The most powerful plant system

Chapter 320
The atmosphere at Ye Feng's table became a little awkward and depressing because of Cao Zhengkun's appearance.

Although the two parties in the conflict had nothing to do with him, the arrogance of the surname Cao still made Ye Feng a little upset, and the intimacy of being the same spiritual planter disappeared without a trace.

It seems that the next time Feng Yeruo comes out of the arena again, he has to teach this Cao man how to behave in the world.

When night came, the Shenweihou Mansion was brightly lit, and the banquet hall was full of seats, making it very lively.

When Chu Yixuan entered the door, he saw Ye Feng at a glance, and came over to say hello kindly.

Although the two had only met once, they had a very pleasant chat last time, so he just stayed here.

Chu Yixuan's enthusiasm made the guests at the same table look at Ye Feng a few more times, some went up to chat with the young master, and some just smiled.

Everyone knew that the young master of the Chu family was a dou who couldn't afford to support him, and had never been taken seriously in the Hou's mansion, otherwise why did he come here and sit here, he should have a place in an important position.

Ye Feng chatted with Chu Yixuan, and Lu Dahai joined in. Unexpectedly, the two had similar tastes and spoke in perfect harmony. Some anecdotes amused Ye Feng, and Miao Yue couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling.

Meng Zijing and Xue Ping listened interestingly, and interrupted from time to time, and the atmosphere at the table suddenly became lively.

Looking at this scene, Ye Feng secretly felt that although Chu Yixuan's cultivation was mediocre, his hearty personality was really likable, and he could subtly influence the people around him.

"The Canglong is still raining at dusk, and the old tree is blooming in the late spring. The patriarch of the Yelin clan presented a jar of fine nectar and royal wine."

"Master You, Minister of the Ministry of War, present ten catties of Pteris vulgaris, wishing the old man good luck and good health..."

The guest list that appeared at the banquet became more and more spectacular. There were not only court officials, but also patriarchs of different races. Every time a big person walked into the hall, many guests would come forward to chat enthusiastically.

The influence of the Shenweihou Mansion was undoubtedly evident at this moment, and Ye Feng was secretly surprised to see it.

There are really too many important people here, and with Ye Feng's current status, if it weren't for Chu Yixuan's tailwind, he wouldn't be able to touch this level at all.

Several powerful young talents at the nearby tables watched the big men enter the arena, excitedly wanting to say a few words, but knowing that their seniority is low, they can't talk at all, so they can only hold back their thoughts.

Until a name appeared, swish, swish, and young people at several tables stood up at the same time.

"The son of the Holy Land of Vientiane has arrived."

The one who stepped into the hall was a tall and handsome young man, wearing a purple crown on his head and a brocade suit, with a noble air and a pair of phoenix eyes.

As soon as he entered, Cao Zhengkun, Meng Zijing and Xue Ping, who were extremely arrogant before, all stood up and greeted each other.

holy place!Son!
Rao Ye Feng is not familiar with the distribution of forces in the middle reaches, and he has also heard the names of the major holy places.

Those who can be named Holy Land are the great powers whose ancestors appeared as saints and are still extremely powerful. They are not under the jurisdiction of the empire, and a small part of them even sit on an equal footing with the empire.

The Son of the Holy Land is equivalent to the appointed future Holy Master, even if his seniority is extremely young, he still has an extremely prominent position.

Therefore, as soon as the young man with the purple crown arrived, he was immediately admired by the stars. Not only the older generation wanted to get acquainted, but the younger generation was even more enthusiastic.

The seniority and status of the important figures who came before were too high, and it was difficult for young talents from various forces present to greet them, so they had to be the elders.

But this Vientiane Son is different, everyone is of the same age, and it doesn't seem rude to go forward, on the contrary, it may win favor.

For this kind of situation, the elders of each family are also happy to see the success. They all hope that the younger generations of their families can catch the line of the future owner of the Holy Land.

Almost everyone at Ye Feng's table stood up, even the young Lord Chu had the idea of ​​making friends.

Ye Feng sat in place and didn't expect to come to the Holy Son of the Holy Land. The name is indeed amazing, but that's all for him.

He is a person who has surrendered even the holy demon sword, and he is a direct disciple of the sword saint, and he also has the emperor-level kung fu, so he doesn't care about any holy son in his heart.

To Ye Feng's surprise, he thought that Miao Yue beside him would not care about Sheng Zi and his ilk, but unexpectedly she stood up a little excitedly, staring straight at him.

"Why is the son of Vientiane so charming that even a little loli who is a monk is tempted?"

Ye Feng shook his head secretly, he seemed too weird sitting alone, he simply got up, and did not squeeze in the direction of the Holy Son, instead came to the edge of the hall, looked up at the ancient vine gourd.

This spiritual plant made him very interested. The relics left over from the Holy Meteor Era must have something special about them.

He moved Zixia pupil a little, looked directly at the gourds on the top, and felt that the gourds were filled with chaos, misty and mysterious.

He tried to reach out his hand to touch the yellow vines that covered the wall again, and when he felt a breath of sunset from the yellow vines, his face became more serious.

Although he thought the ancient vine gourd was sick when he saw it for the first time, but when he actually came into contact with it, he realized that the problem was much more serious than he had imagined.

If this spirit plant is not treated again, I am afraid it will wither and fall.

Ye Feng frowned. With the family background of the Marquis of Shenwei, since the old man loves the ancient vine gourd, why didn't he ask the Lingzhi master to help cure his disease?
Ye Feng gently caressed the yellow-brown vines, and the green wood energy in his body flowed out slightly, gathering at the fingertips.

Immediately, no one else noticed that the vines seemed to come alive, and gently wrapped around Ye Feng's fingertips, as if they were a little more energetic.

"It's so spiritual! It would be a pity if this spirit plant died."

Ye Feng was shocked, he is now familiar with all kinds of spiritual plants, and it is rare to see such spiritual plants as Guteng gourd.

He had the urge to help, but thinking that this occasion was not appropriate, he could only shake his head.

When he approached the ancient vine gourd, the system didn't give any notification, indicating that this spirit plant was not on the list of heaven and earth spirit plants.

This is not to say that this thing is worthless, but that it is less necessary for him to save it.

The Son of Vientiane was welcomed into an important seat in the hall, and sat with some family heads.

There are only a handful of people at his age who can sit on an equal footing with the masters of the major forces.

Ye Feng could finally return to his seat, he found that Miao Yue was a little excited, and he told him as soon as he sat down.

"Benefactor Ye, where did you go just now? I just talked to the Holy Son!"

Ye Feng looked at her as if he saw those brainless fans who chased stars in his previous life, and he was a little helpless to complain.

"Vientiane Holy Land has friendship with my master. Just now, the Holy Son asked me to come to his place later, and he promised to help me find out about my master!"

Ye Feng was taken aback by Miao Yue's next sentence, it turned out that little Lolita took the initiative to find Son Wanxiang to find out the whereabouts of her master.

Thinking about it, I'm afraid that's why she followed her to the Hou Mansion.

Ye Feng was secretly ashamed, it seemed that he had misunderstood her, the little loli was not sophisticated.

Wait, let her go to him at night?

What is the peace of mind of this Vientiane Holy Son?

(End of this chapter)