Miaoyu didn't dare to say much after all, so she had to fly into the Qiankun Passage and return to the Qiongyu realm. She originally thought that as Liu Yi's maidservant, she deserved to be treated preferentially, but as for this place with abundant spiritual energy, it should only be possible for a close person like her to practice here.

But according to Liu Yi's tone when he was building the main hall, he wanted the four great sword immortals and others to also practice here.

This situation made Miaoyu feel a sense of loss in her heart.

It's just that when the Black Wind Demon King and Liu Yi talked before, they used the method of sound transmission, and Miaoyu and the others didn't know that the Cloud and Mist World Realm where the stone platform of Lu Dao was located, in fact, there were other masters.

I don't know the way, this place is called the Yunhai Stone Prison, and beyond the stone prison is a heavenly realm.

The Black Wind Demon King always thought that he could make steady progress by following Liu Dashen's side, and this time he entered the Yunhai World Realm again, and the Black Wind Demon King was even more determined about this thought, and naturally he was in a good mood.

After everyone returned to the Bandaofeng Cave Mansion, the Black Wind Demon King was in high spirits, and happily went to find the crane boy to drink together.

The Black Wind Demon King also thought about looking for Hu Tutu or Greedy Wolf to drink, but he felt that with his identity, he was a little unqualified, so he chose Crane Boy.

Zhuyu Xingzi was very demure and returned to her room to practice.

Cui Siqi stood alone in the pavilion in the cave, looking up at the deep night sky, her beautiful eyes shining brightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Cold nights, heavy snowfall.

Snowflakes fall in the mountains, making a subtle sound.

Hu Tutu also has his own cave mansion, but his cave mansion is not as lively as Liu Yi's cave mansion, and Hu Tutu is just alone.

Hu Fatzi cultivates the secret method of the ancient demon saint inheritance, and his methods are completely different from those of the disciples of Xuantian Sect, so he never practices with everyone, and he never participates in the fighting methods, discussions and other things of the disciples of Xuantian Sect, for fear that he will accidentally miss and be discovered by others.

It is precisely because he rarely communicates with others about the Dao and fighting methods, and Hu Tutu's relationship with other disciples is not very good, and he is always alone, becoming a real otaku.

The heart of an otaku is always lonely.

Especially if this otaku finds an unusually conservative female friend, it will become even more lonely.

At most, Wan Ruirui will only hold hands with Hututu, and as for other things, she doesn't even think about it.

The long night is the hardest.

As a practitioner, Hututu originally only meditated and practiced, and a night would pass before he knew it. But what he cultivated was the Ancient Mystic White Tiger Earthquake Technique, which was the Demon Saint Inheritance, although Hu Tutu only had the cultivation of the real human realm, he had already cultivated his five senses, eyesight and hearing to the point of being extremely keen.

The monks who cultivated the White Tiger Earthquake Desolation Technique were very sensitive to white nature.

In winter, the sky is full of snow and white.

Hu Tutu sat in the cave and practiced, but he could still perceive the white between heaven and earth. The White Tiger Earthquake Trick is extraordinary, even if there is a formation arranged around Hu Tutu, it can't stop his perception.

In particular, the slight rustling sound made when the snow fell made Hututu's heart itch and he couldn't calm down.

In the middle of the night, Hututu couldn't sleep.

Scurrying around in the cave, he finally found a cockroach hiding in the corner. So Hu Tutu put the cockroach on the table, and talked to himself about the cockroach for a long time, saying his views on life, his perception of life, and his expectation of cultivating to become a god and become a demon saint......

In the realm of the sea of clouds, Liu Yi sat cross-legged in the main hall.

At the upper end of the door of the main hall, there is a plaque hanging, which is formed by Liu Yi with the cold air of the immeasurable water of Xuanbing, and there are four big characters written by gold hooks and iron, "Yunhai Palace".

The stroke charm of these four words, although far less than the handwriting of the couplets in the sun and moon in the sea and the sun and the moon in the hall, has a unique style.

Words are like people.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter rotate, which is said to be orderly at four times.

The four seasons are also related to the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Liu Yi closed his eyes and sat intently in the main hall, quietly waiting for the catastrophe to come.

Suddenly, a gentle spring breeze blew in from the darkness and went straight to the depths of Liu Yi's heart.

Liu Yi only felt that he had come to a strange place full of spring flowers and greenery, surrounded by lush vegetation and flowers, and he had become a seed.

The appearance of the seeds is very vague.

The four calamities have arrived!

Although Liu Yi feels that he has become a seed, he observes the seed he has become from the perspective of a bystander through the vision of a third person.

The spring breeze was blowing slowly, and while Liu Yi was observing, the seeds had begun to take root and sprout.

Liu Yi thought in his heart: "This kind of sub has a vague appearance, it seems that it can be transformed into a big tree, can be transformed into flowers and plants in the mountains, and can also be transformed into weeds. ”

When the word weed appeared in Liu Yi's heart, the shoots from this seed suddenly grew, and the root system grew rapidly, turning into a mountain weed.

This weed is not the kind of grass that produces beautiful wildflowers, but the most common roadside weed.

Liu Yi's mind moved, he looked at the towering trees and fragrant flowers around him, and thought to himself: "Since this seed of mine can be turned into a weed, maybe there are many monks who can turn into a towering tree and a peony and rose......

After the spring breeze, the surrounding temperature suddenly warms up, and summer has arrived.

Most of the wildflowers in the surrounding area have long since withered, and many of them have died after they could not withstand the summer heat. And above the towering trees, many caterpillars, moths, and ladybugs have also appeared, and they are devouring the leaves. Even the fruit of the trees was eaten by insects.

Only the weeds transformed by Liu Yi and the weeds in the mountains are still thriving.

Once summer is over, it's autumn.

The towering ancient trees are full of fruits, but they have attracted many birds, birds and beasts, flying and crawling on the trees, picking the fruits, and even breaking the branches, Liu Yi can't help but sigh in his heart, "No matter how big the trees are, they bear fruit, but they are just making wedding dresses for the beasts in the mountains and becoming their food ......."

But when I thought about it again, I looked at the weeds I had turned into, but I found that the weeds had withered and were withering in the autumn.

A sad mood appeared in Liu Yi's heart.

"Could it be that the weeds I have turned into are not as good as the towering trees after all?"

As soon as I thought about it, it was autumn.

The weeds that Liu Yi had turned into had completely cried to death, decaying and falling to the ground, enduring the cold wind. The leaves of the towering trees have also fallen away, leaving only the bare trunk.

But at this moment, a wildfire struck from a distance, burning all the flowers and trees in the mountain to ashes.

Soon, the four seasons changed and spring came.

As soon as the spring breeze blew, the weeds that Liu Yi had transformed were moistened by the spring rain and grew again......

Wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows again!

At this moment, Liu Yi suddenly understood, "I'm afraid that only this mountain weed is the most tenacious thing with vitality, and it can be truly immortal!"

As soon as the four words immortal and immortal came out, the weed that Liu Yi had transformed shook violently, and the blades of grass went straight to the ground, turning into an immortal and immortal sword blade, tearing apart the surrounding scenery.

With a rumbling spring thunder, Liu Yi woke up and opened his eyes.

The four calamities have been passed safely.

Not only has he survived the catastrophe, but even Liu Yi's understanding of the immortal and immortal sword intent has deepened.

[Author's digression]: Around 12 o'clock, there will be an update