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Chapter 11 – The Disciple Of The Immortal Plane, Be Obedient
Chapter 11 The Disciple of Cultivating Immortal Plane Obediently
Gong Yeming raised his eyebrows, the corner of his mouth smiled even wider, he spread his hands, and a colorful lamp appeared in his palm.
The thin man’s eyes lit up, “Boss, the glazed lamp, it’s really a glazed lamp.” There was a hint of excitement in his tone, and his eyes looking at the glazed lamp became very hot.
When the man saw the glazed lamp, his expression brightened. He spread his hands, and a round bead appeared in the palm of his hand. “Here, this is the hidden bead you want.”
A smile flashed across the corner of Gong Yeming’s mouth, his amorous eyes were full of passion, and there was a herb in the corner of his mouth, “Well, give me the beads.” As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and sucked the beads from Mu Li’s hand .
The bead fell into Gong Yeming’s hand all of a sudden, with a familiar touch, Gong Yeming knew that it was a real hidden bead.
One flew and flew away from the branch, and the next second the branch turned into ashes and smoke, and the other turned around a tree, and a ray of white light flew towards the two of them, “I said, why are young people nowadays so impatient? Here, this is a glazed lamp.”
The thin man’s eyes were full of viciousness, and he froze for a moment when Gong Yeming took out the lamp. He just thought that Gong Yeming was going to grab it by force, so he did it.
Gong Yeming leaned against the tree and looked at the two with a smile.
The two took the glazed lamp and quickly checked it. After confirming that it was a real glazed lamp, Mu Li clasped his fists at Gong Yeming, “I’m sorry just now.”
Gong Yeming shrugged, not paying much attention.
Anyway, I got it from Muzi Ling, so it’s not bad to be able to exchange for a hidden bead.
Waiting for the two to leave, Gong Yeming put the Hidden Bead into his bosom, and then continued to wander in the woods.
The experience is coming to an end, Master loves all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs, as well as rare herbs, so I have to find them for her.
Walking deep into the forest, Gong Yeming propped his chin and looked at a red tree in front of him. What kind of tree is this tree?
Turned around the book twice, then looked up, and saw three bright red fruits hanging on the tree.
Well, this one seems to be the sacred heart fruit in the medical classics.
Sacred Heart Fruit, a fruit that can help people successfully congeal a baby from the golden core, and can also help those who are possessed by demons to purify their minds. I think Master will like it.
Thinking about flying directly towards the tree.
Suddenly a green light hit.
Gong Yeming squinted his eyes and stepped away.
The green light group hit the ground all at once, making a huge crater on the ground.
Gong Yeming looked at the huge pit in front of him, and the smile deepened at the corner of his mouth. Seeing that the person who came didn’t make another move, he looked lazily.
I saw a woman in Tsing Yi arch her hands, “This Sacred Heart Fruit is not ripe yet, besides, I guarded it…” Suddenly paused, staring at Gong Yeming in a daze, her lips trembling slightly, her eyes full of complexities, “Thousand… Qianzui.” He stretched out his hand, but didn’t dare to touch it, “Is it really you? You… didn’t die, did you?”
Gong Yeming was taken aback for a moment, but in the next second he hooked his lips, curled his hair with his index finger, his face was evil, and the smile in his black and purple passionate eyes was even bigger, “Are you from Zixuanzong?”
He left a trace of consciousness on the little clone, as if he had this person in his memory.
Gong Yeming is still a little puzzled, why these people always think of themselves as Hua Qianzui, it should be him who looks like him, I’m not happy.
The woman in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, looking at the person in front of her who was more wanton than Hua Qianzui, such as Qiushui’s affectionate eyes and less obsessive, she smiled awkwardly, but her face remained complicated, “Sorry, I recognized you as Old man.”
Gong Yeming waved his hands, didn’t care much, leaned lazily on the tree, and asked casually, “Which peak are you from?”
