The host of the fast travel system is a showman

Chapter 481
Fu Yuan raised his hand to resist.

The handyman disciple who came to check the situation was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In the ice and snow, that white figure was extraordinarily noble and cold, and people couldn't help but watch her dance with a sword in awe.

They couldn't help holding their breath, fearing that if they made any noise, it would affect the woman.

Even though it was cold under their feet, everyone still stopped and waited and refused to leave.

Lin Zhi put away her sword and looked at the person. The ice beneath her feet melted a little.

"Wow--"

Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed, it was so shocking!
"Is this the ice sword technique? It's incredible!"

"Senior Sister Jiang, that's amazing!"

"Is this the legendary sword intent! My God!"

"Some sword cultivators spend their entire lives unable to comprehend the meaning of the sword. Now, Senior Sister Jiang has already achieved the meaning of the sword before she reaches the golden elixir stage!"

……

The frosted leaves also melted and turned into countless water droplets falling down, as if it were raining.

An oil-paper umbrella appeared in Fu Yuan's hand, and it appeared in front of her in an instant, holding an umbrella for her.

The woman raised her eyes and stared blankly at the man's face. The man in white came holding an umbrella. Who wouldn't love such a cold and beautiful man?
A hand with clear bones caressed the messy hair on her forehead when she danced with the sword, smoothed it out bit by bit, and tucked it behind her ears.

"Master, how is it?" The woman stared at him with bright eyes, waiting for his praise.

"That's right, Zhi'er is great!" There was a smile in her cold eyes.

Before Lin Zhi had time to be proud, the man said again: "It's just a little spirit-killing herb."

"What do you mean?" Lin Zhi asked in confusion.

"Senior Sister Jiang, the elixir herbs in the yard are all frostbitten..." a disciple said weakly.

Only then did Lin Zhi look at the group of handyman disciples who had come.

Is she so awesome?

"Ah..." She looked at Fu Yuan helplessly.

The man's brows were cold and he lifted his thin lips lightly: "They are all spiritual herbs that are hundreds or thousands of years old. They are very precious."

Lin Zhi felt a "thump" in his heart, he shouldn't ask her to pay, right?

Based on his understanding of her these days, Fu Yuan naturally guessed what she was worried about and chuckled: "Although some medicinal properties have been lost, it can still be used now that it is taken off."

Only then did Lin Zhi breathe a sigh of relief, as long as it works, it scared her to death!

"Although you have realized the sword intent, you haven't learned how to control it yet. Practice more."

When the frost on the leaves had almost melted and no more dripping, Fu Yuan put away the oiled paper umbrella.

"Zhi'er understands." Lin Zhi nodded obediently.

"Let's go, help pick the spiritual herbs, and you will send them to the elders when the time comes." Fu Yuan walked forward with his hands behind his hands.

Lin Zhi followed Fu Yuan, knowing what Fu Yuan meant, and asked her to go to Elder Yao to gain a good impression.

"Okay!" Lin Zhi followed him, and the handyman disciples from Luoyue Peak also followed.

They have to pick the frostbitten elixir herbs and seal the remaining aura and medicinal properties in a jade box.

Lin Zhi took a small shovel and carefully dug up the spiritual herbs.

My heart is bleeding, so many elixir herbs, how much can they sell for if they are good!
I should have known better and paid more attention!
[That belongs to Fu Yuan. It's none of your business to sell it for money. He doesn't feel bad about it yet, but you do. ]
"What's master's is mine." Lin Zhi said calmly.

[...]
That's right, the host has a thick skin, and Fu Yuan, a master, has always been responsive to requests, so it's no wonder that the host pushed his nose on his face.

Lin Zhi was digging the elixir herbs, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the exile's master squatting down on the ground digging the elixir herbs.

She became playful and shouted: "Master!"

Fu Yuan turned to look at her, and saw her throwing a handful of mud at him.

Mud splashed on his neat white clothes, leaving stains.

The people present couldn't help but gasped, that was the noble Immortal Fu Yuan, how could Senior Sister Jiang be so presumptuous? !
Fu Yuan looked at her helplessly, like a child.

"You don't want to dig out spiritual herbs anymore?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Lin Zhi felt bored, blinked his eyes and said nothing.

Fu Yuan stood up and walked towards her with his tall figure. He looked at the others and said, "You dig your own."

Everyone had no choice but to withdraw their gossip eyes, and listened quietly with their ears raised.

Lin Zhi squatted on the ground and looked up at him.

He stopped and said softly, "Get up."

Lin Zhi was right, he stood up and looked straight at him.

I saw the man's sharp-boned hand lifted up, some cold fingers touched her cheek, and wiped it.

The originally white and clean oval face turned into a little cat in an instant.

Only then did Lin Zhi realize that he raised his hand to wipe Fu Yuan's face, but he was quick, so how could Lin Zhi get him.

The two of them were actually fighting in the yard, pressing each other step by step.

Lin Zhi was restrained everywhere, and Fu Yuan seemed to be able to predict her every move. At this moment, her face was covered with mud, as if she had just crawled out of a mud pit.

"Don't play anymore!" She just pretended not to move the arm holding Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan chuckled, and looked at her helplessly, "You are the one who wants to make trouble, and you are the one who can't afford it?"

Lin Zhi saw the timing right, raised his hand so that Fu Yuan's face was covered with mud, then quickly jumped away, laughing triumphantly.

The cold and noble man looked extremely funny with dirt on his face.

Fu Yuan raised his hand helplessly to wipe his face, the corners of his mouth could not stop rising.

The handyman disciple was picking the elixir herbs, paying attention to their movements, secretly thinking that Fu Yuan Tianzun is too spoiled for his disciples!
"Master, your smile is so pretty, why do you keep such a straight face?" The woman looked at her with a smile on her face.

The corners of Fu Yuan's upturned mouth suddenly pulled down, and he looked at her: "Hurry up and pick the spiritual herbs!"

He dropped these words, turned around and went straight into the main hall.

Uncomfortable old man!
Lin Zhi curled his lips, squatted down and concentrated on picking the spiritual herbs.

It was not until the evening that more than 100 plants of various elixir herbs were picked.

"They're all here. Please count them, Senior Sister Jiang." The leader bowed his hands and pointed to the jade boxes piled high on the side.

Lin Zhi nodded, glanced at it, his expression was cold: "Follow me to Yaofeng."

"Yes!"

Lin Zhi didn't plan to put it in the storage bag, so it was convenient for Elder Yao to check the herbs, and it was very ostentatious.

A group of people went to Yaofeng mightily.

"Is that Jiang Lingzhi?"

"It's her, where are you going with all the noise?"

"Is that the direction to Yaofeng?"

……

Lin Zhi was windy all the way, and headed towards Yaofeng.

Elder Yao was a kind-hearted old man. He stroked his beard and looked at Lin Zhi with some surprise.

"Your master asked you to give these to me?" He looked at the jade boxes piled up in front of him.

"Yes, elders, please take a look at them one by one." Lin Zhi bowed his hands.

Elder Yao walked down, raised his hand and opened a jade box, all of which were centuries-old or thousand-year-old herbs, but they seemed to be frostbitten.

"What's the effect of Nine Turns Jade Pill?" He put the lid back on the box and asked aloud.

(End of this chapter)