Chapter five hundred and ninety-eight Xianshan Yingyu
Feng Feiyun entrusted Nalan Xuejian to Wu Qinghua's care. I believe she is also in this valley now.
Nalan Xuejian's lifespan was severely lost. Even the spiritual fruit that was thousands of years old could only keep the essence in her body from dissipating. If she wanted to restore her lifespan and appearance, she could only rely on her own suffering. build.
Feng Feiyun didn't want to have more contact with the disciples of the Beast Controlling Studio, so he walked straight towards the Immortal Mountain. As soon as he entered the periphery, he encountered extremely complicated formations, and formation patterns were suspended in the void. , invisible and colorless, if you touch it if you are not careful, it will cause thunder disaster.
"Crack."
A thunderbolt as thick as the mouth of a bowl struck down and passed between Feng Feiyun's arms, almost breaking his arm.
This is not an ordinary formation arranged by real people. It not only protects this ancient temple, but also carries an attack wave.
"This ancient temple is very unusual. It is blocked by such a powerful formation just on the outside."
"Crossing the lotus platform."
Feng Feiyun stretched out his palm, and countless golden brilliance flew out of his palm, condensing into a lotus platform, suspended in the void. There were countless lines intertwined on the lotus platform. He flew down on the lotus platform and quickly passed through the formations. , fell into a medicine garden.
This is half of the Fairy Mountain and is a huge medicinal garden.
"Golden Thread Grass of Ten Thousand Years Old."
Feng Feiyun saw a golden spiritual grass in the distance. It grew like a vine, with leaves as big as cattail leaf fans. The whole body exuded golden brilliance, like a divine vine made of gold.
This is a 10,000-year-old spiritual herb, a priceless treasure that can be used as medicine for ninth-grade spiritual elixirs.
In the Shenjin Dynasty, the fifth-grade elixirs were extremely rare, the sixth-grade elixirs only existed in ancient records, and the ninth-grade elixirs were legendary.
The golden thread grass that is ten thousand years old can be used as medicine for the ninth grade elixir, which shows its value.
And there are more than one. I saw three golden thread grasses that are tens of thousands of years old. There are more golden thread grasses that are thousands of years old. But compared with the golden thread grass that is tens of thousands of years old, they are just Much inferior.
This is just a corner of the medicine garden.
There are also many powerful formations arranged in the medicine garden, as well as spiritual springs for irrigation. Feng Feiyun walked along the spiritual springs and saw some rare treasures. He saw sixteen thousand years of elixirs alone. There are so many plants.
It's hard to find a single one of these outside.
"It's such a treasure. I don't know what kind of being the owner of this ancient temple is, but he actually planted so many precious medicines."
Feng Feiyun sighed, if he didn't need the elixir to improve his cultivation now, he certainly wouldn't mind wasting all the elixirs here.
"The scent of human beings." Feng Feiyun's spiritual sense was very sensitive, and he discovered the scent of human beings passing by on the edge of the medicine garden, and not long ago.
Humanity in the Kingdom of Heaven has long been extinct, so how can there be any human breath here?
Could it be that he is a disciple of Yushou Zhai?
No, Wu Qinghua is the one with the highest level of cultivation in the Beast Taming House. Even with her level of cultivation, it is impossible for her to break through the protective formation at the foot of the mountain.
Feng Feiyun was very confused. He followed the remaining aura on the ground, passed through the medicinal field, walked through the dense forest of spiritual trees, and climbed all the way to the top of the mountain. Soon, he saw a cyan in an ancient temple that was about to reach the top. silhouette.
Wearing a white bamboo hat, she squatted in a corner of the ancient temple and practiced with the help of the colorful Buddhist lanterns in the ancient temple. She seemed to be practicing a profound Buddhist classic.
Feng Feiyun just glanced at her and recognized her.
"Why did Nalan Xuejian appear here? By the way, the meat-and-wine monk must have broken the protective formation at the foot of the mountain and brought her here. There are colorful Buddhist lanterns left by the ancient Buddha and countless souls here. Medicine, and a spiritual spring, it is definitely a supreme treasure place for cultivation."
Feng Feiyun was thinking like this. At this moment, Nalan's bloodstain in the ancient temple had finished cultivating and recovered his Buddha energy. Then he walked out of the ancient temple and picked some rare elixirs in the medicine garden, such as Four Thousand Blood sesame from 2000 and purple ginseng from 3000 years old. These elixirs have the most mild medicinal power and are very suitable for her to take now.
Given her obvious physical condition, if she takes some higher-grade elixirs, it will have the opposite effect.
She was picking purple ginseng in the medicine garden, just like pulling up radishes. She rolled up her sleeves, but she couldn't pull up the purple ginseng with all her strength.
After all, these purple ginseng have grown for thousands of years and are connected to the veins of the earth. Even if ordinary people find them, they cannot pull them out of the soil.
"Bang."
Due to excessive force, although the purple ginseng was pulled out, and it was not small and brilliant, Nalan Xuejian fell over in the medicine field because of his unstable center of gravity, and his body was drowned by the elixir.
puff.
Feng Feiyun almost couldn't help laughing.
