Chapter 400: Three-year period
"Little bead, don't you thank the master for complimenting?" Xu Ming said with a smile: "This kid's name is Jin Zhu, and he was found by an old slave in a rich family three hundred miles outside the mountain, and he actually has dual spiritual roots. When the old slave saw that he was well-behaved and sensible, he took him as an apprentice, and failed to report to his master, so he asked his master to punish him. ”
"Okay, okay, don't ask for punishment at every turn in the future, you have done everything outstandingly, it's too late to reward, where is the punishment? This kid is good, you have to pay with your heart, if there is any shortage, come to me directly to get it." ”
After all, Jin Zhu belonged to a big family, and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, master." ”
Ye Ning waved him down.
Xu Ming said with a smile: "Master, with the golden bead being careful, the old slave can also cultivate with peace of mind in the future, and there is no need to worry about no one serving the master." ”
"You. Don't worry, after I have consolidated my realm, I will be in place for you to find a way to be promoted. ”
Ye Mengyuan was completely attracted by Kwai Licha, he closed his eyes and enjoyed it happily. In the spiritual tea, the aura is full, and every sip is constantly washing the shin bones in the body, which is comparable to a day's cultivation.
"Good tea, good tea. ”
"Fifth Elder, you should be relieved that you have come to Mirage Mountain this time. Since you can rest assured that Qingming will be handed over to me, I will not let you down. Within ten years, I will return you a Venerable One!"
"Ten years...... It's too fast. It took the old man a full two hundred years to break through to the Venerable realm, and it took another four hundred years to break through to the middle of the Venerable Realm, and now, he has been wandering in the middle stage for three hundred years. ”
"Yes, ten years. The Phantom Mirage Mountain is full of aura, although it is not as good as the Binglang Palace, but it can be regarded as a blessed land, and the work of one day here is worth the work of the small sect for three days. Supplemented by Kui Li Tea and 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 supply such strange things as Kwai Li tea and five-yuan fruit?"
"Of course, it is impossible to supply all the disciples in the whole mountain, but Qingming, Shaobai and others are not a problem. ”
Ye Mengyuan shook his head and said, "This kid, your luck is too good." Brother, you said that I want to stay and cultivate. ”
Ye Ning's heart moved, if Ye Mengyuan could stay, it would be better. However, he believed that Ye Meng was far from staying, and the Ye family would not let go.
"If the fifth elder is willing to wait a few days, maybe Ye can return you a sect master's son!"
"What do you mean by that? Could it be that Brother Ye still has a Zhuzhu grass?"
"Definitely. Ye Ning smiled mysteriously: "It's just that Ye learned of a certain mysterious secret technique that can spawn the Zhuzhu Grass to infinite maturity, and then use it as the main thing to refine a Zhuzhu Pill, and after taking it, it can also generate the Earth Spirit Root." ”
"Is there such a method?" Ye Mengyuan thought slightly, after all, the Zhuzhu Grass was the key to him becoming a sect master, even if it was for his son, he wanted to take risks. "How sure are you brother?"
Ye Ning said: "Eighty percent! However, it is estimated that it will take one to three years for the Zhuzhu 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 Zhuzhu grass first?"
"Good. ”
Soon, the three of them entered the medicine garden.
Ye Mengyuan didn't expect that the medicine garden in Phantom Mountain was no longer than his family's medicine garden, and there were even some varieties that he had never heard of. I think that at the beginning, Ye Ning almost looted all the rare elixirs in the entire mulberry garden, so it was strange that there were no good goods.
Finally, in the center of the medicine garden, they saw the Zhuzhu grass.
In the slight wind, the two young leaves stretched faintly, exuding an alluring medicinal fragrance.
"Yes, it's indeed the Zhuzhu Grass!" Ye Mengyuan breathed a sigh of relief, before he saw the spirit grass, he had a heart. "Brother, how many Bead Pills can be refined from this Bead Grass?"
"As little as two, as much as five or six. ”
"Okay!" Ye Mengyuan gritted his teeth and said, "For Qingming, I will wait for these three years." ”