Xianzun, your Taoist companion has run away

Luo Qingwei lived in this strange palace, and the surrounding spiritual energy was cut off. He couldn't even do the most basic meditation, breath adjustment, and resist the invasion of evil energy, let alone practice to improve his strength.

I'm bored all day long, so I can only pass the time by planting flowers in a daze.

The attendants sent over a wide variety of flowers, most of which grew in the magic energy all year round. There were also spiritual flowers and plants that Luo Qingwei knew, and ordinary flowers and plants from the human world without spiritual power.

After being sent to the palace, the former desperately absorbed the magic energy, and they were full of vitality, and their quality mostly improved. The latter became wilted when they first encountered the magic energy, and even soon withered flowers and leaves, and their vitality was cut off.

The moonlight pearl in the temple is always bright, and without a timer, the passage of time becomes blurred and slow. Luo Qingwei gradually fell in love with the daily work of taking care of flowers and plants.

I especially like one of the pots of green bell grass from the vicinity of Taiyi Xianzong. All kinds of meticulous care, watering and loosening the soil on weekdays without hands, even when resting, I don’t want to stay away from it. place.

But the reason why the spirit grass is called spirit grass is precisely because it needs to absorb pure spiritual energy to grow vigorously during the growth process. The spiritual energy is cut off here, and the strong magic energy around it is no different from slow poison to Bilingcao, so it stays in the palace. The longer the time, the worse the growth state of Bibell grass.

Those who saw the branches and leaves withered and wilted would die.

As soon as Mo Yan stepped into this underground palace, he saw Luo Qingwei propping his face with one hand, staring in a daze at the withered green grass in front of him. , but shrouded in a layer of light mist light sorrow, seems to be sad for the things in front of me.

The black wide sleeves fell off naturally, revealing half of a graceful and slender forearm, reflecting the luminous pearl on the wall behind him, as dazzling as ice and snow glaze.

This Qingwei real person is indeed so beautiful.

Mo Yan thought to himself, the magic way has been banned in the Demon Sealing Formation for thousands of years, and the cognition in many places is completely different from the fairy way, but even so, he can't deny that the person in front of him is really good-looking.

How should I put it, is it worthy of being someone who can be favored by the Immortal Venerable?

Luo Qingwei's situation was similar to what he had expected. The muscles and veins all over his body were blocked, and the spiritual power in his body could not function normally. He was being gradually attacked by the surrounding strong devilish energy, and a faint layer of devilish energy had gradually formed in the muscles of his body.

It won't take long for the devil's energy to erode the tendons, flesh and blood, until it penetrates into the bone marrow. When the devil's energy occupies the heart and lungs of Qi, it is the time when Luo Qing's demonization goes crazy.

Pity.

Such an exquisite beauty of ice and snow is destined to be destroyed.

But who said that a ruined beauty is not good-looking.

For an iceberg beauty like Luo Qingwei who is used to keeping calm and doesn't even have the slightest extra expression, of course it is perfect enough to watch him break and cry wildly.

Mo Yan thought about it, and strode in, "Qingwei likes Bilingcao?"

Luo Qingwei stared at the withered grass in front of him, her tone was as cold as her expression, "If I saw it outside before, I'm afraid I wouldn't have looked at it more."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to live here and change your temper."

Mo Yan sat down with a smile, stretched out his hand to grab the green bell grass that was about to wither, and looked through it carefully, "I'm curious, how can such an ordinary grass grow so well? It has attracted Qingwei's attention."

Luo Qingwei remained silent, letting him check Bilingcao repeatedly.

Naturally, nothing could be found out.

Although the green bell grass can be called a spiritual grass, its grade is not high. It is the basic raw material for refining the Qingxin pill, and its medicinal effect is only the most common one for clearing the heart. It was just an ordinary spiritual herb sent along with other flowers and plants.

Even the flower buds hanging between the leaves are the most common white.

Mo Yan quickly put down the green bell grass that hadn't noticed anything unusual, and looked at him curiously, "It's just an ordinary spiritual grass, why should Qingwei care so much?"

Luo Qing pursed her thin lips slightly, and smoothed out the branches and leaves that were overwhelmed by her rough movements when searching.

Raising those peach blossom eyes filled with mist, looking at Mo Yan who was sitting next to him, his tone was as cold as water vapor, "I am just an ordinary immortal monk, what does the current situation have to do with it?" What's the difference?"

Does it hurt its kind?

Is it that simple, Mo Yan thought to himself, since this plan was proposed, they have put a lot of effort into investigating Luo Qingwei.

The results showed that Luo Qingwei was not a sentimental character.

Judging from the information they have obtained, Luo Qingwei should do everything possible to escape from here at this time, so as to avoid causing trouble to his master, instead of staying here to take care of the flowers and plants and hurt the spring and autumn.

Unless... these flowers and plants are Luo Qingwei's plan.

Mo Yan lowered his gaze, and thought to himself that since you want to act, I'll act with you. I want to see what your plan is, if you still want to just writhe out of my palm.

On the face, he remained calm, "Qingwei, you have a high status, you are a distinguished guest I personally invited, how can this mere green bell grass compare with you, isn't it just a spiritual grass, if Qingwei likes it, I will send someone else Go buy it and bring it back."

While talking, she looked at Luo Qingwei, and tentatively asked in a low voice, "How does Qingwei feel?"

"No, I said that this level of spiritual grass, if I went outside before, I wouldn't even look at it." Luo Qingwei hugged the flowerpot in her arms expressionlessly, and snorted coldly with her eyes downcast , sarcastically said, "Why, do you think I will be grateful to you for this and let you drive me?"

Seeing his indifferent attitude, it was hard to please.

Mo Yan sighed helplessly, and didn't want to mention this matter any more, "I don't have this kind of thought. Is Qingwei still used to living here these few days?"

