Ye Fan left his second uncle's house and returned to Peony Garden.
Dongfang Yuan handed over a storage ring with both hands: "Master, everything is inside."
Ye Fan's spiritual thoughts penetrated into it and he was immediately moved.
There were actually a large number of dragon-changing grasses inside, and upon counting, there were a total of fifty-two plants!
There was also half a wing flowing with flames, exuding terrifying coercion and thick corpse aura, and it clearly belonged to the Bi Fang Demon Ancestor.
This stupid woman actually went to the forbidden area to avenge him, and even cut off the wings of Demon Ancestor Bifang. She didn't know whether she was injured or not.
My disciple will feel distressed!
Ye Fan touched the corners of his eyes without tears. The master was so gentle. He cried to death.
"By the way, Master, I seem to have seen the Qingfeng Sword when I came back. Where did it go?"
"..."
Ye Fan's consciousness swept away, and the Qingfeng Sword was already out of the range of the sound transmission of his spiritual thoughts.
He immediately shook his head and said: "I don't know, I'm just a little Nascent Soul, how can I command the Qingfeng Sword at will? Well, what it does has nothing to do with me."
"..." Oriental Kite.
Oh no, no, the master has sent Qingfeng Sword to do something treacherous and evil, right?
probably not.
Dongfang Yuan whispered: "Senior Su specially gave the slave family two days of leave, saying that the slave family can..."
Let’s talk later.
Dongfang Yuan's face was so red that it seemed like water dripping from her face. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak. She just covered her face in shyness.
"Just right."
Ye Fan nodded and said: "I will leave the cultivation of Ye Yun and Ye Lin to you. Guide them well for me."
"???"
Dongfang Yuan was anxious: "Master, I have more important things to do."
"This matter is quite important. You can go to the cabin on the island in the middle of the lake and wait. Oh, by the way, if you eat the two Dragon Transformation Grasses, you can quickly be promoted to the Golden Elixir."
"Oooh, bad master."
Dongfang Yuan went to Jiming Lake crying.
…
With Su Qinghuan's supplies, excluding those eaten by Ye Yun and the others, there were still sixty-five dragon-changing grasses left.
This is obviously a rare treasure, the kind that requires burning a lot of incense to eat one, but now there are so many that Ye Fan is in trouble for a while.
"There are still seven more than a thousand years old, one for each of Liu Yingying and Liu Yiyi, one with leaves... Well, plant the rest in the ancient jade space and take them as you wish."
But Ye Fan soon discovered a problem.
The Dragon Transformation Grass he picked was cut in half by Xue Yue Sword and had no roots. Therefore, it cannot be replanted in the spiritual field, and it cannot survive if it is planted by force.
The Dragon Grass that Su Qinghuan picked was uprooted and the roots were intact. It was contaminated with a lot of spiritual soil. It would definitely survive if planted.
Thinking of the powerful Demon Ancestor Bi Fang, although he was a corpse controlled by mysterious power, his strength should not be underestimated. But even so, his wings were chopped off by Su Qinghuan, and more than fifty dragon-changing grasses were forcibly taken away... …
"As expected of my good master."
With emotion, Ye Fan planted the dragon grass sent by Su Qinghuan in the spiritual field. As for his, he gave all to Liu Yingying and the girls.
Dragon grass?
Dog's tail grass!
Now that I don’t have any money left, I can eat whatever I want without feeling any distress.
"ah!"
Nangong Wan's scream came from the ancient jade space: "Bifang Demon Ancestor's wings, Ye Fan, you, you... how did you do that!"
"Bifang? He's just a minor character. Kill him with one sword."
"..."
Nangong Wan hesitated and said, "But I saw you when you ran away in embarrassment last time."
"Wan'er, do you know it's easy to lose friends if you tell the truth?"
"Then say it again."
"Bifang? He's just a minor character. Kill him with one sword."
"I didn't see you running away in embarrassment last time."
"You've lost me as a friend!"
Ye Fan turned around and was about to leave, and the ice coffin exuding a little bit of coldness floated over quickly: "Oh, I was just kidding. After all, the blood of the Demon Ancestor, even if it is not the blood of the heart, is still very useful, don't waste it."
There was no need for Nangong Wan to remind him.
Ye Fan had already inspected it. Although this half of the wing was in perfect condition, there was not even a drop of blood in it, not even the wound.
"Fortunately, this half of the wings can be refined into a magic weapon. What kind of magic weapon can it be refined into?"
Ye Fan fell into deep thought, called Qianqiu Ding and asked: "What are these wings suitable for?"
"Buzz!"
"A fan? No, no. Not even a defensive magic weapon. It's so ugly to be covered in feathers. Huh?"
Ye Fan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Feathers are used as arrow feathers, and bones are used as arrowheads and arrow shafts. This is a good idea!"
Bi Fang Demon Ancestor is good at fire.
The wing feathers already contain demonic fire.
If there are hidden in it Ye Fan's pure Yang heart fire that burns all things, and Shen Hua's netherworld fire that freezes all things, the three flames explode at the same time, even if the monk at the peak of Nascent Soul is unprepared, To suffer a heavy blow!
"Okay, okay, just do it."
Ye Fan reached out to pluck the feathers from his wings, but... he couldn't pluck them out.
Ye Fan used the power of the realm, but still couldn't pull it out.
Ye Fan gave up instantly. He never embarrasses himself. He cupped his fists and said, "I'm sorry for bothering you, Senior Qianqiuding."
Qianqiu Ding: "..."
No, you kid is going to draw a big pie for me, but if you don’t even draw the pie, will you be working in vain?
Even the most evil-minded weapon refiner would not carry such a magical weapon.
"Oh, right."
Ye Fan slapped his forehead and said: "I promised Qin Yun last time that I would go to Penglai Immortal Palace to see her when I have time. Do you always have time to go with me?"
Not only do people feel homesick, but there are also magic weapons.
At that time, the saint was abducted by the first generation of the Jade Girl Temple, and she left her hometown.
Now that two thousand years have passed, the first generation temple master and the saint have died. I wonder if there are any old friends in Penglai Immortal Palace?
Thinking about it.
Qianqiu Ding lost his mind for a moment.
After a long time, Ding's body trembled slightly, saying that he would go all out and use Bi Fang Demon Ancestor's wings to create the best arrows, which would definitely live up to Ye Fan's trust.
now.
Ye Fan, who returned to Peony Garden, pinched his chin and said to himself: "With a good horse and a good saddle, you can't live without a top-quality long bow if you have top-quality arrows, right? Among the three holy places, only Penglai is famous for its weapon refining. Don’t let me down too much.”
"..."
The Xueyue Sword that always surrounds Ye Fan trembles.
It looked at the kid in front of it, who was simply more terrifying than the previous female devils of Jade Girl Temple.
Although the other patrons are all lunatics and demons, the most extreme ones are nothing more than killing and killing.
It's good for Ye Fan, forget about the PUA people, even simple magic weapons like them...
What a crime.
Might as well lie in the princess's tomb and collect ashes!
Oh no, the princess's tomb is gone, and the Mermaid Princess has been deceived into settling in the ancient jade space.
That's okay.
…
In March, there was the awakening of insects, spring thunder suddenly struck, and a light rain fell in Donghai City.
Liu Yingying was busy for a long time after the New Year, and finally came to an end at the end of the first lunar month. She rarely slept in, but was woken up by thunder in the early morning.
She stretched herself out of bed and saw Ye Fan standing by the window. She hugged Ye Fan from behind and said softly: "What are you looking at?"
"It's raining."
