The dark golden light flashed in the pavilion room. Sitting on the bed, I saw the dark golden image of Liu Yayuan not far away, gradually melting and shrinking. Chen Feng's muddy face did not change much.

"The body of the past was assimilated by the Dark Hao Golden Plate and no longer exists. If you want this treasure, I can give it to you." The girl in a veil was exactly what Liu Yayuan looked like when she was young.

Chen Feng took out a white martened cloak from the storage bag, stood up calmly and tied it to the girl's delicate body: "What's the use of that treasure? I really treat you as my family to save you, so you don't need to feel indebted."

"It was made of the immortal foundation, not because I was deliberately hiding and snooping, but because of your restrictive means..." After being tied to Chen Feng openly, Liu Yayuan's beauty turned red.

With the girl's eyes intertwined, Chen Feng smiled faintly: "It's better to be safe and sound. If I were suffering, I believe that you wouldn't stand by and watch the fourth aunt."

"This is Qianji Sect, right? I didn't expect that you actually came to the Yuansheng Dynasty. Have you ever been back to the Wu clan of my mother's family?" The girl changed her previous charm and seemed a little uncomfortable.

Chen Feng shook his head: "Since there was no contact before, it would be better for everyone to live their own lives. I have no plans to go back at all."

"Although Qianji Sect is one of the seven major sects of the Yuansheng Dynasty, there are many right and wrong. How much do you know about this?" Liu Yayuan reminded seriously.

"I have been in Qianji Sect for nearly six years, and I can only be regarded as simply knowing something, but I am very satisfied with this place and have no plans to leave." The smile on Chen Feng's face was very clear.

"Although I felt that you were unusual when I was in Cangbi City, I didn't expect you to have such a means." Liu Yayuan looked at Chen Feng with a smile, as if she wanted to see him through.

"It's just a little chance, it's far from my fourth aunt." Chen Feng lit a cigarette roll as thick as a finger, his face feeling lazy and inappropriate.

"Everyone has a secret that he doesn't want to be known to outsiders. Since you don't want to say, I won't force it. But in this Qianji Sect, how do you plan to place me?" Liu Yayuan put away the mysterious compass formed by the dark gold statue and glanced at Chen Feng coquettishly.

"By your strength, just do whatever you want." Chen Feng walked to the window and looked outside calmly.

Without deliberately investigating, Chen Feng could feel Liu Yayuan's surging early stage breath of Tongxuan.

"It seems that you don't want to be with me. I'm so embarrassed that I treat you as my family..." The girl pouted, but there was a teasing smile in her beautiful eyes.

"It is difficult to live together when we meet each other. I just want to live a comfortable life and practice in the sect. I am afraid that I am completely different from my fourth aunt's mind." Chen Feng looked different and unconspired to do things.

"How do you know what I want? If I leave, don't regret it." Liu Yayuan said charmingly.

"I dare not look forward to the opportunity of the forbidden place of immortality. I, a little person, dare not look forward to it. It is better to forget each other than to support each other. You'd better not stay here for too long. My master has a bad temper." Chen Feng laughed and walked under the pavilion.

Smelling the faint scent of tobacco in the room, Liu Yayuan's pretty face showed a beautiful anger, and she stamped her feet with fair and slender feet, but she was soon replaced by a bright smile.

Chen Feng, who was out of the tower, had an inappropriate smile on his face, and instead took a deep breath and sighed.

When he arrived at the edge of the medicine garden, Chen Feng took out a talisman and stuck it on the green light curtain, immediately rippling the defensive barrier.

Entering the round hole spreading out of the defensive barrier, the refreshing fragrance of medicine soon filled Chen Feng's nose, shocking his spirit.

Seeing that the low-quality spiritual citrus grown in the medicine garden grows well, Chen Feng couldn't help but secretly praise Qiao Xueqing's careful care during the past five years.

Through the vein light of spiritual medicines such as black bone grass and silk-wrapped grass, even outsiders like Chen Feng who grow spiritual medicines can roughly be judged that these spiritual medicines are nearly a hundred years old.

For many advanced cultivators, they will learn some different methods of giving birth to the elixir. Among them, it is very common to gather spiritual patterns and mix spiritual liquid to give birth, but the methods are both high and low.

However, in five years, planting gave birth to spiritual civic who were over a hundred years old, but not many people could have such methods.

What most practitioners pay more attention to is the medicinal properties of the spiritual purity, rather than increasing their spiritual energy cultivation by taking the spiritual purity.

In Chen Feng's view, the medicinal properties of the spiritual medicine and the refining of elixirs are like a mysterious chemical reaction that can promote changes in the practitioner's own functions.

Just like Chen Feng, taking the best spiritual medicine that helps refining and bone training.

The birth of spiritual purity seems extraordinary, but if we look at spiritual energy, the capital invested is not necessarily proportional to the gain.

Although I didn't see how Qiao Xueqing took care of the medicine garden, Chen Feng could think that the spiritual liquid that was often watered was definitely extraordinary. This is why cultivators value the medicinal properties and overly spiritual energy in planting spiritual medicines.

