Chapter 1399 Kneel down and talk

Time passed by minute by minute.

The spiritual field became quieter and quieter.

Because after Ye Chunyang dropped the water drop, there was no change on Qingzhilan, which made Lin Yu's heart sink gradually.

"Haha, the ignorant are really fearless. It is simply unrealistic to want to revive Qingzhilan with a drop of water."

"Anyone with a little knowledge of pharmacology would not do this, right? What is he thinking?"

"Is it just to win the attention of Senior Sister Lin Yu? Little did he know that such an action would make Senior Sister Lin go berserk, right?"

"..."

The disciples around Yang Zhenfeng gloated over the misfortune.

This time, it is estimated that Lin Yu's temper will break out again.

Sure enough, when he looked aside again, Lin Yu's body trembled slightly, and his eyes gradually showed coldness.

"Yang has already said that only by setting up a spirit gathering array may there be a one in ten thousand chance of bringing some vitality to this grass. Daoyou actually watered it. What is the difference between you and the mortal farmer?"

Yang Zhenfeng seemed to be heartbroken.

"Really?"

Ye Chunyang glanced at Yang Zhenfeng, his face expressionless: "What if I save this Qingzhilan?"

"If you can save this grass, I, Yang Zhenfeng, will kneel down and talk to you!"

Yang Zhenfeng almost blurted out.

He regretted it as soon as he said it, and secretly thought that he had said something wrong.

But he calmed down again after thinking about it. If the other party could really save Qingzhilan with a drop of water, wouldn't his years of pharmacology and alchemy be in vain?

The other disciples were also a little surprised when they heard it, but seeing Yang Zhenfeng's indifferent expression, they had the same idea in their hearts.

"Then you wait to kneel down and talk."

Ye Chunyang said lightly.

When Yang Zhenfeng saw this, his face flashed with anger.

But the next scene made him freeze in place.

A touch of fragrance suddenly came from the calm, and the Qingzhilan, which seemed to be withered a moment ago, stretched out its branches and leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Including Lin Yu and several disciples, everyone present opened their mouths in surprise, only to see the spiritual light flickering on Qing Zhilan, as if it was awakened from sleep and full of vitality.

Not only that, in the eyes of everyone in shock, after Qing Zhilan regained its vitality, it was obviously one level higher than before, like green grass in spring, giving people a tenacious vitality.

"How is this possible?"

Yang Zhenfeng opened his eyes wide, his pupils contracted violently, and his expression suddenly became wonderful.

He couldn't figure out why Qing Zhilan, which was still dead just now, became so full of vitality under a drop of clear water.

This is simply subverting common sense!

"Qing Zhilan is really resurrected!"

Lin Yu couldn't believe her eyes.

She ran over in two steps, releasing her spiritual sense to carefully look at Qing Zhilan.

The result was shocking beyond words!

The vitality contained in Qing Zhilan was several times stronger than before, and the medicinal power it exuded was even more extreme.

It can be said that after years of cultivating spiritual herbs, Lin Yu had never seen such a pure medicinal substance. This scene was really unimaginable.

Beside Yang Zhenfeng, the disciples who had just responded with ridicule suddenly froze, looking at Ye Chunyang as if they had seen a god, and the horror in their hearts was like a raging storm.

"This is absolutely impossible!"

"I must have seen it wrong!"

Yang Zhenfeng's eyes were blank.

There was silence in the field, and everyone looked at Ye Chunyang in a different way.

Lin Yu took a deep breath and couldn't help but reach out to touch Qing Zhilan.

This spiritual herb was of great significance to her, and she was very pleased to be able to save it.

At this moment, the situation suddenly changed!

Lin Yu reached out and touched Qing Zhilan, and its branches and leaves suddenly trembled, and the spiritual energy flowing around became unstable.

"What's going on?" Lin Yu was shocked and hurriedly stepped back.

But the scene that appeared in front of her immediately made her inner complexity reach its peak.

After the spiritual energy on Qingzhilan fluctuated for a moment, in Lin Yu's shocked eyes, the branches suddenly showed a little dazzling fluorescence, and the stamens were formed. The fragrance was refreshing, and she could feel the spiritual power in her body mobilized after taking a sip.

"Qingzhilan has bloomed..."

Lin Yu's body trembled slightly, and her heart could no longer remain calm.

The person who gave her this Qingzhilan once said that the most precious thing about Qingzhilan is not its branches and leaves, but the flowers that bloom. However, this spiritual herb needs specific conditions to bloom. Unless the vitality reaches the extreme, it will not bloom for hundreds of years.

The man in front of him can make Qingzhilan bloom with just a drop of water. What a magical skill!

"He not only resurrected Qingzhilan, but also made it bloom. What kind of method is this?"

Several disciples looked at each other with pale faces, feeling that their shock was not enough for Ye Chunyang.

This Qingzhilan has obviously reached the point of exhaustion. Many people have tried their best to revive it, including Yang Zhenfeng, a genius who claims to be an extraordinary alchemy, but was kicked out by Lin Yu.

Such a heaven-defying thing is totally beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"You, you..."

Yang Zhenfeng's throat was dry, and he uttered a word after a long while.

"Humph!"

Ye Chunyang snorted coldly, and exerted a faint divine power. Yang Zhenfeng suddenly felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was sinking. His body suddenly became weak, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Yang Zhenfeng's face turned pale, and he looked at Ye Chunyang with a look of despair.

