Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

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"Xiaoyi, can we try to use this ice and fire spring water and the heart of the sacred tree on spiritual rice and batches of sixth-grade medicinal materials?" Ding Daoheng's eyes flashed with anticipation, and there was a hint of eagerness in his tone.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, and said with a hint of thought in her cold voice: "Aunt Xiu Xin said that the high-level elixir in the Ice and Fire Eyes has a remarkable effect, so it is safe to use it in the boutique garden."

"But I really don't know much about spiritual rice and sixth-grade medicinal materials. If we use the irrigation system to irrigate directly, if the medicinal fields and spiritual fields are destroyed, it will be really not worth the loss. Otherwise, we should wait for Aunt Xiuxin to come and discuss it again. Bar."

Hearing this, Ding Daoheng showed a hint of disappointment on his face: "Oh, that's such a pity. I originally thought that if it could succeed, Lingmi might be able to upgrade. Well, let's wait until Xiu Xin comes. "

Seeing that the Zhu family had given up their wish for the ninth-grade treasure medicine, when the three masters discussed the agricultural guild affairs before, Ding Daoheng had been obsessed with upgrading the seventh-grade spiritual rice to bring glory to the Chen family.

Once successful, it will not only increase the Chen family's influence, but also bring huge economic benefits.

Seeing this, Cheng Wenge smiled and consoled him: "Okay, Old Ding, we know you are impatient. However, good things come in time. Fortunately, it won't take long for Young Lady Xiuxin to come over, so let's wait a little longer."

Chen Xiaojun suddenly said: "Actually, it's not impossible."

"Oh? Xiaojun, do you have any good ideas? Tell me!" Ding Daoheng suddenly became energetic after hearing this.

Chenxiaojun smiled slightly and said: "Since we don't dare to use the irrigation system to irrigate directly for fear of destroying the spiritual fields and medicinal fields, then we can try scooping some with a ladle and pouring it on. It's just such a small amount, so it shouldn't be harmful to the spiritual fields. The fields and medicinal fields must have had too great an impact.”

When Ding Daoheng heard this, his eyes lit up, he patted his head and said, "Why didn't I think of that! This is such a good idea!"

As he spoke, he picked up a ladle and scooped out a ladle of ice and fire spring water mixed with the life stream. He walked to the spiritual field and carefully poured it on a few rods of spiritual crystal rice.

Seeing the spiritual crystal rice growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, Ding Daoheng was overjoyed when he saw this: "It works! It seems that this method is really feasible!"

However, not long after, some of the rice ears began to break, some of the spiritual crystal rice plants were covered with frost, and some even exploded.

Ding Daoheng's expression suddenly changed, and he turned ugly. He said happily: "It seems that these spiritual crystal rice ears are weak and cannot withstand the power of the ice and fire spring water. Fortunately, the irrigation system was not used, otherwise the losses would have been great."

On the other side, Zhu Jiazhen also took the ice and fire spring water and poured it on several Lingxincao, Ziyunzhi and Lumingsha in the medicinal field.

These medicinal materials seemed to be more durable than rice, and they all withstood the test of ice and fire spring water.

Zhu Jiazhen said happily: "It seems that the endurance of medicinal materials is indeed much higher than that of rice. Since the spirit crystal rice cannot withstand it, let's try diluting the ice and fire spring water again."

Everyone nodded in agreement, so they began to dilute the ice and fire spring water, preparing to try to water the spiritual rice and medicinal materials again.

Although they encountered setbacks in the process, they did not give up, but became more determined to find the best way to use it.

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"Everyone, please listen to me." The young man's voice was gentle and solemn, like a clear spring flowing in everyone's hearts.

He turned around slowly, his eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally rested on Xiao Yi's face, with a trace of deep relief and pride flashing in his eyes.

Xiaoyi stood quietly aside. She was wearing a light green long skirt. The hem of the skirt fluttered gently with the breeze, seeming to echo the surrounding ivy.

Her veil was lightly covered, revealing only her clear, watery eyes, which exuded a sense of coldness and determination.

