"Xiaoxiang Tower!"

A five-storey, exquisite and gorgeous pavilion entered Zhang Fan's eyes.

On the plaque, the three big characters written in ancient characters are graceful and beautiful, and the temperament of the entire attic is revealed without words.

Without feeling any bumps at all, the car stopped smoothly, and at this time, Xu Fan glanced out the window and explained: "This is the best restaurant in our Hehuan City, Xiaoxiang Building, which is specially designed for our immortal cultivators. ”

After a pause, he continued: "Of course, this girl can also go in." ”

What he said was naturally Wan'er, Wan'er was a mortal who had no cultivation, and of course this could not be hidden from the young man's eyes.

While talking, no one went out to explain, and I saw that in the open door of Xiaoxiang Tower, young women in their twenties came out.

They are dressed in tulle, walking with a light gait and flowing gauze clothes, as if walking in the clouds, indescribably graceful posture.

This posture is obviously after strict training, everyone's pace is the same, Ying Ying stepped forward, with a smile like a spring breeze, but did not say much, just saluted in the direction of the car very softly, and then moved quickly.

In a moment, a roll of something like an animal skin and silk silk was spread out, and it was a carpet-like thing from the door to the outside of the car.

"Brother Dao, please!"

Seeing this, Xu Fan smiled, took a lead in his hand, and got out of the car first.

At this time, the maids remained silent, but sat in a kneeling position, on both sides of the carpet.

Although they knelt, they still smiled, and their posture was straight and graceful, and when they walked through them, a feeling of superiority and admiration would arise spontaneously.

Looking at the maids on both sides, Zhang Fan couldn't help but secretly praise, it is not in vain for Xu Fan to boast here, it is indeed extraordinary, and the rest is not for the time being, just see the effort in these subsections.

If it weren't for this, but with the sentence "Xu Gongzi hasn't seen you for a long time, Chun Tao wants to kill you and something like that", then the atmosphere would be gone.

got out of the car with Wan'er, walked on the carpet, and looked up, only to really have a full view of the entire Xiaoxiang Building.

The style of this attic, and the surrounding bluestone shop is very different, not to rough and practical for the beauty, but extremely graceful and delicate, obviously built of wood and stone, but just add a layer of varnish, a few bushes of green bamboo pattern, give people the feeling as if it is a bamboo building in the mountains, the ancient Huai Dunsheng.

If it is on the surface, even if it is a real green bamboo pavilion, it is nothing, at most it is just a little elegant, but in this Hehuan City, it is different.

Xiaoxiang Building is like a decoration, as if standing out from the crowd, compared with the stone buildings next to it, the elegant temperament is immediately highlighted.

The three of them strolled in, and the layout in the Xiaoxiang Building was also elegant, with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and many potted flowers.

Although these are extraordinary, Zhang Fan can be regarded as having seen a lot, but he has no reaction, Xu Fan did not stay long, while laughing with him, he walked straight up the stairs and walked towards the top.

Zhang Fan knew that in a place like this, the highest place was generally similar to a private room, with the highest level of service, and people without a certain status could not come in.

But Xu Fan is so familiar with the way, as if there is no one around, as if he is in his own courtyard, from beginning to end, no one has come to hear the news or stop it, and even some maids who meet by chance have all responded with a flattering smile, silently let them aside, and even led the way.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's heart moved, and he asked with a smile: "Regulars!"

Xu Fan smiled proudly when he heard this, looked around, and said, "This Xiaoxiang Building is the property of our Hehuan Sect. ”

"Hehuan Sect!"

"Sure enough!"

Seeing his almost unscrupulous appearance in the city, he knew that he had an extraordinary background, and in this Hehuan City, he was naturally the most noble as a disciple of the Hehuan Sect.

Zhang Fan was originally suspicious of this, but now he just confirmed it, and he didn't show any surprise, just nodded.

After a few words, a group of three people has entered the fifth layer.

Whether it was Xu Fan's black-armored warriors or the maids in Xiaoxiang Tower, when they arrived here, they were extremely evasive, and only the three of them went straight in.

As soon as he stepped into it, Zhang Fan noticed a difference.

Under the feet is no longer the kind of feeling, or hard and solid like bluestone, or soft and deep like cotton animal skin, but faintly a bullet surname, and at the same time, as they step on, a "crunch" sound sounds, as if it is really in the bamboo building.

Looking down, a piece of green spread under your feet, as if you were in a green grassland, and the natural and fresh air came to your face.

This ground is not created by some magical powers, in that case, it will fall into the inferior layer a little bit anyway.

Spread all over the ground, is the real green bamboo, but there is no trace of tenon, but faintly some natural patterns, connected together, as if a breeze blows, a large bamboo forest swaying with it, as if you can still hear the sound of "lala" wind blowing bamboo leaves.

