Bright Moon Peak.
A middle-aged man who looked to be forty-five years old stood aside cautiously, and beside him stood a young man with a pale face.
Not far away, Rong Yueyuan was sitting at the table. He took a sip of warm water and placed the ordinary tea cup in his hand on the table.
The neither light nor serious voice seemed to fall on Rong Yi's heart, and he couldn't help but raise his head to look at Rong Yueyuan.
He was obviously a junior who was a lot younger than him, and he looked gentle and elegant, but for some reason, he felt a sense of fear in front of him.
Rong Yueyuan glanced sideways, "So you came here today to ask for medicine?"
Rong Yi responded, he raised his hands and cupped his fists and bent down with a humble and sincere attitude, "If it weren't for a rare and rare treasure like the blood jade brown lotus, I wouldn't dare to shamelessly ask for it in front of the fifth elder. Rong Yan The child has been poisoned, and if blood jade palm lotus is not used as medicine, his life will not be long."
Rong Yueyuan listened to the same words as before, and his eyes fell on the young man.
His face was pale and his lips were blue, and he looked like he would not live long.
Rong Yueyuan's calm voice slowly sounded, "Master Rong, if you want medicine, you should go to the second elder."
How could Rong Yi not hear Rong Yueyuan's rejection? But before he approached Rong Yueyuan, he had already approached the second elder.
The second elder said that not only were spiritual plants like the Blood Jade Palm Lotus rare, they were mainly because they were highly poisonous, had a strange fragrance, were very dangerous, and were difficult to feed.
There was one tree before, but it was taken away by Rong Yueyuan. Now the cultivated one is not yet mature, and the fastest one will take three hundred years to mature.
He couldn't afford to wait for three hundred years, so he found Rong Yueyuan in despair.
"I have already gone to see the second elder." Rong Yi bent his waist even more. He risked his life for this talented junior in the clan. "The second elder said that the blood jade brown lotus was taken away by you. I am willing to pay a high price to him." The fifth elder exchanges the blood jade palm lotus."
Rong Yueyuan frowned.
He does have the Blood Jade Brown Lotus in his hand, but he also needs the Blood Jade Brown Lotus.
This time, Rong Yi and Rong Yan could only return empty-handed.
When Song Yizhi arrived at the peak with a bamboo basket and a flying magic weapon, he felt that the atmosphere at the peak was not good.
"Fifth Elder." Song Yizhi obediently raised his hand to say hello.
Rong Yueyuan waved his hand and looked at the vegetables in Song Yizhi's bamboo basket, "get out of class ends very early today."
Song Yizhi nodded. She glanced at Rong Yi and Rong Yan, and said to Rong Yueyuan, "Fifth Elder, are you busy first?"
What is he busy with? Now he just wants to chase away the guests.
Thinking of Song Yizhi's mouth, Rong Yueyuan said, "They asked for the blood jade palm lotus. The second elder's blood jade palm lotus needs three hundred years. I have it but I won't give it to me."
In one sentence, Rong Yueyuan explained the cause and effect clearly.
When Rong Yi heard Rong Yueyuan's straightforward rejection, his face turned gray and a little desperate.
Does Rong Yan really have no chance of survival?
Feeling Rong Yueyuan's coldness, Song Yizhi nodded.
Okay, this is to let myself solve the problem for him.
Seeing that he was easy to talk to, I helped him solve the problem.
Under Rong Yueyuan's gaze, Song Yizhi placed the bamboo basket on the ground, lowered his head and rummaged through it for a while, then took out a wilted flower from the bottom and handed it over, "This?"
Rong Yueyuan and Rong Yi looked sideways.
The flower in Song Yizhi's hand was blood-colored, with a white band at the end of the petals. The palm-sized flower was so torn and wilted that it still looked beautiful, and a faint fragrance floated in the air.
Rong Yi's eyes widened immediately. He couldn't believe that the wilted wildflower-like flower in Song Yizhi's hand was the Blood Jade Palm Lotus that he couldn't find in countless places!
Rong Yueyuan was also stunned for a moment, and said slightly surprised, "How could you have it?"