If you expect the spiritual medicine to greatly improve your cultivation, it is mostly a loss-making business.

"This is the Sky Tree!"

During the process of carefully checking the medicine garden, Chen Feng couldn't help but say in surprise that a small tree half a knee high with strange vines grew a black fruit the size of a fist.

When I read Yun Yuechan's books before, Chen Feng had seen pictures and texts of this kind of Aotian Tree. It is a real and top-grade spiritual essence. Its fruits and juice can not only be used as medicine, but also has the medicinal properties to expand spiritual consciousness and artistic conception.

On the Cliff of Confession, Qiu Hong once reminded Chen Feng of various ways to gain immortal foundation cultivators.

Among them, it is common to improve your cultivation and find the source and fetus. In addition, targeted practice such as expanding artistic conception and increasing the intensity of the ** is also a method for immortal foundation practitioners to gradually control hidden power.

Most of the origin and fetal objects are treasures that complement the strange power of the stars and the world. They are tangible objects, just like the colorful glass rings handed over by Chen Feng to Chen Meng.

As far as Chen Feng knows, although Qiao Xueqing has a tide bell, the treasure is not a complementary source and fetal object for her immortal body. This is also why she activated her hidden power and suffered backlash so obviously.

However, despite this, Chen Feng still believes that Qiao Xueqing is really amazing. Compared with the immortal foundation cultivator who possesses the origin and fetus, the burden she bears is extremely heavy.

The fist-sized black fruit produced by the Aotian Tree looks hard on the outer skin, but it is filled with Aotian Beans. As long as you take one, you can make ordinary low-level practitioners, spiritual consciousness, and artistic conception like traveling outside the sky. Therefore, the name of Aotian Tree is such a stinky fart.

But Chen Feng has never taken Aotiandou and has experienced this high-quality spiritual medicinal properties in his body.

“There are really a lot of good things!”

Chen Feng took out the spiritual roots dug out in the Chanjue Cliff Medicine Garden from the storage bag, and simply dug some pits to plant them, as if he was carefully managing his own small home.

It was not until the spiritual rhizomes and seeds in the storage bag were buried that Chen Feng found three zodiac coryceps.

Compared to the ground-flora-polygonum soaked in a large jar of ordinary pots five years ago, Qiao Xueqing had already moved it to the fertile soil of the medicine garden.

It was found that each of the eleven golden runes had branches and leaves with eleven petals of tiny golden runes. Not only was it not as tall as the ankle, but it was not too luxuriant. Chen Feng was not disappointed, but instead released a faint spiritual consciousness and invaded the soil.

Within ten breaths, Chen Feng's expression changed slightly.

On the surface, except for the small golden runes flowing through the leaves and petals, the three elixirs are not too eye-catching, but the part buried in the soil is very unusual.

Through the keen sense of Chen Feng, he found that every fruit growing under the soil of the monarch is densely packed, like a skewer growing in ginger.

In the past, Chen Feng's understanding of this medium-grade spiritual medicine from books was that a terrestrial elixir could only grow irregular fruits that were less than the size of a fist, and even a hundred years old would not change much.

However, through spiritual consciousness investigation, Chen Feng could feel that every single plant of earthly savage planted by Qiao Xueqing has produced fruits that grow in a chain of fruits that are comparable to the size of giant rocks.

After Chen Feng swallowed his saliva secretly, he quickly suppressed his surprise and stood up and walked out of the medicine garden.

"The medicine garden planted by Junior Brother Qiao Qing is really enviable. Even the low-grade spiritual civic in Tianjun Garden is not as good as here. I believe Junior Brother Chen Feng can borrow a lot of light, right?" The man with two beards stood outside the medicine garden with three new disciples from Zhong Ling Cave and smiled at Chen Feng who came out.

Regarding the fourth senior brother Peng Youwei, although Chen Feng did not have a deep friendship with him, he smiled and was not distant: "We can have this medicine garden thanks to senior sister Ling Shan's generous attitude."

Hearing Chen Feng deliberately said the words of us a little more severely, Peng Youwei touched his beard and smiled, "I remember when Junior Sister Ling Shan handed you over the medicine garden, but there was no spiritual civic for a hundred years. In just five years, the low-grade spiritual civic was born to this level. I am afraid that there are only a handful of people in the entire Qianji Sect who can have this ability."

"In order to take care of these spiritual geniuses, Qiao Qing and I have invested a lot of money. We have always been willing to invest in the spiritual medicine to get good results. Fortunately, we grow well, otherwise we will lose all our money!" Chen Feng laughed and said.

"If junior brother Chen Feng doesn't mind, can you take his junior brothers and sisters to the medicine garden to teach you the experience of sacrificing spiritual birth?" Peng You smiled and asked, and glanced at the three new disciples.

"I am just a rash man. Fighting and killing is okay. Where can I teach you any experience? Qiao Qing is more capable of this kind of thing. It is not too late to take his junior brothers and sisters to visit the medicine garden when he comes back." Chen Feng refused carelessly. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster! Mobile users please go to m. This site to read.)
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