In the yard, everyone ran back in a dusty state. Although they were tanned and cracked, they were not missing their arms or legs.

Sang Jue shouted that it hurts all the way, and quickly ran back to the house and shrank into the quilt. If she didn't hide it for a moment, her injuries would be healed.

After she transformed into a sunburn effect again, she was already crowded with monks watching jokes.

"Is she pretending to be stupid or is she really stupid?"

"Who knows, you see, she is still wearing that vine now. Oh my god, she doesn't look good at first, and now she's even more ugly."

"Everyone is so beautiful that she is completely unique, and she is ugly and has unique novelty. Maybe she can be liked by several powerful people in the Immortal Sect who love to choose ugly, haha."

...

Sang Jue's ears were noisy. She deeply realized that living in the bottom mail has no human rights. She used to be fine when she was too mysterious, but she had more work and was simply a slave in Zhou Tian. She sat on the bed with a quilt, letting others discuss it, and I remained unmoved.

"Go aside, she is sunburned, and the wound will worsen if she doesn't take medicine." After Lu Wan'er came back, she saw everyone laughing around her new partner. She quickly blasted them out, and then handed Sang Jue a box of cool potion.

"Thank you, Sister Lu, if my sister could come to see me too." Sang Jue sighed, reached out and wiped away the potion, and a little golden light hidden in it, wiping off himself and on Lu Wan'er's body.

Lu Wan'er felt a little lonely when she heard this and said, "My relatives were gone in a rescue against monsters. It's great that you and your sister."

"Well, it's a pity that my sister happened to marry when I was born, otherwise I could remember what she looked like." Sang Jue said as he took off the vine above his head, and was surprised to find that the vine was still green as new, without any withering. When he slightly looked, there was a fluctuation of life inside, which was very magical.

Lu Wan'er saw the vine glowing slightly in Sang Jue's hands and couldn't help but be surprised: "Sister Tingxian, you don't want to raise a demon spirit, right?"

"Grow it, plants should be easier to raise than animals, but how to make them transform?" Of course, Sang Jue's body can be enlightened at will, but now the ability to distract the mind is not enough, and there must be a method and medium.

Lu Wan'er felt that this new partner was a little braver, but she was very happy and suggested: "Let's find a basin and soil to water it and then plant it slowly."

"It can actually transform, but it's just interrupted." Sang Jue thought for a while and asked, "I don't know where Fairy Lang Huan learned the strange spiritual art, maybe..."

"The technique of spiritual development?" Lu Wan'er thought for a while and clapped her hands, "I know, it must be taught by the old man Puppet Peak next door. He and Fairy Langhuan's parents are old friends. I saw that old man when I went to the medicine garden once."

"The old man from the Puppet Peak next door?" Sang Jue was puzzled, "Does he not have a name?"

Lu Wan'er shook her head: "I don't know, everyone calls it that. The puppet lineage is weak in the Immortal Sect, and the strong puppet cultivators are all on the side of the empire. Anyway, it's just a strange old man. She stays in her cave all day without plagiarizing the edges. I suggest you don't go to him, but find a pot to plant it and raise it slowly."

Sang Jue accepted her advice and planted the vine on the windowsill while he was recuperating. He watered and basked the sun every day. He was very careful. Everyone else thought she was whimsical.

Sang Jue was also doing it at will, but when her fingertips touched the first tender leaf grown by the vine, she felt particularly happy. Such a vivid life. Following the fluctuations from the light yellow leaves made her even more determined to enlighten it.

"Tingxian, you have to think clearly. Even if you ignite it, we can't afford to raise it." Lu Wan'er was very anxious. Not to mention the Jindan real person who could support monsters, monsters, weapons, and other things, they must be at least a serious disciple of Zhou Tian Xian Sect. They are just traitors who can't protect themselves...

"Who said that the demon spirit cannot work, it can raise itself." Sang Jue raises monsters for free, so a vine demon spirit will naturally not hold it in the palm of his hand.

She said, "A little vine" and the vine stretched out and rolled a cup of tea from the table, which was very considerate.

Lu Wan'er was stunned: "The evil spirits that are transformed into vines are different from those delicate spiritual treasures. They are willing to work."