He had personally experienced how difficult it was to find the Blood Jade Brown Lotus.
"It was planted on the edge of the field." Song Yizhi threw the wilted Blood Jade Palm Lotus on the ground with his backhand, "I was young and ignorant, so I planted it because I thought it looked pretty. Later, it grew everywhere and the flowers were so fragrant that I felt sick. , I pulled them all out in one fell swoop, but I didn’t expect that something would slip through the net!”
Thinking of the sad feeling of frantically pulling flowers while sneezing in the field, Song Yizhi couldn't help but grit his teeth.
If she plants blood jade brown lotus, she will be a dog!
Rong Yueyuan was silent.
Rong Yi: "..."
He looked at the blood jade brown lotus that was thrown to the ground by Song Yizhi, and almost lost his breath.
If it weren't for the calmness and stability he had accumulated over the years, he might have pounced on and carefully picked up the blood jade palm lotus that had been ruined by Song Yizhi.
Although Rong Yueyuan was not as rude as Rong Yi, he was still shocked, "The blood jade brown lotus is poisonous, and the strange fragrance is also poisonous."
Song Yizhi nodded, "I know."
You know, so you still plant it?
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, not knowing what he was thinking. He stood up and walked to the bamboo basket and looked down.
A layer of blood jade brown lotus was used by her like a weed to cushion the vegetables.
Rong Yueyuan: "..."
In any case, the Blood Jade Brown Lotus is a sixth-grade spiritual plant, right?
Is this a scene that the second elder would be furious to see?
"..." Rong Yueyuan looked up at Song Yizhi and said with a somewhat complicated mood, "Song Yizhi, do you want to poison yourself?"
The whole body of the Blood Jade Brown Lotus is poisonous. A little bit of flower juice can poison a foundation-building monk to death, and the strange fragrance can make people lose their minds and become obsessed during practice.
There is no other explanation for planting blood jade palm lotus in your residence other than seeking death.
"..." Song Yizhi choked.
She never thought of dying so hastily!
"Isn't this pretty?" Song Yizhi curled his lips, "And it's easy to make a living. It smells good and makes you sick, but there's nothing wrong with it."
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, who was not aware of the seriousness at all, and hesitated to speak.
Let’s not talk about why she thinks the blood jade palm lotus is easy to feed. Why did the great elder let her grow such a poisonous spiritual plant?
Even if Song Yizhi is unreliable, why doesn't the Great Elder stop him?
In fact, Song Luo tried to stop it, but failed.
"Well, this female cultivator." Rong Yi bowed deeply to Song Yizhi and said eagerly but sincerely, "I am Rong Yi, the head of the Rong family. I urgently need your blood jade palm lotus now. I can sell it to you at a high price." exchange!"
Song Yizhi was so frightened by Rong Yi's gift that he jumped away and said, "If you can't afford it, your life will be shortened."
Rong Yi looked up at Song Yizhi and said eagerly, "This female cultivator, I'll pay three times! How about three times?!"
As long as there is Blood Jade Brown Lotus, Rong Yan can be saved!
Rong Yueyuan stretched out his hand to pull Song Yizhi back, "What do you think?"
Looking at Song Yizhi's condition, she might think that the Blood Jade Palm Lotus is just like a weed. If that's the case, why not let her sell it for some money?
Song Yizhi glanced at the Blood Jade Palm Lotus, and then at Rong Yi who was pleading urgently. Finally, he took out a handful of Blood Jade Palm Lotus from the bamboo basket and handed it over, "You are a relative of the fifth elder, so I won't accept any money. I’ve given these to you, is that enough?”
Looking at one, two, three, four... no less than five blood jade palm lotuses, Rong Yi took a breath and was speechless for a moment.
All these blood jade brown lotuses, all of them, are going to be given to him? !
Rong Yan raised his head, his dark eyes looking at the blood jade palm lotus in Song Yizhi's hand. He moved his eyes somewhat mechanically, and finally landed on Song Yizhi.
She is a very beautiful nun.
The blood jade brown lotus in her hand is a life-saving treasure, but her ordinary tone is like giving another weed.