Qing Lao's eyes fell on Xiao Yi, able to penetrate the veil and see the tenacity and wisdom in her heart.

He smiled gently and said, "Xiao Yi, she is not only gifted, but she has also inherited the martial spirit of the royal blood of my Ivy clan. The eternal Ivy is the pride of our Ivy clan and our hope for the future. "

Qing Lao paused and continued solemnly: "Xiao Yi has been our clan's candidate for a saint ever since she inherited the Everlasting Ivy Martial Spirit. After discussion and confirmation by several of us old guys, we decided that from today on, Xiao Yi Yi has officially become the saint of my Ivy clan."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around. Everyone looked sideways at Xiao Yi. Chen Yu, Chen Cong and others also looked happy, which was a great recognition of Xiao Yi.

With Xiaoyi as a link, the alliance between the Chen family and the Ivy family will be extremely stable.

Immediately afterwards, the Holy King of Ivy came forward. He looked at Xiao Yi, with a bit of excitement in his voice, and said loudly: "The green ring holds the jade hand, the orchids surround the clouds, the ivy wraps around the jade bones, and the holy light shines across the stars. . Your hair is as light as catkins, your ice heart reflects the bright moon, your body is as clear as glass, and you are evergreen dancing in the sky. We have been waiting for you for a long time..."

When Xiaoyi heard these words, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned slightly red under the veil.

Although she felt something in her heart, she still felt excited when she heard that she had officially become a saint of the Ivy Clan, and then bowed slightly to greet Qing Lao and the Ivy Saint King.

Chen Xiaojun looked at the scene of Holy King Ivy singing the poem, doubts flashed in his eyes, and he asked: "Holy King Ivy, what do you mean by these words?"

The Ivy Saint King smiled slightly, pointed at the green vine pattern on Xiao Yi's body and said, "Xiaojun, it seems that you have discovered it. These four-cross mottos are exclusive to the saint, and they are all left on Xiao Yi's hands, feet, and hair. Got the vine mark.”

"Isn't this the attached soul bone?"

"This is not only the embodiment of her external soul bone, but also the mark of the emperor's bloodline. After the emperors of all generations incarnated as humans, they had these three bloodline marks. They were immortal, returned from the tribulation, and transformed into seals. The green charm of the bloodline , evergreen!”

"That's it!" Chen Xiaojun heard this, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Yi, "It seems that the martial spirit given to Xiao Yi by the system is really It’s not simple.”

Regarding the Mingyue of the Qin Dynasty, the two sentences that impressed Shao Siming most deeply were "There is no sorrow when parting occurs, and there is no joy when there is new acquaintance" and "Yin and Yang are born, and thousands of leaves are flying flowers."

"Yin and Yang are born, thousands of leaves are flying, the blood is green, and it will last forever!" He murmured to himself, savoring the deep meaning.

He suddenly realized that Xiaoyi also had his own destiny in Douluo Continent.

The young Siming who once dominated the world in the bright moon of the Qin Dynasty has now transformed into the Ivy Saint of Douluo Continent and still exudes a light that cannot be ignored.

Xiaoyi, this cold and taciturn woman, does not need his protection. She has her own strength and pride.

In her previous life, she was a feared messenger of death and one of the five elders of the Yin Yang family. Her solemnity and coldness seemed to be engraved in her bones.

Although Xiaoyi's oral disease has healed in this life, she still maintains her coolness and reticence, and won't speak if she can.

But her heart is tenacious and unyielding, with her own pursuits and beliefs. Her eyes are deep, hiding thousands of stars, which makes people stay in their hearts.

However, she seems to be a little different today. She talks more than in the past year. Sometimes she is as plain as water, sometimes she is coquettish and sweet, sometimes she is calm and leisurely, and sometimes she is shy and timid.

But thinking back carefully, it seems that she has been dominating the audience today.

Why does such a woman need the protection of others?

After all, she has her own destiny and her own path to follow, not his little follower.

Chen Xiaojun looked at Xiao Yi and felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.

He believes that Xiaoyi will be able to carve out his own world in this world and create a legend.