A small valley with a radius of less than ten miles is surrounded by white spiritual mist, and it is a vast expanse of whiteness.
There is a mountain path extending from the white mist at the mouth of the valley. At the end of the path, there are several spiritual fields and a small house made of reeds.
The spiritual field is full of various elixir, with different colors and strange shapes. The mist of various medicines rises like a rising rosy cloud, and a clear spring flows out from the rocks on one side, forming formations next to several spiritual fields. A small pool.
"Senior Brother Ma, remember to help me take care of the two Lengxiangbingmei plants in Congealing Valley. You promised me last time. I will go out for a few days before I can come back. It's all up to you."
In front of the reed hut in Xiaogu here, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties was talking with two young people.
These three people are all wearing the same style of blue clothes. The middle-aged man has a very honest face and looks submissive. At first glance, he is an honest man with no opinions. One of the two young men is relatively short and fat, and he looks a little Shrewd, while the other one was tall, with fair complexion and delicate features.
It is this handsome young man who is worryingly confessing to the middle-aged man at this moment.
"Okay, Junior Brother Jiang, don't worry, I'll be there later." The middle-aged man assured him honestly.
"Don't worry, when did Brother Ma forget something, he promised that nothing will happen." The young man with a delicate face was still a little worried, and wanted to say something, but the short and fat young man next to him shot She patted him on the shoulder and said to him.
"Then thank you, Senior Brother Ma." Hearing what the short and fat young man said, the handsome young man thought about it too. After a chuckle, he said goodbye and left, and walked out of the valley with the short and fat young man.
"You really are, he hasn't made any mistakes in thirty years, and he hasn't ruined a elixir because he forgot anything, so don't worry." The two young men walked out of the valley, but outside was a mountain shrouded in mist. The location of this valley looks like it is halfway up the mountain. The two were walking on the mountain road, and the clouds and mist that permeated the road separated automatically, but the short and fat young man couldn't help talking about the handsome young man.
"I also know this, that is, the Lengxiangbingmei plant is the main material used by Uncle Liu to refine medicine. If something goes wrong, I can't afford it." The handsome young man said a little embarrassedly.
"Then you still ask Brother Ma to take care of you... I said that you have asked Brother Ma to do a lot of things for you these years. You have spent a lot of time practicing and earning spirit stones for no reason..."
"It's not me alone who asked him to help... Besides, Senior Brother Ma's talent is mediocre, and he still has such a cultivation base, so he won't achieve much in cultivation. In case I have a great achievement in the future, help him , as compensation for him is..."
"That's not necessarily the case. Didn't Brother Ma get the qualification to listen to Zen music this time? If he got some great opportunity, it would be different. Isn't Master Yuanheng a disciple of Kanyuan back then, and he got it at Qibaomi?" Is there a big chance?"
"..."
The two young men walked while talking, and soon disappeared into the cloud-shrouded mountain road.
Just a moment after the figures of the two disappeared on the mountain path, an old man with a rickety figure came out from another mountain path.
"Hey..." This old man has gray hair and a thin face, but his brows are very kind. Looking at the direction where the two young people disappeared, the old man sighed softly and shook his head, as if he heard the words of the two young people just now. people talking.
Afterwards, the old man walked into the small valley with a radius of less than ten miles.
"Uncle Zhang!" When the old man walked into the valley, the honest middle-aged man was taking care of one of the elixir plants in front of a spiritual field, and carefully sprinkled some dew on the leaves of the elixir plant. Entering the valley, the middle-aged man immediately wiped his hands, stood up, and saluted the old man respectfully.
"You don't need to be too polite." The old man sat down on a bamboo chair in front of the hut with kind eyes, and called the middle-aged man over, "Xiao Ma, Xiao Jiang and Xiao Song are making excuses for you to do things for them again?" ?”
"Junior Brother Jiang said that he had to go out for a few days and asked me to take care of the two Lengxiangbingmei plants in Ningying Valley." The middle-aged man stood under the old man and replied honestly.
The old man shook his head slightly again, but he didn't say much, he just confessed: "Then you have to be very careful these few days, don't make a mistake, and lose the qualification to listen to the Zen music, and there are two days in the Flame Valley There are two plants that are not growing well, I have already told your Uncle Sun, I will take care of the Flame Valley these days, you don't have to worry about it."
"Thank you Uncle Zhang." The honest middle-aged man seemed to be serious about his words, so he just said this.
"This thing is for you. After you have seen it, destroy it." The old man nodded, took out something from his bosom, and handed it to the middle-aged man.
"Uncle Zhang, what is this?" The middle-aged man was a little dazed. What the old man gave him was a yellowed leather roll with a simple picture on it, which seemed to be hand-painted by someone. It was a low, yellowed bodhi plant. There is a piece of uneven, toad-like blue mountain stone underneath.
