Predecessors all over the world

On the second day, Yin Miaomiao and Yun Lian went to visit Xianchun Villa.

This means that the road in Qiuzhou is actually three-dimensional transportation. Under the canopy, countless bridges are connected and intertwined, and a crisscrossing road system with multiple layers of ups and downs are built. There are many shops on the roadside.

On top, some are on the bottom, some are on the left, some are on the right, and each store is like a fruit hanging on the treetops.

Each lush tree has a wooden ladder hanging high, up to the canopy, and the lower end is sank into the dense leaves, not knowing where to lead. Sometimes the leaves sway, and a head emerges under the wide leaves. Oh, it was given.

The goods arrived.

Yin Miaomiao looked extremely novel, but she felt that it was a more interesting experience than her previous life, and a vivid fantasy realism.

When they visited Xianchun Villa, they could not walk slowly. They rode the most distinctive "beast car" in the local area. The carriage was a huge basket. Two large flying monsters, one left and one right, were coolies.

Pull the people in the basket forward.

Much like the so-called hot air balloon, it just turns the balloon into a bird. The trained flying beast is fast and has magic circles engraved in the carriage. It is also a pleasure to protect against wind and rain while not delaying the view.

After flying for more than half a day, the coachman said, "I'm going to arrive in Xianchun Villa." His accent was full of local flavor.

Yin Miaomiao had already seen it, but the reason was that the endless forest suddenly cut off here, replaced by a towering building isolated from the sun. It can be said that it is "five steps, one floor, ten steps, one pavilion, the corridor is back, and the eaves are

The teeth are high and the water vortex of the beehive stands, and it is almost tens of millions of them fall."

It is more suitable to say that it is a palace rather than a manor.

Among countless exquisite and magnificent buildings, there are sometimes thousands of blue waves, and the ground is full of colorful flowers. In the depths of the villa, huge trunks like sky pillars tower into the clouds, and the canopy is like a dark cloud covering the head.

Yin Miaomiao took a breath: "Xianchun!"

"Yes." The coachman drove the flying beast to land, "It's all here, it's hard for us to get in."

Yin Miaomiao paid the fare and walked towards the side door of the villa with Yunlian.

There were two guards at the door, and they politely stopped them and asked about their identity. Yin Miaomiao reported to her house and was immediately invited in. The manager in charge of the reception explained angrily: "The owner of the manor has been in seclusion for many years, and I am afraid he can't see two people.

The position is that the villa affairs should be managed by the young owner. The two people have any questions and the young owner said the same thing."

Yin Miaomiao thoughtfully said "it's okay". The greeting was given in the name of Cui Shifeng. The person who requested to pay homage was naturally the owner of the manor, but Ren Wuwei did not come. The two parties were not particularly close, so they must have sent the young manor of the manor.

Receive them.

She came to ask about Mixinhua's affairs, and the same was true for the young owner of the manor.

The manager's smile became deeper, and he introduced the scenery in the villa along the waterfront tower. After walking for about half an hour, he arrived at the reception hall: "Please sit for two." He waved his hand and asked the maid to hold the tea fruit pastry

, "The young owner of the manor will come immediately."

Yin Miaomiao responded with a smile.

This living room is very cleverly built. There is a garden in front and a garden of strange flowers. The back is a blue lake with a cool breeze. The spiritual tea presented is sweet and refreshing, refreshing.

Soon, a gentle footsteps came from outside, and a tall figure walked in and greeted them: "Fellow Daoist Su Wei, Fellow Daoist Hanguang, I'm lucky to meet you in the autumn of Xia Song."

Yin Miaomiao looked up and saw that he had never seen his appearance clearly at first glance. He had an impression in his mind. It was the poem and essay that he never tires of praise, "There are no gentlemen." After looking at it again at the second glance, he looked at it.

Qing Dynasty, he is handsome and as bright as a jade tree, with a special temperament and unforgettable.

She didn't have to think about who she was: "Young owner."

Song Zhiqiu bowed slightly: "You two came from afar and failed to welcome you, so you are rude." His expression was light but not cold, just like green bamboos and green dust, and there was a taste of being indescribable.

Yin Miaomiao never thought that the young owner was such a person. He felt that it was unique and smiled: "It was us who came uninvited and disturbed."

"Please sit."

Both sides sat down separately, and the maid made tea again, and then they got to the point.

Song Zhiqiu asked: "You two have come here from thousands of miles away, don't you know what you can do?"

Yin Miaomiao went straight in: "I wonder if the young owner of the manor knows about the mystery flower?"

Song Zhiqiu looked calm: "Is it a mysterious flower in the willow-leaf city of your school? In the past, Gui sent a letter here to ask what strange flower it was. He was lucky enough to know one or two, and he had already replied to it. Now that fellow Taoists are here, is it?

What happened?"

Yin Miaomiao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other party who had untied the identity of Mixinhua was the other party, which saved a lot of trouble: "Good." So he hid his fingertips and did not mention it, and explained the follow-up in a few words, "Come here this time

, I want to ask your village to check out one or two to solve my doubts.”

Song Zhiqiu pondered and said, "Can you give me a look at the seeds and the remaining flowers?"

"Of course." Yin Miaomiao took out the two jade boxes and "open them directly?"

“Yes, that’s OK.”

