conduct to be careful when going out, especially in this strange and unusual place.
Since the altar leader asked her to be the leader, then this is her own right. How to act is entirely up to her own decision. The reason why the dead fat girl opposite is so angry towards her is largely because of this.
Huh, I only dare to complain. What if the altar leader hadn't said that he was still young and was not safe enough in doing things, and finally forced himself to have two old people. He needed two old people who were of a lower level but much older than himself?
In other words, two eyeliners.
She flashed and came to the top of the tree. She looked around. At this time, the fog had thinned. She was able to identify the general direction. She returned to the two people and said seriously: "Preliminary estimate, there are still three hundred miles, still the same sentence
, follow my instructions when you arrive."
The middle-aged woman said impatiently: "I know, I've said it many times, I'm not deaf, let's go, let's go."
The middle-aged man sneered in his heart. He didn't want to pay much attention to this woman with a long tongue. Sooner or later, this woman would die from her mouth.
——
After resting on the spot for half an hour, Hua Shiyu threw out the lotus statue again. After a while, Hua Shiyu took the returned lotus statue, nodded and said, "That's enough. Hanyu Pond is in the northeast, about two hundred meters away."
Li, let’s go.”
Everyone nodded and continued on their way.
Take a break at night.
Zhiyue and Feng Ziqing are keeping vigil one after another. In the middle, Hua Shiyu and Mingshan Xue are sitting quietly.
Along the way, except for killing a few low-level monsters without eyes, I spent the rest of my time walking quietly.
With nothing to do, Feng Ziqing felt a little bored, so he started talking.
"Two junior sisters, I heard that there are seventy-seven lotuses in the Seven Lotus Ponds of Yuntian Sect, and they are all different. I wonder what the scene is like? I, a wandering cultivator in the mountains, have never seen anything in the world, but it is like a fairyland as rumored.
?”
Hearing someone praising his mountain gate, Ming Shanxue opened his eyes, nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, yes, it's like a fairyland, so beautiful! But there are formations inside, and I've been trapped in it many times.
Every time I feel sleepy, I will be scolded for not being good at studying. Alas, Master, she is very strict."
Zhiyue smiled slightly and said: "The owner of Chunyingwu was lucky enough to meet him once when I was young. She was as gentle and quiet as the Jiangnan woman in the book, with a graceful temperament. Getting along with her was like a spring breeze. How come it reached the mouth of Junior Sister Ming, but
Has it become harsh?"
Hua Shiyu shook his head, closed his eyes and explained: "Uncle, she usually treats people as she said, but Junior Sister Shanxue is restless by nature, doesn't have much patience, and is also greedy. Otherwise, with Junior Sister's qualifications, at this time
The realm should be higher than mine. After several times of teaching with no results, the great uncle felt that he was a little harsher."
In the next few days, the four of them would have to cooperate with each other, so Hua Zhiyu deliberately wanted to ease the previous atmosphere. After all, he had always shown himself to be cold and cool.
Zhiyue nodded slightly, that's it.
After hearing this, Ming Shanxue immediately acted coquettishly and begged for mercy: "Senior sister, how can I? It's not because there are so many beautiful places on the mountain that I can't help it, and the food made by the second uncle is so delicious, no wonder
Me, right, hee hee"
Feng Ziqing chuckled, "Junior Sister Ming, speaking of food, I have a follower. She is best at making wontons, and they are delicious. She is really a master! If I have a chance, I will take you to get to know her."
"Really? Where is he?"
"She became a disciple at Ling Yushan not long ago. She is very close to you. She is a female warrior. By the way, her name is Liu Fu and she likes to wear men's clothes."
When he heard that the person Feng Ziqing said was a woman and she was worshiping Yunyu Immortal Mansion, Hua Shiyu immediately felt relieved and swallowed her rejection.
Zhiyue glanced at Feng Ziqing and shook his head helplessly.
During his previous travels, Liu Fu had made wontons once or twice. The taste was average and far from being the best. However, Junior Sister Ming was similar to her in age. Maybe they would become good friends when they met. Then she might
I have an extra backer.
