"This thing seems unusual." Qi Xiang observed for a moment and suddenly felt this way.

The dry little tree doesn't look tall from the root to the top, and it is visually estimated to be about 20 to 30 centimeters. The tree is umbrella-shaped, with three branches divided into one twisted root, and each branch extends clearly divided branches.

After careful observation, Qi Xiang suddenly discovered that this small tree gave him a very symmetrical atmosphere.

That's right, it's evenly symmetrical. Whether it's roots, branches, or branches, they are evenly distributed, orderly, without any trace of disorder.

Qi Xiang discovered this feature and even had to doubt whether the tree was cast manually, so this rule was achieved.

While Qi Xiang was looking at him, the man in the room was also watching him.

To be precise, it was watching the camellia in his hand.

After taking a look, the man's yellow eyes lit up slightly, and then he greeted: "This fellow practitioner, please sit down and talk, how about it?"

The man did not hide his voice. His voice was a little low and vicissitudes. He should be an old man of a considerable age.

"good……"

Qi Xiang's heart moved, walked slowly over and sat opposite the man. Then he didn't feel pretentious and asked directly: "Your tree... seems to have died?"

"It's dry, but it's not dead."

This is a fact that you can see when you open your eyes. The man did not hide it and admitted it straightforwardly, but there was a turning point: "However, it has not completely died, and there is still a glimmer of life."

"Hmm?" Qi Xiang was stunned, and looked at it again, and agreed a little.

Although the tree looks like it has a yellow and black color on the surface, there is no moisture left. But if it is really dead, then the umbrella-shaped tree branches cannot be retained in such integrity, and they will definitely be broken and broken.

Most importantly, Qi Xiang also saw that although the skin on the surface of the tree roots cracked into pieces like the dried riverbed mud, it has not yet rotted, which means that the tree does have a glimmer of vitality.

"Can you save me?" Qi Xiang asked more.

"Oh, it's hard to ascend to heaven unless there is a technique to turn the sky." The man was very frank and sighed: "I spent ten years traveling all over the world to ask many people and tried hundreds of methods, but still couldn't stop it from becoming increasingly extinct and declining."

"Then you..." Qi Xiang blinked: "So you plan to sell it?"

Qi Xiang muttered in her heart, thinking that this person is too honest and the tree is about to die. Who would be so stupid that she would take over?

"Not selling..." The man shook his head and said in a low voice: "I'm waiting for the opportunity here."

"Waiting for the opportunity?" Qi Xiang said in confusion: "What does it mean?"

"I didn't understand before." The man explained: "It was mainly because some time ago, I met an expert at an old friend's house. After hearing about my heart disease, he told me a fortune teller on a whim, and then told me that the opportunity is here..."

"Then I'll come here and wait for the opportunity."

The man's plain tone suddenly felt a little turbulent: "Now when I see you, I understand the meaning of opportunity."

"Me?" Qi Xiang was stunned, then looked down at the camellia on her hand, and smiled: "I saw this pot of flowers."

"That's right..." The man nodded, his tone a little sad: "Do you know, what am I doing?"

"I don't know." Qi Xiang was very honest.

"It's also a tea tree." The man sighed: "The hundreds of years old tea tree has reached the end of its age and is about to wither and die. But this tea tree has been withering and I can't bear to leave it."

Qi Xiang nodded to express understanding. People like nowadays, they raise cats, dogs, and birds, and plant flowers and trees. After a long time, they will have feelings. Once the cats, dogs and trees die, they will definitely be very sad.

"But someone told me a folk remedy."

At this moment, the man's eyes ignited: "He told me that as long as he finds a spiritual plant similar to the tea tree, and then uses the method of transplanting flowers and connecting trees, the vitality of the tea tree may be able to be recontinued..."

"Transfer flowers and connect wood?" Qi Xiang said in surprise: "How to operate?"

"It is to mash the whole spiritual plant and apply it on the dead tree, so that it can fully absorb the nutrients in it and regain its vitality." The man explained and said anxiously: "This fellow, can you transfer this spiritual plant to me?"

"I can pay... ten million!"

The man's tone was firm, decisive, and the price was high, and he was full of sincerity.

"Ten million..."

Qi Xiang thought about it and said to him: "Can your folk remedy work? Why do I listen to it? I feel a little...a fantasy?"

"Of course...not sure works." The man paused, his voice was low, and he said silently: "Anyway, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up."

"So why?" Qi Xiang shook her head and said, "If you don't succeed, will your money be wasted, and you also wasted a precious spiritual plant, which feels too unprofitable."

