: 602, this girl is really simple, I am not guarded at all.

602, your gimmick is really simple, no defense against me. "Well." Mingwuyan nodded and followed Van Gogh to her residence.
Speaking of it, her residence is quite interesting. It is actually in a tree hole. However, the tree hole is quite big. There is a small wooden bed inside, and some basic daily necessities. Very elegant, the furniture is also exquisite.

Like?
Van River smiled and asked.
Mingwu nodded, "I like it very much, thank you brother!"
Fan Jiang poured a glass of water on her, and said: "This Xianjia Medicine Garden is currently only me. You don't matter if you call my brother. If you go to the Fanmen, you still have to be clear, so you can call the eleventh brother, otherwise you will Calling your brother, I guess I will answer you."
"I know, eleven brothers!" Ming Mist Yan called again.
The Vatican nodded. "You take a break and come to me later. I will live next door to you."
"Yeah." Mingwuyan found that the Van River was walking away. A green plant with leaves of the building moved to the doorway of the tree hole and covered the outside sight. This is a natural barrier!
She looked at the tree hole for a while, then sat by the bed and took out the fairy mud to speak to Xue Yihan.
"I have already arrived at the Xianjia Medicine Garden. Here, I saw a brother named Fanhe. He said that I am Xue Yan. Are you arranged?"
However, her message sent out for a long time, did not wait for the response of Xue Yihan, she sighed, put away the fairy mud, and then walked barefoot.
It was only at the entrance of the tree hole that the green tree outside was automatically removed, letting her pass, very aura.
She lived in the same tree hole next to the tree hole, so she knew the residence of the Vatican at a glance, so she stood outside and shouted, "Eleventh brother!"
"Come in and eat, eat, I will take me to familiarize myself with the grass garden." The Van River stood inside the tree hole, and then waved at the bright fog outside.
Mingwuyan hesitated and walked in.
The residence of the Vatican is exactly the same as her, and the things that are used are the same, and it is really different from what she imagined.
The food prepared by the Vatican is also very simple, a bowl of rice, some green vegetables, nothing else.
"Little sister, you can't make fire here, so it's easier to eat. After going to the Vatican, I will ask you to eat delicious." Fanhe explained that she was not used to eating.
Mist Yan stared curiously at the small bowl of rice and vegetables. "You can't make a fire. How did you make these things?"
"There is a lake in the grass garden, where the water is hot, and what we eat is cooked inside. I will show you there later."
"Yeah." Mingwu Yan took the bowl and calmly ate the meal.
Although the meal was simple, the taste was surprisingly good. She also finished the whole bowl of rice with a stack of green vegetables.
After the meal, the Fan River went to the magical lake with the bright fog. The lake is very big, but it has ten vortexes. The color of the vortex is different, but the light can see that her aura is quite rich. .
After the discovery of the Mingwuyan, the lake actually seems to be the medical space of his own, but his own medical space was originally a scaled pool of ten, each pool has a different effect...
Thinking of this, she bent down and looked at the lake carefully. She wanted to reach out and feel the lake, but the hand had not touched the lake and was dragged by the Van River.
"Little sister, the water here can't be touched directly by hand. If you want to wash your face with water in this bath, use this."
Saying, the Vatican gave her a long rope wrapped in green leaves, and at the end of the rope was a bucket made of Lingshi.
Mingwuyan took over the bucket in his hand. After thinking about it, he put the bucket into the lake and shook it gently. The water was immediately filled with the bucket. When she gently mentioned it, the water was lifted out.
The water in the bucket is transparent and has no color.
Mingwu Yan shook his head. It seems that this lake is not the same as his own medical space.
She put her hand in the bucket and found that the water was really hot, and the temperature was quite high, and she immediately retracted her hand.
"If you want to eat, you can put things directly into the bucket, then put them in the lake, wait until you see the food is cooked, and then put the bucket on it. You must call me when cooking." Rest assured, and sighed again.
"Good." Mingwuyan felt that it was quite unusual to cook something like this, so I thought about what I could cook.
"Little sister, come with me, I will bring you familiar with the environment here..."
"Yeah." Mingwuyan poured the water from the bucket back into the lake and then followed the Van River.
Along the way, the Vatican kept telling her about the various herbs of this fairy medicine garden. The extraordinarily meticulous and melancholy thought of her own master song.
At the beginning, the masters also told themselves about the introduction of these medicines.
Suddenly, she remembered something. When the eleventh brother stopped, she curiously asked: "Is the eleventh brother, is the Fanmen recruiting new disciples every year? Is the assessment strict?"
Fan River looked at her and smiled: "Every year, I will recruit, but I don't have the right disciples every year. So, you don't have to be strict. But the master has already accepted you as a closed disciple. There is no need for assessment. As for the Fanyin Gate, it still needs to be assessed, and I will talk about it later."
Mingwu nodded. "Is there a new life in the recent Van Gogh door? Is there a Mongolian song?"
The Vatican thought for a moment, "Well, there is a Mongolian song, how come, do you know?"
In the eyes of Mingwuyan, a flash of surprise flashed and smiled: "Well, he is my master."
After she finished, she regretted it, because the meaning of the ancestors was to let her enter the Vatican in a new identity and not to mention the Royal Academy.
Van Gogh looked at the tangles and regrets in her eyes, and there was a smile on his face. "You are so simple, I don't have any defense against me, but rest assured! I won't tell people. Later, I will go to Van Gogh. The door can't be called the master song, the master brother of Van Gogh's door, and it is a very powerful person."
"Yeah. I know. I am not against anyone. The eleventh brothers feel very kind to me!" Mingwuyan touched his face and smiled and said good things.
The Vatican just smiled and continued to take her to know the herbs in this fairy medicine garden, recognized one layer, and then went from the spirit ladder to another layer...
Mingwuyan has been walking with the Van River, and has been away for a long time, until the hungry, Mingwuyan discovered that the sky here has not changed, she did not even know the time.
"Eleventh brother, can you eat?" Mingwuyan looked pitifully as if it was not tired of the Vatican.
The Van River bent down his mouth and nodded. "Good. I forgot the time as soon as I said it. Let's cook something to eat!"
He said, he threw a green leaf on his hand, and the green leaves grew a ladder that stretched down. The Van River walked in front, and the foggy face followed, and soon they returned to the magical lake.
This time, the Van River made some ginseng porridge for the bright fog, which is very simple, but it requires patience.
Mingwuyan looked at it while taking out the fairy book mud to give a message to Xue Yihan. However, the message was sent for a long time, she still could not receive the echo of Xue Yihan, she could not help but frown, thinking, yes It’s not a matter of returning to the marriage space.
At this time, the Vatican River, who was holding the ginseng porridge, looked at her sideways. "Your fairy mud is not able to send any news in Xianjia Medicine Park. It is isolated from the world, unless you leave here. I can't get the news, I can't hear the news, it's the real place of meditation."
Mingwuyan was very surprised that Fanhe could recognize the goddess mud in his hand and returned to God. She curiously asked: "I have been here for eleven brothers, have you been alone? Have you been alone?

