Chapter 492

Murong Ling saw the tangle on yechengshuang's face, but he didn't think much about it. He thought he was worried about how to arrange her residence, so he said, "the master doesn't have to bother, I just need to be with Cang min."

They won't stay at night for a long time, and it's OK in the cold place.

Night bear frost immediately at ease nodded, with them to continue up. Murong Ling didn't want to delay her time. She asked directly, "master, do you know if there is an instrument refiner in the family?"

"Yes. Are you going to make magic weapons

Murong Ling had already drawn the surgical tools on the road, and even indicated the size of the regulation one by one. At this time, she handed him a stack of paper and said, "please ask the master to help me make these tools. The time must be fast. It doesn't matter whether the tools are magic or not, as long as they meet the regulation standard."

Ye chengshuang looks at the strange tools, thin knives, tweezers and so on, which are painted on rice paper. Compared with the common utensils used by ordinary people, they have more strange radians, and they don't know what they are used for. But he didn't ask many questions. He handed the rice paper to yemingqi and said, "take the rice paper to Qiyuan and tell them to make it in the afternoon."

Yemingqi solemnly wrote Xuan paper, answered the voice and left in a hurry. Murong Ling thanks for this, and ye chengshuang says, "you're welcome, grandma. You're our elder. It's right for me to serve you."

Seeing the gloomy color at the bottom of her eyes, a smile flashed in Li cangmin's eyes. Ling'er, who was making such a fuss, was very lovely.

The summit will arrive soon.

Wrapped in plain silver, the sight is as white as snow. Even the temple is made of white jade. It is as cold as the Guanghan Palace on the Moon Palace. Except Li cangmin, all of them shivered and breathed out a cool breath when they stepped on the peak. The physical fitness of monks can detect the cold, and we can see how cold the peak is.

Under the ice cold, there are still hardy trees growing stubbornly. However, there are only two, one on the left and the other on the right, outside the hall. The trees are snow-white, and even the branches and leaves are Starry white, almost integrated with the environment.

Noticing murongling's sight, yechengshuang explained, "this is Lingxiao tree. When it is in full bloom, the flowers are rosy pink. It's very beautiful to cover the branches one by one. It is a wonderful tree that the flowers bear fruit after they bloom and fail, which can cure the body's dark wounds. But these two trees have only blossomed once since their ancestors transplanted them. "

If it were not for the cold loving and vigorous Lingxiao trees, they would have thought that the two trees had been frozen to death.

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw my grandmother walking towards one of the trees, and her finger could touch the trunk. The tree, which had been silent for thousands of years, suddenly shook. Then, everyone was surprised to see that pink flowers were blooming on the white branches, one after another, just like clouds covering the white branches and leaves, Powder light, a brilliant.

All the people present were stunned by this rush to blossom. It's exaggerating to say that for the first time in their lives, they heard the sound of flowers blooming!

Look at another Lingxiao tree, which is also in full bloom. The pink flowers are more charming and bright. It seems that they are deliberately competing with the trees beside them to attract people's attention. At this moment, they present the warmest and sincere confession.

It's a miracle that the iron tree, which has been cold for thousands of years, suddenly blooms.

They couldn't help but look at the nun in front of the Lingxiao tree. Seeing that she didn't know what she heard, she suddenly burst into a smile. Her beautiful face was even more amazing than the pink flowers of a tree. Then they listened to her and said, "I've seen all your gifts. They're so beautiful... Well, who's better? I think you are just as beautiful! "

The two trees moved their branches without wind, as if they were proud of each other, and as if they were provoking each other. If they could move, they would rush to fight now.

I didn't expect that these two trees were so aggressive. Are they really the trees planted by Jianxiu family?

Ye chengshuang and others surmised that they were both surprised and funny. However, it seems that it's not strange to think of the identity of the flower demon, the great grandmother, to be able to make the two trees blossom.

Even Dahong went up to the branches to communicate with the two Lingxiao trees. Li cangmin was the only one with a black face. It was strange that the two trees could be happy when they presented their love in front of him.

For the first time, he felt that Murong Ling was very popular with plants, which was not a happy thing.

In order to pledge his sovereignty as a Taoist priest, he took Murong Ling by the hand, gave a cold glance at the two trees, and then led her into the temple.

Murong Ling can't laugh or cry. His Royal Highness the king of Qin actually eats the vinegar of two trees. There is no one else.But his royal highness is serious, and his sharp face looks serious. It doesn't look like a sign of jealousy at all. No one can match the skill of dress modeling.

At least ye chengshuang and others, who are closely behind, have not found the childish side of their ancestors. When they enter the main hall, they talk about the business with Li cangmin.

The one who opened his mouth was yechengshuang. "Shizu, ten days later is the opening day of Qingyun secret place. Do you and your grandmother want to stay and visit the secret place?"

The reason why he asked this question was that the last time they left the secret place, they said they had something to do and they might not have time to visit the secret place. Although they went back to the secret world, they didn't know if they had finished their work.

Li cangmin frowns and shakes his head, and disappointment appears on yechengshuang's face. But Murong Ling suddenly said, "master, apart from the 40 disciples who have gone to Qingyun secret place, how do the other disciples in the family arrange this time?"

Yechengshuang replied truthfully, "the family never controls the actions of the disciples. Except for the disciples stationed in the family territory, most of the disciples will choose to experience everywhere."

Murong Ling had a look at Li cangmin and said another purpose of the trip, "to be honest, cangmin and I have been looking for longevity fruits. We are going to visit suspicious places everywhere. If our family disciples are free, can we ask them to help us find them?"

After the event of the Hehuan palace, Murong Ling realizes that their strength is weak after all. If something happens on the way, the time will have to be delayed, and the dangerous place in the plan can't be explored at all. It's better to let the night family disciples help. It's easier to have more people and more strength than to fight alone.

Li cangmin also thinks this method is very good, but he doesn't refute it. He looks at yechengshuang with Murong Ling, waiting for his response.