Chapter 1398 Yang Zhenfeng’s advice?

"Brother Yang, should we follow him in and take a look?"

Seeing that Ye Chunyang really followed Lin Yu into the bluestone pavilion calmly, several disciples who had reached the Dao Foundation Realm looked at each other and asked Brother Yang.

Brother Yang's name was Yang Zhenfeng. He listened to the suggestions of several disciples, and his expression was uncertain for a long time. Then his face darkened and he said, "Let's go and take a look! I want to see what this person is capable of?"

After that, he quickly followed Lin Yu and Ye Chunyang.

The eyes of the other people flickered, and they chased after them without hesitation.

They were all alchemists who were proficient in pharmacology and had extraordinary alchemy skills, but they had just embarrassed themselves in front of Lin Yu, and now they met a proud and arrogant guy like Ye Chunyang, so they were naturally dissatisfied.

"Let's see how he makes a fool of himself later!"

Several people thought in their hearts, as if they had already seen the result of Ye Chunyang being slapped by Lin Yu.

Lin Yu saw Yang Zhenfeng and others following him, turned back and glanced at them lightly, but did not stop them.

Not long after, under the leadership of Lin Yu, the group quickly arrived at a spiritual field behind the attic.

Although it was called a spiritual field, in Ye Chunyang's eyes, the quality was too poor. Although there were many spiritual herbs planted in it, the medicinal power was weak when they grew.

"These young people are not cultivating properly, it's a waste of natural resources!"

Ye Chunyang couldn't help shaking his head.

As an alchemist, every spiritual herb is of great significance to him. Most of the spiritual herbs cultivated by Lin Yu are rare species. If they can be cultivated properly, they must be extremely precious spiritual materials for alchemy.

Unfortunately, Lin Yu's technique was rough, which made the spiritual herbs uneven, and most of the spirituality was lost in vain.

"Sister Lin is indeed an outstanding alchemist in our outer sect. The spiritual herbs she cultivates are several times better than the ones we grow. They are indeed top-grade."

"Of course. Sister Lin is such a person. How can we compare with her? The spiritual herbs in this spiritual field grow densely and the medicinal power is even purer. The means of cultivating spiritual herbs alone are far better than ours."

"..."

Several disciples looked at Lin Yu's spiritual field and praised her repeatedly.

In their eyes, the spiritual herbs cultivated by Lin Yu are pure in power and rich in vitality, which is obviously better than other alchemists in the sect. They can't help but envy them.

Lin Yu seemed indifferent on the surface, but after hearing what they said, a bit of pride appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Ye Chunyang smiled and said nothing.

"This is Qingzhilan. Do you have any way to restore its vitality?"

Walking into the spiritual field with Ye Chunyang, Lin Yu pointed to a spiritual herb several feet high in front of him, with a bit of sadness on his face.

Ye Chunyang looked at the direction she pointed at. This spiritual herb looked like a faint orchid, with a faint fragrance, but it was listless and looked like it was withering.

"Qingzhilan is known as the herb of all spirits. It can improve the quality of any elixir when blended into it. It is extremely precious to alchemists. I didn't expect this woman to have cultivated one. She is really lucky."

Ye Chunyang sighed inwardly.

He had also thought about finding Qingzhilan to make elixirs, but it was a pity that the seeds of this herb were rare, let alone the finished product. He couldn't help but feel emotional when he saw it here.

However, what made him speechless was that Lin Yu actually cultivated such a precious spiritual herb into such a half-dead state, which was really helpless.

"This Qingzhilan has withered for the most part, and its vitality has become extremely weak. Even Senior Brother Yang can't save it. What else can he do?"

A disciple of the Dao Foundation Realm said sarcastically, but he was also obviously cautious about Ye Chunyang, and lowered his voice several degrees while speaking.

"That's right. We were helpless just now. It's ridiculous to say that this person has a way to revive Qing Zhilan."

The others also shook their heads and sneered.

Yang Zhenfeng said nothing.

After a moment, he looked at Lin Yu and sighed: "Sister Lin, it's not that I don't have a way. If Qing Zhilan still has a little life, I can still gather it here through the art of gathering spirits and improve the impurities in the spirit field. It's a pity..."

Although he seemed to be regretful, the arrogance in Yang Zhenfeng's eyes was obvious.

It's not that he is not capable enough, but that Qing Zhilan is already a dead thing. Even the most powerful people can't revive it.

In this way, no matter how confident this kid is, it's just a joke.

Lin Yu frowned.

She was annoyed by the words of Yang Zhenfeng and others, but it was undeniable that what they said was indeed reasonable.

As an alchemist, she knew that once the vitality of the spiritual herb was gone, it would be powerless to save it. However, Qing Zhilan was so precious that no one would give it up easily.

Moreover, this spiritual herb was given to her by an important person and had a special meaning to her. Even if the hope was slim, she would give it a try.

"My fellow Taoist, if you really have the confidence to give it a try, I suggest that you try to set up a spirit gathering array underground. In this way, there may be a chance to change the quality of the spiritual energy in the spiritual field and bring a glimmer of vitality to Qing Zhilan."

Yang Zhenfeng looked at Ye Chunyang, changed his frivolous attitude just now, and gave him serious advice.

Ye Chunyang smiled.

A junior in the Dao Foundation Realm actually showed off the art of pharmacological cultivation in front of him, which was simply a show of skill before an expert.

