Chapter 228: Why didn't you become a Buddhist cultivator?
"As for the blood lotus seeds, it is said that the blood lotus seeds have exceeded the ninth level and can regenerate human flesh and white bones." After Ye Mo finished speaking, he added, "No one knows how effective the blood lotus seeds are. After all, no one has seen it."
Now that I can see the blood lotus root, it is an eye-opener. I will have to improve my book compilation after I go back.
Rong Yueyuan nodded.
Ye Mo said, "Once this thing falls into the devil world, I don't need to tell you how serious the consequences will be, right?"
Of course Rong Yueyuan knew that, so he said, "It's just a coincidence for us."
It's a good thing that I came, otherwise I wouldn't dare think of the consequences.
"You have done a great job!" Ye Mo said, he closed the lid and returned the box to Rong Yueyuan, "It's safer to leave this thing here with you."
Once this thing falls into the demon world, at least half of the immortal world will be killed or injured. Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi have made great achievements again!
Rong Yueyuan didn't hesitate, he took the box and put it away.
Ye Mo turned around and saw Song Yizhi squatting by the pool playing in the mud. He turned to look at Rong Yueyuan.
What is this kid Yizhi doing?
"She's looking for seeds." Rong Yueyuan said.
seed?
Ye Mo suddenly became interested. He took two steps forward, bent down and watched Song Yizhi rummaging around with his hands behind his back.
After a while, Song Yizhi found another part of the root system.
Looking at an old seed hanging in the root system, Song Yizhi exhaled.
It's finally found.
After throwing the roots and old seeds to the edge of the pond, Song Yizhi threw away the bamboo pole and stood up, raised his hand and saluted Ye Mo, "Uncle Ye."
Ye Mo waved his hand, "No need to be polite."
Song Yizhi responded, she retracted her hand and her eyes fell on Rong Yueyuan.
Rong Yueyuan understood.
He raised his hand and used his spiritual power to brush through the roots. The roots all floated in the air, and the mud and blood stains on them disappeared instantly.
Song Yizhi took out a box, Rong Yueyuan waved his hand and put the root system and the old seed into the box.
Looking at the two people who had a tacit understanding, Ye Mo always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.
When he saw the clean old seeds, Song Yizhi understood where the blood lotus roots came from.
Jiang family, oh no, those demon cultivators are really generous!
Ye Mo walked up and looked at the old man in the box, his expression became complicated.
Ye Mo closed the lid and signaled Song Yizhi to put the box away. He turned to Rong Yueyuan and said, "This is the seed of the Nine-Pin Blue Twin Lotus."
The blue twin lotus is a treasure of heaven and earth. If it is constantly irrigated and nourished with blood, it is very possible to nourish the blood lotus root.
"This Jiang family..." Ye Mo wanted to scold but couldn't.
The blood lotus root has been developed, and the old seed of the blue twin lotus has been used up.
A good ninth-grade spiritual plant seed is so useless!
Excessive waste of natural resources is not enough to describe the Jiang family!
Rong Yueyuan said, "You might as well think better of it. This bloody lotus root hasn't fallen into the demon world yet, otherwise you can research the antidote..."
Ye Mo raised his hand and waved to signal Rong Yueyuan to shut up and stop talking about such a scary topic.
He still wants to live until he ascends, so we really don’t have to do anything difficult for him every day!
Rong Yueyuan shut his mouth.
Song Yizhi glanced at the box in his hand and asked, "Uncle Ye, won't you take it back and cultivate it?"
Ye Mo shook his head and said, "This old blue twin lotus seed has become useless. Even if I try to cultivate it, I can't do it at all. You can keep it as a souvenir."
It would be a good thing for her to take a look at it and review the past when she has some free time.
Song Yizhi nodded and put the box into the storage bracelet.
When I have time, I will go to the space of the Phoenix Bracelet and see if I can bring this old seed back to life.
"Leave." Ye Mo patted Rong Yueyuan's shoulder and left, tearing up the space.
