That alone was enough to shock Aya,

What shocked her even more was that

The year of these herbs!

Centennial medicinal age can be seen everywhere!

"Sir, this, this ice grass...... Yes, did Aya give it to you last time?"

Aya looked at the elixir beside her, she couldn't help the curiosity in her heart, and asked.

"Can you recognize it?"

Yang Yifeng looked at Aya in slight surprise.

"Don't hide it, Mr. Aya, she is born with a certain ability to identify medicinal herbs, and she is very sensitive to their breath, medicinal properties, state, and growth, and because of this, the precious medicinal material business run by Chu Lao has always been taken care of by Aya......

Aya said respectfully, looking at the medicine garden with a deep shock.

Yang Yifeng's question undoubtedly clearly told Aya that this ice grass was the one she gave Yang Yifeng!

But when she gave it to Yang Yifeng, the year of this ice grass was only about thirty years!

But now, with a cursory induction, it can be determined that the age is definitely more than 100 years old!

If it weren't for her talent for herb recognition, she could sense a familiar breath, and she would never believe that this was the original one!

"Oh, then take a closer look at the other herbs!"

Yang Yifeng smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Aya with a hint of expectation and encouragement.

With such an innate ability, it was closer to the kind of physique he had heard of!

"Yes, sir. ”

Aya answered, and looked over one by one, but the expression on her face became more and more shocked.

Yang Yifeng looked at her quietly.

The smile on the corner of his mouth grew thicker and thicker.

Aya's movements and ways of inspecting the herbs were completely different from his perception with his powerful spirit.

Her gentle, just right movements, gentle touch, careful scrutiny, sometimes frowning, sometimes closing her eyes, her expression changed subtly, as if she could communicate with the herb, and she did not urge any true element.

Even the Divine Soul of Yang Yifeng's generation of Immortal Kings couldn't detect any energy fluctuations.

"How?"

When Aya walked around the medicine garden and returned to Yang Yifeng with a shocked expression, Yang Yifeng asked with a hint of anticipation.

"Sir, this, this seems to be all the ...... Aya gave you"

"How's it going?"

Yang Yifeng seemed to be impatient to ask.

"It's growing well, it's just ......"

"Aya, don't be so restrained in the future, since I take you in, I naturally won't treat you as an outsider anymore. ”

Yang Yifeng said.

"Yes, sir. They grow well, but they deviate a little from their nature.

"In the short term, it is true that the aura and medicinal properties of heaven and earth contained in them have been multiplied, and it seems that the age of the medicine has also increased exponentially, but in the long run, it will mutate, and the medicinal properties will also change, and the ...... will eventually be abolished."

"Do you know why this is happening?"

Yang Yifeng didn't seem surprised, and then asked.

"Environment. Each herb has different medicinal properties and needs a different growth environment, and there is a majestic vitality here, so that even if they are out of the environment suitable for them, they can maintain their vigorous vitality, and it is difficult to wither it......"

"Do you know what kind of environment they need?"

"It's not difficult to know that these herbs are all recorded. Even if there is no record, Aya can tell what kind of temperature, moisture, light, and soil she needs by their state, but it takes some time to adjust ......."

"Can you feel their breath of life, can you communicate with them?"

"The breath of life?communication?sir, this, Aya can't do it, Aya can just sense whether their state is normal, and can vaguely judge their needs, that is, it's just a feeling, and Aya can't say it clearly......"

"Not bad. You can try to communicate with them in the future. ”

Yang Yifeng smiled slightly, and continued:

"Aya, if you don't become a spirit planter, it's a waste of talent!"

"Huh, sir, who is the Spirit Planter?"

Aya was surprised.

It's not that Aya is shallow, but in the Earth Cultivation Realm, there is no talk of a spiritual planter at all.

"A profession as noble as an alchemist.

"Specializing in cultivating elixirs, managing medicine gardens, and cultivating elixirs in large quantities and batches. A powerful spirit planter can grow and cultivate a variety of precious herbs that grow in harsh environments, and even develop new varieties of herbs. A powerful spirit planter, even more important than an alchemist, is the object of competition among all the sect forces!"

When Yang Yifeng said this, he looked at Aya with blazing eyes and asked:

"Aya, would you like to be a spirit planter?"

"Sir...... Spirit planter, can you be powerful?"

Aya asked cautiously.

She could see that Yang Jiuxuan wanted her to be a spirit planter.

"Powerful spirit planters, are you still afraid that your combat power is not strong enough?

"Cultivators, in addition to talent, diligence, and luck, what they compare is cultivation resources! Cultivation resources are sufficient, even rotten wood can be used to accumulate cultivation resources to become a master! Becoming a spirit planter means that you can obtain a large number of precious elixirs, can you have less cultivation resources? With cultivation resources, can your combat power be weak? Of course, I can pass on the cultivation exercises and so on!"

"Aya is willing!"

"Okay, in that case, I'll take in the apprentices on my behalf!

Yang Yifeng said, said hello to his mother, and walked directly to the villa.

Aya was slightly stunned.

Accepting apprentices on behalf of the teacher?

Although he didn't understand what Yang Yifeng meant, he didn't dare to ask more.

also bowed to Fan Bing, and quickly followed Yang Yifeng into the villa.

Fan Bing looked at his extraordinary son, and while he was pleased, he was slightly lost.

The son grew up, broke away from her arms, and no longer needed her protection.

is also destined to have her own life, her own career, her own future, and her own woman......

Everything today is the best witness!

Even she felt like she was meeting her son for the first time.

My son is only eighteen years old!

But that bearing, that breath of looking at the world, standing proudly on the top of the mountain, worshipping everyone, becoming a bamboo in the chest, scolding Fang Xuan's spirit, the mysterious power between words, the power to control everything, dominate everything......

Where is it like an eighteen-year-old, and a teenager who has been in a coma for twelve years, and has nothing to do with the world?

What did he go through in those twelve years?

She couldn't guess.

Although I really want to know the answer, since my son doesn't say it, there is naturally a reason why she doesn't say it, and she won't ask.

I believe that one day my son will tell her, but now is not the time.

"Dandan, Tongtong, since Jiuxuan left you, from now on, you will be Jiuxuan's people. Choose your favorite room on the first floor. You also heard what Jiu Xuan said to Aya just now, Kong Yang's side, what should you do, you have to know in your heart. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

......

Aya followed Yang Jiuxuan to the roof garden.

Standing on the edge of the roof, Yang Yifeng put his hands behind his back and turned his back to Aya, who was standing respectfully.

Looking at the endless void from afar.

After a long time.

Yang Yifeng slowly turned around and looked at Aya who was standing down:

"Get on your knees. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Aya popped and knelt on the ground in front of Yang Yifeng.

But Yang Yifeng didn't accept it sideways, and the aura around his body suddenly soared, rolling True Yuan, and the power of the divine soul that made Aya feel like an ant was so strong that it couldn't be described suddenly bloomed!