Nalan Xuejian was very angry and climbed up from the medicinal field. He was talking something, as if he was annoyed that the soil in the medicinal field was too hard. He kept chattering for a long time before twisting an amethyst-colored precious ginseng. He walked to the edge of the spiritual spring and washed the ginseng with the water from the spiritual spring.
This precious ginseng has grown for four thousand years, is over a foot long, and has a vague humanoid shape.
Nalan Xuejian lifted her skirt and sat on the edge of the spiritual spring. Holding a big purple ginseng in her arms, she exposed her little tiger teeth and started to chew on it, just like a rabbit eating a radish.
After eating half a purple ginseng root, she was already a little exhausted. Her body was wrapped in purple brilliance and exuded an alluring fragrance, as if she herself had turned into a fairy medicine.
She placed half of a purple ginseng root on the stone, gently rolled up her skirt, squatted elegantly by the spiritual spring, stretched out her two white hands, and went to drink from the spiritual spring.
This is a real spiritual spring that can be used to irrigate ten thousand years of spiritual grass. A single sip of it can increase the life span of an ordinary person by ten years.
Feng Feiyun stood on a bluestone bridge not far away, picked up a stone, and threw it into the spiritual spring.
"Plop."
The stone fell into the spiritual spring, causing large splashes of water to soak Nalan Xuejian's dress.
"Ah, who."
Nalan Xuejian raised his head, and through the white gauze, he happened to see Feng Feiyun on the stone bridge. The guy was smiling with gloating.
Nalan Xuejian's body trembled slightly, she bit her lip tightly, twisted up her skirt with both hands, and ran towards the ancient temple. While running, she did not forget to hold half of the purple ginseng on the stone in her hands. , continued to run away, she really didn’t want to see Feng Feiyun.
But he bumped into Feng Feiyun's chest again.
She quickly pressed the white hat on her head with her hands, turned around, stamped her feet anxiously, and said, "You are not allowed to look."
"I didn't watch it," Feng Feiyun said.
"I'm lying, you have practiced clairvoyance and can see through my veil." Nalan Xuejian became even more anxious, his forehead hurt a little because he was hit just now.
"I don't have any clairvoyance. If you ask me not to look, I won't look at it." Feng Feiyun reached out and touched Nalan Xuejian's shoulder.
Like a frightened little rabbit, the other party ran away with a swoosh and hid in the ancient temple. He closed the temple door tightly and blocked the door with his body.
"How do you know I'm here?" she said.
Her voice has become much younger. It seems that she has really benefited a lot in recent times, her cultivation has also made great progress, and her lifespan has increased a lot.
Feng Feiyun stood outside the ancient temple and said, "I...I was just passing by."
"Oh, it turns out I was just passing by." Nalan Xuejian was a little disappointed.
Feng Feiyun seemed to feel that he was not very good at talking, so he added: "How has your practice been lately?"
"It's okay." Nalan Xuejian said.
"If there is nothing else, I will... leave first." Feng Feiyun said.
"Go." Nalan Xue said.
"kindness."
Feng Feiyun looked back at the ancient temple, and then continued to walk along the spiritual spring towards the top of the mountain. This ancient temple was very extraordinary. There might be some extremely powerful Buddhist soldiers left, suspended in the void above the top of the mountain. There is a temple that is mysterious and inexplicable, with an indescribable sacred feeling.
Feng Feiyun groped for the formation patterns on the ground, and broke open another formation. Then he frowned, glanced behind him, and said with a smile: "Come out."
Nalan Xuejian reluctantly walked out from behind a rock, lowered his head, pulled the ends of his hair with his fingers, and said: "The great monk said that you can't go to the top of the mountain. The formation there is so terrifying that even he can break it." Not open."
"He can't break it, but I can break it." Feng Feiyun stood above, very confident.
He has a way to break even the formations set up by the powerful men in the Feathering Realm, let alone the formations in this ancient temple. Although there is a certain risk factor, it still cannot defeat him.
"What are you doing here?" Nalan Xuejian pursed his lips and said, "The great monk said that big changes are about to happen outside, and the entire Shenjin Dynasty may cease to exist. Aren't you worried... too The safety of Goddess Wei."
How could Feng Feiyun not be worried? He was silent for a long time and then told her the truth.
After talking about this series of changes, Feng Feiyun smiled calmly and said: "So it's not that I don't want to go out, it's that I can't."
Feng Feiyun continued to walk towards the top of the Immortal Mountain. Nalan Xuejian still followed him slowly and unhurriedly. It took the two of them two days to break through twenty-seven real-person formations before reaching the top of the mountain. In the ancient temple, several times were very dangerous. The power of the formation injured Feng Feiyun, and once he was knocked unconscious.
"When will you get rid of this shortcoming of bragging?" Nalan Xuejian looked at Feng Feiyun's body covered with wounds.
Feng Feiyun turned around and smiled, the Buddha's light flowing around his body, and his injuries healed instantly. He said with a smile: "When did I start bragging? Look, we have reached the top of the mountain. I think this Buddhist temple is very extraordinary. Maybe I can find something inside." Supreme Buddha Soldier."
Nalan Xuejian's eyes lit up and he said, "When did you start practicing Buddhism?"
Feng Feiyun's eyes also lit up and he said: "Hey, how could I forget this incident? The "Golden Silkworm Sutra" is extremely miraculous. It may be able to repair the damage to your body and make you young and beautiful again soon."