Luo Qingwei ignored him, remained silent, and just stared at the Bilingcao in front of her in a daze. Mo Yan sat on the chair for a while, probably because he was busy outside and didn't have time to stay in a daze with him, and said "I'll come see you tomorrow," he got up and left.

After leaving the underground palace, Mo Yan summoned the black-clothed attendants waiting outside, and asked casually, "Then where did the green bell grass come from? Why did you only focus on that weed after sending so many things in?"

It is not easy to be responsible for guarding Luo Qingwei's attendant. In fact, this black-clothed person grew up with Mo Yan, and he is considered to be a relatively close person to His Majesty the Demon Emperor.

Knowing Luo Qingwei's origins well, he thought for a while after hearing the words, and then bent down and replied softly, "The green bell grass is produced near the Taiyi Immortal Sect. It's not surprising that Master Qingwei finds it familiar."

"Oh I got it."

Mo Yan replied casually, not knowing how much he believed it.

The corner of the mouth curled up into a smile of interest, "Since the guests we invited like it, you can send someone to the vicinity of Taiyi Immortal Sect to bring back two carts of useful spiritual flowers and herbs, and deliver them to the guests in the underground palace."

"Yes." The attendant replied.

Now that the magic way has broken its seal, it has quickly occupied half of the country that originally belonged to the fairy way.

Ever since the Taiyi Immortal Sect openly fell out with the Immortal Venerable, or angered the Immortal Venerable, and was shot by the Immortal Venerable and beheaded Qingyun Peak, his status has not been as good as before. It is only a matter of time before he is swept away by the demonic energy. Materials are not difficult.

The attendant had other considerations, and reminded in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the underground palace is full of devilish energy. If these immortal spiritual plants are sent in, they may not last for three days."

Three days is already the maximum limit.

The higher the level of the spiritual plant, the more precious it is, and the more demanding the requirements for the growth environment. If His Majesty really wants to please that real person, send a batch of spiritual plants that grow near the Taiyi Immortal Sect to die, and all of them will die. To die due to the attack of demonic energy would be counterproductive.

Mo Yan nodded thoughtfully, "I see, is that his purpose?"

The attendant was slightly suspicious, saying that he didn't quite understand what he meant, "Your Majesty?"

He is no one else, Mo Yan spoke out his guess, "The underground palace is full of demonic energy, it is not easy to feed the immortal spiritual plants, and a large amount of spiritual stones are needed as the nourishment for the supply, our guest does not want to grow flowers, but to find I want spirit stones."

The attendant frowned, "Why don't you find something new..."

"No need."

Mo Yan raised his hand to interrupt the attendant, and smiled happily, "Since he wants to give it to him for a long time, I can give him two carts of spiritual grass and two carts of top-level spiritual stones, if it is not enough, I can send more."

Luo Qingwei has a seal set by him himself, no different from those mortals who don't have spiritual roots and can't cultivate. No matter how many spirit stones and spirit herbs are sent in, it is impossible to draw the slightest spiritual power from them.

Since Luo Qingwei doesn't believe it, let him try it out by himself.

Only when Luo Qingwei tried it himself, could he understand how huge the gap between them was, and would he be able to truly give up. He would like to see that person gradually turn from disappointment to despair.

Can it still be like it is now, with the eight winds motionless and as cold as ice.

Just like the mouse in the cage, if it was really afraid of the big cats waiting around, it would be too boring if it was directly frightened and curled up in the cage tremblingly, not daring to move.

It's more interesting to be like their guest, who thinks it's very secretive to writhe vigorously, but can't do anything and can't find his palm.

Mo Yan raised the corners of his mouth, showing a look of watching the excitement, "Do as I said, and send the spirit stones and flowers to him. By the way, ask if you need to arrange a gardener for him."

The attendant nodded, "Yes."

Unavoidably, I was a little worried, "I think you need to be more vigilant about this matter. Although Master Luo is not strong, there is an immortal who is similar to your strength standing behind you."

"You mean that he has been imprisoned in the underground palace by me, and I still have to beware of that immortal venerable from the Immortal Dao? It seems that I am not as good as him in your heart." Mo Yan lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, looking a little Displeased.

The attendant bent down and bowed his head, "I don't have that intention, but the immortal is my enemy of the devil after all, Luo Zhenren is not only his disciple, but also his Taoist companion, and they have been separated for more than ten years for some reason, the immortal may not be on him Leave a mark for easy contact."

"I have already prepared for this."

Mo Yan looked at the sky full of black air, and his red eyes were full of ambition. If it wasn't for this, he wouldn't have to personally go out to catch Luo Qingwei, because he cut off Luo Qingwei immediately after catching him. Only the connection between Qingwei and Xianzun can safely treat people to the underground palace.

"But what you said is also reasonable. In that case, you go to Qingwei and tell him to leave this matter to him."

The attendant was slightly startled, and his eyes widened slightly, "He is Luo Zhenren's uncle!"

Isn't their purpose to prevent Zhenren Luo from contacting the outside world, to find a chance to recover his spiritual power, and then to find a chance to escape from the underground palace, is it really good to let Zhenren Luo and Zhenwei Qingwei meet now?

"Because he is Luo Qingwei's uncle, he comes from the Taiyi Immortal Sect, and he knows a lot about the environment and suitable spiritual plants there, so it is appropriate to entrust this matter to him."

It was originally a whim, but the more Mo Yan thought about it, the more suitable it became.

He has also heard two Qingwei stories. It is said that their guest was raised as a substitute for others when they were very young. Presumably, the scene where the two meet must be very interesting.

Not to mention.

If there is anyone who doesn't want Luo Qingwei to return to the immortal way, it's probably him, his uncle!