disciple:"……"

Master, you have asked you to wait!

The disciple's heart was like a knife, and his heart was roaring. He turned his head mechanically and tried to hold a gentle and graceful face as gentle as jade. His voice revealed a trembling trembling question: "Master, are you just using this green lotus to purify water... to water the tree?"

Yun Zheng ignored this big apprentice and looked at the peach blossom tree that was revitalized in front of him with dark eyes.

Isn't this an obvious thing?

disciple:"……"

Master, you are a prodigal son!

I don’t know how many immortals dream of Qinglian water. Master, you actually use it to water trees!

Jun Duan looked at his master with a heartache.

Immediately, I was slightly stunned.

Jun Duan is the eldest disciple under Yun Zheng’s seat.

He first started out because his master asked his master to take care of him before his old friend passed away, so he spent the longest time with this master.

In Junduan's impression, Master seemed to have always been deserted and without any emotional ups and downs. In other words, when he reached the level of Master's cultivation, there were few things in the world that could cause his mood to fluctuate.

However, Jun Duan'er felt a different aura from his master.

Although his face was still expressionless, the breath around him was relaxed.

It seems to be in a good mood.

Could it be because... this little peach blossom?

Junduan blinked.

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Qingyun Cave Palace.

A moonstone commonly used for lighting in the world of immortal cultivation is embedded on the stone wall. The faint soft and bright light illuminates the pattern and furnishings of the entire cave at a glance.

White marble table and stool, a thousand-year-old ice bed.

Apart from this, it is so monotonous and cold that nothing else is available.

Yun Zheng waved his white sleeves, and a purple green soul-raising wood appeared out of thin air on the jade round table.

The little peach blossom demon he brought back is now attached to this purple green soul-raising wood.

"Your soul is unstable, so stay here for the time being. After raising your soul, I will send you back to my body."

“…”

Fenghua didn't know why this guide target came to her this time, but it was true that her soul was unstable at the moment, so she just lived in the Soul-raising Tree and practiced the "Shura Divine Art".

Yun Zheng was cold-hearted and although he had six apprentices under his seat, he adopted a policy of freeing up and did not know how to get along with others. After saying that, he closed his eyes and continued to meditate and practice.

There is no time in the mountains.

Fenghua lives in the purple and green soul-raising wood and practices the "Shura Divine Art" to a small achievement.

The soul is stabilized.

She tried to speak:

"Yun...Yunzheng..."

That sound is weaker.

Just like a little baby.

Her Majesty the Queen immediately shut her mouth.

No.

This is not me.

The cultivator has a clear ear and bright eyes. Yun Zheng has long eyelashes like crow feathers, and his eyes are shining brightly. He looks over: "Are you calling me?"

"..." I'm not, I don't!

Her Majesty the Queen refused to admit it.

Yun Zheng stood up, his white clothes hang down like a flowing cloud, and walked over gracefully.

With a beautiful hand, he picked up the purple-green soul-raising wood on the table, "There are not many peach blossom banshees who can speak human words in the entire world of immortal cultivation."

"..." Of course, I am unique and unparalleled in the world!

Yun Zheng: "Well, the soul is almost stable. Now go back to your body."

Although the purple green soul-raising wood is a precious soul-raising object, it is not as compatible as one's own body.
Chapter completed!