After the ascent failed

Chapter 218 Yang Zhenfeng's Advice?

"Senior Brother Yang, do we want to follow up and have a look?"

Seeing that Ye Chunyang really followed Lin Yu into the Qingshi loft calmly, several disciples who had reached the Dao base level looked at each other and asked Senior Brother Yang.

Senior brother Yang's name is Yang Zhenfeng. Hearing the suggestions from several disciples, his expression was cloudy for a while, and then his face darkened and he said: "Go, go and have a look! I want to see, what is this person capable of?"

After all, quickly follow Lin Yu and Ye Chunyang.

The eyes of the others flickered, and they chased after him without hesitation.

All of them are alchemists who are proficient in the art of medicine and have extraordinary alchemy skills, but they were ashamed in front of Lin Yu just now, and now they meet such a proud and arrogant guy like Ye Chunyang, so they naturally feel dissatisfied.

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

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

Seeing Yang Zhenfeng and the others coming, Lin Yu glanced back, but did not stop them.

Not long after, under the leadership of Lin Yu, a group of people came to a spiritual field behind the attic.

In Ye Chunyang's eyes, the spiritual field is really poor in texture. Although there are many spiritual herbs planted in it, the medicinal power is weak when it grows.

"These juniors can't be cultivated properly, they are simply reckless!"

Ye Chunyang couldn't help shaking his head.

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

It's a pity that Lin Yu's rough technique made the spirit grass uneven, and most of his spirituality was lost in vain.

"Senior Sister Lin is indeed an outstanding alchemist in our outer sect. The quality of the spiritual grass cultivated is several times better than the one we planted. It is really the best thing."

"That's natural. Senior Sister Lin is such a person that we can't compare. The spiritual grass grows densely in this spiritual field, and the medicinal power is even more pure. The method of cultivating the spiritual grass alone is far superior to us."

"..."

Several disciples looked at Lin Yu's spiritual field and praised him again and again.

In their eyes, the spiritual herbs cultivated by Lin Yu are pure in medicinal power and full of vitality, which are obviously better than other alchemists in the sect, and they can't help feeling envious.

Lin Yu was indifferent on the surface, but when he heard the words of several people, there was a bit of arrogance in his beautiful eyes.

Ye Chunyang smiled and said nothing.

"This is Qingzhilan, what can you do to bring it back to life?"

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

Ye Chunyang took a look at what he was pointing at, and saw that the spirit grass looked like an orchid, filled with a faint fragrance, but it was weak and withered at the moment.

"Qingzhilan is known as the ten thousand spirit grass. It can be mixed with any elixir to improve its quality. It is extremely precious to alchemists. It is really lucky that this woman has cultivated one."

Ye Chunyang sighed inwardly.

He also thought about looking for Qingzhilan to make alchemy, but unfortunately the seeds of this herb are rare, let alone the finished product, so he couldn't help but feel emotional when he met here.

However, what left him speechless was that Lin Yu had cultivated such precious spiritual herbs into such a half-dead state, which was really helpless.

"Most of this Qing Zhilan has withered, and its vitality has become extremely weak. Even Senior Brother Yang can't save it, so what can he do?"

A disciple of Dao Jijing Dacheng said sarcastically, but he also obviously had scruples about Ye Chunyang, and his voice was lowered a few minutes while speaking.

"It's very true, just now we were helpless with the strength of the few of us. To say that this person has a way to revive Qing Zhilan is simply ridiculous."

The others also shook their heads and sneered.

Yang Zhenfeng didn't say a word.

After a while, he looked at Lin Yu and sighed: "Senior Sister Lin, it's not that I can't do anything. If there is still a trace of life in this Qing Zhilan, I can still use the technique of gathering spirits to gather here and improve the spirit field. impurities, it's a pity..."

On the surface it looked regretful, but the arrogance in Yang Zhenfeng's eyes was obvious.

It's not that he's not capable enough, but that Qing Zhilan is already a dead thing, no matter how powerful a person is, it's impossible to bring it back to life.

From this point of view, no matter how confident this kid is, it is nothing more than a joke.

Lin Yu frowned.

The words of Yang Zhenfeng and the others annoyed her, but it was undeniable that what the other party said had some truth.

Also as an alchemist, she didn't know that once the vitality of the spirit grass passed away, she would be powerless to recover, but Qingzhilan was so precious that no one would give it up easily.

Moreover, this spiritual herb was given to her by someone important, and it has special meaning to her. Even if the hope is slim, she still has to try it.

"My fellow Taoist, if you really have the confidence to give it a try, I suggest that you might as well try to set up a gathering spirit formation underground, so that there may be a chance to change the quality of spiritual energy in the spiritual field and bring Qing Zhilan a little life."

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

Ye Chunyang smiled.

A junior at the Dao Foundation Realm actually showed off the technique of pharmacological cultivation in front of him, it's like playing tricks.