The change of things happened so fast that several disciples did not react. Just now they thought that Yang Zhenfeng's "kneel down and speak" was a mockery. Unexpectedly, they were actually kneeling in front of Ye Chunyang now, looking up at his breath. .

"What kind of water did you use just now?" Yang Zhenfeng asked with difficulty as his chest heaved violently.

"Sacred water."

Ye Chunyang said two words speciously.

"Sacred water..."

Yang Zhenfeng murmured to himself, and finally lowered his head with a "snap" sound. His forehead was buried deeply in the earth, and he couldn't lift it up for a while. His eyes showed awe of Ye Chunyang.

It can make a depleted spiritual grass instantly have ten times the vitality. If it's not divine water, what is it?

Several other disciples saw Yang Zhenfeng, who a moment ago was so majestic, pointing out the country, and talking about his experience. In the blink of an eye, they knelt on the ground and trembled like a dead dog. They all had dry faces and looked at each other. After one glance, he fled out of the Bluestone Loft in despair.

Just now with Yang Zhenfeng's support, they dared to sneer at Ye Chunyang. Now that Yang Zhenfeng is on his knees, how can they have the courage to confront Ye Chunyang?

Ye Chunyang looked at the people who were escaping in a hurry, his face expressionless, and he chased after them with a spiritual thought.

Although he is indifferent to the provocation of these ants, it does not mean that he can be ridiculed. After tomorrow, these people will disappear from the world, and even the high-ranking monks in the sect will not be able to find any clues.

"Your methods are very clever."

Lin Yu looked deeply at Ye Chunyang, with a different color in his eyes.

"Since you helped me save Qing Zhilan, I will fulfill my promise and give you ten thousand celestial beings."

Lin Yu stretched out his hand, "Take out your Kunlun Order."

Ye Chunyang used miraculous means to resurrect Qingzhilan and make it bloom. This ten thousand immortal value is worth it to Lin Yu.

But to her surprise, Ye Chunyang looked at the jade hand she extended and shook his head with a smile: "I don't have to accept ten thousand immortals, but I want to ask for something from my fellow Taoist as a reward. I wonder if you will agree?"

"You don't want immortality? Then what do you want?"

Lin Yu was a little surprised.

"I only want the seeds of these spiritual grasses from the spiritual fields of fellow Taoists." Ye Chunyang said with a smile.

"You want spiritual grass seeds?" Lin Yu was surprised.

"Not bad." Ye Chunyang said calmly.

Lin Yu looked at Ye Chunyang suspiciously. The other party's mysterious method of bringing the spiritual grass back to life was far more than the reward of 10,000 immortals, but he was not tempted. Instead, he only wanted the spiritual grass seeds, which was really unpredictable. .

"Since fellow Taoist is so determined, it doesn't matter if I give you some spiritual grass seeds."

Seeing Ye Chunyang's persistence, Lin Yu took out a palm-sized jade bottle from the Qiankun bag without asking any further questions.

"These are all the spiritual grass seeds I cultivated in the past. You can just take them. However, if fellow Taoist regrets afterwards, I will not give you the immortal value anymore." Lin Yu said decisively.

"Don't worry, since I asked for the spiritual grass seeds, I will naturally not ask for the immortal value of my fellow Taoist." Ye Chunyang took the jade bottle and nodded lightly.

He accepted that earning immortal points was just to exchange for spiritual grass seeds from the Spiritual Materials Pavilion. Now that he could get them from Lin Yu, he saved a lot of trouble.

To him, spiritual grass seeds are more valuable than immortality.

After getting what he wanted, Ye Chunyang didn't intend to stay here any longer and left immediately.

"What's your name?" Lin Yu suddenly asked.

"Ye Xiaobao."

Now that he was in Xiaobao's body, Ye Chunyang simply returned to this girl in the name of Xiaobao.

"Ye Xiaobao?"

Lin Yu murmured in his mouth, looking at Ye Chunyang with a profound look: "Can I take the liberty of asking, what is the divine water that Fellow Daoist Ye used to revive Qing Zhilan just now?"

A dark light flashed in Ye Chunyang's eyes, and he waved his hands calmly as usual, saying: "It's just some spiritual water that I mixed in my spare time."

After saying that, Ye Chunyang didn't say anything more to the woman and left the place.

In fact, this spiritual water is basically the clear water after he used the spiritual spoon to cultivate it. In the past, he left some of the spiritual grass at random.

The spiritual spoon contains special power to accelerate ripening. The clear water used as a medium naturally becomes the divine water that promotes the birth of all things. It is easy to restore the Qing Zhi Orchid to life.

Of course, Ye Chunyang would not let Lingshao's secret be exposed to others.

The bottle of spiritual water just now was diluted by him, otherwise with the magic of the spiritual spoon, it would be more than just making Qingzhilan bloom in front of a few people.

Looking at Ye Chunyang's retreating back, Lin Yu frowned slightly, the look in his eyes was somewhat dark and unclear. He stood in the spiritual field for a long time before turning back and disappearing into the bluestone attic.

Yang Zhenfeng knelt there until both of them disappeared, then finally raised his head.

At this time, his eyes were dull and depressed.

"Ye Xiaobao... what kind of god is he?"

Yang Zhenfeng muttered to himself blankly, took one last look at Lin Yu who disappeared in the bluestone attic, and walked down the mountain in despair.