Fang Zhuo walked up to the potted plant, observed it carefully, sniffed the aroma of the veins emanating from the leaves, and determined that this seemingly inconspicuous plant was really the Qingzen incense that the practitioners of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism liked very much.

Green Zen incense, the fragrance emitted is like green sandalwood, which has the magical effect of calming the mind and refreshing the mind. For the meditation of Taoist practice and the meditation of Buddhist practice, this wonderful fragrance has extraordinary benefits. Speaking of which, this green Zen incense can be regarded as a living low-level spiritual incense. However, this plant is very rare, and even Buddhist masters rarely offer such a plant in their own room. There are only three quiet rooms on this floor of Songfengzi that receive guests, and maybe there is such a plant in each of them. Fang Zhuo knew very well that if this small plant was in the Anthropocene realm, it would definitely be coaxed by cultivators at a high price. It seems that there are still many good things in the territory of the demon clan.

The fragrance gradually increased, and Fang Zhuo was surprised to find that this green Zen incense actually had some kind of connection with his own Dryad imprint. The Dryad Mark exuded some kind of spiritual aura, and Qing Zen Xiang greedily absorbed it. In the same way, there was some kind of aura of Mu Xing released from the green Zen incense and entered the Dryad imprint. It seems that the mark given to him by the dryad seems to have a very unusual effect.

Fang Zhuo was carefully sensing the changes in front of him, sensing the potential function of the Dryad Seal, and suddenly his heart fluctuated slightly, and a feeling of being watched by someone came up.

Fang Zhuo's body did not move, and he was silent, but his divine consciousness spread extremely quickly. His divine consciousness suddenly circled around this room, and at the same time, the divine consciousness transformation that was studying the rune circle and the blood spirit who was studying the alchemy all opened their eyes and looked around.

It took a turn like this. Fang Zhuo was a little unsettled. With their own spiritual sense. With the acumen of his own sense. I didn't even notice it. Everything is working fine around here, nothing suspicious has been found at all.

Fang Zhuo felt strange in his heart, the feeling of being peeped at really existed, and it became clearer and clearer.

Unable to find the source of the peep, Fang Zhuo vaguely felt that the other party did not seem to have any ill will towards him, so he simply opened his consciousness and continued to appreciate the communication and exchange between the Dryad Mark and the Qing Zen Incense.

Under the full opening of his divine sense, every scene and object around him was in the bottom of Fang Zhuo's heart. Fang Zhuo had long been accustomed to this kind of nuanced observation of panoramas. Because the sword fixing sword style heaven and earth condensing sword he practiced was originally to hold the long sword in his arms every day, and imprinted every scene and object in the surrounding divine consciousness in his heart.

Fang Zhuo tasted the scent of green Zen incense here, and suddenly felt a slight change in the surrounding landscape. He immediately focused on scanning around, but couldn't find any specific changes. However, vaguely, he felt that the slightest change just now should come from behind him. The blood spirit looked behind him with wide eyes, and his divine sense silently focused on his back.

After a few breaths, Fang Zhuo frowned in surprise.

He saw the changes with his own eyes this time, and he also understood why he had clearly felt a slight change just now but did not find the reason. Behind his back. On the wall hung a picture of a lady. It's just that the hostess in this painting is not a human being. Rather, it is a fox demon with a long tail and fluffy tail.

Among the fox clan, the female brother is charming and moving, and there is a charming and misty atmosphere, so everyone likes to call them fox charmers. The men are all handsome and chic, like the most handsome white-faced scholars. In the painting, the fox girl is holding a lute in her arms, frowning slightly, and flicking her ten fingers, as if she is groaning in the rhythm. If her face is placed in the Anthropocene realm, it will be a beautiful woman with a peerless face. Fang Zhuo couldn't see the slightest flattery on her face, but the charm of the flow of her body brought out a tactful smoke.

Fang Zhuo felt a slight change in the environment just now, in fact, it was the fox demon in this painting who blinked his eyes. Because the blink of the eye is not only small, but the speed is very fast, and then it returns to its original state. Therefore, Fang Zhuo took a closer look and didn't notice any changes.

However, this time, he clearly caught the fox demon's eyes moving.

Fang Zhuo is a little strange, there is actually a living monster in this painting?

Is it that the character in this painting has become a demon, or is it a monster that has slipped into the painting?

Fang Zhuo quietly infiltrated his divine sense into the perimeter of this painting, carefully not disturbing the fox girl. His body didn't move, still maintaining the posture of facing Qing Zenxiang.

After a moment, Fang Zhuo frowned again in surprise. This painting is really very mysterious, not to mention that the fox girl in it is alive, Fang Zhuo felt it and found that the material of this painting was very special. His divine sense is keen, and at the same time, he has the blessings of the general outline of the Fu Gong and the Great Wilderness Chronicles, and his knowledge is extremely wide. But he couldn't recognize what material the paper was made of. It's definitely some kind of wonderful spiritual material. After the divine consciousness entered, he clearly felt the abundant spiritual power inside. However, if the divine consciousness only stays on the surface of the painting and does not enter, it will not be able to detect the fluctuations of spiritual power at all.

