Prosperous White Lotus Long Aotian[Transmigration Book]

Xie Wan got a middle-grade magic weapon for no reason, causing an uproar in Chiyue Pavilion again. On the surface, he seemed to have picked up a big bargain, but in fact, Xie Wan really offended Jiang Tianyi because of this middle-grade magic weapon.

Although it was created by Feng Qi, it was not on his own will.

But Xie Wan didn't regret it. If he did it again, he would resolutely fight for the opportunity to use the Wanfang Box. In his eyes, getting close to these people would be better than getting something in his hand.

Xie Wan had a lot of thoughts about this golden plume stick. He thought of the monkey brother's golden cudgel, the beggar gang's dog-beating stick, the pet name of a certain universe country... etc., but he couldn't guess how to use it.

The pavilion master Feng Qi once said that the Wanfang box would match the most suitable magic weapon for him. Xie Wan hadn't figured out how to use the golden plume rod, and it was too eye-catching to hold, so he had to bury it in the mound behind the house.

When it was the seventh day's rest day, Xie Wan was practicing the willow-leaf sword outside the house, when suddenly footsteps came from below, usually few people came, and half a month had passed since the senior brother asked him to go to the Ksitigarbha's room last time.

Who will it be this time?

Xie Wan put away the willow-leaf sword, and saw that the person who came was tall and muscular, wearing a neat martial arts uniform, and his painting style was very different from that of the disciples of Chiyue Pavilion.

This person is none other than Zi Yu's longest-staying disciple, Sun Zhengyi.

"Hello, third brother." Xie Wan greeted, but Sun Zhengyi didn't respond, and seemed displeased with this.

"Are you okay, come with me." Sun Zhengyi looked around, with a flash of joy in his eyes, "Is there no one around you?"

"No." Xie Wan shook her head.

"Okay, that's great." Sun Zhengyi was very happy. The two walked down the mountainside, and he kept asking strange things in his mouth without stopping.

"Do you usually have any bad habits?"

"No, early to bed and early to rise is good for your health." Xie Wan replied.

"How many meals a day?"

"Three meals a day, three bowls of rice at noon, just keep full." Xie Wan glanced at him.

"How is your body?"

"I have been growing up healthily and happily..." Xie Wan's voice became smaller and smaller.

Sun Zhengyi didn't pursue further, he led Xie Wan all the way to Zi Yu's place, Xie Wan couldn't help asking when he didn't see the four assistants.

"Third Senior Brother, those people..."

"Those who can't stand the hardship have all gone back." Sun Zhengyi walked in front, making his appearance invisible. "There is an urgent need for employment here, and we need to find more people."

It's only been less than half a month, and Xie Wan has changed again. Xie Wan feels weird, and always feels that something is weird.

Sun Zhengyi led him into the Ksitigarbha, and the two walked to the familiar corridor, with lights flickering on both sides, like a scene from a horror movie. When they reached the mural, Sun Zhengyi spoke again.

"Junior Xie, you have a feud with senior brother, don't you think he will harm you?"

"What is the meaning of the third senior brother? We are all disciples of the same sect, so why do you want to murder him?" Xie Wan looked puzzled, and looked very upright.

No matter how courageous Jiang Tianyi was, he would not dare to act in the Chiyue Pavilion. After all, the current pavilion owner is Feng Qi, so he cannot decide.

"Really." Sun Zhengyi's voice was quite cold. He took the lead to enter the gate of the spiritual land, and brought Xie Wan to a blood-red spiritual plant. Xie Wan had never seen this kind of spiritual plant before, and he couldn't stop look.

Looking further ahead, Sun Zhengyi was gone.

Xie Wan searched for a long time, but he didn't see a single figure. He was the only one here, and it was empty. Thinking of those murals at this moment made people tremble even more.

"Where did he go? He walked really fast." Xie Wan looked around a few times, but finally couldn't resist Lingzhi's temptation, and leaned over to check.

This spiritual plant is really miraculous, with only one leaf on its body, it is small, cute and lovable.

It's just that for some reason, half of this spiritual field is good, and the other half is bad. It seems that half of the fertilizer has been applied, and the growth gap is very obvious.

Seeing that there was no one around, Xie Wan tried to input spiritual power into the Lingzhi, only to see that the Lingzhi seemed to have eaten a bunch of crops, and the speed visible to the naked eye was a bit higher, and the yield was only [-] per mu. .

This spiritual plant has been sucked too much, and it has changed like this.

While Xie Wan was researching, someone suddenly walked gently behind him.

The author has something to say: Due to the number of words, there are even fewer. From now on, it will be updated on time every day at [-]:[-] p.m., and the number of words is normal

I'll be a short guy today, huh