Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Bingdie was in the huge side hall and took a closer look. The furnishings here were extremely luxurious. Even the hanging lamps and candles were made of colored glass, and the lamp oil was mixed with the best spiritual flowers, exuding bursts of fragrance.

"Master, this is just a side hall of Zuihua Manor's garden palace. It is so grand. If it were the main hall where the owner lives, wouldn't it be even more spectacular? I want to go."

With that said, Bingdie flapped its wings and turned to the main hall to watch.

Ye Ling stopped her in time: "Wait a minute! Once you're here, make sure you're safe. The main hall is the boudoir of the female village owner. Don't break in without permission."

Although the garden palace of Zuihua Manor, both the main hall and the side halls, were blocked by formations, Ye Ling could still detect something with his spiritual consciousness. The pink curtains and the coral-carved dressing table were vaguely visible.

Bingdie had no choice but to watch the scenery in the garden from the window sill of the side hall, while Ye Ling meditated cross-legged, swallowed the seventh-level top-quality nectar pill, and continued his daily practice.

The red wheel fell to the west, and the sky gradually became dark. There was an indescribable tranquility in the entire garden palace. Even the surrounding sea of ​​flowers seemed to be covered with a layer of glistening light, blown by the wind in the dark night, like curls. There were streamers of ribbons.

At this moment, a misty clear song gradually spread across the entire sea of ​​flowers from far to near. Bingdie stared into the distance with wide eyes, and saw that in the sea of ​​​​flowers, various wooden castles and mill-like buildings were all ablaze. The rosin released colorful lanterns.

"The owner of the village is back!"

"The owner of the village is back!"

One after another, the female nun's voice spread in the sea of ​​flowers.

Ye Ling also came to the window and stared into the sea of ​​flowers. Where Qing Ge passed by, there was a sedan chair under a cloud umbrella, flying from mid-air to the sea of ​​flowers, with a lazy young woman sitting on it. Wearing a purple gauze skirt, she not only looks outstanding, but also has very delicate makeup. Lying on the sedan chair, she looks even more charming.

The female cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishment who had previously greeted Ye Ling hurriedly greeted the sedan chair with a cloud-covered umbrella, and reported to the young woman inside with great joy: "Report to the owner of the village! This afternoon, a young man came from afar. The distinguished guest came to our Zuihua Manor with two spiritual beasts and placed them in the side hall."

Unexpectedly, the lazy beautiful young woman suddenly became energetic, sat uprightly, with a sullen look on her face, and reprimanded: "Oh? Since the distinguished guests are coming, why not welcome them to the main hall! You girl, you are getting more and more outrageous! Take me to meet you quickly!”

Before she reached the side hall, the giggles reached Ye Ling's ears: "Which distinguished guest is visiting our village? The little girl is very frightened. I am late to greet you. Please forgive me!"

Ye Ling heard what she said very politely. He straightened his clothes, opened the door and came out to greet her. He cupped his hands and said, "Ye Ling, I passed by this place by chance and saw that the sea of ​​flowers here is in bloom. I'm sorry to bother you! I haven't asked for advice yet. What's the name of the owner?"

Only then did Ye Ling notice the unusual behavior of this beautiful young woman. He saw her looking straight at him, as if she was crazy, and she stood there for a long time without responding.

"Master of the village! Master of the village! Mr. Ye is asking you a question." The female cultivator standing behind her with her hands lowered pulled her sleeves and reminded her in a low voice.

Only then did the beautiful young woman come back to her senses. She opened her red lips and smiled sweetly: "My little girl's surname is Su. We rarely have male cultivators here. Mr. Ye is such a rare visitor! These people of mine are ignorant and neglectful! Hey, Why don't you hurry up and organize the banquet, bring out the drunken flower wine that has been brewed in the village, and ask Mr. Ye to move to the main hall!"