Mix in Douluo to raise plants

In the end, Fang Mian finally sat on the luxurious limited-edition Tiandou Royal Family exclusive frame.

With a soft mat under his buttocks, looking out at the scenery passing by, and gently sniffing the faint fragrance in the carriage, Fang Mian's nerves that had been tense for several days were temporarily relaxed.

Xue Qinghe stared at Fang Mian, eagerly. After a while, he asked: "Your name is Fang Mian, right?"

Fang Mian looked away from the scenery outside, looked at him, and nodded silently.

After confirming the other party's identity again, Xue Qinghe's eyes showed curiosity and asked: "Where are you going alone? What are you going to do? If you are on your way, I might be able to give you a ride."

Fang Mian lowered his head and thought, yes, where is he going now?

Six years since he came to Douluo Continent, he has spent most of his time in the Qibao Glazed Sect. His days out of the sect are numbered. If he has no relatives in this world to seek refuge with, where can he go?

Why don't you find a place to live in seclusion in a deep mountain and old forest, and then come out to avenge your master after you have mastered your magical skills?

"I don't know." Fang Mian shook his head and responded calmly.

"I don't know?" Xue Qinghe said with a question mark on his face, "I remember that the Qibao Glazed Sect has strict rules. If there is no important matter, disciples are not allowed to leave the sect privately. How come you don't know where you are going."

Fang Mian seemed to be mocking himself and laughed twice and said: "I was kicked out of the Qibao Glazed Sect. How can I be considered to have left the sect privately?"

"What! You were kicked out by the Qibao Glazed Sect? Isn't your master..." Xue Qinghe thought about how his master could be kicked out by the sect because he was not an elder of the inner sect, but he also thought that the Qibao Glazed Sect had recently There are evil people making trouble inside. It seems that I heard that an inner sect elder died. It can't be such a coincidence, he thought to himself.

When Fang Mian heard him mention his master, he clenched his fists subconsciously, and his body exuded a dark, murderous aura.

Looking at his expression, Xue Qinghe knew that his guess was indeed right, it was such a coincidence. He pondered for a moment and asked tentatively: "Your master was killed by a thief, what does it have to do with you? How could I drive you out?"

Fang Mian raised his head, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and stared into his eyes fiercely. He gritted his teeth and said with a sneer: "They said that my master was dictatorial, that he was harming the public and benefiting private interests, and that I was suspected of being involved, so they kicked me out. ”

"what!"

Xue Qinghe exclaimed in surprise. He recalled the scene he saw that day when Elder Wu took him to the mansion in the farm. There were elixirs everywhere and there were a lot of spiritual fruits. Just the elixirs and fruits in this yard could be exchanged for gold soul coins. , I don’t know how many rooms can be filled. Guarding these things, why does Elder Wu need to embezzle other materials.

But then he thought again, Elder Wu was dead, but those things were still there, leaving only a young and frail apprentice. He was not guilty of carrying the jade. Suddenly, Xue Qinghe seemed to understand the cause and effect.

His eyes lit up. When Elder Wu took him to the farm that day, he showed off to him that all the elixirs in the garden were grown by his apprentice. He also boasted to him about his apprentice's ability. In addition, when he went out, he could easily Only when Mian exclaimed his name could he remember this person so deeply.

Nowadays, a man who can grow elixirs has been kicked out by the Qibao Glazed Sect, and he rides in the same carriage with him. Wouldn't it be a pity if he didn't compete with the fishermen for profit.

You must know that although Xue Qinghe is the prince, in the eyes of outsiders, he is a prince with little soul power. Every move is under surveillance. During daily practice, he has to be careful to avoid others, let alone mobilize resources to purchase the magical medicine and fairy grass. To assist him in his cultivation, if there was someone who could provide him with the elixir, that would be a great thing for him.

"That Fang Mian, your master told me before that you have the ability to quickly cultivate elixirs. Can you show it to me?"

Fang Mian calmed down the turbulent emotions in his heart and saw that Xue Qinghe's eyes were fiery. He was not stupid. He vaguely understood a little bit of Xue Qinghe's thoughts. He lowered his head in silence and thought.

He now has two options.