"No, it's my training." Sang Jue gently stroked the vine with satisfaction, and gave it a little spiritual energy rewardingly. He was proud and thought that there was nothing in this world that she could not train, regardless of it. He was a human, demon, ghost, immortal, and god.

Lu Wan'er was depressed: "It didn't matter how you trained me, it just happened to get along very normally."

"Subtly, my method can only be used for people who have been with each other for a long time. There is no need to worry about it for a short period of time. Just hit it on the ground." Sang Jue unknowingly brought the tone of an expert in cultivating immortals. He was afraid of arousing suspicion, so he quickly made a face and said, "This is what the book says, yes."

Although Lu Wan'er was suspicious, she didn't ask, and instead said enviously: "The managers praised you for growing up fast these days, and they could do all kinds of work at will. Many managers asked you to do chores."

"Maybe I read a lot of miscellaneous books and can use it for miscellaneous things." Sang Jue thought to himself, her old cucumber is painted with green paint and pretends to be tender, can she grow up quickly?

She also learned about Lu Wan'er's hobbies and interests these days, so she quietly transformed the broken pages of the knowledge related to refining to her: "Sister Lu, you also know that I am most afraid of the environment for refining. Please help me with the matter of palm fire, water extraction and picking up ore slag."

Lu Wan'er knew that she was afraid that she would hurt the delicate vine when she came back with a golden aura, so she accepted it happily and pretended not to know that she wanted to take the opportunity to find the old man on the Puppet Peak.

Sang Jue was happy to meet such a companion, and she didn't take the others seriously.

When Lu Wan'er left, she hugged the flower pot with vines, covered it with black cloth, and quietly headed towards the Puppet Peak next to her.

It took most of the long time to walk in the mountain peak. Sang Jue caught a spiritual crane and stepped on it. The spiritual crane under his feet rolled his eyes several times and reluctantly carried her to fly. When he arrived at the destination, Ling He grabbed the ground with a hatred, feeling that he had been bewitched by something.

Sang Jue kicked away the Baihe and followed a path on the Puppet Peak to an inconspicuous cliff. He gently buckled a thin slit on the top that seemed to be eroded by a mountain spring: "Senior, are you at home? Please give me some advice on how to get spiritual."

Without any reaction, Sang Jue was not discouraged. She had been here several times, so it would be okay to wait.

"The environment here is so good. Little vines, you can practice here." Sang Jue pulled off the black cloth from the flower pot, allowing the vines to breathe the fresh air in the mountains freely.

An amazing scene happened. The vine actually jumped out of the soil in the flower pot and walked towards the pool beside it. It swam like a water snake, stretching its body, swallowing and spitting out the spiritual energy around it. The only two leaves on the top became larger.

Sang Jue stood on the shore with a little puzzled. She didn't even know what kind of plant this vine was. It should not be such a habit, whether it was a demon plant or a mortal plant.

Gradually, the leaves on the vine also increased, and the spiritual energy of the entire Puppet Peak turned into an invisible whirlwind and headed towards it.

Sang Jue thought to himself that it was going to be bad. Sure enough, after a while, an explosion sounded like a sudden explosion and an old man in a loose robe flew out of the cave.

"Whoever took away the spiritual energy and caused me to fail to make the spirit point!" The old man was a little fat, his explosive hair was covered with various debris, his beard was unshaven, and his eyes surrounded by two dark circles were wide open, looking for the culprit in anger.

Sang Jue held the trembling vine and faced the old man's attack on him, for some reason, even she was a little scared.

"Well, little girl?" The old man was indignant, and saw Sang Jue suddenly becoming obscene, rubbing his hands and smiling, "Bingbing, you are so naughty, you are hiding."

"Senior, you recognized the wrong person. My name is Tan Tingxian." Sang Jue always felt strange. This old man seemed not to be looking at someone.

"Hmm? Human!" I realized that it was a human, not a puppet spirit that he enlightened himself, and the old man became serious in an instant. Seeing the vine she was holding, he swung his robe, "It's not that easy to learn some spiritual skills."
Chapter completed!