Text Chapter 435 This Land Is Difficult to Sweep

"Uh..." Miao Yi was stunned. Could this old guy ask me to help him sweep the floor?

As expected, the old man pushed the broom in front of him.

"This..." Miao Yi hesitated and said, "Old senior, you don't want me to help you sweep the floor, do you?"

"Don't play dumb!" The old man said calmly, "Although I don't need to gossip about the people in Xixiu Star Palace, but you guys are just here. If you make me unhappy, I don't mind talking to them."

Miao Yi was speechless and cursed in his heart. This was clearly an opportunity to threaten. The old man's character was questionable, but on the surface he still laughed dryly, "Old senior, I don't mean that. It's just that it's not appropriate for an outsider like me to sweep the floor here, right?"

"What's inappropriate? Don't think that I can only hide in Xixiu Star Palace to sweep the floor, but my broom is woven from the branches of the 'Ten Thousand Years Ice Chrysanthemum'. People in Xixiu Star Palace know it. If you sweep the floor with this broom, they won't say anything when they see it." The old man pushed the broom into his hand disapprovingly.

Hearing this, Miao Yi immediately took the broom. He felt it was icy cold when he touched it. He weighed it and found that it weighed thousands of pounds and was as hard as iron. If he used this broom to sweep the floor, wouldn't it sweep away all the grass?

He quickly looked back and found that the dark green grass where the old man had just swept was not scratched at all. His skill in sweeping the floor with the right amount of weight was really amazing. It was no wonder that he was a professional sweeper here.

"You don't need to sweep other places, just sweep this dark green lawn. Remember, you can't sweep it in other ways, you can only use this 'Ten Thousand Years Ice Chrysanthemum' broom. Go through the places that haven't been swept yet."

Miao Yi felt strange and asked, "Why do you have to use this broom? Is there any reason?"

"Why do you care so much? Just sweep it when I tell you to. I tell you, don't take shortcuts. If you don't use this broom to sweep it once, the grass will wither in the sun for two days. Also, don't hurt the grass. The grass will wither if it is hurt. I warn you. If you damage this lawn, don't blame me for spreading your words with that beautiful girl to everyone."

The old man threw down a sentence, turned around and left with his hands behind his back.

Miao Yi was immediately at a loss whether to laugh or cry. What's this? I came to Xixiu Star Palace to sweep the floor, but someone picked on me and I had to sweep it. Look at the broom in my hand. I remembered something. He immediately shouted: "Old senior, after sweeping this floor, where can I return this precious broom to you?"

The old man said without turning his head: "Just throw it here. As long as you outsiders don't steal, no one here dares to steal...things."

Miao Yi said goodbye in silence, looking back at the large patch of grass in the forest. It wasn't too big, so he just swept it. The sooner it was done, the sooner it was done, and he didn't take it too seriously. So he controlled the broom weighing a thousand pounds in his hand and tried to sweep it.

"Even if it's Mu Fanjun, I won't let him go... I'll turn Tianwaitian upside down... I'll make you my woman that day..." The old man walked away with his hands behind his back and muttered to himself, smiling and said: "Young people are interesting."

Miao Yi, who was sweeping the floor, gradually found that it was not so easy to sweep the floor. He could easily swing a thousand-pound object, but using this thousand-pound broom to carefully sweep the grass was almost like embroidery. What is the concept of embroidering with a thousand-pound object?

After a short while, Miao Yi found that he was a little exhausted, and it was not as easy as the old man to sweep the floor.

"Brother, I thought something happened to you, and I was looking for you everywhere. Why are you sweeping the floor here?"

Miao Yi turned around when he heard the voice, and saw Yan Beihong walking quickly.

Yan Beihong was surprised. He and Miao Yi lived in the same yard. He found that Miao Yi had not returned for a night, and was afraid that something might have happened, so he went out to look for him. When he found this place, he did not expect to find Miao Yi sweeping the floor. This was really strange.

"Why are you sweating while sweeping the floor?" Yan Beihong saw that he was sweating on his forehead, and could not help asking: "Are you okay?"

"You can try it and you will know if there is anything wrong. I was just thinking of going back to find you to help." Miao Yi handed him the broom.

As soon as Yan Beihong received the broom, her arm sank, and she almost dropped it accidentally. She didn't expect a broom to be so heavy. She cast a spell quickly to stabilize it, and said in surprise: "What kind of broom is this?"

"Don't mention it. It's my bad luck. I was blackmailed by an old man sweeping the floor..." Miao Yi roughly told the story of Fairy Hongchen who heard their conversation and found him early in the morning, and omitted the angry words of Fairy Hongchen. If he really said the words about asking someone to be his woman, he would be laughed to death.

"Fairy Hongchen knows?" Yan Beihong was shocked, and then said apologetically: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't said it, she wouldn't have heard it."

"It's not your fault. When the second and third brothers found you, I might have lost control of my emotions. She must have noticed something and must have targeted me." Miao Yi sighed.

Yan Beihong nodded slightly in thought and looked at the broom in his hand, "Then how come you were blackmailed by some old man while sweeping the floor here?"