Seeing Ye Chunyang's indifferent look, Yang Zhenfeng couldn't help but frown and said, "Daoyou, every word I said is a warning. Now Qing Zhilan loses a bit of vitality with every passing minute. If you set up the formation now, it may still be in time."

"Oh, really?"

Ye Chunyang chuckled, "You used this method to treat Qing Zhilan just now, right? Is it effective?"

Yang Zhenfeng's face froze.

"I did make a mistake, but I think it's because my magic array is not yet perfect. I will go back and study it carefully, and I will definitely make some progress."

Yang Zhenfeng sighed.

Among the outer disciples, his alchemy skills are admired by countless people. He has his own understanding of cultivating spiritual herbs. This time, he said: "Qingzhilan is about to die. If you use other fierce techniques to forcibly inject spiritual energy, it will be like pulling up the seedlings to help them grow. Even if it can restore some vitality in a short time, it will not take long for it to really dry up. Only by improving the geology will there be some opportunities."

Speaking of this, he said earnestly: "My fellow Taoist, if I am not mistaken, you look so unfamiliar, you should be a cultivator from the Northern Region who has just joined the sect recently, Yang, for the sake of fellow disciples, does not want you to annoy Senior Sister Lin, so he gave you this advice. I hope you will be cautious. "

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Yang to have such a unique insight into the way of cultivating spiritual herbs. We admire him!"

"Senior Brother Yang is indeed a genius in alchemy among the outer sect of Kunlun Ruins. He has unique insights into spiritual herbs and elixirs. Listening to his words today is better than ten years of hard work!"

"Senior Brother Yang is awesome!"

"..."

Listening to Yang Zhenfeng's advice, Ye Chunyang did not speak, but the other disciples beside him were excited.

This is talk of experience!

Among the outer sect disciples, I don't know how many alchemists have spent a lot of money to ask him for advice for these senior experiences. However, Yang Zhenfeng is so noble that he would not easily teach others.

I didn't expect that getting his advice today is really better than years of hard work behind closed doors.

"This person is really lucky. He can get such guidance from Senior Brother Yang when they first meet. This is something we can't even ask for."

"Unfortunately, Qing Zhilan has reached the point of exhaustion. No matter how many spells are cast, it is difficult to revive. Even with Senior Brother Yang's guidance, he may not be able to save her."

"..."

Several disciples looked at Ye Chunyang with strange eyes.

Yang Zhenfeng's words sounded like he was instructing Ye Chunyang, but the sarcasm in his words was obvious.

"Are you all done?"

"It's just to save a spiritual herb. Why do you have to go to such great lengths?"

Ye Chunyang shook his head lightly, looking at the few people as if they were a few clowns playing monkeys, but with his calm state of mind, he really couldn't smile at this.

Several people were slightly stunned. Seeing that he obviously didn't listen to his words, Yang Zhenfeng frowned even more and his expression returned to the coldness just now.

"Fellow Daoist, Senior Brother Yang is giving you a good advice, why are you so ungrateful?" A disciple said to Ye Chunyang.

This is Lin Yu's cave, and although his cultivation is lower than the other party, Ye Chunyang did not dare to make a move.

Sure enough, Ye Chunyang was indifferent to his provocative words.

The disciple was proud and wanted to continue to show his bravery in front of Yang Zhenfeng and Lin Yu, but Yang Zhenfeng waved his hand and said, "No need to say more, I have said everything, and let's see what he will do next."

Yang Zhenfeng no longer looked at Ye Chunyang.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have the confidence to save my Qingzhilan?"

After a long silence, Lin Yu was also a little hesitant.

In fact, she agreed with what Yang Zhenfeng said just now. From a theoretical point of view, only improving the quality of the spiritual field could make Qingzhilan rejuvenate.

Lin Yu did this, and many disciples who accepted the reward did the same.

The result was failure without exception.

Seeing Qing Zhilan withering day by day, Lin Yu became more and more anxious, hoping that someone in the sect could help her revive the grass.

Ye Chunyang stood quietly in the spiritual field with his hands behind his back, looking at Qing Zhilan for a long time without saying a word.

Yang Zhenfeng and several disciples saw this, and their eyes flashed with sarcasm.

"It seems that Senior Sister Lin Yu asked the question to the heart. If Qing Zhilan could be saved, he would have done it long ago. Now he is probably too embarrassed to come out of it, right?"

Several people exchanged glances, all waiting to see the show.

But what Ye Chunyang said next surprised them.

"To revive this grass, only a drop of water is needed."

Ye Chunyang said expressionlessly, slowly walked towards Qing Zhilan, and then took out a jade bottle from his sleeve.

He opened the bottle cap and poured out a drop of clear water from it.

Water, just ordinary water, was slowly absorbed by Qing Zhilan after dripping on it.

"Watering?"

Yang Zhenfeng and others rubbed their eyes and looked at Ye Chunyang as if he was an idiot.

If watering is useful, why do we need to set up a spirit gathering array to gather spiritual energy to help Qingzhilan grow?

Others also laughed.

Lin Yu frowned slightly. Ye Chunyang's move was too unexpected. She had to wonder if this person was playing a trick on her.

But for some reason, Lin Yu did not interrupt and even held a faint hope.

However, as the water drops fell, the Qingzhilan, which had been withered for a long time, did not move for a long time.