My eldest brother loves to grow flowers

Rong Huai first handed Wisteria a spirit stone, and he knew that there was only such a big vine in total, and he must have been exhausted taking care of him last night.

As soon as the spiritual energy entered the body, the pain of Chong Jin's veins breaking slightly eased.The whole vine was limp on the pillow, entwined with the spirit stone, watching Rong Huai, who had just recovered from a serious illness, carefully tidy up the messy room in boredom.

The illness is just right, and if you don't take much rest, you will know how to toss around.

Junior Brother and the others didn't have the habit of coming over in the morning, so Rong Huai cleaned up after tidying up.The sun had risen in the sky, he put the wisteria on his shoulder, took a scripture, and went outside under the tree.

The sound of scripture reading sounds soothing and pleasant.The golden morning light hit Rong Huai's pale cheeks, not only did he not look energetic, but he was even more sickly.

After reading the scriptures for a while, he guessed that his body was really weak, so Rong Huai leaned against the stone table and took a nap for a while.Chong Jin, who was on his shoulder, heard the man breathing evenly, leaned forward, and vine leaves touched his forehead.

Fairly normal.

Heh, early in the morning, it was very windy and cold, so I ran outside here to get some wind.If you catch cold again, no one cares if you die of illness.

The sun is rising and the sun is getting warmer.The vine leaves stretch on the wisteria, enjoying the hard-won peace.

After resting for less than half an hour, Rong Huai woke up, with the glaring warm sun falling on his face.He narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, and waited for a while until his strength came back.

He looked sideways at the wisteria over his shoulder: "Chongjin."

Chongjin holding the Lingshi: What are you doing?

Rong Huai couldn't help touching the tip of the wisteria: "You haven't been to the back mountain yet, it just so happens that the weather is good today. The Lingquan is clean and refreshing, maybe you will like it."

With that said, Rong Huai put away the scriptures and went to the back mountain with the heavy brocade.

The mountain behind Lingyumen is a high cliff, the top of which cannot be seen at a glance, and a white waterfall seems to fall from the sky.The water flow hit the boulder, shattering countless jade beads, and a rainbow looming across it.

He often heard Rong Huai talk about the spiritual spring in the back mountain, Chongjin only thought it was water with a slightly stronger spiritual energy, but never thought that this place was really a genuine spiritual spring.

Under the spring water, countless auras seeped out, bubbling and bubbling.A pool of spring water can't even hold that much, and the spiritual energy overflows from the spring water to the surroundings.

The fish caught by the third junior brother in the Lingquan were all fattened up one by one.The surrounding vegetation is dense, and even the weeds are contaminated with a strong aura.

Chongjin was born around the Wuyahai since childhood. The Wuyahai originated from the Xianghuai River where immortals and demons were bred, and it is the place where spiritual energy is born.People in the cultivation world couldn't absorb the devilish energy contained in the boundless sea, but the devilish energy that everyone avoided had no effect on Chongjin.

Wuyahai's aura is flourishing, and the reason why Chong Jin's cultivation base has been promoted so quickly is inseparable from that rich aura.Even though the aura here is far less than that of Wuyahai, it really surprised Chongjin.

Based on his previous experience of going to the realm of comprehension several times, from what those monks said, I am afraid that the spiritual veins under the Lingyu Gate are at least the best spiritual veins.

How rare are the best spirit veins?

This kind of excellent resource has long been monopolized by the big powers in the cultivation world. Now, except for the famous top three hundred sect forces in the cultivation world, there is no other fundamental view.

Now I only think that there is a first-grade spiritual vein under the Lingyu Gate, which has attracted Luo Chengmen's painstaking efforts.

If he knew that the top-grade spiritual veins were located under Lingyumen, Luo Chengmen might not be able to sit still and directly lead the whole sect to capture Lingyumen.

Rong Huai took Chong Jin to a place where the water flow was slightly calmer, and the clear spring water soaked in spiritual energy was covered with pebbles of different sizes.

As soon as Rong Huaifang stretched out his hand, before he could speak, Wisteria climbed up and dived into the water.It was rare to see Wisteria being so interested in something, and it seemed that she was extremely satisfied with Lingquan.

As soon as the vine body entered the spring water, spiritual energy rushed up along the meridians in the vine.After all, it grows in water, and it is much more comfortable to recuperate in the water.

Once comfortable, Chongjin couldn't help feeling sleepy.

Rong Huai watched the little vine dragging the spirit stone with a smile on his face. Although the water flow had slowed down, it still had momentum.The already slender body of the vine was twisted to and fro by the current, thanks to the entangled spirit stones that kept it from being washed away.

