Yan Lan took out the spiritual jade slip, explored her mind, and passed on a spiritual consciousness that was not a true immortal on the ground.

A moment later, the spiritual jade slips heard echoes, making Yan Lan a low-lying village northwest of Luoyun City.

"Senior Buzhen Immortal is also free and easy. He actually lives in a small village, Luoyun City. There are really all kinds of scenery, and a city is almost a country."

Yan Lan calculated with his fingers that this place was more than 100,000 miles away from the village of Buzhenxian. With his current cultivation level, it would take half an hour to arrive. He had to sacrifice the thunder and purple sculptures, soaring thousands of miles above, and rushing to the sky at lightning.

The flying degree of the Purple Eagle of Thunder was two or three times that of Yan Lan. After a few incense sticks, Yan Lan arrived at her destination.

Put away the purple carvings of thunder and Yan Lan looked down at the earth and saw a village in a valley.

There are only about a hundred houses in the village, which means more than a hundred families live in them.

The village is surrounded by mountains, but there are only two directions, east and west. The mountains are slightly gentle, and there are two mountain roads that turn around and lead out of the mountain.

It was noon at this time, and in the village, smoke was rising from every household, and the sound of pots and pans kept ringing.

Yan Lan looked at this paradise like a paradise, smiled slightly, and then fell silently. Where he landed was a dense forest outside the village.

He didn't want to disturb the peace here, just like he didn't want any power to invade his family.

Yan Lan did not activate any spiritual power, but walked along the mountain path towards a low house on the edge of the village like a mortal.

After leaving for about a thousand feet, Yan Lan had reached the edge of the village. At this time, five or six dogs of different sizes, including yellow hair and black hair, rushed up with a look of vigilance and barked at him.

When Yan Lan saw that these dogs were waving their tails, she was probably half alert and half came up to join in the fun. After all, even dogs are rare to see an outsider, so like humans, they also have an instinctive curiosity.

Yan Lan always smiled and did not drive out the dogs. She let them bark around him. However, these dogs did not bite people in close proximity, at most two or three feet away.

Yan Lan walked along the way, and the dogs followed and barked.

The unusual barking of dogs attracted the children who were playing and rolling on the mud. They put down their fun, stood up, touched their heads, and looked at Yan Lan curiously.

There were two little boys who plucked up their courage and ran towards Yan Lan quickly, stared at him for a few times, and then ran back proudly, probably showing off his courage and courage to other friends.

There were also a few little girls who grabbed their braids and looked at Yan Lan curiously and timidly without looking away for a moment.

After a while, several adults noticed something strange and hurried out of the house, sweating profusely, holding a spatula in their hands.

Yan Lan showed that the adults were mostly curious and did not look too alert. He did not quickly grab the child and sent it into the house and close the door.

It seems that this village has always been very peaceful and safe. Nothing dangerous has ever happened.

Therefore, the villagers did not have too strong vigilance in their hearts.

Yan Lan looked at the villagers, nodded at them with a smile, and expressed his kindness without reservation.

The villagers also smiled back, and some even waved the spatula in their hands, indicating that Yan Lan could come to their house for dinner.

Yan Lan sighed slightly, shook her head inwardly and said, "Where I go, there will be no peace. This time, there must be an exception. I don't want to, and there is no reason to destroy the peace and simplicity here."

Under the gaze of adults and children, and the barking of more than a dozen dogs, Yan Lan came to the house where the untrue immortal lived on the ground.

Yan Lan looked at the house, with a wooden and stone structure, one living room and two bedrooms, and a small yard on the side.

Rather than talking about the yard, it is better to say it is a garden. It is surrounded by only a waist-high wooden fence, and a peach tree is planted inside. Under the peach tree, there is a stone table and four wooden stools.

There are teapots and tea cups on the table, and there is still heat in the pot.

Yan Lan was about to speak when someone walked out of the house. It was the untrue immortal on the ground. He shook his rattle in his hand and smiled: "It's not bad, it's faster than the level I imagined. Come on, taste the fragrant tea made by my granddaughter by myself. Cangcang, come out and pour the tea!"

While talking, Buzhen Immortal walked towards the garden on the left side of the gate, smiling on his face.

Yan Lan raised his eyebrows and said curiously: "Granddaughter? Senior Buzhen Immortal actually has a granddaughter, but he lives freely and freely."

Yan Lan smiled and saw a girl walking out of the house, looking like she was sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was tied behind her head, looking neat. She was wearing a light yellow skirt, graceful and slim, with a very graceful nose and white skin, clear eyes, like deep obsidian. The most eye-catching thing is that she had a playful smile on her little mouth.

The girl shook her braid, looked at Yan Lan with her chin slightly raised, and her eyebrows moved, and she smiled and said, "You are Brother Yan Lan. Grandpa has mentioned you to me a long time ago, and said that she didn't snatch the thing on you... It seems that she was the ancient burial compass, and she was a little annoyed and regretful..."

"Cangcang, you..."

Hearing this, the originally smiling face of the Untrue Immortal on the ground froze instantly. He turned around suddenly, his eyes staring like a copper bell, and then he pouted his mouth and said angrily: "You little girl, you finally have a guest, and you don't give me some face. I won't go to snatch the junior's things, so why don't you come here to make tea quickly."

Yan Lan looked at the alternating expressions of the Buzhen Immortal Pet Monster and grinned. It seemed that this little girl named Cang Cang brought a lot of fun to Buzhen Immortal.

Cang Cang covered his mouth and smiled, quickly jumped in small steps, and said as he walked, "I know, grandpa."

After a while, Cangcang made tea and called to Yan Lan: "Brother Yan Lan, come and have a tea. This tea was made by me by myself. You are a grandfather's distinguished guest. Others come to visit grandfather, but grandfather doesn't let them drink the tea I made."

Yan Lan smiled, but she didn't expect that this tea would have this trick. She immediately walked over and sat down on the wooden bench on the right side of the Buzhenxian, picked up a cup of tea, put it under her nose and smelled it, and then took a sip.

Cang Cang sat opposite Yan Lan, holding his chin with both hands and looking at Yan Lan with a smile.

Yan Lan swallowed the tea and suddenly felt a fragrance lingering out of her nose, a fresh and soft feeling of comfort spreading to her limbs and bones.

"Good tea, it's really good tea. Miss Cangcang's tea making skills are comparable to those masters who make alchemy. No wonder senior Immortals don't let you make it for others to drink. Because they are afraid that after others drink it, they will never forget it and often run here, which disturbs his tranquility."

Yan Lan stared at the teacup in her hand, then looked up at Cangcang and the Buzhen Immortal, and exclaimed sincerely. (To be continued.)

ps:          Good evening everyone!
Chapter completed!