After listening to the Fan River, he couldn’t help but laugh. "This time, the master asked me to come. It’s a little earlier than you. The Xianjia Medicine Garden has always been in charge of the master. If you don’t get permission, you can’t come in. Maybe when the master returns, I will left."
"Does the other people of Van Gogh's door not come here?" Mingwuyan asked curiously.
"There are only a few people who are eligible to enter the entire Van Gogh medicine door. The master loves the immortal herbs here. There are also many rules here. Not all people in the Van Gogh door can come."
"Then you must be the favorite disciple of the master." Ming Miao smiled and looked at the Vatican River, and there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.
The Vatican River shook his head. "The master said that I am the most disciple of his headache. In the future, you should be the favorite disciple of the master."
"Oh? That Vatican, what about the master?"
Because the food is not ready, Mingwuyan curiously asks what she wants to know.
The Vatican looked at her sideways and said with a little curiosity: "You still call the name of the master, you know him?"
A misty face, for a while, said: "Vatican is the good master you said?"
If the Vatican is the master of the Van Gogh door, then she will not bother him.
He can't compare with his master's brother in a little bit!
The Vatican nodded. "He is the myth of our entire Vatican. Everyone says that he is the smartest, most motivated, and most gifted disciple. He is also the owner of Brahma City. He has the title of God, he is difficult. Isn't it amazing?"
When this little teacher and sister mentioned the master, it seems that they are not at all concerned!
Mingwu Yan disapproved of the road: "I don't think. Eleven brothers, you will tell me about the Sanskrit door!"
Van Gogh looked at her and thought thoughtfully: "If you can, you better not go to the Sanskrit!"