Lin Qiurong even gave this place an intriguing name - Feiyun Garden.

"This Feiyun Garden is indeed a quiet place, surrounded by mountains, green trees, and springs like jade. It's just a pity that such an innocent ghost like you is here."

Yang Ming was currently lying on a long vine in Feiyunyuan Dam, looking at Baoyu who was shouting below and scolding with a smile.

"Senior Yang, I want to play too, I want to play too!"

After Yang Ming moved into Feiyun Garden, Xiao Baoyu also followed him in. He stayed with Yang Ming all day long, pulling him to eat, drink and have fun, and visited the entire back mountain of the Ancient Shen Sect.

After these few months of contact, Yang Ming has almost taken control of Da Baoyu's innate body. What surprised him was that this little guy was actually a Holy Spirit body.

The Holy Spirit Body is the innate body among the innate bodies. The Holy Spirit Body can be any kind of innate body, but it may not be able to achieve the innate body.

All this depends on how you practice.

It seems that Lin Qiurong has already discovered the special characteristics of Xiao Baoyu, so he is not in a hurry to let him step into the threshold of cultivation. He just urges Lan Caiyun to hone the foundation for Xiao Baoyu.

But in this way, a little demon king was born. In the entire Ancient God Sect, Xiao Baoyu seemed to be the arrogant ancestor, and no one could offend him.

Of course, except Yang Ming.

"Xiao Baoyu, how did you do with your homework today?"

Feiyun Yuan used to imprison the disciples of the Ancient God Sect who had made mistakes, but not just any disciple could be transferred to Fei Yun Yuan.

Those disciples were almost all star refiners above the heaven level, with profound cultivation and extraordinary knowledge, and they had even imprisoned experts who were even half a step above the star god level.

On the stone wall of Feiyun Garden, there are the cultivation experiences left by these star refiners. They chose to engrave them on the stone wall, presumably to benefit future generations.

Nowadays, Baoyu, the Holy Spirit, is indeed cheaper.

Yang Ming also has thoughts about adult beauty, so the task assigned to Xiao Baoyu is to memorize the content on the stone wall from beginning to end.

Every day, Yang Ming will test his homework. If he does well, he will naturally receive awards.

"I've already finished memorizing today's lesson, and it's what the master carved!" Xiao Baoyu said with a puffed mouth.

"Oh? Since it is something left by your master, you should work harder." Yang Ming smiled and said, "Look back and see what your master left for you on the stone wall."

Xiao Baoyu gave a heavy hum, and then wandered around under the ancient tree, lowering his head and apparently recalling what he had memorized.

After a while, I heard little Baoyu slowly turning his head and carrying it under the tree.

“The Yangtze River is as white as white for thousands of miles, the sacred mountains are as green as indigo, the sails on the river are as fast as arrows, and the mountain springs fly thousands of feet like lightning.

…”

Xiao Baoyu's voice was long and loud, but a voice suddenly floated from outside the ancient forest.

What the voice was reciting was actually the same poem, but it was kinder and more innocent than the child, and had a bit more grace and grace of a woman compared to the pure and romantic voice.

"The clouds turn to dew at night, I learn to fan myself at the end of the new moon, and the swan geese come out like a thread."

The woman's voice was as cold as the moon in the sky, flowers in the water, morning fog, or like snow on the mountains and stars in the sky, misty and traceless.

Yang Ming's heart suddenly moved, he turned his head and looked out of the ancient forest.

Xiao Baoyu was the first to shout.

"Master, Master! You are finally out of seclusion!" With that, he ran outside Feiyun Garden, eager to see the beauty outside the ancient forest.
Chapter completed!