The plot of Cultivation of Immortals is unreliable

The female disciple took him around seven times and took him into the place where the four direct disciples at the innermost part of the Caomu Hall lived. On the way, Zhu Ming saw the Chengxuan Pavilion where the junior brother was outside the Caomu Hall. The corner of the eaves saw nothing.

At the gate of the courtyard in the middle, Zhu Huan was handed over to another maid who looked more senior, and a signboard to prove his identity was also handed over. The two whispered and had a handover conversation. The door and those two people quickly answered the doubts that they didn't understand, and added their own understanding.

Walking inside, looking at the various flowers and plants placed at the corner along the road, a scent hit, Zhu Huan immediately stopped talking to Wu Xi, staring at the potted flower intently, swallowed subconsciously, and was overwhelmed by the smell. It was as if he hadn’t eaten in 800 years, and his stomach growled in an instant, until he turned to a place where he couldn’t see, Zhu Min turned back to look at the body of the plant, ignoring Wuxi’s “eat it” in his mind Crying, I began to reflect on whether my self-control is not good.

And it’s okay to eat it in front of the owner of the Caomutang, but this is Caomutang, and the maid next to her who hasn’t even moved her expression since taking over her, may not feel that it’s okay, and tell the reason to Wu Xi listened, and immediately fell silent.

To be honest, Wu Xi has been in the secret realm for so long, and it is a coveted existence. Even if the secret realm is restricted, he can't help but use the secret method to seal the power of the cultivation base to enter, but how many monks have fallen into the sand? , she didn't even have a chance to escape, which in itself shows that she has a high talent for life-saving and even confusion, but in this small sect that is not even one of the four major sects, she was so frightened that she could even transmit voices with her spiritual consciousness. I have to see if she is noticed, I really can't help but say that she is aggrieved.

Not to mention the black-clothed man who was surrounded by evil spirits, who made her feel uncomfortable without an entity around him, and who couldn't see through his cultivation, let's talk about the nearest head, who knew that he had hidden his cultivation before, and sealed him in Below Nascent Soul and above Jindan, he is almost inferior to this apprentice Lin'an, but I don't know if the three major sects have been exchanging blood in the past few hundred years. Among the many messy news that Wu Xi has heard, all the masters have a high cultivation level. There was none, and she made a good laugh at her level of human cultivation, which was getting worse and worse, and also lost.

But just the aura revealed at the moment when she confronted the man in black gave her a feeling of being locked in, without any ability to resist. went back.

And the moment the man who rushed over later appeared, Wu Xi wished she had never left the secret realm. What did she see? The smell of changeling plants.

He is taking the plant demon cultivation medicine!

Wu Xi hid in the sea of ​​consciousness, not daring to take a breath. She did not forget that she was a plant, and she was the least aggressive mushroom. She was facing the mutated cicada that ate all the leaves of plants, even plants without leaves. , She is a fog mushroom so cool and stays there.

She would definitely not do such a noble sentimental thing as preventing her from refining medicine of her own kind.

for sure!

Just now, I just saw that thousand-year-old medicinal plant, and I was fascinated for a while. It is still advisable to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, but this is giving food from the tiger's mouth!

Wu Xi was very conflicted, not knowing whether he should tell Zhu Huan about this matter, after all, the blood cultivator still has the blood of a human cultivator, this guy is a real cicada, don't think she can't see him wearing a high crown Take out the two tentacles protruding from above, once you tell Zhu Huan, even if you have no idea next time you meet, you will subconsciously look at it, but if you don't say it, watching the host just dangle in front of the enemy who can eat you, it's really... …well!No wonder human cultivation is complicated.

Zhu Huan had long heard from other disciples that Cao Mutangtang's patron, Pharmacist, was an old man with a weird temper and a cruel temperament, but from the time he met him for the first time, his gentle comforting tone, and the way he got along with the master just now, this Funny uncles like 30 years old really make people feel bad.

But the reputation abroad is real, so Zhu Huan decided to understand the enemy's situation first. Wu Xi told him that the first time the blood transforms into shape requires a lot of spiritual power, and it may be controlled by animal nature. What will happen then? It's easy to say, any situation could happen, anyway, now the internal head of the sect and the acting head later - Gu Yaoshi knew about his situation, and let go of his suspense in advance.

Afterwards, as long as the blood is well controlled, strive to 'turn' into a human form as soon as possible.

After thinking about everything, only the most important matter of incarnation was left in front of him, and Zhu Huan felt much more comfortable in an instant.

Zhu Min, who wanted to understand, looked at the spiritual power-rich flowers and plants placed everywhere in the surrounding pavilions, and he was only amazed. Sure enough, it is true that pharmacists and weapon refiners are the richest monks. Just look at this Taking out a blooming flower anywhere can cause a bloody storm.

Knowing the value of this place, it is not surprising that there are few people here and the maids are not looking sideways. I was thinking that I didn’t see a few maids during this journey, and I heard a charming laugh in front of me. normal maid.

"Someone is here, Black Peony." A hearty voice came out with a smile.

