After the ascent failed

Chapter 261 Why didn't you say it earlier

Ge Qing's face froze.

A group of medicine garden disciples stood there dumbfounded.

These withered spiritual herbs are the most precious in the medicine garden, and Daoist Haode and Taoist Dengxuan also value them.

Now Ye Chunyang revives the spirit grass with a drop of water, such magical skills are shocking.

Even Ge Qing had to face up to Ye Chunyang again, seeing hope from him.

But now Ye Chunyang didn't seem to intend to help him revive the spirit grass, which made Ge Qing feel uneasy.

But before he could speak, Ye Chunyang left without saying a word, and his figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

All the disciples of the medicine garden were still in shock of the resurrection of the spirit grass, and they didn't come back to their senses until Ye Chunyang completely disappeared.

"Master, this..."

The young alchemist opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say a word for a while.

"Snapped!"

Ge Qing slapped him on the face with a backhand, and said angrily: "This Ye Xiaobao has such a trick, but you all despise him one by one, you are really blind!"

The young disciple's face was livid, but he didn't dare to refute.

"Master, why don't we go and apologize to Ye Xiaobao and ask him to save these spirit herbs?" a disciple said weakly.

"You asked the old man to apologize to a handyman disciple?"

Ge Qing stared, and the disciple immediately shrank back, lowering his head and not daring to speak.

"Master, it seems that Ye Xiaobao revived this spirit grass with a drop of water just now?"

At this moment, a disciple next to him spoke.

He looked a little puzzled, and remembered certain rumors he had heard.

"That's right, don't you all see this clearly? Why ask me again?" Ge Qing said gloomyly.

The disciple shrank his neck.

He thought about it, and said suspiciously: "Some time ago, I heard a disciple of Tianqing Peak say that there seems to be someone in the outer sect who can develop a kind of magic water that can bring spirit grass back to life."

"Ok?"

Ge Qing's expression changed.

The disciple continued: "At that time, I thought this matter was absurd and didn't take it to heart. After all, outsiders don't know the way to cultivate spirit grass, but we, as alchemists, know it very well. How can there be such a miraculous thing in the world? "

"But judging from the method Ye Xiaobao used just now... Could it be that kind of divine water? And I heard that the person who developed this divine water seems to be named Ye..."

As the disciple spoke, his expression gradually became dull.

The other disciples next to him were also dumbfounded when they heard this.

"You! What! What! No! Early! Say it!"

Ge Qing almost gritted his teeth, and a simple sentence seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

"Master, calm down!"

The disciple hurriedly knelt down and said: "When I first heard about this, I should have exaggerated the truth and didn't believe it. How could such an unbelievable thing really happen in the world?"

Ge Qing couldn't be bothered to listen anymore, so he slapped the disciple dozens of feet away.

Then he said coldly: "Hurry up and follow me to the handyman's yard. If you can't ask Ye Xiaobao to help, you will chop yourself up and use them as flower fertilizer!"

After yelling at everyone, Ge Qing quickly rushed to the residence of the handyman disciple.

All the disciples in the medicine garden were stunned.

Didn't Master just disdain to come to "Ye Xiaobao" to make amends? How could the change be so fast?
The young alchemist who claimed to be the best under Ge Qing's sect had an even more ugly face.

But under Ge Qing's majesty, how could they dare to be negligent, and hurriedly followed.

The method Ye Chunyang showed just now is almost an art against the sky. If he can really save all these thousands of spirit grasses, it will be an ancient magic skill.

……

As soon as Ye Chunyang returned to the residence, before the main soul returned to the main body, Ge Qing rushed over with all the disciples from the medicine garden.

"My eyes are clumsy, I can't see the supernatural powers of my fellow daoist, so don't worry about my fellow daoist." Ge Qing said.

As he said, he cupped his hands and bowed to Ye Chunyang, and at the same time ordered all the disciples to say: "You useless things just offended Fellow Daoist Ye, why don't you hurry up and make amends?"

From the point of view of cultivation, the "Ye Xiaobao" in front of him seems to have only completed the Dao Foundation Realm, and he is still a junior in terms of cultivation, but compared to the importance of the resurrection of the spirit grass, Ge Qing thinks that this ceremony is not inappropriate.

All the disciples in the medicine garden looked at each other with wonderful expressions.

The young alchemist seemed to be stupefied, his eyes lost their focus.

But under Ge Qing's glaring gaze, even though they were unwilling, they still saluted each other.

Ye Chunyang looked indifferent.

Ge Qing's eyes flickered for a moment. He had already lowered his posture enough, but the other party ignored him so much that he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

He finally sighed, and said: "Fellow Daoists don't know something. Recently, the medicine garden has undergone frequent changes, and a large number of rare spiritual herbs have withered for no reason. This old man has tried his best, but he has not been able to save the situation."

"Even the old man thought of re-opening the spiritual field and planting a batch of spiritual grass, but it is not a one-day effort to cultivate a batch of spiritual grass, not to mention that these withered spiritual grass are extremely rare, even if a new spiritual field is opened It may not be possible to find the seeds of these spiritual grasses."

Ge Qing smiled wryly.

Ever since the spirit grass withered in the spirit field, he had already endured a lot of pressure. Even though Master Haode and Taoist Dengxuan came forward to appease him, Ge Qing could still feel that the two giants attached great importance to it.

Right now Ye Chunyang is the only chance, he has to bow his head and lower his eyebrows.

"I'm blind and offended fellow daoists, please forgive me."

