The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Gu Qingsong looked up when he heard the voice, and saw a golden light passing through the treetops like a flying swallow. The next moment, a girl wearing a long golden dress with hundreds of butterflies and flowers appeared on the low branches.

The girl had bright eyes, white teeth, and a white complexion. Her eyes and eyebrows were full of energy. At this moment, she was extending her hand to greet Gu Qingsong, who was not far from the tree, with an undisguised and clear smile on her face.

"Uncle, long time no see."

The girl said while sweeping the medicine garden, and then continued without waiting for Gu Qingsong to answer:

"This medicine garden is taken care of by uncle as always.

By the way, I happened to encounter a secret realm during my travels this time, and dug up a lot of spiritual medicines. Although the grade is not high, I think they are all unfamiliar. They may be spiritual medicines that the family does not have.

Uncle, take a look."

The girl said, jumping down from the branch, the hem of her skirt flipped slightly under the resistance, and a pair of red and white jade feet landed on the ground.

Gu Qingsong turned his head quickly.

When he turned around again, the girl had already taken out a lot of spiritual medicines.

"This black one was found on a thousand-year-old ice field, this red one was found at the bottom of a lake, and this yellow one was found in a bird's nest;

Oh, and these few things that look like spiritual medicine seeds were found in the stomach of a monster."

The colorful spiritual medicines on the table immediately attracted Gu Qingsong's attention.

Although they were all young spiritual medicines,

he carefully identified them one by one, with a focused look in his eyes, and from time to time he looked up with surprise and said something to the girl.

About half an hour later, Gu Qingsong shifted his attention from the spiritual medicines. He smiled embarrassedly, took out tea sets, spiritual spring water and other things, and said:

"You have been traveling for a long time, and now you are back. I haven't had time to congratulate you on your safe return and further cultivation, so I will use tea instead of wine to congratulate you."

The girl raised her eyebrows and raised her head and said:

"Little uncle, you finally remembered that there is a living person like me in front of you."

Hearing this, Gu Qingsong couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

This matter was indeed his fault. Hao Dai came home from her travels to see him, and brought him a lot of spiritual plants as gifts. However, he was so focused on the spiritual medicine that he ignored the person who gave the gift.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingsong was full of apologies. Just when he was about to stand up, the girl opposite him suddenly laughed.

"Okay, okay, little uncle, please sit down!

I was just joking."

The girl sitting opposite him, Gu Haodai from the Gu family, said in a somewhat quirky way.

Seeing this, Gu Qingsong hesitated and thought for a while, but did not stand up.

She looked at the kettle on the table that was slowly overflowing with the fragrance of tea, and sighed slightly to Gu Qingsong, who was so lukewarm that he was a little dazed across from her:

"Tea is tea, who made our little uncle naturally fall down after drinking half a cup!"

This time, Gu Qingsong did not feel awkward at all.

Not being able to drink spirit wine is not a character issue, and he did not care at all about falling down after drinking half a cup.

Not at all.

As Gu Qingsong thought about this, the spirit spring water in the teapot was already boiling.

Then, Gu Haodai watched Gu Qingsong slowly pick up the small teapot to make tea.

After a long while, Gu Qingsong handed a cup of spiritual tea to Gu Haodai with both hands. He thought for a moment and said again:

"Congratulations to Haodai for advancing to the fifth level of the Purple Mansion."

Gu Haodai picked up the tea and said:

"Congratulations to my uncle for advancing to the eighth level of the Purple Mansion."

As they talked, they lightly touched the two teacups and drank the tea clean.

"I have been traveling for nearly twenty years and finally came back!

Well, I must sleep in tomorrow and sleep for a few days and nights."

Gu Haodai put down the teacup and looked at the familiar environment around her. The atmosphere around her became much more relaxed.

Seeing her like this, Gu Qingsong asked:

"Is it not good to rest outside?"

Gu Haodai nodded pitifully and said:

"Not only did I not rest well, I have been in Haijinsi for nearly ten years and have never really rested; later I traveled to various situations, although I didn't go to those remote places, I still encountered many dangers;

Once I was flying well in the desert, and I was hit in the face by a fourth-level medium-quality sandworm. If it weren't for the magic weapon protecting my body, I would have been beaten into a pulp.

Another time, in the snowy mountains in the northern border, I accidentally broke the seal of a ground vein cold air, and the ground vein cold air gushed out, freezing me silly;

Fortunately, I reacted quickly and protected my internal organs and meridians, otherwise I would have turned into an ice sculpture."

Gu Haodai couldn't help but feel sad as she spoke, and then she hugged her arms and rubbed them, obviously with lingering fear.

Gu Qingsong listened, imagined what kind of scene that would be, and then thought silently. If it were him, he might have died directly. Hao Dai is indeed a cultivator with golden spiritual roots. His life is as strong as his spiritual roots.

"But it is a blessing in disguise. Not only has my ability improved a lot in these years of traveling and fighting, but my true essence has also become more condensed. I think I won't need to temper my true essence in the future when I advance to the golden elixir."

Gu Hao Dai continued.

Gu Qingzhong heard this and whispered:

"In fact, you still need to temper your true essence."

The cultivation speed of their spiritual roots cultivators is too fast. If they don't temper their true essence from time to time, it is easy for their foundation to be unstable, especially the spiritual roots cultivators of the Gu family. They live on the sixth-level spiritual veins. When their cultivation is still low, they are almost making great progress every day, which is completely incomparable to ordinary cultivators.

Gu Haodai nodded,

"I know, it's just an analogy.

By the way, little clan uncle, are you really not going to travel for a few years?

It's very exciting outside, there are all kinds of fun things, especially in some places where there are all kinds of strange and bizarre spiritual medicines in the casual cultivators' markets."

Gu Qingsong held his small teacup and shook his head.

He didn't like the kind of excitement between life and death that Gu Haodai said, and...

"I can't abandon my medicine garden."

Gu Haodai showed an expression of "as expected".

Okay, okay, she knew how much the little clan uncle loved his family, so if he didn't want to go out, then don't go out. Anyway, with the strength of the Gu family, there was no need to force a wood-attributed heavenly spiritual root cultivator to do this or that.

Just then, a white, chubby fox with blue eyes suddenly walked out of the bamboo hut slowly. ŴŴŴ.

It swung its tail leisurely, with a meaty aroma on its lips and its eyes narrowed in satisfaction. It was obvious that it had just woken up and had a full meal before going out for a stroll.

However, this leisure and satisfaction disappeared the moment it saw Gu Haodai.

The fox froze and tried to run towards the bamboo hut, but after running two or three steps, the surrounding scenery stopped moving.

The fox turned around with a sad heart and saw Gu Haodai as expected.