However, there was not even a sign of germination.

Yesterday she had almost exhausted all means, and she was at a loss.

What can we do today?

If she can't grow the Epiphany Flower all the time, won't she never see her baby?

He was dejected, when suddenly the door was pushed open.

The cold night ran in in a hurry, shouting, "Miss Jun, Miss Jun, you...... Come out and have a look!"

"What are you looking at?" Mu Yan glanced at him with a lack of interest.

What is there to go out and see, even if Di Mingjue is now stripped naked and dancing outside, she is ......

Well, in that case, she'll still go out and watch!

"It's Tan Linghua!Tan Linghua!!" Han Ye gasped, his voice was incoherent because of excessive excitement, "Miss Jun, Tan Linghua it...... It's sprouting!"

"What?!!" Mu Yan stood up from his position abruptly.

stared at him for a long time, and then suddenly came back to his senses, what did the cold night say.

Epiphany has sprouted?!Is it really fake?

Didn't you even react at all yesterday?

......

On the turquoise medicine field, the pale blue shoots are so conspicuous and beautiful.

Even in early summer, when the weather is so hot.

The pale blue stems and leaves seem to be made of ice crystals.

In the sunlight, you can still see the intricate textures inside.

"It's so beautiful!" Han Ye came over behind Mu Yan and couldn't help but admire, "It turns out that this is Tan Linghua." ”

You must know that among the Three Realms, no one has been able to cultivate the Epiphany Flower for thousands of years.

No matter how many treasures there are in the world of cultivating immortals, they have never seen it in the cold night.

No one can cultivate it for a thousand years!

But Miss Jun actually let the seeds of the Epiphany Flower germinate.

Looking at Mu Yan in the cold night, he couldn't help but be full of admiration.

But Mu Yan frowned slightly.

Because she found that although the Tan Ling Flower had sprouted, there were tiny and almost invisible black dots in the branches and leaves.

When the aura penetrates, you can feel that those small black dots are devouring the vitality of the seedlings of the Epiphany Flower.

And I don't know if it's an illusion.

Mu Yan always felt that the black dots were slowly becoming more and bigger.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Mu Yan finally confirmed.

That wasn't her delusion, the black dots were really devouring the vitality of the Epiphany flower seedlings.

If left unattended, it only takes half a day for this immature seedling to wither and die.

According to the records of ancient books in the space, for thousands of years, it is not uncommon for anyone to make the Epiphany flower sprout.

However, even if the sprouting Epiphany Flower will wither quickly.

It doesn't bear fruit at all.

And if Mu Yan doesn't do anything, he will only follow in the footsteps of these people.

She pondered for a moment, then took out three more seeds of the Epiphany Flower and buried them in the soil.

The Heavenly Demon Qin appeared out of thin air, Mu Yan's figure turned, his white clothes were lightly raised, and he sat down cross-legged beside the medicine field.

I wanted to say on a cold night: The ground is cold and dirty, how can Miss Mu Yan sit here.

However, the melodious sound of the piano had already sounded.

And under the sun, the girl's face looked so focused and dazzling, so that the cold night swallowed all the words back into her stomach.

I always feel that Mu Yan at this moment is awe-inspiring and dusty, noble and graceful, so that people don't dare to disturb or blaspheme at all.

Cold Night silently swallowed what he wanted to say back into his stomach and stepped aside.

The sound of the piano is melodious and light.

。