After five thousand years of cultivating immortality, he was picked up and cultivated by Heaven.

Bai Wuchen was shocked.

This?

You won't get lost, right?

However, after a while, Xue Yang was seen sticking his head out from not far away.

Bai Wuchen smiled, what a naughty little thing.

However, are I raising plants or animals?

How can I still run around?

After observing for a while, I found that everything was fine, and then I felt relieved.

Xue Yang should be as comfortable in the soil as a fish in water.

Bai Wuchen didn't interfere too much.

He has one more important thing to do today.

As promised before, after the fourth-level spiritual wine is brewed, it will be sent to Song Yu.

Now that the spirit wine has been brewed and we have arrived at Qingyu City, it's time to go to Qingyu Gate to see Song Yu.

The location of the Jade Gate is in the mountains south of Qingyu City.

This place was shrouded by a magic circle, and even if Bai Wuchen was on the spirit boat, he could only see a white cloud.

Nothing else can be seen clearly.

The distance is not far, only a few hundred miles.

Bai Wuchen put on a low-key white robe, elegant and chic.

After telling Xue Yang, he took the spirit boat and left the cave.

Xue Yang seemed stunned for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, drilling around in the soil and having a great time.

At this time, there was a vigorously growing iron thorn, and its breath became sluggish.

The color is no longer green and the leaves are drooping.

But among the thousands of iron thorns, it is inconspicuous.

Bai Wuchen took the spirit boat and flew for less than half an hour before arriving at the gate of Qingyumen Mountain.

A huge blue stone stands on the side of the road, like a huge blue sword, soaring straight into the sky, with its sharp edge and cold light, making people feel so small and humble.

The huge stone wrote: Qingyu Gate, three big black characters.

It's mysterious and unpredictable. I don't know who wrote it. Just one look at it makes me dizzy and makes people afraid to read it again.

There is a restriction in front of the mountain gate, magic weapons cannot be used, and outsiders cannot enter.

As soon as he stopped, a disciple from the Qingyu Sect came over and asked.

"Fellow Daoist, is there something wrong?"

This man was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a rather delicate appearance, and wore the blue clothes of an outer disciple.

"Oh, I'm here to see the elite disciple of the inner sect, Song Yu. I wonder if you can pass on the message?"

Bai Wuchen came back to his senses and said quickly.

"Senior Brother Song is in retreat."

"Huh? This?"

Song Yu was in retreat, which was something Bai Wuchen didn't expect.

This child is quite diligent, unlike himself, who seldom retreats into isolation.

"Senior Brother Song told this fellow Taoist before retreating that he could use the communication talisman to contact him if he had any questions. This is the communication talisman left by Senior Brother Song."

With that said, he took out a cyan communication talisman and handed it to Bai Wuchen.

This kind of talisman paper specially used for communication is much smaller than the talisman paper for drawing talismans, rectangular and light in texture.

There is Song Yu's spiritual aura inside.

When using it, you only need to use your spiritual consciousness to enter what you want to say, and use your spiritual power to stimulate it, and the communication talisman will automatically fly to Song Yu.

Seeing the messenger talisman fly away, Bai Wuchen said goodbye to the outer disciples and left the Qingyu Sect.

On the way, he slapped his head and realized that there was no need for the communication talisman.

Song Yu had given him a thousand-mile sound transmission stone before.

How to forget it.

Take out the orange ball the size of your thumb and hang it around your neck again.

In this way, if Song Yu contacts him, he can find out in time.

He is in retreat now, so it is inconvenient to disturb him. When he has time, please contact yourself.

The sound transmission range of the Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Stone is approximately within nine thousand miles.

It is similar to a mobile phone, but the voice of the Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Stone appears directly in the mind.

No need to use ears to hear.

Back in the cave, Bai Wuchen saw Xue Yang planting in a flower pot, basking in the sun, and his whole body had grown a lot bigger.

I didn't care about it, just let it bask in the sun peacefully, and then take it back to the house at night.

Back in the training room, Bai Wuchen felt a little melancholy, and he didn't know where it came from.

He quickly diverted his attention and thought about how to clear the iron thorns that had fallen all over the yard.

When you meet Song Yu, you can ask him. He is a Tianmu spiritual root and is close to plants. Maybe there is a way.

He would only consider using that top-grade spiritual weapon, the Flying Sword, only when he had absolutely no other option.

According to his plan, he would start planting spiritual plants after renting a suitable cave.

Then buy spiritual materials and make wine.

After the spirit wine is brewed, it needs to be buried underground.

Now both plans have been shelved.

I feel angry when I think of that old turtle grandson who rented such a cave to himself even though he knew he wanted to plant spiritual plants.

Simply ill-intentioned.

If he had known this was the case at the time, he certainly would not have rented it.

It's all the fault of that old turtle grandson. If I get the chance, I won't punish him.

Bai Wuchen silently recorded this revenge in his notebook.

I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m a little upset and want to practice, but I can’t calm down.

Bai Wuchen attributed this to Lao Turtle Sun's deception, which made him have inner demons.

Since he couldn't continue practicing anyway, Bai Wuchen decided to go out for a walk.

Before going out, he took another look at Xue Yang and found that he was still basking in the sun. Bai Wuchen walked out with confidence.

Hearing Bai Wuchen's footsteps walking away, Xue Yang shook the two leaves above his head, jumped out and ran into the iron thorn bush.

The sluggish iron thorn became even more sluggish, and soon the branches and leaves turned yellow.

The cave here is located at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, with plenty of sunshine, and there are many other caves nearby.

Just looking at the location, it's top notch.

Bai Wuchen saw that there were plaques on other people's cave doors.

It says 'Bingxinju', 'Wenxianju', 'Qiudao Pavilion', etc.

I thought I should buy a plaque and hang it up.

Let’s just call it ‘Wuchenju’.

Taking the spirit boat, we quickly arrived at Qingyu City.

Qingyu City is very prosperous, with attic pavilions and pavilions lined up in rows and crowded with people, giving it a classical charm.

You can often see foundation-building stage monks on the streets, unlike Lexian City, where they are mainly Qi-refining stage monks.

The most eye-catching people on the street are the disciples of Qingyu Sect.

The outer disciples wear blue clothes, while the inner disciples’ clothes are mostly blue.

The elite disciples, that is, the direct disciples of the major elders of the sect, only have blue or cyan embroidery on their collars, cuffs, and hems.

As for the head disciples and chief disciples who are higher up, most people cannot see them.

I don't even know how he was dressed.

Generally speaking, Bai Wuchen would look twice at the disciples of the Qingyu Sect.

The disciples of Qingyu Sect are all very young and energetic, just like the students in the previous life.

There was a clear sense of stupidity in his eyes, and whenever Bai Wuchen saw it, he couldn't help but laugh.

Innocence, the most brilliant, so enviable.

What he looked at was not the young disciples of Qingyu Sect, but his youth that he could never get back.

If he could come to this world earlier, he might become a disciple of the Jade Sect.

Is he willing to come to this world?

Not necessarily.

If he could choose whether to die in the previous Blue Star or come here to pursue the elusive hope of eternal life, he would choose Blue Star.

Because he seemed to be the only one here, he was too lonely.

This kind of loneliness where I am the only one in the world is like the poison of the tarsus, and I come out for a walk from time to time.