Such a natural wilderness may be enjoyed on the surface of the earth by finding a secluded mountain forest, but in the depths of the earth, it is absolutely impossible.

And the bamboo pieces that pave the ground should not be ordinary green bamboo, which is naturally understood as long as you have a brain.

Ordinary green bamboo, how can it survive in the depths of this earth, that is, it can be cultivated by special means, and it will not cultivate this kind of worthless thing, if it is replaced by spiritual grass, how high the income should be, it is the old monster of the yuan, I am afraid that there is no such a big stroke.

It can only be a different kind of bamboo forest.

That kind of bamboo, in the depths of the earth, is like a little red plum in the cold winter wax moon, which is only pleasing to the eye, but also has a very high value.

Seeing that Zhang Fan noticed the green bamboo ground under his feet, Xu Fan said with a smile: "Brother Dao hasn't seen this!"

Speaking of this, although the young man's face tried his best to hide it, he still couldn't help but show a little pride, just like an ordinary teenager introducing his own courtyard to his new friends.

"This is a specialty of our broken mountain city - Xiaoxiang jasper bamboo. ”

"Even in the place of origin, this thing is very rare, it can only grow an inch a year. ”

"Only one inch in a year?"

On the ground under your feet, each piece of bamboo is more than a foot long, which means that it will grow for at least ten years.

This is nothing, the problem is that after listening to Xu Fan's introduction, a sense of déjà vu suddenly emerged from Zhang Fan's heart, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"This bamboo also has a characteristic, that is, once separated from the body, it will be the same as it is in its original state within a hundred years, and it will not wither again, and it has always been like this jasper-like appearance, and the natural fragrance on it is not dispersed. ”

Zhang Fan was a little distracted, but Xu Fan didn't notice this, but took a deep breath, reveled in the fragrance for a moment, and then pointed to an emerald green curtain in front of him and said:

"Brother Dao, please look, this thing is Xiaoxiang Jasper Bamboo!"

As he moved, the curtain opened, revealing several of the beautiful maidens who were pulling ropes, and beside them, several of them were intertwined like branches, like green bamboos made of jasper.

"Xiaoxiang jasper bamboo!" Zhang Fan stared at this green bamboo that made Xu Fan extremely proud.

This thing, according to the introduction of the young man, is just a kind of thing that can grow and reproduce here, beautiful and preserved for a long time, if it is in the surface of the world, it may be called a rare treasure, but for immortal cultivators, it has no real effect.

Only in the depths of this earth will it be valued by immortal cultivators, and even make a gentleman like Xu Fan show off.

Zhang Fan has only been up and down in the depths of the earth, where can he experience the longing for natural freshness of those people who have lived underground all their lives?

At first, it was just a casual glance that couldn't save face.

Unexpectedly, after this glance, his gaze was as if it was firmly absorbed by a magnet, and he could no longer pull it out.

"It's ......"

Zhang Fan's eyes couldn't help but show a little surprise, fortunately, he has experienced a lot of things in the world, and the city government is deep enough to react quickly, but it is fleeting, in the eyes of outsiders, it is just a new thing that interests him at first sight, and he is just a little distracted.

After a while, a hearty laugh suddenly came from his side, Zhang Fan suddenly woke up, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Xu Fan, the young man, who was laughing.

"Brother Dao, this is a good thing!"

The boy's face was full of self-satisfaction, and he was obviously satisfied that what he liked had shocked his new friend, and then he said regretfully:

"It's a pity that it grows too slowly, and it's hard to cultivate!"

"It takes a thousand years to become a tree, a thousand years to bloom and bear fruit, and another thousand years before the seeds can mature. ”

"Really, it's more difficult to cultivate than many elixirs!"

"yes!"

Zhang Fan echoed casually, but his mind was not there, only when Xu Fan mentioned three thousand years, his eyebrows were raised, and he focused a little.

"Sure enough, it's it!"

Between Zhang Fan's eyebrows, although he tried his best to hide it, he couldn't help but bring out a little joy.

This bit of joy is naturally impossible for outsiders to notice, even Wan'er, who has been by his side and always pays attention to his expression, has not noticed anything wrong.

However, his physical reaction could not be concealed from the bitter man.

"Boy, what do you see?"

"This bamboo is obviously not simple!"

"But the old man hasn't heard of it, only that this group of dirt buns is destroying the heavens again. ”

"Heaven and earth are precious, and they have their own abnormalities, and they are actually used as ornaments, which is really not a son of man!"

Hearing that the bitter Taoist was accustomed to burying a few words from the underground immortal cultivators, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and said: "Ku Lao, this is a genuine good thing!"

Then he kept silent, and the ascetic didn't ask much questions, and it was obviously not the time to talk to him in detail.

"Xiaoxiang jasper bamboo?"

"It should be a thousand-year-old Bihua!"

(To be continued)