"I have learned a lesson from this. I have to be careful when I say something important in the future. I was talking to Fairy Hongchen here, but an old man who was sweeping the floor heard it again..." Miao Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and roughly recounted the incident of being forced to sweep the floor.

Yan Beihong couldn't help laughing and said, "I thought it was no big deal, it's just sweeping the floor. It will be a wonderful thing to tell others about it in the future. How many cultivators in the world can sweep the floor in Xixiu Star Palace? Others may envy them!"

"It's not sweeping the floor in Xixiu Star Palace, it's sweeping the floor outside Xixiu Star Palace. If you are envious, you can come and sweep it..." Miao Yi then explained the sweeping rules that the old man had told him.

Seeing that he could joke, Yan Beihong felt relieved, thinking that his mentality had been adjusted.

"This grass looks dark green, is there something strange?" Yan Beihong pondered for a moment, and then laughed again: "How difficult is this? Cast a spell to blow away the fallen leaves, and then use this broom to pass it again."

Miao Yi immediately stood aside, looking like a spectator, and stretched out his hand to invite: "If you think it's easy, come and try it!"

Seeing his action, Yan Beihong was stunned, looked around the grass, and didn't see anything strange, then cast a spell, rolled up his sleeves, and raised a gust of wind to blow towards the grass.

But the grass was swaying like waves, but the leaves that fell on the grass were stuck to the grass and couldn't be blown away.

Yan Beihong, who had withdrawn his hand, was surprised and asked, "What's going on?"

"You'll know when you see it." Miao Yi waved his hand, picked a leaf from a tree in the air and sucked it into his hand, then threw it on the grass in front of Yan Beihong, and then used his foot to push it away, only to see that the leaf had immediately stuck to the grass.

"Hey!" Yan Beihong lifted the broom to his shoulder, squatted down and pulled the leaves on the grass, the leaves tore into pieces, but the part stuck to the grass could not be removed, "There must be something strange about this grass!"

Yan Beihong wanted to pull the grass to take a look, but Miao Yi said quickly, "Don't pull the grass!"

However, it was too late, Yan Beihong had already pulled a leaf in his hand.

At this moment, the grass in Yan Beihong's hand, along with the injured grass, withered at a visible speed, emitting curls of black smoke.

Yan Beihong was stunned, "What's going on?"

"I don't know what's going on either. Anyway, the leaves that fall on the grass can only be swept away with this broom, but I can't use too much force to hurt the grass. I'm exhausted. It's just right that you are here. I'll take a break and you can continue to help me sweep." Miao Yi waved his hand, turned around and sat cross-legged under the shade of the tree.

Yan Beihong didn't say anything. He immediately tried it with the broom and found that it was true. The broom in his hand gently brushed across the grass, and the strange grass easily let go of the leaves stuck on it. He couldn't help but be surprised and tried frequently.

His cultivation was much higher than Miao Yi, and it was much easier for him to sweep the ground than Miao Yi, but after sweeping for almost an hour, he was a little exhausted.

It's not that he can't swing this thousand-jin broom. He is not afraid to fight with others for a whole day even if he holds such a heavy object. The key is to use such a heavy object as an embroidery needle, and the force must be just right, so as not to hurt the grass on the ground. Once the grass is slightly hurt, it will wither immediately.

And he has to cast a spell to control his own weight. This is not walking on this grass with bare hands, but holding a thousand-jin weight. One step will leave a footprint. If you step on it with such a strong force, it would be strange if the grass is not injured and withered.

In this way, the whole person has to be cautious. It is not like riding on a dragon horse and relying on the dragon horse's leg strength to fight freely. It is like holding a thousand-jin weight to play flying on the grass, and holding a thousand-jin weight to carefully embroider. The consumption of mana is like running away like water. It would be strange if you can bear it for a long time. Mr. Yan will never dare to say that sweeping this floor is easy again.

"This Xixiu Star Palace is really not a place that ordinary people can come to. Even sweeping the floor is not something that ordinary cultivators can do. This is not sweeping the floor, this is clearly suffering!" Yan Beihong finally yelled out, sweating profusely.

When he heard him yelling, Miao Yi knew that he couldn't stand it anymore, so he went to take his place.

The two took turns to sweep this small area until dusk, and then they finished sweeping this small area. They immediately threw down the broom and fled, never daring to approach this ghost place again. If they were caught sweeping again, they would cry...

Xingxiu Sea, Kongyan Mountain, a huge and beautiful scarlet bird with two long and flowing tail feathers quickly flew over the sky, and more than a dozen people stood on the back of the bird.

The leader was a burly man in a fiery red robe, with a fiery red cloak fluttering behind his shoulders, red hair and red beard, red thick eyebrows flying on his temples, and his eyes were so bright that it seemed as if two flames were dancing in his eyes.

Next to him, there was a woman in colorful clothes, with a graceful and charming figure, fair skin, and two bulging and half-exposed white flesh on her chest that could dazzle people's eyes. Her face was extremely charming, but her temperament revealed a rare nobility.

The strong man was none other than one of the nine demon kings under Fu Qing of Xixinghai, the owner of Kongyan Mountain, the demon king Lie Huan. The extremely charming woman next to him was his wife, Concubine Hu. (To be continued...)