The woman in Tsing Yi cupped her hands and said politely, “Danfengmu Qingyu.”
Gong Yeming’s face was stunned, “So it’s Nephew Mu, I’m Misty Peak Gong Yeming, Nephew, you can just call me Little Martial Uncle.” He said so, but the laziness on his body didn’t change at all.
Mu Qingyu was stunned for a moment. He had heard that Misty Peak’s Gong Zhenren was talented and intelligent. He entered Jindan at the age of twenty. Now it seems that he has already congealed. “Little uncle, forgive me, it was Qingyu who offended.”
Gong Yeming waved his hands, left the tree and stood up straight, but still lazily asked, “Is the sacred heart fruit on this tree yours?”
“Little uncle was joking, Qingyu doesn’t have the ability to grow a sacred heart tree.” Mu Qingyu said respectfully.
Gong Yeming patted the red robe boredly, “Well, how about giving me one then?” Master is good at planting spiritual plants, and by then one should be able to grow a sacred heart fruit.
Mu Qingyu nodded, “Uncle Master, open your mouth, how could Qingyu refuse to allow it?”
Gong Yeming raised his eyebrows, “Thank you for that.”
Mu Qingyu shook his head, expressing that he doesn’t care.
After about a stick of incense, the sacred heart fruit on the tree began to emit fragrance, and Gong Yeming flew directly to pick one, “Thank you, here, this magic moon grass is for you in return.” The magic moon grass is no better than the sacred heart. If it’s common, it’s considered clear.
Turning around, walking in lotus steps, twisting her hair and walking away, leaving Mu Qingyu’s back languidly, and endlessly mysterious.
Mu Qingyu looked at the leaving figure with a dazed expression, Hua Qianzui, that young man who looked like a raging fire was gone after all.
Laughed lightly, but only she knew how bitter that laugh was.
took the Sacred Heart fruit, and then left too.
There are only a group of beasts that are about to move, but in the next second, the beasts dare not move again.
The crying beast: Hey, can you do it all at once.
Where Mu Qingyu disappeared, a woman in white appeared, “Eh? The signal of time-space fluctuations is sent from here, why is there no one?”
The woman in white was Yang Yueye. Yang Yueye frowned and stared at the green bracelet on her hand. She had no reaction at this time, “Looking at the signal strength of the bracelet, it should be someone with good time and space skills.”
After hiding the bracelet, he put down his sleeves, covered his wrist and said to himself concentratingly, “Miaoli Daoist’s time and space technique is unfathomable, but others are in Misty Peak and will not appear here. From this point of view…” Suddenly his eyes changed You Shen, “Yuan Mochen?”
Could it be her? Could it be that I was so lucky that I met her in the first world?
However, if it was her, the space-time fluctuations seemed to be a little weaker.
Thinking of this, Yang Yueye frowned again.
Besides, if it was her, it would be too abnormal for her to be so low-key this time.
You must know that when she was in the space-time bureau, she almost turned the whole space-time bureau upside down, just to ask for a pot of peach blossom wine, but Gong Yi didn’t give it to her, so she just stayed in the main temple.
Finally, Gong Yi forcibly bound her to Universe One and threw her into the Three Thousand Worlds to collect energy.
Of course Yang Yueye has always been curious, as strong as her, how could she be tricked by Gong Yi?
She once guessed that Yuan Mochen abducted Luo Luo this time in order to avenge Gong Yi for throwing her for three thousand worlds.
No longer thinking about it, he shook his head, “There are still two months until the secret realm of Huanyao will open again, so we should go back to the sect first. I have been away for these years, and I will inevitably make my father worry again.” , There is a softness in the beautiful eyes, it’s good that someone cares.
Brightness flickered under her feet, a sword gradually solidified, Yang Yueye opened her hands, Yujian flew up, but she thought in her heart, pay more attention to Yuan Mochen’s news, after all, she might be in this world.
After she left, the beasts were moved, and finally they could continue to forage.
(end of this chapter)