Farming in the Immortal Mansion

"That's enough!" Lu Binglan couldn't listen any more. She took up the Ice Spirit Sword and chased Ye Ling and Zixuan's shuttle!

Even though Lu Binglan knew that her mission was to take over the mantle of the god, she would not dare to expect anything in the future when she would sit in the temples and protect the Kingdom of Wu.

But whenever she remembered that the god ordered Ye Ling to assist her and jointly protect the country of Wu, her heart was full of expectations.

Even if Ye Ling worships the ancestor as his teacher, he still shoulders the same mission. Whether it is Master Ye or Junior Brother Ye, the two of them will definitely be together in the future.

But now, when Lu Binglan saw Zixuan and Ye Ling like this, although they couldn't be said to be romantic partners, they were close to each other, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Ye Ling noticed that Lu Binglan's flying sword was approaching, and looked down at Zixuan, who was sleeping next to him. He lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of waking her up, and whispered: "Senior Sister Lu, I will explore the way, don't worry. Okay, you can’t go wrong!”

Lu Binglan frowned slightly and said: "That's not what I came here to say! Look at the appearance of the two of you, how do you behave in front of everyone? You must be very fond of this female disciple of yours?"

Ye Ling couldn't help being startled and told him frankly: "Senior sister, what are you talking about? It's nothing. Zixuan is just tired. She needs to rest against me for a while."

Lu Binglan saw that he looked upright and bright, so it was natural for him to say it, but it was hard to question him.

A smile curled up at the corner of Zixuan's lips, and she spoke with her spiritual consciousness: "Master, the emotions between you people are really too complicated! Miss Lu clearly came to accuse the teacher, but it's better for you not to Explain it well."

Seeing that Zixuan was still pretending to sleep, Ye Ling was angry and amused, so he pushed her away: "Okay! There is a sword light in front of you, and it seems that someone is fighting, and you don't give me a warning!"

Ye Ling said sternly: "Senior sister, look! There are swords blazing across the road ahead, and a fierce battle is going on! Someone is starting to fight!"

Lu Binglan stopped pursuing it and looked intently. Sure enough, she saw two groups of people fighting in the wasteland to the east.

Lu Binglan said doubtfully: "These people should also be going to Netherworld Cave for training. Why are their swords facing each other halfway? Could it be that they encountered treasure-hunting monks who blocked the road and robbed them?"

Ye Ling suggested: "Let's go! Do you want to go over and have a look and join in the fun?"

Lu Binglan was still angry about what had just happened, so she acted like a senior sister and shook her head: "I'm not going! It's important that we are on our way and don't cause any complications!"

While talking, Lu Binglan led the way with the Ice Spirit Sword, bypassing the monks fighting in the east.

There was a cunning look in Zixuan's green eyes, and her spiritual consciousness said: "Master, your Miss Lu is angry! You won't blame me, right?"

Seeing her weird look, Ye Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was afraid that she would tease him again, so he had to respond: "I am honest with Miss Lu, how can I blame you? Okay, help me find out who she is. Are you fighting? As long as there are no divine envoys from the temples, they can fight in the dark, and it has nothing to do with us!"

Zixuan said leisurely: "There are no divine envoys, but there are some acquaintances among them. Do you still remember the children of the Jiang family who were protected by the ghost ghosts before? They must have also set off from Kaiyang Villa and walked ahead of us. He is fighting with another group of monks over a fruit tree that looks like ice orange and is covered with branches. "

Ye Ling suddenly became interested and looked at it from a distance. With his cultivation and consciousness, he couldn't see clearly: "Bing orange fruit tree? What does it look like?"

Zixuan squeezed Ye Ling's palm, transforming everything she saw into the consciousness of Ye Ling's Purple Mansion!

Ye Ling's eyes showed excitement, and he said happily: "Where is the ice orange fruit tree! This is an ice scrophulariaceae, and it bears scrophulariaceae fruits. Such a big plant can be called a natural treasure! "

Lu Binglan turned around and saw Zixuan and Ye Ling, who were still tugging at each other. The two of them were flirting with each other, even the corners of their eyes were smiling, which made Lu Binglan very unhappy. She coughed: "Junior brother! Why don't you leave? "

Ye Ling hurriedly responded: "Come right now!"

Then he sent a message to Zixuan's spiritual consciousness: "We have to find a way to get the Ice Scrophulariaceae! Well, let's do this, I'll let the little Yaoling carry it! Just cast a spell secretly and trip them up! Or there will be a landslide, Or if the ground cracks and a strong wind blows it will be blown away.”

Zixuan listened and nodded with a smile.

Ye Ling threw out the ninth-level medicine spirit from his storage bag and jumped in the direction of the ice scrophulariaceae.

"Sick!" Zixuan blew a breath, and the little medicine spirit seemed to have countless magical talismans attached to it, almost turning into an afterimage and disappearing in an instant!

When the little medicine spirit appeared again, it was already in front of the Ice Scrophulariaceae, regardless of the fact that a fierce battle between the disciples of the Jiang family and another group of monks was going on.

As if entering an uninhabited area, the little medicine spirit instinctively picked up the spiritual grass and ran back. Even a two-foot-tall ice scrophularia plant was skillfully pulled out by it, picked up and ran away!