Let you deliver food, you become the savior?

Chapter 289 Mutation of the Other Side Flower!
"Yes."

Granny Meng nodded, and asked Wang Yang with a smile, "How are the Bianhua flowers I asked you to plant last time?"

"Doesn't it take a month and a half to mature?"

Wang Yang asked suspiciously: "It's only been half a month now, and I haven't paid attention to the situation inside."

"I'm going to take a small part of the seedlings first." Meng Po explained helplessly: "Take a little vacancy. Although the effect is weak, it's better than nothing. You can continue to plant most of them."

"That's right, I'll take a look now."

As soon as Wang Yang thought about it, he sensed the vase of spirit void that had melted into his hand.

I saw that on the cloud-shrouded land, there were many seedlings of Bianhua flower, swaying vigorously and thriving.

Even at the seedling stage, it has initially taken shape. The buds are like a shy girl, they have not fully bloomed, but they have a special beauty.

"It's growing well." Wang Yang couldn't help admiring.

suddenly.

He was stunned to the ground!
because!

Among the many red buds of the Bianhua seedlings, unexpectedly... There is a bud that looks particularly abrupt!

Cool ice blue! ! !

ice blue……

Wang Yang's pupils shook!
He couldn't help thinking of what Po Meng said last time when he asked him to plant flowers.

The other shore flower is normally red, but there is a kind of ice blue!
Variation of the other side of the flower!
There are very few, even Meng Po, who has been dealing with Bianhua for endless years, has only met five plants!
And the mutated Bianhua can make people feel the breath of heaven and earth in a single thought!
Even a martial artist who has practiced the garbage breathing method, as long as he reaches the perfection of body training, he can step into the innate realm through the mutated Bana flower! ! !
"This this……"

Wang Yang was stunned speechless.

Po Meng, who was in front of her, showed a worried expression, "Wang Yang? Could it be that there is something wrong with this batch of crucial Bana flowers?"

At that time, the ghost gate was attacked, and the influx of yang energy polluted most of the existing Bana flowers, which could no longer be used to make soup, so they were in short supply. Take some seedlings away.

"No, there are no mistakes."

Wang Yang came back to his senses, smiling from ear to ear.

"Oh?" Granny Meng was a little puzzled, "You're so happy after looking at the Lingxu Vase?"

"Haha, to be honest, there is a Bianhua flower with ice blue buds." Wang Yang's eyes flashed with excitement, "Sister Meng, you said at the time that the mutated ones will be planted." It belongs to me, and I will not go back on my word."

"Dragon Elephant Heaven and Earth Collapse" is about to be in place, and then use purple gold celestial ginseng to open up my own blood to the perfection of body training.

At that time, when the mutated Bianhua flower matures, wouldn't it be possible to step into the innate realm by virtue of this?
Having a perfect foundation of bones, tendons, and blood is simply a qualitative change from a carp jumping over the dragon's gate!

"what?!"

Meng Po was also stunned, "It's true!"

"real."

Wang Yang smiled, "Thank you very much. If I hadn't asked me to plant flowers, I'm afraid there would be no surprise now."

"You guy, your luck is really... really against the sky."

Granny Meng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Suddenly I feel a little regretful. The probability is one in a million. From the beginning until now, I have only encountered five mutated Bianhua flowers. Fortunately, one of them will appear as soon as I come up."

"Hey, let's get down to business, how many seedlings to get?" Wang Yang hurriedly returned to the topic, otherwise he would be caught by the other party while chatting, and there would be no place to cry.

"One hundred plants."

Madam Meng said.

"it is good."

Wang Yang locked on a hundred seedlings on the ground, and said silently in his heart: "The sky is big and I am the biggest, let it go!"

They were completely removed to the ground outside.

This is the Huangquan Road in the underworld, there is no possibility of worrying about Yang Qi pollution, so it is directly taken out.

Granny Meng put it away, and then she blinked her beautiful eyes at Wang Yang, "Are you free to come and sit with me? It's rare to see you, let's drink some tea and chat."

"No, no, I have something urgent."

Wang Yang smiled awkwardly, turned around and walked towards the elevator.

"Pfft." Granny Meng couldn't help but smile, she was purely teasing the other party, the Mutated Bana Flower was precious, but with her status, she wouldn't go back on what she said.

What's more, in Po Meng's mind, being owned by Wang Yang is not a waste of money!

……

Soon after.

Wang Yang returned to Wu County in Yangjian from the elevator.

Double Happiness is coming, and you can walk with ease!

Without wasting any time, he drove back to Su's house in Xu Town in his pink mini.

"came back?"

Su Yinran put down her phone.

"Ah."

While chatting with her, Wang Yang twitched his fingers, and said to Master Ting who was sleeping on the sofa, "Hey, guess what surprises I have this trip?"

"A surprise?"

Master Ting rolled his eyes, "Could it be that you have met a practical boss-level soul?"

Inheritance of blessings, there are some tasteless ribs that are difficult to use.

Therefore, in the eyes of one person and one dog, there is a distinction between the practical type and the tasteless type.

Wang Yang said mysteriously: "The Bianhua flowers I planted have a mutation!"

"Fuck, fuck!"

Ting Ye gave an excited Lao Gao, "So you can't take off in martial arts?!"

……

evening.

Wang Yang and Su's mother and daughter had dinner, greeted them, and drove out of the house alone.

The target is Wu Zixu's tomb.

The location was not far outside the town. He parked his car on the side of the road and took out the Holy Sword of the Son of Heaven, which was owned by King Wu Fucha.

Carrying the big sword, he came to the grave.

On the body of the sword is the imprint left by Wu King Fu Chai last time.

Wang Yang looked at the ancient tombstone in front of him, "Wu Zixu's tomb".

next moment.

He held the Holy Sword of the Son of Heaven horizontally in his hand, and touched the mark on it with his fingertips, "Upper body!"

In an instant.

Wu Wang Fucha, who had been waiting for a long time in the Department of Duhun, came back...

(End of this chapter)