Black Peony, the first personal disciple of Gu Yaoshi, the chief disciple of Cao Mutang, a blood cultivator, was once eaten by a peony flower when he was injured, and then took advantage of the peony flower to fight for his body when it passed the thunder disaster. A cultivator with the blood of Peony once killed a Nascent Soul with the cultivation base of Jindan, and won the favor of many male disciples from the three major sects. Black Peony is all right.

It is true that this other person has heard his voice before hearing his name. This person can judge the character of the person before seeing the person.But it turned out not to be a maid. No wonder Zhu Huan thought that the front was a maid. This was the residence of Gu Yaoshi. There were no other people in the whole Caomu Hall except four direct disciples. Zhu Huan had never heard the news of the return of the disciples of Caomu Hall. When I came here, I didn't see any of them except my junior brother, so I didn't expect to see two of them at once at Gu Yaoshi's place.

Before turning the corner, Zhu Huan felt that his qi was locked, and then two different breaths came to his face, one with a strong and pungent peony flower on his body, and the other smelled good, very fragrant and very soft , want to... eat it.

Suppressing the spiritual power that was about to move, and not being able to move, neither of the two of them can see through their cultivation.

"what is this?"

He weighed Zhu Huan's nape with one hand, put it in the other hand, and smoothed the white hair on the back of his neck.

Subconsciously, Zhu Huan rubbed his soft palm, wrapped in the fragrant peony smell, froze for a moment, pretending to be dead.

"Where did this come from? You don't want more juniors, do you?" Another hand came up, one size bigger than before, with a thick callus on the tiger's mouth.

The maid did not answer, and took out the previous sign.

Hei Mudan grabbed the rope above, and the sign hanging below turned around, and pouted, "It's the master's."

A hearty voice sounded, "Then return this little thing to her, and don't cause trouble again."

Zhu Huan—little thing: "..." No human rights anymore, right?

Hei Mudan put the white dumpling in the hand of the maid with a clean palm, "Go, put it where you should, don't put it in the wrong place." To avoid getting involved with yourself and looking for yourself.

Hei Mudan grabbed Ba Jin's arm and shook it, "Xiao Ba, let's go and see my junior brother. I haven't visited since I came back yesterday. I heard he is a cute kid."

Bajin stopped her movements, and said helplessly, "That's still a child, don't be scared."

Hei Mudan said in a low voice, "I don't believe him...the master will find a poor boy." She made such indecent movements without being ugly in the slightest, on the contrary, it made her more prominent. The wildness in her.

Bajin shook his head, but did not protest, obviously believing what he said.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Zhu Min fell asleep and was hugged on the table in the main hall. The door was closed with a 'squeak' before he was woken up. Watching the maid close the door and leave alone, the room was instantly darkened. .

Bai Tuanzi shook the messy hair on his head, looked around, and found no one else, so he jumped off the table lightly with wobbling steps.

"Go inside." Wu Xi's voice came out.

"Inside?" Zhu Huan stood below and couldn't see clearly, so he jumped onto the table again.

"The door inside." With Wuxi's powerful consciousness, the whole room was clear, including the things behind the curtain in the main hall.

"Isn't it good to go there without Pharmacist Gu's consent?" While speaking, Shi Shiran approached.

"Isn't this a place temporarily arranged for you?"

"Didn't say..." Zhu Huan shook his still-awake head.

"It should be arranged for you. I see that no one has lived here for a long time. It is next to Gu Yaoshi's place. Since you are like this, there must be a nominal master so that other people will not be coveted."

Zhu Huan stretched out his hairy paws and pushed open the door. Inside was a quiet room for meditation. There was a futon in the center. Looking at the stalks of prairie grass sticking out of it, Zhu Huan couldn't help... scratching it twice, I don't know how long it was left there The futon was immediately dissected, with the dust on it.

"Ah Choo! Ah Choo." Mao Tuan's nose immediately turned red.

"When I transform back, will I still have these...habits that I wouldn't have as a human being." Zhu Huan's face darkened.

"...When you control the spiritual power in your body, you won't have any." Wu Xi looked around and said to him.

"Don't say this is misleading, you know what I'm asking."

"Look at your ability to control." Wu Xi was not annoyed when she was seen through, "There are many blood monks who have been mixed with human cultivators. As long as you control it well, you can control everything."

Still control spiritual power!

Why didn't he know when the spiritual power became so difficult to control, thinking about the spiritual power flowing slightly in the veins, is it definitely spiritual power?He had reason to suspect that he was researching the wrong way.

With a "poof", a small flame lit up, and Mao Tuanzi threw his claws on the futon.

As a result, the flames gradually extinguished before they started to burn. Wu Xi couldn't help laughing when she saw a cat's paw that was burnt black on the edge of the futon.

"Stop laughing." Zhu Huan held back the expression on his face and said majesticly.

"Hahaha!" Wu Xi couldn't help it for an instant, and the laughter echoed in Zhu Huan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhu Ming died in depression.

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Wu Xi: Ling Chan eats mushrooms, stay away.

Black Peony: Cicadas eat flowers, stay away.

Ba Jin: Ling Chan takes Du Jin medicine, stay away.

Guan Hao: Cao Mu Tang is good, let’s enter Cao Mu Tang.

Wuxi, Black Peony, Bajin: ... (worshiping eyes)