Fair trade
Sure enough, the young man smiled leisurely, and his smile was like a peach blossom blooming under the spring breeze: "The Dragon Clan has come to congratulate the Phoenix Emperor on his success. Offer two ginseng fruits, please smile. β
His white jade-like palm is one, and there is a jade jade plate in the palm of the hand, and there are two ginseng fruits in the plate, which are snow-white and pink, and the eyebrows are like little dolls.
All the immortals gasped. The ginseng fruit of the dragon clan is more precious than the peach of the queen of heaven, and it is a naturally generated spiritual tree, the only one between heaven and earth.
The ginseng fruit on this tree can be immortal if mortals eat one, and immortals can grow their strength by three thousand years out of thin air, which is really a treasure.
Except for the people of the dragon clan, people from the outside world don't talk about eating, they have never seen it.
I didn't expect to send two in one go today!
It's a big deal!
A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the little phoenix emperor, and he solemnly thanked him: "Thank you to the Holy Lord of the Dragon Clan, this emperor is grateful, Uncle Yunkong, take it on behalf of the emperor." β
Yun Kong was naturally overjoyed, with these two ginseng fruits in his hand, he was afraid that the little Holy Emperor would not only be able to gain six thousand years of power out of thin air, but also immediately get rid of the phoenix body and directly turn into a human form.
Hurriedly stepped forward to solemnly put it away, and invited the young master of the dragon clan to sit down in the VIP seat, and personally entertained him.
Later, many immortals sent gifts one after another, and naturally there were all kinds of rare treasures, so I will not repeat them here.
Seeing that it was about to be noon, all the fairy furniture that should come had arrived, and the banquet was opened.
Xiao Fenghuang looked at the bustling and lively below on the stage, his black eyes flashing slightly.
The man didn't come this timeβ
Are you afraid it will embarrass him?
The corners of its mouth showed a hint of sneer, and it yawned lazily, and it was a little sleepy againβ
The ceremony finally came to a successful end, and the immortal families began to leave one after another, and the young master of the dragon clan, Hua Qianye, also left with the two protectors.
However, he did not go back to the Dragon Clan's holy land directly, but turned a corner and went to the other courtyard where Emperor Shiyin was.
In the courtyard, Emperor Shiyin was sitting under the flower stand in a leisurely white robe, drinking tea as usual.
His face was slightly pale, and his long silver-white hair had a hint of haggardness.
"The gods are so comfortable in the sound." Hua Qianye laughed and floated in.
Emperor Shiyin glanced at him, flicked his sleeves, and there was a green jade plate on the stone table, and a small pale white ball of light on the plate was dripping and rolling: "Eight thousand years of telekinesis is here, you can take it." β
Hua Qianye smiled and sat down across from him: "Why don't you do you a favor too, don't you invite me to sit down and have a drink?" β
Emperor Shiyin raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said lightly: "You exchanged the six thousand years of ginseng fruit for my eight thousand years of mental power, how can you calculate how it is cost-effective, and what else can you talk about to help?" β