Xiaoteng dragged the spirit stone to search around in the water, and finally found a flat stone that was slightly shallower and completely soaked in the spring water, and stuck the spirit stone entangled by the vine in the seam of the stone to prevent himself from being washed away.

Watching the wisteria stretch its body comfortably while soaking in the spiritual spring and basking in the sun.In the blink of an eye, Rong Huai seemed to see that domineering, defiant little boy again.

Even if it is a vine body, the likes and dislikes are so obvious, it really is a child's habit.

Rong Huai couldn't absorb the spiritual energy, seeing that Chong Jin liked this place, he was not in a hurry to leave.He simply sat under a big tree next to him, took off the new jade flute specially made for him by the fifth junior brother at his waist, and played the flute.

The sound of the flute is clear and melodious, and it floats to my ears with the wind.

After a while, the wisteria leaning on the stone completely softened its body and fell asleep.

After falling asleep and waking up again, it was dusk and sunset again.

The setting sun sprinkled on the Lingquan water, like broken gold.After sleeping, Chongjin felt refreshed all over his body, feeling some new tendons growing in the vine body, and looking at a new spirit stone that was thoughtfully replaced in his hand at some time, his heart felt even more refreshed.

Feeling the changes in the wisteria, Rong Huai came to the spring in time, knelt down, the blue shirt was soaked by the spring water, and there was a dry square towel on the palm of his outstretched hand: "It's getting late, it's time to go back .We'll come back tomorrow if you like."

Chongjin raised his head, and with the afterglow of the setting sun, he saw the idiot in front of him who probably had been guarding him all day, and his expression improved a lot.

The wisteria entangled her fingers, and let the kerchief wrap around the vine to absorb the moisture for herself.

The strength of the fingers pinching the wisteria was neither light nor heavy, even the tip of the wisteria. After soaking in the Lingquan, Chongjin expressed that he was very comfortable after recovering his body.

"Chongjin."

Chongjin: Yes.

"Lift the vine leaf."

Chongjin: Oh.

The vine leaves obediently lifted up, so that Rong Huai could dry the cracks in the leaves for him.

While wiping Rong Huai, he said: "The water in the Lingquan is cold, if you don't wipe it dry, I'm afraid you will catch cold."

Hearing this, the heavy brocade vine leaves trembled in disgust.

So you also know that if the water is not dry, you will get sick and catch a cold?The night before that, who wore half-dried wet hair and stayed up late at night, and finally fell ill?

After wiping the body of the vine, Wisteria took the initiative to put the Lingshi in Rong Huai's hands, and when Rong Huai wiped it dry and handed it back, Wisteria took it again.

When they returned to the courtyard, one person and one vine, they happened to run into the returning Lingyumen group.

"Big Brother!"

As soon as he heard the shout of the eleventh junior brother, the wisteria holding the spirit stone on his shoulder trembled.

Sure enough, Junior Brother Eleven rushed in like a gust of wind.This time was different from yesterday, there was an extra one or two fist-sized by his side, it was carved from wood, it was extremely ugly, and it could barely be recognized as a bird by its two wings.

The bird's belly is surprisingly large, and the wings carved out of wood are fluttering up and down, which actually looks extremely light and flexible.

Seeing Senior Brother, Junior Brother Eleven's eyes lit up.

He hurriedly grabbed the wooden bird next to him, took out the contents while taking apart the bird's belly, and said, "Brother, I bought a lot of pastries today, such as wishful cakes, peach blossom cakes, Poria cakes..."

In order to avoid the embarrassment of crushing the pastry yesterday, he went back to his room last night and spent more than an hour sleeping, specially making such a puppet bird to bring back something for his elder brother.

Seeing the child take out two large oil paper wrapped with pastries, untie the red thread, revealing a large pile of pastries, he happily handed them to Rong Huai: "Brother, these are all my favorites, you will definitely like them!"

Chongjin: Come again?

Seeing that the idiot was about to take it again, Chongjin threw a spirit stone in front of Rong Huai angrily.

After Rong Huai took the Lingshi in confusion, Wisteria went from his shoulder to Rong Huai's wrist, and then to his finger, looking down at the Eleventh Junior Brother in front of him.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yi Fujiko flexibly entangled the two bags of pastries, tied them up, and stuffed them back into the bird's stomach.

With a bang, Lisuo closed the bird's stomach.

Eleven Junior Brothers with empty hands:? ? !

Master, junior and the others just arrived behind him:? ? ?

Rong Huai: ...cough.

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