So, did she fall into the lair of plant demon cultivators? Yang Lan'er was slightly shocked. She held up the strange fire but did not harm any plant cultivators. Although they had not yet transformed, some of their spiritual intelligence had already emerged. She heard many exclamations and screams of fear along the way. They were obviously afraid of the strange fire.
For Zhi Xiu, ordinary fire probably does not pose a threat, but strange fire can be fatal, so he instinctively feels a little scared and panicked.
No harm, simply because these plant cultivators had no ill will towards her.
Otherwise, she would have been in trouble when she first came in, and she hesitated for an hour. Although she had defenses, she was quite fragile, and it would not be difficult to attack her.
But from the beginning to the end, these plant cultivators did not hide anything special. When she threw something at them, they would cooperate and reveal their true forms. They did not hide and prepare for a sneak attack.
Therefore, Yang Lan'er couldn't do it at the moment. Some flowers looked ferocious, but in fact they had no murderous intent or malice at all.
Moreover, Yang Lan'er had just figured it out. She still had an innate Yi Wood spirit body in her body. She felt particularly comfortable in this environment. She was still practicing and constantly absorbing the rich wood essence around her.
Speaking of which, Plant Wood Cultivator is the most gentle in nature. No wonder she has not been attacked at all from beginning to end.
Slightly distracted, Yang Lan'er stepped down and suddenly heard a sharp scream, and quickly jumped back a step.
Looking down, it was a plant that hadn't had time to run away yet... Hmm? Dogtail grass? Uh... Yang Lan'er blinked and looked at it several times before she was sure she was seeing things.
There was some grass among the many flowers, at least where she walked, there was no soil to be seen.
But those were all ordinary grasses, no different from those growing on the ground outside. In other words, although you could occasionally see some nice spiritual herbs, most of them did not have any spiritual intelligence.
But the dogtail grass in front of him could actually make a sound? Well, has it developed intelligence? Half of the dogtail grass's rhizome was outside, and it was still in the soil. After being stepped on, it "struggled" for a while before getting back up. The dogtail part at the top was shaking towards Yang Lan'er, showing strong grievance and dissatisfaction.
"Um, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention and stepped on you." Yang Lan'er was a little confused by the grievance, as if she was wrong, and apologized quickly.
A monk cultivates his mind, so he must do what he wants, but this does not include deceiving himself or others, and refusing to admit his mistakes. If he does something wrong, he must seriously admit his mistakes, even if it is a blade of grass. After all, it is a grass with spiritual wisdom! "That's better. I was almost stepped on to death by you, beautiful lady. You should lose weight."
This information flashed through Yang Lan'er's mind, and she felt embarrassed. She knew that this was the intention of the dogtail grass, not that it could speak.
But if you look closely, it is really no different from the outside, and the dogtail grass on the earth. Where does the intelligence come from? Also, what is weight loss? It is to poke a woman's heart, okay? Her weight alone cannot be supported by a blade of grass. This is normal!
Yang Lan'er's eyes dimmed and she squatted down, looking at the foxtail grass that was struggling to pull its roots out of the soil. She really wanted to pull it out.
Noticing that the strange fire was getting closer, the dogtail grass fell back in fear. Yang Lan'er heard a sharp voice in her mind: "Ahhh, take it away, take it away, you've scared a lot of flowers and plants..."
This time, Yang Lan'er not only had black lines on her face, but also had a lot of cold sweat. Damn, why does this feeling seem so weird?
However, seeing that the foxtail grass and the surrounding flowers were indeed frightened, Yang Lan'er clenched her hands and took back the Sacred Heart Blue Fire.
Hearing the sound of loose breaths around, Yang Lan'er felt very uncomfortable. What a weird environment, what a weird world! The dogtail grass stood up, bent over, and took a breath, and continued to fight with the soil. Just now, its roots were stepped on by Yang Lan'er, so the soil was particularly compacted, and it couldn't struggle out for a while.
Seeing the very human-like movements of the dogtail grass, using its two leaves as short arms, Yang Lan'er looked strange: "Are you really a dogtail grass?"
No matter how you look at it, it looks like a disguise! But one sentence caused trouble. The tail of the dogtail grass lifted up, as if "staring" at Yang Lan'er, and said angrily: "What's wrong with a dog's tail? Can't a dog's tail have intelligence and change shape? No wonder you stepped on it so hard just now, you discriminate against me!"
Yang Lan'er, who was innocently accused, was speechless. Damn it, she even encountered a dogtail grass with a very strong self-esteem. In fact, it was also very inferior to its own body, okay?
"Tsk, whether I discriminate against you or not, can't you change your original form?" Yang Lan'er said with great concern, and added a sarcastic remark to make herself feel better. She is quite experienced in dealing with people who have strong self-esteem but are actually inferior.
As long as you don't take it too seriously and don't care about the other person's inferiority complex, a few more insults might actually have a miraculous effect.
Sure enough, the dogtail grass just hummed twice when it heard this, but it was obvious that it had been appeased.
Yang Lan'er watched with great interest as the dogtail grass bent its "body" and used its leaves to support itself on the ground, but it was difficult to pull out the roots. She couldn't help but touch her chin. How could she have stepped on the soil so firmly with just one kick? "Hey, dogtail, where is this place?" Yang Lan'er asked casually, without any intention of helping.
The behavior of the dogtail grass made Yang Lan'er realize the toughness of the grass, which is really not to be underestimated.
Fortunately, the dogtail grass has no eyes, otherwise Yang Lan'er would be able to see that the grass was despising her and rolling its eyes.
"The royal garden of Immortal Zi Luo!" The dogtail grass raised its head and spoke in a nonchalant tone.
There was no sense of special respect towards that Immortal Zi Luo.
This is very surprising. Generally, demon cultivators have a certain fledgling complex towards their masters or those who help them open up their spiritual intelligence.
Even if the awakening of its spiritual intelligence had nothing to do with Immortal Zi Luo, but since it was awakened in this immortal palace, it should not have this attitude towards Immortal Zi Luo. It should at least have some admiration for him.
Yang Lan'er was a little unsure of what this meant: "Imperial Garden? What Imperial Garden? Do you think it's the Emperor's harem?"
Dogtail Grass was so tired of struggling that he just lay on the ground and gasped: "How do you know that before Immortal Zi Luo entered the Tao, he was the emperor of a country in the mortal world!"
Yang Lan'er: "..."
At this moment, she just wanted to say, I never expected this!
A casual remark of nonsense actually hit the point.
However, does this dogtail grass know too much? And its attitude towards the Purple Falling Immortal is also strange. Could it be that its spiritual wisdom was not awakened here?