The most powerful plant system

Chapter 216 Thunder Bamboo Advancement

"It's weird, you have so many secrets!"

Seeing all this, Daoist Tiancan was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

Ye Feng brought him too many surprises today.

Standing in the Thundering Bamboo Forest, Ye Feng looked around with joy on his face.

At a glance, there may be thousands of Thundering Bamboos, each of which is bright purple and transparent, as if carved from precious stones.

Two spirit patterns can be vaguely seen on the outermost bamboo body, and every bamboo leaf hangs down, and there is a gathering of electric lights.

Ye Feng walked to the depths of the bamboo forest, and the spirit patterns on the bamboo body became more and more clear. When he approached the central area, there were three spirit patterns on the bamboo body!

"A third-grade spiritual plant?"

Ye Feng exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly stepped forward to check.

Under normal circumstances, the Thundering Bamboo should be a second-rank spiritual plant when it matures, but due to the stimulation of the blessing of thunder, it has evolved further and reached the third-rank rank.

Ye Feng still remembers the price of the third-grade spiritual bamboos he saw when he went to Linlang Pavilion. At a glance, there are at least several hundred thunder bamboos that have reached the third-grade, which is a huge fortune!
Ye Feng quickened his pace, and counted the specific number of third-grade thunder bamboos, and finally found that there were 313 in total!
"That is……"

When he walked to the most central position, Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly.

On a small soil bump, there was a bamboo that was much taller and thicker than the surrounding Thundering Bamboo, and the purple color of the whole body was also more intense, and the spirit pattern on it reached four!
"Fourth grade spiritual plant!"

Ye Feng was overjoyed. He clearly remembered that the price of a fourth-grade chrysanthemum tree in Linlang Pavilion was as high as 15 yuan. Not low!

In this way, there is no need to worry about the heaven and earth spirit plants needed for the next promotion. If there is no suitable one, just use the Thunder Bamboo to exchange for Zixia Wood!
The bamboo grove in front of him is simply a fortune, and thinking of the big harvests in other places, Ye Feng danced with excitement.

"Look at your promise, kid. The things in this deity's treasure domain are much more precious than this. If you help this deity out of trouble, you will gain a hundred times more than this."

Daoist Celestial Silkworm's voice sounded inappropriately, Ye Feng was not a bird, he touched left and right happily, and regarded the Thundering Bamboo as a treasure.

The Cyan Wood Emperor Kungfu he cultivated is the Emperor of Wood, and the Thundering Bamboo was cultivated by him, so he is not afraid of the thunder and lightning attached to the bamboo itself.

Thunder bamboo has fully matured, in order to prevent this bamboo forest from being coveted by those who want to, Ye Feng pulled up the bamboo.

He didn't feel at ease until the fourth-rank and third-rank Thunder Bamboos were all collected by him into the mustard ring.

"Hahaha, you have to enjoy yourself to the fullest in life, and have a big feast at night!"

Ye Feng thought that the crisis of extermination of the clan was gone, and no one would dare to attack him lightly in the future. With such a big harvest, he laughed like crazy...

After the Lantern Festival, the spirit of Lingzhi Sect is like a rainbow, famous on both sides of the lower reaches of the Tongtian River!
From this day on, despite the heavy snow outside, the area of ​​Lingzhizong seems to have a natural barrier, and the four seasons are like spring, and hundreds of flowers are in full bloom.

Such a spectacle is unique, like a paradise.

The rise of the Lingzhi Sect has caused troubles on both sides of the East and West for a long time. All the major Xuanzongs have heard of Long Aotian's reputation and ordered their disciples to exercise restraint when encountering Lingzhi Sect members.

However, this uproar was only for a while, and was quickly overshadowed by many new shocking news.

The blood of the King of the Stone Clan is a treasure for refining the elixir of longevity. The news of the birth of the Stone King spread to the distant middle reaches, and finally attracted a burst of effect.

