The Lord's Shura Field

And only tens of thousands of meters away from the outside of the planet, there is space turbulence.

This size surprised Lin Ximing.

Lin Ximing never thought that the world could be so small.

After the teleportation landed, Lin Ximing nodded in praise as he watched the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers, like a paradise environment.

"The environment here is very good."

Wang Mudan's face was full of pride: "That's right, I dug it out here with a hoe, can it be good?"

Lin Ximing: "...Well, Mudan, didn't you just say something extraordinary about the teacher?"

Wang Mudan didn't realize it: "Huh? Is there?"

The corner of Lin Ximing's mouth twitched slightly: "No?"

Wang Mudan tilted her head: "Probably not. Isn't it just a hoe and a hoe to transform this neighborhood from a desolate plain to the current garden Yulin? It's very common."

Lin Ximing: "Ah..."

As a person who is open to cultivating immortals, Lin Ximing said.If this is the traditional way of cultivating immortals, it is really unimaginable.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Let's go. Master is waiting for us."

Wang Mudan pulled Lin Ximing up and flew to a high mountain in the distance.

Although Lin Ximing doesn't know why the sect of cultivating immortals always likes to push the sect to the mountain.

But Lin Ximing was very satisfied with the environment of Baihuazong and the size of the Zongmen mansion.

Although it is not magnificent, Lin Ximing is very satisfied with the elegant and refreshing environment and architectural style.

Even standing outside the mountain gate, there is a feeling of spiritual energy flying and being surrounded by immortal energy.

However, such a large environment, even surrounded by immortal energy, still feels too empty.

This should have something to do with no one in the Hundred Flowers Sect.

After all, along the way, there was no one in the Hundred Flowers Sect.

This is very consistent with what Wang Mudan said before, that she and Fairy Baihua are the only ones in the sect.

Arriving in the hall, Wang Mudan opened her mouth and shouted to the empty hall.

"Master, I'm back. I brought my junior brother here. Come out quickly!!!"

"Peony, you're finally back? Master, I miss you~!"

As soon as Wang Mudan finished speaking, Lin Ximing heard an ethereal and pleasant female voice, as if the breeze soothes the mind, from above.

Looking up, Lin Ximing didn't see anyone.Only a flash of white light was seen, knocking Wang Mudan to the ground.

And on the beam of the main hall, there was a small hammock, shaking slightly.

Looking down, Lin Ximing saw it.

A woman in a white gauze feather coat is pressing on Wang Mudan's body, rubbing her face against Wang Mudan's face.

Because her back was facing, Lin Ximing didn't see her face.

But don't think about it, Lin Ximing also understands that this is the master Baihua Fairy he will worship in the future.

Judging from the back, the figure is definitely first-class.

And according to the principle of cultivating beauties without dinosaurs, Fairy Baihua must be a first-class beauty whose face is worthy of her back.

Judging from the back view, the first image is not bad.

that is......

"Master, stop making trouble. The junior brother is still here." Wang Mudan struggled and tried to push Fairy Baihua away.

However, Fairy Baihua hugged her relentlessly and rubbed against Wang Mudan's face.

"No, Mudan, you are too bad. You don't take Master with me when you go out to play. Thanks to Master, I used to love you so much, it's too sad, er..."

Hearing this line, Lin Ximing subconsciously said: "Is this Baihua Fairy a monster?" '

Wang Mudan seemed to feel a little ashamed and complained dissatisfied.

"What can I do? Who told Master that you owe a debt, and you have no way to pay it back, so you can only hide here. If you are willing to go out to make money, can I not take you?"

"Also, Master, have you forgotten that the younger brother is still here?"

Fairy Baihua shuddered and coughed.Stand up from Wang Mudan.

After sorting out his appearance, he turned around.

"Cough, I'm sorry, I let you see the rude scene. This seat is Ji Haitang, Yu Mudan's master. Are you going to worship Lin Ximing as my teacher?"

To be honest, if you ignore the previous lines and details that made Lin Ximing feel a little underwhelming.

With black hair like ink, white clothes better than snow, and charming fairy air, just one glance can't help but make people trust, want to be close to each other, and have a holy temperament that makes people not want any blasphemy.

From the first glance from the front, Lin Ximing felt...

'Lying on the grass... is it the feeling of heartbeat? '