After Fang Zhuo examined it carefully, he pondered for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face. He simply straightened up, turned to face the painting in a big way, and looked at it carefully. Holding the paper in his hand and rubbing it carefully, Fang Zhuo felt the uniqueness of this material. It looks like some kind of leather, but it is mixed with the fibers of plants and trees. Fang Zhuo looked at the paper, and then looked up and down at the beauty in the painting.

When he reached out and touched the woman's face, the fox demon suddenly spoke.

"Since the son has already seen through the concubine's hidden body, why bother to be light again?" The fox girl's face was also ashamed and disgusted, as if a thin layer of rouge had been applied.

Fang Zhuo was not hypocritical, he smiled, took a step back and stretched out his hand and said: "When we meet on a good night, we can see the fragrance of heaven, how fortunate is Fang Mou? ”

The woman sighed softly, and then flew out of the painting.

The woman flew to the ground, and between the movements of this body, Fang Zhuo suddenly discovered the mystery. When this woman is in the painting, he is looking at a still life, and the snow-white fox tail behind the woman is fluffy and soft. And after appearing, Fang Zhuo discovered that this woman had actually been using some kind of small illusion to cover this long tail. It's just that Fang Zhuo used all his divine sense to check the movements around him, and naturally opened the Dao Spirit Heavenly Eye. Under the eyes of Dao Lingtian, this little illusion was self-defeating.

And when Fang Zhuo invited him, the Dao Spirit Heavenly Eye naturally put it away silently. However, Fang Zhuo refined the spirit crystal of the Illusion Demon to improve his formation of drawing the earth and the earth as a prison, and the illusion ability of this formation was far from being comparable to the fox clan's small illusion technique. It stands to reason that the fox clan's illusion level has reached its peak, and it should be far beyond the ability of the phantom demon. However, the phantom demon that Fang Zhuo had killed was not only very mutated, but also had a hint of immortal energy, and this level of illusion was naturally rising. Therefore, in Fang Zhuo's eyes, this fox girl's eye-covering spell was actually equivalent to nothing.

And this fox girl was also Yuxue's clever little demon, she saw Fang Zhuo's eyes glancing behind her from time to time, her face turned red, and the long snow tail couldn't help but sway a few times. She was surprised in her heart how Fang Zhuo had seen through her illusion, and at the same time, she simply stopped hiding it, and generously accepted a small trick.

"Although my watchful every move seems simple, it has its own magnanimity in calmness. The concubine is thin and cultivates, and her perception is quite keen. In the feeling of the concubine's body, the son is like a majestic mountain, and the weather is naturally magnificent. The woman bowed softly, and said in a mansheng voice: "The concubine doesn't know whether to call the son a senior or a ..................." ”

Fang Zhuo saw that the woman was looking at him with a pair of big black and white eyes, waved her hand freely, and said, "A son-in-law is enough." ”

Although his spiritual power fluctuates now as a foundation building cultivator, the Great Wilderness Washing Jade Sutra is already the pinnacle of a solid golden pill, but he is not a pure physical cultivator, and he does not follow the path of physical cultivation to form a pill. But the strength of his strength and the strength of his physical body have long been a real Jin Dan cultivation.

In addition, she has experienced many ups and downs, and she is accustomed to life and death, so it is really just like what this woman said, and every move consciously or unconsciously brings out an atmosphere.

"In this way, the slave Jiaoying gave Fang Gongzi a salute. The fox girl flicked the pipa slightly, made a ding dong, and gave another salute.

Fang Zhuo Dalu smiled and waved his hand, and said, "Don't be polite and salute over! If this is rumored, someone on our side will be polite to each other all night guarding a delicate big beauty, and will not be laughed at to death?"

The woman's face was once again covered with a layer of blush, and the soft light in her eyes flowed, and there was a charm from within. She didn't understand why Fang Zhuo was able to easily see through her eye-covering spell, but she deduced that Fang Zhuo must have a way to deal with illusions. Moreover, this fox demon shadow did feel the powerful aura exuded from Fang Zhuo's body, this was her natural ability, and there would be nothing wrong with it. Therefore, from the very beginning, she had made up her mind that she would definitely not use the fox clan's charm against Fang Zhuo. If that kind of means is used, it will be self-defeating.

Fang Zhuo waved his hand, and wine and tea sets were immediately placed on the table. Then, Xiaobai was called out by him, and he helped him make tea and wine with his hands and feet.

Jiao Ying looked at Xiao Bai in surprise and said, "Fang Gongzi's spirit pet is very unusual. Jiaoying has been practicing for many years, but she has never been good at anything else, but this perception ability is still good. Doesn't this little white ape have the blood of the desolation?"

Fang Zhuo smiled slightly, raised his hand and motioned for Jiao Ying to take the wine for herself, but did not answer her question. (To be continued......)

PS: I'm sorry everyone, some time ago I accidentally mentioned that this book needs to describe some Buddhist things, but two days ago a disciple came and pulled me to Boshan Zhengjue Temple. This is good, they will do it, I followed the fasting and chanting Buddha, the taste of Zen was not touched, but the incense smoked a body.

There is no code in the mountains, and there is no Internet access, so it has been delayed for the past few days. But fortunately, after thinking about the next content, it is not without gain.

Because I went to the temple to give Guanyin Bodhisattva a meeting, learning to drive was also delayed, and the coach almost scolded me on the phone today, afraid of ...................