For a whole day, Xuanzong on both sides of the east and west kept receiving news that many empires and holy lands in the middle reaches had sent powerful men to try to snatch the blood of the Stone Race.

For a long time, the cultivation civilization in the middle reaches has been highly developed, far superior to that in the lower reaches of the Tongtian River. Every stomp of the big men from there is enough to shake the ground on both sides of the river.

This made Xuanzong on both sides of the East and West Straits highly vigilant, restrained his previous prejudices and conflicts, cooperated secretly, and concentrated on searching for the whereabouts of the Stone Man King.

Whoever finds the stone man king first will get a huge fortune!

Against this background, the worst snowstorm ever occurred on the east coast.

Since the end of the new year, the sky has been freezing cold, the snow has become more and more exaggerated, and countless plants and trees have froze to death.

Disasters were reported in a large number of mountains on the east coast, and a large number of mortals starved to death, and the scene was miserable.

The five Xuanzongs devoted themselves to finding the blood of the Stone Clan. Although they also sent some disciples to rescue the victims, the relief effect was not good because they each had their own ghosts.

Under such circumstances, a large number of disaster victims left their homes and tried to find a way out.

It was also at this time that the land of Lingzhi Sect was like spring all the year round, and the news that the heavy snow was no longer came out, attracting waves of refugees.

Ling Zhizong, in the brand-new conference hall.

"Sovereign, in the past few days, disaster victims have been pouring into the Lingzhi Sect's land. The matter is of great importance. What should we do? Should we drive away or stay?"

Bao Zhi reported the situation with a stern expression, and there were constant reports of the latest disaster from the disciples below.

"There were a large number of casualties in the population of several nearby mountain cities. The local Wuzong submitted a petition of ten thousand people, asking Lingzhizong to temporarily take them in!"

Li Xue also complained, her eyes were a little red.

She saw with her own eyes that many people dragged their families and brought their families to Lingzhizong through untold hardships, but because of the heavy snow blocking the road and delaying the road, the infants froze to death.

The mother cried like a tearful person, and the kind-hearted woman felt very heavy after seeing it.

This snow disaster happens once in a hundred years, and every moment, mortals are dying.

After reporting the disaster, everyone looked at Ye Feng.

The disaster victims are pitiful, but catching up or staying is a big problem.

Once this opening is opened, Ling Zhizong may need to rescue hundreds of thousands of victims. Even if the place to live is not worrying for the time being, the food consumption will be quite alarming.

For a sect that has just gained momentum, such a level of resource consumption is a huge loss!

Therefore, even if Ye Feng said that the victims would not be left behind, no one would blame him.After all, even the five great Xuanzongs only accepted a small number of mortals.

In the conference hall, the atmosphere was gloomy and oppressive. Ye Feng sat on the main seat, tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically, and his face was full of thoughts.

"Boy, don't take people in. Once you open this hole, you can't imagine how many disaster victims will flow in. At that time, your Ling Zhizong will be eaten up, and you can't afford to support them. Instead, you will be blamed by them Woolen cloth."

"The deity understands human nature too well, and you are a Xuanxiu, and you are no longer in the same world as mortals, so there is no reason to help them."

The Wanfu Forbidden Origin Bowl was placed on the table, and the voice of Daoist Celestial Silkworm came.

For an old monster who has lived for countless years, he can remain indifferent no matter how serious the casualties of the victims are. After all, he has long been used to seeing life, old age, sickness and death.

"Tiancan, rationality tells me that your statement is correct." Ye Feng's eyes flickered, and he slowly stood up from the chair.

"But I am a human after all! As long as I am a human, I cannot lose the most basic humanity, otherwise, what's the point of becoming an emperor and a saint?"

"Whatever you want, stupid." Daoist Tiancan snorted coldly, and then fell silent.

Ye Feng smiled, and looked at all the senior officials of Lingzhizong in the hall. In fact, he knew what to do without thinking about it.

His face was determined and his voice was deafening.

"Stay! Keep all the victims and do everything possible to help!"

(End of this chapter)