Chapter 35 35 Star Lotus Covering the Peak

Chapter 35 35. Xinghe Covers the Peak

Outside.

The two real people standing in front of the lotus sculpture were discussing something——

"Brother, a few days ago, a letter for help from the outside world came. You know about this, right?" asked Feiyu Zhenren.

"Hmm~" Zhenren Jiang dragged out the tail tone, obviously absent-minded.

Feiyu Zhenren was immediately angry and directly pulled Jiang Zhenren's sleeve, "Hmm, hmm, hmm! Can you not respond to me like this? The head of the sect wants to invite you out of the mountain. Do you plan to go and take a look?"

"Hmm~hmm~"

It was still a response with a long tone.

But this time there was one more word.

"..."

Feiyu Zhenren was silent for a moment, she clenched her teeth, and suddenly spread her palm. A blue seed in the palm quickly took root and sprouted under the stimulation of her spiritual power.

Then it turned into a huge wooden sword... more than two feet long, with many sharp wooden thorns flashing with faint blue light on the wooden sword, which looked poisonous at a glance.

She grasped the huge wooden sword, and the root just wrapped around her wrist, absorbing her spiritual power.

It was a visual shock to see such a slender wrist holding such a huge sword.

She stared at someone and slashed at him without hesitation. The sword light even carried a blue stream and the sound of breaking through the air.

"Hey, hey, hey! Wait a minute, junior sister!"

Jiang Zhenren seemed to have sensed something. His figure flashed, and a faint silver leaf light flashed on his body, and the whole person appeared a hundred feet away.

After confirming that he was at a safe distance, he said helplessly: "For a mere letter for help, do we still need to go out in person?

Wouldn't it be enough to give it to our foundation-building disciples?"

Hearing this, Feiyu Zhenren sneered again and raised his white hands lightly.

A few seeds flew out immediately.

They took root around Jiang Zhenren, and the huge blue-purple lotus blossomed in an instant, the flower stem bent down, and the flower bud was aimed at Jiang Zhenren.

Then, the flower bloomed.

Countless purple lotus seeds with biting coldness flew out.

Like icicles, they shot towards Master Jiang.

Master Feiyu, who caused all this, said calmly: "Hey, foundation-building disciple? You have already cultivated the nine-color spiritual rice, why do you still push it to those little guys?

Are there any disciples in this generation who are particularly good at cultivating spiritual rice?"

Master Jiang, who was locked by countless ice lotus seeds, was not in a hurry, and seemed not to care about these lotus seeds at all.

He just said: "Someone has to try. If there are no younger generations to cultivate spiritual plants from generation to generation, we can't rely on old guys like us, right?"

He looked at Master Feiyu with a smile on his old face.

At this time, all the ice lotus seeds had flown to no more than ten feet away from him. These lotus seeds were mixed with the biting cold wind, and even snowflakes fell wherever they passed.

It was extremely cold at first glance.

The spiritual pressure, wind pressure and coldness spread. If they exploded, they would definitely be no worse than any golden elixir technique.

However, just as the lotus seeds were about to take a step further, a silver light appeared outside Jiang Zhenren's body again - it was a silver willow branch, gently waving outward.

The lotus seeds, which were originally extremely fierce, turned around and rushed towards Feiyu Zhenren at a speed several times faster than before.

But Feiyu Zhenren had expected and prepared for it.

The petals of the blue-purple lotus that was originally growing had all fallen off at some point, and they flew around Feiyu Zhenren in the wind.

With her as the center, a larger and more magical lotus blossomed, and the petals swirled to protect it tightly.

She stood in the center like a banished immortal.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh--"

The lotus seeds attacked, and the petals offset the lotus seeds one by one, exploding a huge ice storm in the air, and even the poor plants around were affected.

As if they had experienced a cold winter, they wilted directly.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In the end, all the lotus seeds and lotus petals died together.

Not one more, not one less.

The two senior brothers and sisters continued chatting as if nothing had happened: "Senior brother, you like that boy surnamed Song, right?"

"Yes." Master Jiang looked at his junior sister, smiled mysteriously, and said softly: "This child has good luck."

It was obviously a simple sentence, but Master Feiyu looked like she saw a ghost. She said with an ugly face: "Senior brother, you... you want to..."

"Don't be surprised, my nephew said something for me. The child is so concerned, so of course I have to come to deal with any possible troubles for them."

He still kept smiling, the wind blew his pale hair and blew his ordinary cloth robe.

Behind him, above the sky above his head, a clear starlight flickered quietly.

The starlight was like a huge lotus leaf covering the sky, layered and stacked, forming a curtain of stars, just covering the entire Heyun Peak underneath.

But from the outside, there was nothing unusual here.

But Master Feiyu could sense that Heyun Peak had been isolated from the sect, and even the spiritual energy of the earth veins had been cut off.

Even the sacred tree that regulated and managed the earth veins of the entire sect could not sense the abnormality here - in fact, it didn't matter whether it could sense it or not - because the sacred tree was also under the management of her Senior Brother Jiang.

"Junior sister, the lotus is the golden elixir gift I gave you, you won't forget it, right?"

Jiang Zhenren found a flat place and sat down on the ground. He waved to his junior sister and said:

"Come on. Since you have already boarded my ship, you don't have to worry about the head of the sect causing trouble."

"... Well, wouldn't it be better if you were the head of the sect?"

Fei Yu Zhenren had no choice but to move his lotus steps lightly and walked to Jiang Zhenren and sat down, not caring about the dust on the ground.

"Being the head of the sect has to deal with too many trivial matters. I just want to plant things. Besides, whether I am the head of the sect or not, it doesn't affect what I want to do."

He made a matter-of-fact statement, and then stretched out his hand to throw a seed. The seed quickly took root and sprouted after landing, and then grew into a rather wonderful tree.

The tree was full of various spiritual fruits, colorful and fragrant.

"Junior sister, do you want to eat fruit?" Jiang Zhenren invited, and picked a handful of red spiritual berries and waved them in front of his junior sister.

Master Feiyu: "..."

She sighed deeply again, snatched the red berry that was as crystal clear as a red crystal, and ate it in small bites.

...

At this time, in Heyun Cave Heaven.

Song He was pulling out all the weeds, piling them into a pile, casting a spell and throwing a fireball.

Watching the fireball instantly ignite the pile of weeds, burning and crackling.

He searched for a long time but couldn't find any soil. After thinking hard, he remembered the principle of the mutual generation and mutual restraint of the five elements.

Among them, there is the saying that fire generates soil, which actually means burning plants with fire, and the ashes that have been burned are naturally "soil".

"I don't know if it will work."

He watched the flames become weaker from vigorous, and the originally high pile of weeds had turned into a small pile of black ashes.

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