After the ascent failed

Chapter 219 Kneel Down and Talk
Time passed by minute by minute.

Lingtian became more and more quiet.

Because after Ye Chunyang dripped the water, there was no change on Qing Zhilan, which made Lin Yu's heart sink gradually.

"Hehe, those who don't know are so fearless. To bring Qing Zhilan back to life with just a drop of water is simply fantastic."

"Anyone with a bit of common sense in medicine wouldn't do that, would they? What was he thinking?"

"Is it just to win the attention of Senior Sister Lin Yu? Who knows that such actions will make Senior Sister Lin go berserk?"

"..."

The disciples around Yang Zhenfeng gloated.

It is estimated that Lin Yu's violent temper is about to flare up again.

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

"Yang has already said that there is a one-ten-thousandth possibility of bringing some vitality to this grass only by arranging the spirit-gathering circle. How is it different from ordinary farmers by pouring water on it?"

Yang Zhenfeng seemed to be heartbroken.

"is it?"

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

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

Yang Zhenfeng almost blurted out.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted a little, secretly thinking that he had made a slip of the tongue.

But after thinking about it, he calmed down again, if the other party could really save Qing Zhilan 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 the words, but seeing Yang Zhenfeng's indifferent expression, they also had the same thought in their hearts.

"Then you just wait to kneel down and talk."

Ye Chunyang said lightly.

Seeing this, Yang Zhenfeng's face flashed with anger.

But what happened next made him freeze in place suddenly.

In the calmness, there was a sudden fragrance. It looked like a withered Qingzhilan a moment ago, and the branches and leaves stretched out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Including Lin Yu and several disciples, all the people present opened their mouths in amazement, and saw the spiritual light flickering on Qing Zhilan, as if awakened from a deep sleep, full of vitality.

Not only that, but in the astonished eyes of everyone, after Qing Zhilan regained her vitality, she was obviously a knot taller than before, like green grass in the spring, bringing people a tenacious vitality.

"how can that be?"

Yang Zhenfeng opened his eyes wide, his pupils constricted violently, and his expression suddenly brightened.

He couldn't understand why Qing Zhilan, who was still dead just now, became so vibrant under a drop of clear water.

This is simply subverting common sense!
"Qing Zhilan is really resurrected!"

Lin Yu also couldn't believe his eyes.

She ran over in two steps in three steps, released her consciousness to look carefully at Qing Zhilan.

The result was beyond shocking!
The vitality contained in Qingzhilan is several times stronger than before, and the medicinal power emitted is even more extreme.

It can be said that after many years of cultivating spirit grass, Lin Yu has never seen such a pure medicine. This scene is really unimaginable.

Beside Yang Zhenfeng, those disciples who were still sneering back just now, their expressions froze in an instant, their gazes looking at Ye Chunyang were like gods, and the horror in their hearts was almost like a raging sea.

"This is absolutely impossible!"

"I must be wrong!"

Yang Zhenfeng lost his focus.

The field was quiet, and everyone looked at Ye Chunyang in a different way.

Lin Yu took a deep breath, and couldn't help reaching out to caress Qing Zhilan.

This spirit herb meant a lot 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, the branches and leaves on it suddenly trembled, and the spiritual energy circulating around became unstable.

"What's going on?" Lin Yu was startled and hurriedly backed away.

But the scene that immediately appeared in front of her brought her inner complexity to its peak.

After the aura fluctuated on Qingzhilan for a moment, in Lin Yu's shocked eyes, the branch suddenly showed a little bit of dazzling fluorescence, and blossomed stamens.

"Qingzhilan actually bloomed..."

Lin Yu's body trembled slightly, and it was difficult to keep calm in her heart.

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 out. Will not bloom.

The man in front of him can make Qingzhi orchids bloom with just a drop of water, what a miraculous skill!

"He not only revived 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 was obviously at the point where it was exhausted, no matter how hard people tried, they couldn't revive it, including Yang Zhenfeng, who boasted of his extraordinary alchemy skills, was all kicked out by Lin Yu.

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

"you you……"

Yang Zhenfeng's throat was dry, and it took him a while to utter a word.

"Humph!"

Ye Chunyang snorted coldly, exerting a faint divine power, Yang Zhenfeng suddenly felt like the sky was collapsing, his body went limp, and he knelt down on the ground with a bang.

