Fu Wenxi carefully digested the meaning of her words for a while, and then, out of curiosity, asked, "What the hell is the Green Emperor?"

"A flower. The little wildflower said dejectedly, "A flower that has achieved cultivation." ”

Fu Wenxi was about to ask, can flowers and plants also cultivate, but looking at the person in front of him, he immediately changed the topic and asked, "Little Wildflower, do you know the Nine Ghost Spiritual Grass?"

"Sinner, what do you want to do, it's just a medicine that doesn't flow into the stream. Little Wildflower shook her leaves and said, "Sinner, you are the master of the Jialan Garden, can you pursue it a little?"

Fu Wenxi directly ripped off the tie, and thought about it seriously, was there something wrong? He originally thought that this was a moving back garden, and this little wildflower was a spiritual object, and he accidentally got a wisp of spiritual energy and cultivated it.

This is not unusual, there are spiritual objects for sale on the dark web today, but the price is ridiculously expensive, and ordinary people will never dare to ask about it.

He picked it up, and he was very happy.

But now he found that something seemed wrong? This little wildflower was actually able to raise the best elixir? If this was the case, did it mean that he wouldn't have to worry if he wanted to cultivate?

"Sinner, you have such a talent, please don't waste it, okay?" The little wildflower looked at the man, and couldn't help shaking the two vines, a little hated that iron could not be made of steel.

"Why am I so talented?" Forget about anything else, Fu Wenxi was so angry when he heard such a sentence that his liver hurt, and scolded, "Little Wildflower, don't fool me, you're not praising me, you're scolding me in disguise." ”

"How...... Maybe?" stammered the little wildflower, "Sinner, although the genetic shackles in your body are not of the highest level, they are also extremely few Heavenly Tungsten Gold Shackles, and this kind of shackles are all used to punish that kind of genius-level person. ”

"Why is this so special?" Fu Wenxi couldn't help but say angrily, "Why do we all have genetic shackles on our people?"

"I said yesterday that this place of yours is a place of exile," said Wildflower. Some of your ancestors once offended the high-level of the fairy world and were sent here? I don't have all my memories, I have forgotten many things, and I really don't know, what kind of place is this place?"

"Okay......" Fu Wenxi nodded and said, "If you say that, I'll just listen, but you said that I have talent, an ordinary set of boxing skills, and I practice a few movements in a mess." ”

As he spoke, he told Xiao Yehua about the cultivation of the Mountain and Sea Fist Sutra that day, just like him, what kind of talent is he?

"Why don't you use the method of observation?" said the little wildflower in a daze, "The method of quenching the body with external forces is not suitable for you." ”

"What is the method of observation?" Fu Wenxi hurriedly asked, "It's not that I'm stupid, I'm using the wrong method?"

"Yes, I feel that since you have invisible shackles in your body, you should use the method of observation to cultivate, and it is not suitable for ordinary external forces to quench your body. Little Wildflower said.

"What is the method of observation?" Fu Wenxi asked directly.

"This-" The little wildflower hesitated for a moment, and this time said, "I can teach you the general outline of the method of observation, but I want the spirit land, the spirit beast, and the ......."

"Lingtu Lingtu, I know, I'll go get you Lingtu tomorrow. Fu Wenxi said busily.

"You did the same thing to me yesterday. The little wildflower shook the vines and said, "Sinner, if you don't have spiritual land tomorrow, don't come, or I'll beat you hard." ”

Fu Wenxi couldn't cry or laugh, it seems that the golden cicada also wants to beat him today, and now, even a small wildflower, threatens to beat him?

"That's it, who are you beating?" Fu Wenxi shook his head with a smile.

"There's still no pressure to hit you. The little wildflower sighed, a little aggrieved.

"Hey-" Fu Wenxi looked at her white and tender, pink buds, wrapped in a few bees, and asked in surprise, "This bee is not dead yet?"

"There are five left alive, and I don't know how many will survive in the end. At the mention of this, the little wildflower was also a little uncomfortable.

"I seem to have found you twelve bees, why did you kill five of them?" Fu Wenxi asked in surprise, "Are you really pitcher plants, catching bees for nutrients? Bees are really not easy to digest, I think earthworms are better." ”

"I catch bees in order to raise them into Bliss Spirit Bees, firstly, to establish a connection between me and the outside world, and secondly, to pick the pollen of the Spirit Flower for you to brew nectar for your cultivation. ”

"Why am I so heartbroken for you, a sinner, that you are also talking as much as you can?"

Little Wildflower sighed.

When Fu Wenxi heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and said, "I seem to have heard people say that some spiritual flower pollen has a strong effect?"

"Yes!" Wildflower nodded.

"Then the bees you raise, can you go out and steal other people's pollen?" Fu Wenxi asked curiously.

"Yes, but it's not so easy to get into people's back gardens, and if you don't get it right, there are strong prohibitions, and my bees will be wiped out. Little Wildflower said.

"Even if none of the above exists, what if those powerful cultivators find out and follow the breath of the Bliss Bee to come to the door?"

Fu Wenxi thought for a while, shook his head and said: "In our world, there are no tall things as you said, it's okay to think about it." ”

"Oh...... Then when I'm successful, I'll try?" said Wildflower, "All of my knowledge of your world comes from being a waste slave. ”

"What?" Fu Wenxi was a little confused.

"It's a winged slave who has been carrying me with him for a while, and I've invaded his spiritual sense, and I know more or less about your world. Little Wildflower said directly.

Fu Wenxi just looked at her blankly, he knew who the "waste" with wings in her mouth was, wasn't it Lu Qianyu?

His black ring came from Lu Qianyu, and he has always been curious, why didn't Lu Qianyu find out that this ring is a small space?

"He is a nine-rank spiritual cultivator, and it is said that the nine-rank is invincible. Fu Wenxi said in a low voice, "In our world, he is recognized by everyone as a genius. ”

"Just like him, or a genius?" Little Wildflower sneered, "Sinner, don't be kidding, if it was before, he wouldn't even be qualified to be buried at the foot of this seat." ”

Fu Wenxi touched her yellow leaves with his hand, and smiled softly, he felt that only when he was in Jialan Garden, he could smile unscrupulously without any psychological pressure.

"That's it, return to this seat?" Fu Wenxi smiled, lay down on the ground, looked at the gray sky in the Jialan Garden, and sighed softly.