Thinking of this, Zhiyue looked at Feng Ziqing, who was joking with Ming Shanxue, with admiration in his eyes.
Now that the chat box is open, the rest of the chat becomes much easier. Ming Shanxue will naturally not let Feng Ziqing tell the story of Monkey King. She really wants to know how delicious the flat peaches in the sky are, and how the Taishang Lao
Your elixir.
Even Zhiyue, who is knowledgeable about ancient and modern times, has never heard of such a story, let alone the fact that in addition to practicing in the sect, he only learns how the sect master rejects people thousands of miles away. The story is novel, novel and exciting, and it is naturally easy to attract people.
People listen carefully, especially women, and this has been the case since ancient times.
The moonlight is quiet, the forest is silent, one person is telling, three are listening, hundreds of trees and thousands of grass are listening.
Feng Ziqing talked about the accident intermittently all night long, and Ming Shanxue was quite fascinated. She occasionally clenched her fists and raised her wrists in cheers, and occasionally lowered her eyebrows and sighed.
Hua Shiyu, who was sitting next to her, secretly rolled her eyes at her junior sister several times when others were not paying attention. She listened carefully to the story. She was startled and stunned. It seemed that she would have to follow her when she returned.
Master uncle, please report it well and don’t let the master uncle’s efforts go to waste.
In the early morning, thanks to a hard night's work, when Feng Ziqing finally finished speaking, Hua Shiyu nodded slightly to him as a thank you for his hard night's work.
Feng Zi smiled slightly, feeling quite pleased with herself. This was the first time she had treated her head-on since we had known her for so long. My hard work all night was worth it.
——
On the shore of a lake with thick fog floating around, a man and two women stood on thick branches. The girl in red looked at the white lake not far away, frowned, and asked the middle-aged man: "Zhang Qi
, are you sure?"
The middle-aged man also frowned, shook his head and said: "The fog is too heavy now. Even if we have talismans to protect us, this trip will be a bit dangerous. If we wait, if it still remains like this, we will have no choice but to risk diving.
"
She nodded and turned to look at the middle-aged woman. The latter curled her lips and did not say anything to express her disapproval. She was still measured about big things. "It's not a big problem. I can find the best location for diving."
The girl hummed and turned back to look at the thick fog, trying to see through it.
The source of the mist is the destination of their trip. The altar owner said that the lower the level of the source of mist, the less harm it will cause. I don’t know if this is true or not.
The thick fog lingered on the broad lake for a long time.
After a long time, the girl couldn't help but ask: "How do you feel?"
The middle-aged woman took over the conversation and said, "Don't leave ten."
The girl continued to ask: "Zhang Qi?"
The middle-aged man nodded and hummed.
The girl looked at the heavy fog in front of her, squinted her eyes, and ordered softly: "Then let's get down."
As soon as she finished speaking, the middle-aged woman disappeared from the branches, and then there was the sound of falling water, causing ripples in the heavy fog.
——
The group of four people walked and stopped, and finally arrived at the final destination, Hanyu Pond, at noon.
It is said to be a pond, but it is as big as a small lake.
There is fog on the pond, which is relatively thin, and you can vaguely see the woods on the opposite side. There is a large lotus leaf growing in the pond, but none of the flowers are in bloom. They are all in the budding stage.
In the center of Hanyu Pond, there is a lotus stem nearly ten feet above the water, standing there alone. On the top of the lotus stem is a lotus bud that is slightly larger than a palm, and the mouth of the bud seems to be a little red.
Feng Ziqing looked at the cold jade ice lotus in the lake, and felt the same feeling as he had in the cave.
Close, inexplicably close.
Is it possible that the lotus in this world is destined to me? But I don’t seem to feel anything about Hua Shiyu’s lotus magic weapon. Is it because of the living lotus?
He secretly murmured in his heart that this lotus seemed to be nothing special. It was almost the same as usual, except that the growing environment was a little colder.
"It seems the time has not come yet."
After Hua Shiyu finished speaking, she turned around and walked back to the woods behind her. In a slightly spacious place, she took out two stools from the square objects. Ming Shanxue naturally followed her and sat down, supporting her chin with one hand, showing no interest.