Seeing Ye Chunyang's indifferent look, Yang Zhenfeng couldn't help frowning, and said: "Fellow Daoist, let me give you some advice, every point of Qing Zhilan's life will be lost, if you set up the formation now, maybe there is still time .”

"Oh, really?"

Ye Chunyang chuckled softly, "Your Excellency used this method to heal Qing Zhilan just now, did it work?"

Yang Zhenfeng's expression froze.

"It is true that I made a slight mistake, but I think it is because the magic circle is not yet perfect. When I go back and study it carefully, I will succeed."

Yang Zhenfeng sighed.

Among the outer disciples, his alchemy skills are admired by countless people, and he has his own comprehension in the process of cultivating spiritual grass. This time, he talked eloquently: "At present, Qingzhilan's vitality is about to be exhausted. If you use other violent techniques to forcefully inject spiritual energy , It is tantamount to counteracting the growth of a seedling, even if it can be restored to some vitality in a short period of time, it will not be long before it will be truly exhausted, and only by improving the geology will there be some opportunities."

Speaking of this, he said earnestly: "My fellow Taoist, if I guessed correctly, you should be a monk from the Northern Territory who has just joined the sect recently. For the sake of fellow disciples, Yang does not want you I annoyed Senior Sister Lin, so I made a point, I hope fellow daoists will be more careful."

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Yang to have such a unique insight into the way of cultivating spirit grass. I admire it!"

"Senior Brother Yang is worthy of being an alchemy wizard in the outer sect of our Kunlun Ruins. He is unique in all the spiritual herbs and medicines. Listening to what Senior Brother said today is better than waiting for ten years of hard work!"

"Senior Brother Yang is mighty!"

"..."

Hearing Yang Zhenfeng's pointing words, Ye Chunyang didn't speak, but the other disciples beside him were excited.

This is a talk from experience!

Among the outer disciples, many alchemists would not hesitate to spend a lot of money to ask them for their senior experience. However, Yang Zhenfeng's status is so noble that he can easily pass it on to others.

Unexpectedly, getting some guidance from him today is really better than practicing behind closed doors for many years.

"This person is really lucky. To be able to get such guidance from Senior Brother Yang when we met for the first time, this is something we can't even ask for."

"Unfortunately, this Qing Zhilan has reached the point where all the oil is exhausted, and no matter how many magic formations are used, it will be difficult for him to be revived. Even with Senior Brother Yang's guidance, he may not be able to save him."

"..."

Several disciples looked at Ye Chunyang strangely.

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

"Are you all finished?"

"It's just to save a spiritual grass, so why bother?"

Ye Chunyang shook his head lightly, and looked at the people as if they were some clowns playing monkeys, but with his calm state of mind, he really couldn't make any smiles about it.

The few people were slightly taken aback, Yang Zhenfeng saw that he obviously didn't listen to his words, his brows were furrowed, and his expression returned to the gloomy and cold look just now.

"This fellow Taoist, Senior Brother Yang kindly suggested something, why are you so ignorant?" a disciple said to Ye Chunyang bravely.

This is Lin Yu's cave, even though his cultivation level is lower than the opponent's, Ye Chunyang dare not do anything.

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

The disciple was proud of himself 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 any more, I've said it all, let's see him next. "

Yang Zhenfeng no longer looked at Ye Chunyang.

"Fellow Taoist, are you confident that you can save my Qingzhilan?"

After a long silence, Lin Yu also hesitated.

In fact, she agrees with what Yang Zhenfeng said just now. From a theoretical point of view, only improving the quality of the Lingtian can make Qing Zhilan rejuvenate.

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

All failed without exception.

Seeing that Qingzhilan was withering day by day, Lin Yu became more and more anxious, hoping that someone in the door could help her save this grass.

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

When Yang Zhenfeng and several disciples saw this, ridicule flashed across their eyes.

"It seems that Senior Sister Lin Yu asked her to the bottom of her heart. If Qing Zhilan could be saved, he would have done it a long time ago. I'm afraid he won't be able to get off the table now?"

Several people exchanged glances, all waiting for a good show.

But what Ye Chunyang said next surprised them.

"To save this grass, you only need a drop of water."

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

I saw him open the bottle cap and pour out a drop of clear water from it.

Water, just ordinary water, was slowly absorbed after dripping into Qingzhilan.

"Water?"

Yang Zhenfeng and the others rubbed their eyes, and looked at Ye Chunyang with idiot eyes.

If watering is useful, why do you need to arrange a spirit gathering array to gather spiritual energy to help Qing Zhilan grow?
The others also laughed lowly.

Lin Yu frowned lightly, Ye Chunyang's move was so unexpected that she had to wonder if this person was playing tricks on her.

However, Lin Yu didn't interrupt by a strange coincidence, and even had a faint hope.

However, as the water drops fell, the Qing Zhilan had withered for a long time, and there was no movement for a long time.

(End of this chapter)