Fairy, listen to my explanation.

Chapter 395 What’s so difficult about this?

"Anyone who can bring new life to this dead tree can board the boat, and the fairy will treat them with courtesy."

The maid carefully placed the flower pot on the table. The pleasant sound seemed to be full of infinite magic, making people want to come up and try it immediately.

only……

Qin Yu frowned slightly. The flowerpot was delicate and light, and seemed to have nothing special about it. However, the dead branch inserted in it was covered with dry cracks on the surface, and it was obvious that it had lost its vitality long ago.

It's just a piece of dead wood.

"How difficult is this? I once found a pot of ten-thousand-year-old spiritual spring in a secret place. Just one drop can make an iron tree bloom. It's easy to bring a dead tree back to life."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hearty laugh rang out.

Qin Yu felt that it sounded familiar. He looked at it carefully and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

That figure turned out to be the famous Thunder King!
Those who were originally somewhat dissatisfied with someone stealing the limelight immediately fell silent when they saw the newcomer, not even daring to show any dissatisfaction in their eyes.

The name of Thunder King is known to everyone in the imperial capital.

No one had expected that this giant who had lived for a thousand years would take action at this time.

Do you also want to win the favor of the flower fairy? !
No way.

"Humph!"

Qin Yu clearly heard an extremely unhappy groan coming from downstairs.

Only then did he remember that the priest Ling downstairs also came for the flower fairy.

If he wasn't afraid of the Empress and the Queen Mother, he would have jumped out earlier than the Thunder King, right? !
"please!"

The maid bowed slightly, her eyes full of anticipation.

Thunder King walked to the table with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, and took out a jade bottle from his ring.

"Om!..."

As the cork was pulled out, powerful spiritual energy swept out, and a breeze blew up out of nowhere, and the wind contained an extremely powerful life force.

Even if you just take a sip, a refreshing scent will come to your face, instantly penetrating into your heart and lungs, making you feel relaxed and happy.

The thousand-year-old spiritual spring has gone through the baptism of countless years, and every drop of it contains extremely strong vitality. It is said that it can even prolong life.

Every drop is priceless!

If you use it to water flowers, plants and trees, there is no doubt that it will make the spiritual herbs and plants glow with vigorous vitality.

What the Thunder King said about the iron tree blooming was not an exaggeration.

But this is obviously a waste of resources!

However, no one dared to stop or interrupt.

As the jade bottle tilted, a drop of spiritual spring water dripped down. The water was as green as emerald and as clear as crystal, sparkling with charming light in the sun.

Under the gaze of countless fiery eyes, the spiritual spring slowly dripped onto the dead branches on the table and was absorbed by them almost instantly.

Some people with better eyesight could clearly see that until the drop of spiritual spring water disappeared, the dead branch did not change at all, and even the dry cracks on it showed no signs of closing.

It was as if that drop of eternal spiritual spring water containing infinite energy had disappeared out of thin air.

Seeing this, although no one dared to question whether what Thunder King took out was the thousand-year-old spiritual spring, a sigh still sounded quietly in the dark.

"Is one drop not enough?"

Thunder King's expression changed for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and poured out another drop of spiritual spring.

However, the dead branch remained unchanged.

Suddenly, Thunder King's expression became extremely ugly.

He was willing to take it out with great pain, because he actually wanted to exchange resources. If it didn't work, wouldn't it be a waste? !

"Haha, Thunder King, you are not trying to fool people with a bottle of ordinary spiritual water?!"

In the attic, a laugh like muffled thunder rang out.

Hearing this, the scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked towards the attic where the sound came from with doubt. Thunder King is a genuine peak of the Dao Building Realm. It is even rumored that he has touched the threshold of the Dao Integration Realm!

I just don't know if I have taken that half step.

Even so, looking at the entire Great Yan Imperial Capital, Thunder King is one of the few who can be counted on one’s fingers!

Dare to make fun of Thunder King in such an occasion.

Are you tired of living?!
However, to their surprise, Thunder King did not lose his temper, but calmly put away the remaining Ten Thousand Year Spiritual Spring and said with a smile: "I am shortsighted. This thing has no vitality and there is no possibility of it being revived again."

Thunder King's calm and generous demeanor immediately caused a burst of admiration.

Those were two drops of thousand-year-old spiritual spring water. Many powerful forces couldn't even obtain one drop. Thunder King suffered a loss and was laughed at by others, but he could still be so magnanimous. It was truly admirable.

He is truly an old monster who has lived for thousands of years.

"Ling Tianfeng, why don't you try it too?"

Thunder King turned around and smiled towards the attic.

Upon hearing this, the people around immediately looked in the direction he was looking. Although they did not see the person, the name alone made countless cultivators slightly startled.

The Thunder King is extremely powerful, but the major events that enhanced his reputation almost all occurred during the reign of the previous emperor.

However, Ling Tianfeng was different from him. He was a priest recruited by the empress herself, and he had done several earth-shaking things.

For example, he went to the Great Chu Immortal Kingdom and beat up the Great Chu royal family's worshippers. Another example is... he was beaten up by the empress, and then appeared in some romantic occasions alive and well a year later.

"I won't come here to embarrass myself. Let me just smash it to pieces with one punch."

Ling Tianfeng does have some spiritual objects that can bring life to life, but they are still somewhat inferior to the thousand-year-old spiritual spring.

Although he also wanted to go up and try, but when he saw that the Thunder King's Ten Thousand Year Spirit Spring had no effect, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​seeking humiliation.

King Lei silently glanced at the boat, where flower petals were fluttering and a graceful figure could be vaguely seen sitting quietly in it.

Finally, Thunder King sighed and chose to retreat.

He obviously also knew the true identity of this flower fairy.

The originally silent crowd became noisy again, and many powerful monks who possessed rare treasures were eager to try.

"I'll try."

A clear voice sounded, and then a figure in white swept out like a rainbow and landed elegantly on the platform in front of the discourse building.

The man looked to be no more than forty years old, with a thin figure and dressed in a moon-white Confucian robe. The corners of his robe swayed gently in the breeze, just like a freehand brushstroke in an ink-stained painting, outlining a sense of otherworldly charm and a unique elegant temperament that made people awe-inspiring.

"He is from the Kong family of the Great Chu Immortal Nation!"

When they saw the symbol on his robe, several knowledgeable people exclaimed in surprise.

The Kong family of Great Chu is a huge force second only to the royal family of Great Chu. The path they take is slightly different from that of other cultivators, and they have a unique kind of elegance and righteousness.

"Hey, what is your relationship with Kong Xingming?"

Ling Tianfeng walked to the observation deck and looked at the elegant figure, his teeth ached. He could clearly feel that the eyes of the girl who was massaging his legs were shining.

"That's my father."

The man in the Confucian robe had obviously also heard of Ling Tianfeng's reputation. He nodded slightly and saluted, saying.

"Oh? Last time he stopped me from entering the capital of Great Chu, I punched him. Is he feeling better now?!"

Ling Tianfeng said with a playful smile.

Hearing this, the elegant man's expression changed slightly, and his face instantly became less natural.

However, he did not bother with Ling Tianfeng. Not to mention that this was the capital of the Great Yan Empire, even if he met him somewhere else, he would not dare to argue with him.

It's not worth getting beaten up.

[Starting tomorrow, each chapter will be at least 3,000 words.]

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