Yin Miaomiao first opened the jade box for storing seeds. The narrow and long seeds as narrow as a flower petal were slightly shriveled, and the roots as thick as hair were stretched out at the bottom. Song Zhiqiu stretched out his hand, and a green light appeared at the tip of his fingers, touching the seeds.

The seed seemed to smell the great tonic thing, and the thin beards quickly wrapped around his fingers, and the soft roots turned into needles and stabbed them hard onto his fingertips.

Song Zhiqiu clamped his fingers together, strangling the middle part of the seed, and the roots seemed to be a snake that had been pinched for seven inches, and suddenly collapsed: "The powerful vitality and the strong desire to plunder... are a bit strange."

Yin Miaomiao looked at the fine and soft roots of the seed and was puzzled: "I have been sealing it in the jade box. How did it sprout?"

Song Zhiqiu said: "First overdraw the internal spiritual power and grow roots, then extract the spiritual power and feed it back. It's very smart."

Yin Miaomiao's expression became solemn: "What do you mean by saying strange just now?"

"No, I'll take a look at this again." Song Zhiqiu put the flower seeds back into the jade box and opened the second box, which were withered flowers in the cave. He reached out and brushed them, then opened the flower buds, and sucked them.

Observe carefully the seeds of flowers.

The flower was thin and crispy, and it was crushed by him with his fingers.

Yin Miaomiao saw Song Zhiqiu frowned slightly and couldn't help but ask, "How?"

"Dead," he said, "this is the right way."

Yin Miaomiao said: "Please give me advice."

The sound of pine trees is neither fast nor slow, like the breeze of willows brushing on their faces: "Have you ever heard that oranges grow in Huainan are oranges, and citrus grow in Huainan are tangerines?"

"nature."

"That's easy to say." Songzhiqiu said, "There are different customs in each continent, and the phenology of plants is also different. Therefore, many spiritual plants in Qiuzhou must be supplemented with special magic circles to survive. Flowers in other worlds,

That should be done."

Yin Miaomiao frowned and said, "You mean, as a thing in another world, it should be difficult for the mysterious flower to survive in the fourteen continents?"

Song Zhiqiu said: "No, when the world gate opens, occasionally there will be objects from other worlds wandering in this world, people from other worlds, beasts from other worlds, flowers from other worlds... It's not that strange. But whether it's people or things, they go to other worlds.

There will always be some problems."

Yin Miaomiao remembered his time travel and his eyelids jumped: "Problem?"

"Yes." Song Zhiqiu said lightly, "The sun rises east and sets west and the four seasons are clear, but there are extreme day and extreme night worlds, or there is no sunlight all year round, or there has never been darkness, and it is even more unique.

The land has ten days in the sky and two moons in the night. The worlds of different parts are so different, and the distribution of clear and turbid qi is different, so the methods of cultivation are also different. When you suddenly arrive in another world, it is probably difficult to use the previous way.

Practice.”

Yin Miaomiao took a breath, her eyes full of surprise.

Song Zhiqiu's words are not difficult to understand. To apply astronomical knowledge from previous lives, a year is just one week for the earth to orbit. The rotation cycles of the planet are different, and the ages are different. The climate between the earth and Mars is different, and the components in the air are very different.

, So what's so strange about the spiritual composition of the fourteen continents and the other worlds?

"There are no two identical leaves in the world. Even if the world is similar, there will be differences." Song Zhiqiu brought the topic back to its original position, "The flowers in other worlds usually die if they don't live long.

Withering, this is why many things from other worlds have come, but they are rarely known."

Yin Miaomiao thought to himself that this is different from the past world. In the past life, after foreign species invaded, they could reproduce to an extremely terrible level because they had no natural enemies. Unless they were like crayfish, they could not eat enough to breed them, otherwise they would be very troubled to the local area.

question.

But here, species in other worlds are difficult to survive, which should be a blessing for this world.

"That's why you said the seed is strange." She got the answer, "It could not have had such vitality, right?"

Matsuno Aki said: "To be precise, it's not impossible, it's very difficult."

Yin Miaomiao remembered the failed results in the cave and the demon cultivator's actions of snatching flower seeds, and felt aroused in his heart: "After generation after generation, it can slowly adapt to the environment here and survive smoothly?"

“This is a solution.”

Yin Miaomiao was surprised: "There is any other way?"

Song Zhiqiu smiled slightly and looked out the window. On the other end of the lake, Xianchun's thick torso stood tall: "Cultivation is to go against the sky, but the other world is not suitable for survival, so it's enough to become suitable."

Yin Miaomiao followed his gaze and was stunned: "Is Xianchun..."

"It is a thing in another world. Eight thousand years old is spring, and eight thousand years old is autumn." Song Zhiqiu stood up and walked to the window. "Qiuzhou is a barren land, and it is not suitable for spiritual plants to survive. The immortal tung came unexpectedly.

This is why the world changes, and today's Fangzhou is here."

Yin Miaomiao is now at the level of Jindan cultivation, which can trigger wind and thunder, fly without feathers, and when he reaches the realm of Ren Wuwei, he can still cross the sea and cross the space. However, it is more difficult to change the climate, water and soil of a continent with his own strength.

The power of imagination.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is against the will of heaven and change one's fate.

Xianchun is probably a higher-level existence than them.

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