The man was speechless and silent for a while before he said dejectedly: "You are right, it's because I'm too persistent. But I feel unwilling to accept it..."

"It's understandable." Qi Xiang smiled slightly and suddenly said, "If nothing unexpected happens, your old tea tree was also a spiritual plant back then."

"Uh..." The man was startled and nodded immediately: "You guessed it."

"No wonder I can't save it." Qi Xiang whispered: "If any spiritual plant lacks enough spiritual nourishment, it is like a person will have birth, old age, sickness and death. Then it is normal to go to decline and death, and you don't have to worry about it."

"You don't understand..." The man was very depressed.

"I understand." Qi Xiang interrupted: "Your spiritual plant is not an ordinary level. The tree may be more than a few hundred years old, maybe thousands of years old."

"Ah!" The man was shocked and suspicious: "How did you know..."

"Because... I happen to have some research on spiritual plants." Qi Xiang smiled slightly, suddenly stretched out a finger, and flirted with a beautiful camellia.

At this moment, the beautiful flowers trembled, and then the blooming flowers miraculously shrank, forming a bud that was about to bloom.

"ah?"

At first glance, the man next to him was shocked and very disobedient.

At the same time, the buds that were about to bloom, in the next second, were like a flash of flowers blooming. Under the man's nose, petals spread out, and finally formed a camellia as big as a bowl.

The camellia is only a few short seconds between the collection and release.

But in this short process, this camellia seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes, as if it had been transformed and degenerated, completely different from before.

The man was very moved. He could clearly judge it by comparing the camellia with other camellias.

Under Qi Xiang's guidance, the camellia was obviously rounder, more enchanting, more delicate, and bigger. The petals seemed to have sprinkled dew. A strong spiritual energy was so strong that it was filled with fragrance, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"Hiss..."

The man took a breath, then his whole body was shocked, and he hurriedly stood up and bowed: "Master, please save me, this tea tree..."

"I can't save it." Qi Xiang sat very steadily and wiped away the traces of the moon dew droplets without leaving any trace. Even if the moon dew droplets only contain a very thin bit of the imperial juice, it is enough to increase the camellia to a higher level.

When he went out today, Qi Xiang thought of the words "Sheavenly Tea Party" marked on the invitation, so he became more careful and carried a moon dewdrop. As expected, it really came in handy.

And it seems that the effect is obvious, which makes the man stunned.

"Even if your tree still has a glimmer of vitality, it is too small. As you said, unless you have the technique of turning the world back, you can stimulate and expand this vitality and revive it again."

Qi Xiang sighed and said, "But, I don't have such ability..."

After hearing this, the man was immediately depressed. Although he could not see the man's expression, Qi Xiang could understand his mood. After all, a thousand-year-old tea tree, even an ordinary tea tree, would be of high value, let alone a spiritual plant.

What is the concept of a thousand-year-old spiritual plant?

Qi Xiang couldn't imagine that in his opinion, if such things are as vibrant as camellia and lush with branches and leaves, not to mention ten million, even if they offer a price of 100 million, many people may be attracted to them.

Of course, now this tree is about to die, so it naturally loses its value.

Qi Xiang had a face on her face, and she was wearing a mask anyway, so the man couldn't see it. In short, his voice was very sincere and persuaded: "I understand your mood and your thoughts. The problem is that today is different from the past, and many situations are different."

"If this tea tree was placed hundreds of years ago, there would definitely be many ways to restore its vitality."

Qi Xiang said sincerely: "But now, it is definitely beyond help."

"Hey, I knew it would be like this..." The man said in a sad tone: "I just held one ten thousand hope."

"But..." Qi Xiang suddenly made a turn.

The man was stunned at first, then rekindled hope and said anxiously: "But what?"

"Nothing, I just want to ask, is your tea tree sold?" Qi Xiang asked, "Or, are you willing to take action?"

"Ah?" The man was stunned for a moment and didn't react.

Qi Xiang naturally explained: "This tree still has a glimmer of vitality, and the vitality lies on the roots. Although this tree cannot be saved, the roots of vitality are also relatively precious things. At least for me, it can be used, so I want to buy it, but I have to ask what you mean."

"Buy my roots?" The man shook his head without hesitation, "No..."

"Don't rush to refuse." Qi Xiang pointed casually: "What do you think about this pot of camellia?"

"You..." The man was stunned: "What do you mean by saying...?"

"Let's exchange." Qi Xiang's words made the man stunned and then fell into a state of surprise.

"exchange……"

In addition to being surprised, the man was also suspicious...

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