The first is not to show off your ability, wait until you get to the town, leave him, find a remote mountain forest far away from people, practice in seclusion, until you have achieved great power, go out of the mountain, then look for the murderer of the master, and kill the hateful Holy Sect along the way. It was because of the establishment of the Holy Sect that he was targeted and his master was killed to protect him. This so-called Holy Sect could not be retained.

Another option is to show off her ability. Yi Xue Qinghe, no, it should be Qian Renxue. Her current plan is to help her cultivate the elixir that can help her practice. She just helps her cultivate the elixir, and she What benefits can be gained?

Her current identity is the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire. If I cultivate elixirs for her and ask her for a field, it’s not too much. Let her help collect elixirs and grasses that I have never seen before. It’s not too much. Let her do it again. It's not too much to allocate some manpower to help me find the traces of the master's murderer.

After some calculations, Fang Mian felt that the second option was better than staying away from the crowd and going to the mountains and forests to practice hard. After all, people are social animals, and he was not the kind of person with a cold personality. Even he did not believe that he Can endure loneliness and practice hard in the mountains.

Fang Mian raised his hand and spread his palm. Under Xue Qinghe's fiery gaze, a light ball with a thumb-shaped smile floated in his palm. Soul power was continuously injected into it, and a two-foot-long light ball extended outwards. A small flower bud hung on the branch. The flower bud grew and bloomed, and finally a purple-black fruit emerged from it.

Xue Qinghe stared at the fruit, and his arms couldn't help but tremble. He could feel the medicinal power contained in the fruit. If he could eat this fruit, his soul power would be greatly improved.

However, when he wanted to reach out and touch it, Fang Mian picked off the fruit first and drank it. In his shocked and resentful eyes, he closed his eyes and rested, and his pale face gradually returned to rosy.

After the medicinal power in the fruit was digested and the soul power in his body was filled again, Fang Mian opened his eyes. He looked at Xue Qinghe's aggrieved look and couldn't help but smile.

"Your Highness, what's going on?"

Xue Qinghe glanced at him resentfully and complained, "Why did you take that elixir?"

Fang Mian smiled and said: "Your Highness, with my current soul power, it is still a bit laborious to cultivate an elixir quickly. I have just recovered from my illness. If I don't take the elixir, I'm afraid I will faint in this car." superior."

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe couldn't say anything else. He sighed regretfully: "That's all."

As he said this, the plan in his heart gradually became clear. He was really moved. There was only one thought in his head, he must keep this kid by his side.

Xue Qinghe lamented softly: "Hey, a few days ago, I had a very pleasant chat with your master, Elder Wu. I didn't expect that he would be killed by a thief after not seeing each other for two days. It's really..."

Fang Mian's face darkened. Hearing that he wanted to use his master to make a fuss, he looked dissatisfied and said coldly: "Your Highness, tell me what you have to say. My master has passed away. Don't use his old age as an excuse anymore."

Being interrupted by him, Xue Qinghe looked embarrassed, but he did not panic. He sat up straight, looked at Fang Mian calmly, and said: "I want you to stay with me."

That's right, deals are deals, and relationships are always discussed. Fang Mian's demeanor returned to normal and he said calmly: "I have a request."

Xue Qinghe paused and said, "Tell me."

Fang Mian raised three fingers and said.

"I want three items. If your highness can provide them to me, I will be willing to provide elixirs to your highness on a regular basis."

Xue Qinghe looked like a little adult, sitting upright and asking Fang Mian for conditions. He suddenly felt strange. Shouldn't the person in front of him be an innocent and romantic child who would just go with others if they said a few nice words?

Why do I feel like I've met a cunning old fox?

Xue Qinghe shook his head, throwing away the strange thoughts, and asked: "Your Highness is unwilling?"

"No, it has nothing to do with you, and it's not, hey, you tell me what the conditions are."

"I want three things, land, money, and people."

"Yeah! It's normal, no problem."

"Your Highness, are you sure there is nothing wrong?"

"Haha, Fang Mian, I think you have some misunderstandings about me, the prince. Don't worry, I, Xue Qinghe, am still somewhat capable. I just want land, money, and people. I will give you as much as you want."

"Okay, with the words of the prince, I feel relieved and it will be a pleasure to cooperate."

“A pleasure to work with…”