Bad Boy Cultivation in Another World: The Merry Immortal

"Little Zhuzi, why don't you thank the master for your compliment?" Xu Ming laughed and said, "This kid is called Jin Zhu, and I was found by this old slave in a wealthy household three hundred miles away from the mountain. He actually has dual spiritual roots.【 】 The old slave saw that he was well-behaved and sensible, so he accepted him as an apprentice, but he failed to report to the master, so he asked the master to punish him."

"Okay, okay, please punish me if you don't do anything in the future. You have done everything well, and the reward is too late. Where did the punishment come from? This kid is good. You have to pay attention to it. If there is any shortage, just ask me to get it." .”

After all, Jin Zhu belonged to a rich family, so he hurriedly thanked, "Thank you, Master."

Yeoning waves him off.

Xu Ming laughed and said, "Master, with the care of Jin Zhu, the old slave can practice with peace of mind in the future, and don't have to worry about no one serving the master."

"You. Don't worry, after I consolidate the realm, I will find a way to promote you."

Ye Mengyuan was completely attracted by Kui Li tea, he closed his eyes and enjoyed it heartily.The spirit tea is full of spiritual energy, and every sip is constantly washing the shins in the body, which is comparable to a day's practice.

"Good tea, good tea."

"Fifth Elder, you should feel relieved when you come to Huanyan Mountain this time. Since you are relieved to hand over Qingming to me, I will not let you down. Within ten years, I will return you as a venerable!"

"Ten years? This... is too fast. It took the old man 200 years to break through to the Venerable realm, and another 400 years to break through to the middle stage of the Venerable. Now, he has been hovering in the middle stage for 300 years."

"That's right, ten years. Magic Mirage Mountain is full of aura. Although it's not as good as Binglang Palace, it's still considered a blessed place. One day's work here is equivalent to three days' work by the small sect. With the help of Kui Li Tea, Five yuan fruit, within ten years, Qing Ming will not be able to break through to Venerable, unless he is as stupid as a pig!"

"What? Could it be that you can openly supply Kuili tea, five-yuan fruit, and other strange things?"

"It is of course impossible to supply all the disciples in the whole mountain, but it is not a problem for Qingming, Shaobai and others."

Ye Mengyuan shook his head, and said: "This kid, you are very lucky. Brother, you make me want to stay and practice."

Ye Ning's heart moved, it would be great if Ye Mengyuan could stay.However, he believed that it was impossible for Ye Mengyuan to stay, and the Ye family would not let go.

"If the Fifth Elder is willing to wait a few days, maybe Ye can give you back a patriarch's son!"

"How do you say that? Could it be that Brother Ye still has a crimson bead plant?"

"No." Ye Ning said with a mysterious smile: "It's just that Ye Mou learned of a certain mysterious technique that can grow the crimson bead grass to infinite maturity, and then use it as the main one to refine a kind of crimson bead pill, which can be consumed by drinking it." After eating, it can also generate earth spirit roots."

"Is there such a way?" Ye Mengyuan thought for a while, after all, crimson bead grass was the key to his becoming a patriarch, even if it was for his son, he would not want to take risks. "How sure are brothers?"

Ye Ning said: "Eighty percent! However, it will take one to three years for the crimson bead grass to grow to full maturity. Are the five elders willing to wait?"

After hesitating for a long time, Ye Mengyuan said: "Brother, can you let me see the crimson bead grass first?"

"it is good."

Soon, the three entered the medicine garden.

Ye Mengyuan didn't expect that the medicine garden in Huanyan Mountain was no longer than his family's medicine garden, and there were even some varieties that he had never heard of.At the beginning, Ye Ning almost scoured all the rare and elixir in the mulberry garden, so it was strange that there were no good ones.

Finally, they saw crimson bead grass in the center of the medicine garden.

In the slight wind, the two young leaves stretched lightly, exuding a tempting medicinal fragrance.

"That's right, it's indeed crimson bead grass!" Ye Mengyuan heaved a sigh of relief, before he saw the spirit grass, he was worried. "Brother, how many crimson bead balls can be refined from this crimson bead grass?"

"As few as two, as many as five or six."

"Okay!" Ye Mengyuan gritted his teeth and said, "For Qingming, I'll wait for these three years."