闪乐

"It's best not to go out to play in the near future. Immortal cultivators gather in Jinling City, and murders and treasures happen from time to time. If you can, stay away, try to stay as far away as possible."

"Okay, let's go back."

A group of young men responded in unison, and stood up from the ground one after another.

The brothers and sisters of the Ye family moved slowly.

Lin Qingluo stepped forward slowly, pulled Ye Qinghan away neatly, helped Ye Qingying up, and wiped her tears with some elixir on a silk handkerchief.

Visible resolution of eyelid redness.

Ye Qingying's eyes flashed with emotion, and a line of determination flashed across her eyes.

"Qingluo, I..."

"Cousin, go home first, go back and talk if you have something to say."

Lin Qingluo understood, and said with a pun: "Some things, before making a decision, it's best to ask your parents for their opinions."

"Okay, I listen to you."

Ye Qingying's heart trembled, she pursed her lips, and nodded vigorously.

*

Cave heaven and earth.

Lin Qingluo came to the medicine field and dug a hole the size of a goose egg next to the fire-yang spirit leaf. He took out the seeds of the Yinshen flower and put them in the hole, buried it with soil, and watered it with water from the spirit spring.

"Master, even if there is a living soil, it will take at least ten years for a seed to take root, grow, and mature."

The ginseng essence leaned over while licking its face, and the old **** said, "Master wants to use it to make alchemy, but it may be too late."

"Shibao."

Lin Qingluo's eyes flickered, and he summoned the little stele spirit.

"Come on."

Holding hands, Shi Bao and Tan Bao flew back from the mountain stream like a whirlwind, having fun around their master.

"Shibao."

Lin Qingluo smiled sweetly: "Having mastered the essence of the profound meaning of wood, can it promote the growth of spiritual grass?"

"able."

Shi Bao straightened his body proudly, and answered very simply.

Lin Qingluo raised his eyebrows lightly: "Start learning from now on, how long will it take to master the essence of the profound meaning of wood?"

"With the qualifications of the master, it took about a month to get a glimpse of the door."

Shi Bao rubbed his chubby face and cheeks, thinking hard: "Well mastered, half a year, it should be almost the same."

"It will take half a year, so long?"

Lin Qingluo frowned slightly, pretending to be distressed.

"Master, half a year is already fast."

Shi Bao didn't know the inside story, so he comforted his master with a smile: "Compared to the previous successors, it can be regarded as extremely fast."

"Yin God Flower, I can't wait that long."

Lin Qingluo frowned slightly, her delicate eyebrows and eyes tinged with sadness.

Shi Bao's eyes lit up: "Master found the Yinshen flower?"

"There is no mature spiritual grass."

Lin Qingluo frowned: "It's just a seed, how many years will it take to break through the ground and germinate and grow into a mature spiritual grass?"

"Shibao helps the master to give birth to seeds."

Xiaobeiling is pure and innocent, and has been tricked by the master again.

"OK."

Lin Qingluo's eyes flashed cunningly, and his eyes narrowed into small crescents when he smiled.

"Sprout!"

Unaware of it, Shi Bao clapped his little hands and giggled coquettishly, hovering above the seeds of the Yinshen Flower.

A soft green light overflowed from the chubby little hand, lightly sprinkled like starlight, escaped into the soil, and drilled into the seeds.

The seed seemed to have opened up its mind, shaking slightly in the soft soil a few times, sucking up enough water from the spiritual spring, eager to try to stretch upwards.

The new shoots burst out of the ground, and the fresh branches and leaves grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, it grew into a small tender seedling about the size of an inch.

"Wow, Shibao is awesome!"

Tan Bao was amazed to see it, clapped his little hands and applauded loudly.

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