"This is left by a senior brother who has a good personal relationship with me." The old man looked at the middle-aged man with dim eyes, as if he was nostalgic for the old man, "This is a record of one of the seven treasure secret places..."
"Seven Treasure Secret Land?" The middle-aged man seemed very surprised, his eyes widened.
"Just listen to me and you'll understand." The old man waved his hand, telling the middle-aged man to be calm, "My senior brother is also in charge of planting spiritual fields just like you, and he hasn't made any mistakes in thirty years. As an ordinary disciple, the door regulation has obtained the qualification to enter the Seven Treasures Secret Ground to listen to the Zen music. He is of low status, and when listening to the Zen music, he is closer to the Zen music wooden fish, and some places shrouded by the Buddha's light have already been occupied by people , he could only listen to it on the bluestone on the outskirts. But that year, almost no one got the inheritance from the Zen sound. In this remote corner far away from the Zen sound Muyu, he heard it from the Zen sound instead. A strange chanting. Listening to what he said to me before he died, when he sat cross-legged on the bluestone, he felt a fresh air emanating from the bluestone, which gave him a strange feeling. But the scriptures are very complicated. Although he Hearing it, but still can't understand its meaning, and finally get the sutra but can't understand it, which leads to depression and death."
"In our Daying Peak, there is actually someone who has inherited Zen music?" The middle-aged man was extremely surprised, his eyes widened even wider.
"Don't tell anyone about this." The old man looked at the middle-aged man and said very seriously, "My senior brother didn't tell anyone about that scripture, and he was even afraid that I would not understand its meaning just like him. He died in depression, and I didn't even tell me when he was dying that he still has nephews outside, if this matter gets out, I'm afraid the sect will investigate it, and it will affect his descendants instead."
"I see, I won't tell anyone." The middle-aged man nodded with certainty.
"Now you also have the opportunity to enter the Qibao secret place to listen to Zen music. This is a great opportunity... because you haven't cultivated a single elixir in thirty years, it's not only because of your care, but also because of God's blessing. I will tell you about it, I thought there might be a chance at Qibao Midi, if you can’t hear the scriptures in other places when you listen to Zen music, you can try it while sitting in the place where my senior brother got the scriptures.” The old man looked at him. The young man said slowly, "As for your temperament... You are honest and honest, and you don't have any big demands. Even if you get the scriptures, I don't think you will die in depression like my senior brother."
"Uncle Zhang, thank you very much..." the middle-aged man looked at the old man and said seriously.
"However, it's not certain. Great wisdom is like stupidity, great ingenuity is like clumsiness, without desires and desires... Maybe it will become the way." The old man lowered his eyebrows, and sighed softly, "You memorize the place in this picture, and just use this Destroy a thing."
"Okay." The middle-aged man looked at the pattern again, stretched out his hand and tore the yellowed leather roll into pieces, and then buried it directly in the soil in front of the small house.
"Be careful these few days." After the old man confessed again, he stood up without stopping, took his leave and left the small valley.
"Unexpectedly, someone in Daying Peak has received the inheritance of Zen music...I'm afraid even Mingde didn't think about it... This old man is really nice, he took good care of me, and gave me such a thing...I replaced This person is qualified to listen to Zen music, and this person's character is indeed not bad. I am a bit unfair to this person, but I will give this person some benefits to make up for the past..." After the old man left, the middle-aged man's His gaze became visibly active, looking at the ground where he buried the map, his brows twitched slightly, and he muttered to himself softly.
Then the middle-aged man turned around and walked into the small house behind him. After closing the door of the house, he reached out and took out two demon pills the size of a child's head.
These two demon pills shone with a slight white light, like suet white jade, full of water and spiritual energy, once taken out, the whole small house seemed to be very humid after a new rain.
"I don't know what kind of mystery this Pangu Giant Sting's demon pill contains."
After taking out these two large and strange demon pills, the middle-aged man muttered to himself again, and then he stretched out his hand and threw it, a wave of spiritual energy rushed out from the top of his head, wrapping one of the demon pills at once. After entering it, streams of water and spirit vitality kept rushing up, but he began to refine this demon pill and practice.
This middle-aged man was obviously Wei Suo.
Looking at the way Wei Suo's water spirit vitality is directly rolling the Yaodan cultivation at this moment, it is clear that he has already recovered his cultivation base, but there is no special restriction here, and he does not dare to make a big show of it, and practice with all his strength. The washed water spirit vitality is only about one-tenth of the usual two.
After cultivating for more than half an hour, he saw that he put away the Pangu Giant Sting Demon Pill, which was not much smaller, his eyes flickered, and he realized it for a while, then rushed out and headed towards the outside of the valley.