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

Things changed so fast that none of the disciples could react. Just now they thought that Yang Zhenfeng's words "kneel down and talk" were a momentary sarcasm, but they didn't expect to actually kneel in front of Ye Chunyang now, looking up at his breath. .

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

"Divine water."

Ye Chunyang said two words speciously.

"Shenshui..."

Yang Zhenfeng muttered to himself, and finally lowered his head with a "click", his forehead was deeply buried in the ground, and he couldn't lift it up for a while, his eyes revealed a look of awe towards Ye Chunyang.

What is it if it's not divine water that can instantly make a spirit grass with exhausted vitality ten times stronger?
Several other disciples saw Yang Zhenfeng who was majestic a moment ago, pointing the country, and talking about his own experience, but in a blink of an eye, he knelt on the ground and trembled like a dead dog, all of them had dry faces and looked at each other. After one glance, he fled out of the Qingshi loft in desperation.

Just now with Yang Zhenfeng's support, they dared to ridicule Ye Chunyang, now that Yang Zhenfeng is kneeling, how could they have the courage to confront Ye Chunyang?

Ye Chunyang looked at the few people who fled in a hurry, his face was expressionless, and he chased after them invisible with a divine sense.

Although he has no intention of accepting the provocations of these ants, it does not mean that he can be ridiculed by others. After tomorrow, these people will disappear from the world, and even the high-level monks in the sect cannot find any clues.

"Your method is very clever."

Lin Yu looked deeply at Ye Chunyang, and there was obviously a different color in his eyes.

"Since you helped me revive Qing Zhilan, I will fulfill my promise and give you [-] cents."

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

Ye Chunyang revived Qing Zhilan with a miraculous method, and even made it bloom. This ten-thousand-celestial value is worth more than Lin Yu.

But to her surprise, Ye Chunyang looked at her outstretched jade hand, and shook his head with a smile: "You don't need [-] cents, but I want to ask for something from my fellow daoist as a reward. I wonder if you agree?"

"You don't want immortal value? Then what do you want?"

Lin Yu was a little surprised.

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

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

"Not bad." Ye Chunyang said indifferently.

Lin Yu looked at Ye Chunyang suspiciously. With the mysterious method of bringing the spirit grass back to life, the reward was far more than [-] cents, but he was not moved here. Instead, he only needed the seeds of the spirit grass, which is really unpredictable. through.

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

Seeing Ye Chunyang's insistence, Lin Yu didn't ask any more questions, and directly took out a palm-sized jade bottle from the Qiankun bag.

"It contains the spiritual grass seeds that I cultivated in the past, you can just take them, but if fellow Taoist regrets afterwards, I will not give you the immortal value again." Lin Yu said decisively.

"Don't worry, since I want the spiritual grass seeds, I won't ask for the fairy value of the fellow daoist." Ye Chunyang took the jade bottle and nodded lightly.

He accepts earning immortal points only to exchange for spiritual grass seeds from the Lingcai Pavilion, and now he can get them from Lin Yu, which saves a lot of trouble.

To him, spiritual grass seeds are more valuable than immortal values.

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

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

"Ye Xiaobao."

Now that she is in Xiaobao's body, Ye Chunyang simply returned this girl in Xiaobao's name.

"Ye Xiaobao?"

Lin Yu muttered, looking at Ye Chunyang with deep meaning in his eyes: "May I take the liberty to ask, what is the magic water that Daoist Ye just revived Qing Zhilan?"

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

After the words fell, Ye Chunyang didn't say anything more to this woman, and left here straight away.

In fact, this spiritual water is basically the clear water that he transferred with the spiritual spoon. In the past, he kept some of the spiritual grass at random.

There is a special ripening power contained in the spirit spoon, and the clear water that is used as a medium will naturally become the divine water that can give birth to all things, so it is no problem to restore this Qingzhilan to life.

Of course, Ye Chunyang will not let the secret of Lingshao be exposed to others.

The bottle of spiritual water just now was diluted by him, otherwise, with the magic of the spirit spoon, it would not only be as simple as making Qingzhilan bloom in front of a few people.

Looking at Ye Chunyang's receding back, Lin Yu frowned slightly, and the expression in his eyes was a little dim. After standing in the spiritual field for a long time, he turned back and disappeared in the bluestone attic.

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

At this time, his eyes were dull, and he looked depressed.

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

Yang Zhenfeng murmured to himself in a daze, took a last look at Lin Yu who had disappeared in the Qingshi loft, and walked down the mountain in a daze.

(End of this chapter)