Normally, people would only visit the Spirit Plant Garden once every hundred years when the Spirit Plant Garden was turned over. Normally, the West Mountain was isolated from the sect. At most, there would be spirit farmers who would go to the sect's market to exchange for some items.
But today, a female cultivator had appeared outside the Western Mountain's trapping formation. Although her cultivation base was only at the Nascent Soul Stage, her arrival had left many Deity Transformation cultivators puzzled. This woman's name was Chun Tao. She was the personal servant of Beiming Feixue, one of the top three Divine Transformation cultivators.
Chun Tao didn't care about the gazes of the surrounding cultivators and hurried to the West Mountain Spirit Plant Garden. This time, she was ordered by the Mistress to deliver the invitation. The person who was invited was the new guardian of the Spirit Plant Garden.
Chun Tao's starting point was high. She had seen all kinds of Divine Transformation cultivators. Naturally, many people didn't put her in their eyes. But this time, it was obvious that Beiming Feixue specially wrote the invitation and ordered her to deliver it. But she didn't know who the person in charge was.
Outside the formation, Chun Tao had never had to wait like this. Many of the spirit farmers here looked very uncouth. They all looked very wretched, causing goosebumps to rise on her back.
Not long later, the entrance to the formation opened. A thirty years old man walked out and said, "I am Tian Zhuangshi. The guardian has ordered you to hand the invitation to me."
Chun Tao couldn't wait to be done. She gently pushed the invitation in front of her. Then, she snorted coldly and turned to leave. Tian Zhuangshi didn't turn back after receiving the invitation. He just stared blankly at her until she disappeared from his sight. Then, he reluctantly turned back and entered the formation.
Fifteen minutes later, Yi Tian sat in the guardian's residence. He looked at the invitation in his hand and frowned slightly. The meaning of this invitation was very clear. Murong Feixue wanted to invite him to her social gathering during mid-autumn.
At that time, most of the participants would be pill refiners. There would also be a few tool refiners. It could be considered a high class gathering for Divine Transformation cultivators.
However, Yi Tian didn't know why she would come looking for him. They had only met face to face, and Beiming Feixue looked like a married woman. Why would she show her face in public? If his Dao Companion was a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, then he wouldn't be easy to deal with.
After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't make up his mind to settle this peacefully. When he looked up, he saw that Tian Zhuangshi hadn't left yet. It was as if he had deliberately stayed here to say something.
The corner of Yi Tian's mouth twitched as he asked, "Don't you have anything to do? What are you doing here?"
He smiled and rubbed his hands, "Lord Yi, since you've been invited, do you need a carriage to show off your identity? I can be your coachman."
He knew that it wouldn't be that simple. After all, no one who had reached the Yuanying stage would be stupid. However, his expression made Yi Tian suspicious. He immediately asked, "Do you have any plans? Tell me and I'll consider whether or not to take you there."
Tian Zhuangshi said embarrassedly, "Actually, I feel that the Spring Peach Fairy who sent the invitation is not bad. I want to take a few more looks."
"I'm afraid it's not just the idea of taking a few more looks. I've heard that the servants of the inner court disciples can become Dao Companions. However, I'm a bit curious. Normally, I see that you're focused on farming. I didn't expect you to have some tricks up your sleeve. "Yi Tian glanced at him and said.
"Actually, I won't hide it from Lord Yi. This Spring Peach Fairy is Senior Murong's personal servant. She cultivates a martial art called the Luan Phoenix Essence Nurturing Technique. Whoever is lucky enough to become her Dao Companion will definitely be able to enter the Spirit Severing stage through dual cultivation. "Tian Zhuangshi said.
"Dual cultivation with the Luan Phoenix Essence Nurturing Technique is not bad right? Then according to what you said, Murong Feixue's Dao Companion has to be on guard at all times." Yi Tian replied with a smile.
Tian Zhuangshi showed an awkward expression, "Lord Yi, that Murong Feixue seems to be unmarried."
"Don't talk nonsense. I saw her hair coiled up. What's going on?" Yi Tian asked.
Tian Zhuangshi didn't dare to gossip. He only quietly said, "I heard that Senior Murong was engaged. However, her husband died before she got married."
"How did he die?"
"I heard that he was accidentally killed during a competition with Li Huo Palace's Chi Wuji. We don't know the details. We have to find a Spirit Severing cultivator to ask." This time, Tian Zhuangshi didn't say anything else. He directly turned around and left.
Yi Tian sat in the manager's residence for a while. Then, he took out a message talisman and activated it. It was better to ask his brother-in-law Hua Yulin. He now owed him a big favor. If he didn't ask him, who else could he ask?
Not long after, a beam of spirit light streaked across the sky outside the Spirit Plant Garden and fell into the restriction formation. A moment later, Yi Tian sat in the manager's residence. He held a message talisman and stared at it for a while. Then, he sighed and muttered to himself, "Murong Feixue and Chi Wuji have a huge grudge. It seems that the grudge of her husband's death cannot be resolved. However, what does this have to do with me? Since they sent an invitation, why don't I take this opportunity to make friends with my peers in the sect? "
As for Tian Zhuangshi's suggestion, it was quite good. He didn't expect a spirit farmer like him to be so scheming. He probably felt that he had no hope of reaching the Spirit Severing stage and wanted to find another way. Now, he really had to consider whether he should give him a push. After all, he was alone in the spirit realm. It wouldn't be easy for him to achieve anything without help. Also, now was a good time to cultivate his own force.
Thinking of this, he began to think about what to bring to the exchange gathering. Ordinary spirit plants naturally wouldn't be able to catch the eye of those at the same level. Furthermore, he couldn't rashly take out anything too special to avoid being targeted by others.
After thinking about it, the red essence ginseng, which was a specialty of the spirit plant garden, was the most suitable. However, in order to avoid suspicion, he couldn't use the real thing. After thinking about it, he revealed a smile on his face and hurriedly sent a message to Zhou Buer. He asked him to find a few young ginseng of better quality in the 50 mu of quasi-superior spirit farm.
Although the red essence ginseng he took out was only a 50-year-old ginseng, it wasn't of high quality. However, with the methods of those alchemists, they could bring it back and nurture it for 100 years to mature.
In this way, he wouldn't be taking out anything too rare and wouldn't arouse suspicion. It was killing two birds with one stone.
As for this trip, he still had to find a way to find the pill formula for the Inferior Lightning Pill. This thing was dispensable to him. However, if he didn't act like he urgently needed it, he would inevitably be suspected. In the spirit realm, only the Mythical Fire Palace had a technique that could withstand the tribulation lightning. He didn't want to expose himself to the world too early.
Half a day later, Zhou Buer rushed to the manager's residence. At the same time, he handed over three jade boxes. Yi Tian opened them and took a look. They were all 50-year-old young ginseng. It was just that the spirit farm he planted wasn't of high quality so the growth was a little worse. However, it wasn't a problem to use it to fool people.
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