A group of disciples from the medicine garden also worshiped in despair.

It would be fine if the spiritual water in Ye Chunyang's hand was obtained from other places, but he is the developer of this spiritual water, so the weight is quite different.

Once this kind of spiritual water is used in large quantities in the medicine garden, what will happen?
"Deacon Ge is quite sincere."

After a long time, Ye Chunyang said lightly.

Hearing this, Ge Qing smiled gently and said, "The old man came to make amends in person. I hope fellow Taoists can ignore the past and help my medicine garden tide over the difficulties."

"It's not impossible for me to save those withered spirit grass, but I have one condition." Ye Chunyang said.

Ge Qing was slightly taken aback, and said, "Fellow Taoist, please tell me."

Before coming here, he had already thought about the current situation, and was not surprised by Ye Chunyang's reaction.

Even Ge Qing has already thought about promoting Ye Chunyang's status, and he will no longer be a handyman from now on.

"I can help you save the spirit grass, but I want to participate in the cultivation of the medicine garden in the future, and I have the right to pick the spirit grass." Ye Chunyang said slowly.

The medicine garden in Kunlun Ruins has been built by masters of past dynasties, and there are few places in the entire world of cultivating immortals that can compare with this place. It's a pity that these disciples' pharmacological cultivation techniques are too rough, and they have cultivated the best spirit grass into crooked melons and jujubes. , Ye Chunyang couldn't stand it anymore.

Once these spiritual herbs were handed over to him for cultivation, a new situation would immediately emerge.

And if he can pick these spiritual herbs at will, he will not need to worry about his future cultivation.

This is much easier than opening up the cave by himself, then purchasing spiritual grass seeds and planting them secretly.

"can!"

Ge Qing didn't even think about it, and decisively agreed, "Fellow Taoist has divine water, and it is my medicine garden's service to be able to join the cultivation of spiritual grass. Ge can't ask for it, and there is no problem with picking the spiritual grass. The spiritual grass in the entire Kunlun Ruins The distribution is handled by our medicine garden, so it is only natural to take the medicine and make alchemy by yourself."

"However, Ge Mou has some doubts. Is Daoyou Ye also an alchemist?"

As he spoke, he looked at Ye Chunyang suspiciously.

Ordinarily, with his perfect cultivation in the Spirit Transformation Realm, it is easy to find out the details of a cultivator in the Dao Foundation Realm, but he can't see through him no matter what.

Ye Chunyang raised his hand lightly, and the fire flashed on his palm, and a ball of golden Sanwei real fire rose up.

"What a pure three-flavor real fire!"

Looking at the flames on Ye Chunyang's palm, Ge Qing's face froze, and the disciples behind him were even more shocked.

The Three Flavors True Fire can only be released by monks with the fire spirit root aptitude, which is also a prerequisite for becoming an alchemist.

But the real fire of three flavors also has strengths and weaknesses. The dark yellow fire is average, the bright yellow is medium, and the golden yellow is the best.

Able to release the golden yellow three-flavored real fire, the alchemy talent is superhuman.

"Lu Zhang is really blind!"

"Such an alchemist with supernatural qualifications was dispatched to the handyman's yard by him, it's stupid! It's so stupid!"

Ge Qing mumbled in a daze.

"Clap" sound.

The young alchemist who had been targeting Ye Chunyang everywhere in the spiritual field before sat slumped on the ground with a frustrated face.

Because the three-flavored real fire he released is bright yellow, he is highly respected among the alchemists in the medicine garden, so Ge ​​Qing cultivated it carefully.

But now compared with Ye Chunyang, he was completely crushed.

"Does Fellow Daoist Ye have any other conditions? This old man must satisfy them all!" Ge Qing said solemnly.

"That's all for now."

"But you need to give me a cave, and I will live alone with my junior brother."

Ye Chunyang pointed to the subject next to him and said.

"This is a trivial matter. The old man immediately ordered someone to mark out a treasured place in the garden, so fellow Taoists can build their own caves." Ge Qing agreed.

After finishing speaking, he ordered his disciples to go to prepare.

Ye Chunyang nodded slightly, with a slightly relaxed attitude.

"I don't know when you can save the spirit grass?" Seeing that Ye Chunyang no longer asked, Ge Qing finally asked.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chunyang said coldly: "Last night, I was investigating in Lingtian, and I'm a little tired. Let's rest for a few days. Let's talk about this matter later!"

Ge Qing frowned.

He looked at Ye Chunyang with some hesitation, the changes intensified last night, and now the spirit grass withered more and more seriously, there was no time to delay it.

"Don't worry, although those spirit grasses are withered, their vitality is still alive and they won't die for a while."

Ye Chunyang said coldly.

"Besides, more than one spiritual field in the medicine garden has dried up, and the spiritual grass to be treated is not one or two. Deacon Ge must give me some time to prepare!"

Ge Qing smiled awkwardly when he heard the words, and said, "You Daoist Ye is very right, the old man is a little impatient."

"Fellow Daoist, you can take a break, and if you need anything, you can always notify me."

"In addition, all the hands in the medicine garden can be dispatched by fellow daoists at will."

After the words fell, he left the courtyard with a group of disciples.

Ye Chunyang leaned against the back of the chair, watching Ge Qing and his party leave with a leisurely expression, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

If he hadn't set his sights on the treasured land of cultivating spirit grass in the Chinese medicine garden, he would have no intention of thinking about it. However, enjoying the privileges in the medicine garden in the future will be obviously beneficial in all aspects.

(End of this chapter)