The alchemist conference in Yaowang Valley cannot be separated from people.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Mo disappeared.
Song Yizhi's eyes fell on Rong Yueyuan.
Rong Yueyuan searched it with his spiritual consciousness, confirmed that nothing was missing, and then took Song Yizhi back to the ground.
Bathed in the warm sunshine, Song Yizhi squinted his eyes comfortably.
Rong Yueyuan spoke warmly, "Later I will ask the Buddha to come over and redeem the bones inside."
Song Yizhi nodded, then tilted his head and looked at Rong Yueyuan.
In this way, if Rong Yueyuan was a Buddhist cultivator, it seems... there would be no sense of disobedience at all!
Looking at Song Yizhi's shining eyes, Rong Yueyuan knew that what she was thinking was definitely not something good.
After thinking about it, Song Yizhi asked, "Fifth Elder, why didn't you become a Buddhist cultivator in the first place?"
"..." He knew it!
Rong Yueyuan was immediately amused and angry.
What kind of Buddhist practice does he think he is?
"Song Yizhi, you are thinking nonsense every day, aren't you?" Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and poked Song Yizhi's forehead, the force was very light, and his behavior was full of helplessness.
How does he look like a Buddhist?
After he becomes a Buddhist, does he still have to return to secular life?
Why bother.
Song Yizhi pulled Rong Yueyuan's hand away and said seriously, "I'm serious."
The temperament of that Buddhist disciple is somewhat similar to that of Rong Yueyuan.
Just imagine, after Rong Yueyuan was tonsured, he changed into a monk's robe and carried a Buddhist bead. There was no violation, and he even became more spotless.
"I don't have the compassion to save all sentient beings." Rong Yueyuan spoke directly to break Song Yizhi's random thoughts.
He really doesn't have the heart of a bodhisattva who is compassionate and compassionate, and he can't do anything like rescuing people in trouble.
Song Yizhi curled his lips.
But Rong Yueyuan looked really compassionate!
It's a pity that he doesn't want to practice Buddhism.
Rong Yueyuan was too lazy to pay attention to Song Yizhi's wild ideas and said, "I'll take you to Ye Hanxing's place."
Song Yizhi responded obediently.
Returning to the courtyard, Rong Yueyuan warned, "I'll go back and see how the situation is in Lianhua Town. You just stay here."
Song Yizhi said "Oh" and then waved Rong Yueyuan off.
Ye Hanxing was refining elixirs, and it was not easy for Song Yizhi to go in and disturb him.
She walked around the yard and finally sat on a stool leaning against the stone table to bask in the sun.
While basking in the sun, Song Yizhi was thinking about the mission.
Who exactly is their mission target?
Song Yizhi turned his head and was lost in thought for a while.
Uncle Qu suddenly appeared at the door of the courtyard. Seeing Song Yizhi leaning lazily on the stone table, he raised his hand and saluted with a hint of respect, "Miss Song."
Song Yizhi was startled. She looked up at Uncle Qu at the door and said, "What's wrong?"
"The eldest lady wants to see you." Uncle Qu said.
Lan Ruoming?
Thinking of that attractive girl, Song Yizhi nodded and prepared to get up and follow Uncle Qu, "I'll go right away."
It happened that she also asked Lan Ruoming if she was feeling better.
Uncle Qu said, "The eldest lady will come over later. I just came to ask a question and see if it is convenient for Miss Song."
Song Yizhi raised his eyebrows slightly, then leaned back and said, "It's convenient."
Uncle Qu bowed and turned to leave.
Song Yizhi took out a piece of dried fruit from the storage bracelet and was thinking about Lan Ruoming's situation while eating it.
How could the eldest lady of the Lan family have charm/poison in her body?
This is so strange.
Song Yizhi was curious for a moment and then gave up.
This kind of thing must involve a lot, and she has no interest in knowing the Lan family's secrets. After all, the more she knows, the sooner she will die.
After eating the dried fruit, Song Yizhi turned around and lay down on the table.