On the Importance of Chinese Characters

"What?!" Hearing Zhuang Yunzhou's words, he stood up from the stone bench all at once, and Zhuang Yunzhou saw a few emerald green leaves grow out of nothing on the skin on the side of his neck, extending all the way to the back of the ear .

"Do you really have a solution?" Those leaves trembled twice, their voices were a little hoarse and excited: "Which great pharmacist is Master Zhuang's nephew from?"

This matter was of great significance to anyhow, he stared at Zhuang Yunzhou, and quickly guessed the identity of the other party, whether it was the pharmacist Xiao Ao, the pharmacist Yang Changming, or the pharmacist Fengye from the spirit clan?These few have their own unique techniques in cultivation, can they say they can do it?

"My master...is not a pharmacist." Zhuang Yunzhou hesitated for a moment, but told the truth after being looked at by the great pharmacist with hope. He quickly added: "But I think I can try."

The brightened eyes suddenly turned dark, and he didn't believe Zhuang Yunzhou's last sentence at all, he only thought that the other party had such a little ability, and wanted to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor, anyway, for him, there was no point in trying any loss.

This thought made his heart that had just warmed up cool down again, and the leaves on both sides of his neck gradually rolled into a leaf roll with his thoughts, and slowly shrank back from the skin.

He didn't even look at Zhuang Yunzhou, turned to Yao San and said calmly, "Brother Yao, I only have one tree seed, and I really can't stand young people's casual 'trying'."

He didn't even speak to Zhuang Yunzhou. Although his tone was polite, his dissatisfaction was obvious.

Fang Qiling frowned while listening.

Yao San also felt a little embarrassed. He knew Zhuang Yunzhou's true identity. If he was Yang Changming's direct disciple, Yao San would have turned back anyway. Rubbing master!

Therefore, Yao San has the same idea deep down in his heart.Because as a pharmacist himself, he understands the delicateness of the non-living tree species best, and it cannot withstand the attempts of laymen.

He has cultivated the tree species for ten years, but he has not allowed the tree species to germinate, but just because he can keep the tree species alive during these ten years shows his skills in medicinal planting.Yao San asked himself, if he were himself, he probably wouldn't be able to do this.

He was already a well-known pharmacist among the spirit clan, what he couldn't do, let alone a layman like Zhuang Yunzhou, couldn't do it anyway.

So Yao San sighed, and stood up first: "Yunzhou, let's go. Let's find another way about the blood moon celestial ginseng."

Seeing that Yao San didn't believe in himself, Zhuang Yunzhou became a little anxious: "Uncle Yao, anyway, pharmacist, I am not aimlessly, you see."

He took out a purple sand gold seed with his backhand, the origin pattern of the word 'sheng' in the sea of ​​consciousness was shining, the seed sprouted and grew rapidly in his palm, and after a while a purple flower with golden branches and leaves stood in his palm, covered by the sunlight A photo, the leaves of this purple sand gold seem to have golden sand flowing, so beautiful and swaying.

"Wood-type origin technique?" His face softened a little, but he still shook his head, "I have tried the wood-type origin technique of the Spirit Race. It never worked out."

Yao San shook his head slowly: "This is not a wood-type origin technique." He himself made a wood-type origin technique, so naturally he couldn't fail to see it.This origin technique was something he had never seen before. Yao San looked at the Zijinsha in Zhuang Yunzhou's hand, his eyes lit up.

Zhuang Yunzhou nodded and explained: "It's really not. This origin technique has the effect on all living things. However, it has the strongest effect on plants."

Seeing that there was still some hesitation anyway, Zhuang Yunzhou added another sentence, trying to convince the other party: "I believe that even if my origin technique is useless, it will not hurt the tree species. Please ask the pharmacist to let me try."

Fang Qiling saw Zhuang Yunzhou being questioned like this and still trying to persuade the other party, his heart softened, and he stretched out his hand to hold the other party: "Yunzhou, forget it. I'm fine."

"How can it be all right!" Zhuang Yunzhou frowned fiercely. After he created his own kung fu, he had heard countless disciples describe the feeling of the wind blowing through the divine sense, and it was hard for him to let go of the fearful pain.These people only experienced one hour of hard wind refining gods, but Qi Ling has lived like this for more than six years.He didn't even dare to think about how this person survived.

"I don't feel any pain." Fang Qiling smiled brightly, "Really, I don't feel any pain." In fact, it was so painful that he was already numb.

Zhuang Yunzhou ignored him, and continued to promote himself. For this reason, he also took out a lot of seeds of magic plants. For a while, the stone floor of the living room was covered with countless magic plants, turning the great pharmacist's house into a horrible place. Magic Forest.

Looking at the spirit clansman standing in the middle of a very dangerous magic plant and looking at him sincerely, he swallowed his saliva, and the leaves on both sides of the side neck were shaken and a leaf tip quietly emerged.

Zhuang Yunzhou reached out and grabbed a strangulated banyan tree root that wanted to stretch horizontally, and threw him behind: "Please give me a chance, pharmacist."

The great pharmacist, whose strength is not very high, nodded stiffly, and pointed to his living room: "You...you take these away first."

With the approval of all parties, Zhuang Yunzhou frowned and smiled with relief.

He slowly withdrew his source power, spread out his palms, and the magic plants jumped back into his palms one by one, and changed back to their original seed appearance: "Sorry, for self-defense, most of my body is covered with magic plants."

"Yeah." Heaved a sigh of relief, stood up and walked to the inner room, "Wait a minute, I'll take out the seeds."

A small round box made of twisted and interlaced branches was carefully carried out. It looked like a hydrangea for recruiting relatives. Zhuang Yunzhou searched carefully, but he didn't see the box lid and keyhole.

Putting the box on the table anyway, stretching out his right index finger, a kind of power fluctuation similar to but completely different from the source power of the spirit race diffused from his hand, and Zhuang Yunzhou saw that the normal skin on his finger gradually faded away. It changed its appearance, as if it lost moisture in an instant, became dry and rough, and the color also turned greenish brown. In the blink of an eye, it became a branch with the same material as the box.

His fingers were on the box, and Zhuang Yunzhou was surprised to find that the moment his vertical fingers were placed on the box, they merged with the branches on the box silently, as if the box was originally a part of his body.

The strange force moved slowly.The branches on the small round box squirmed as if they were alive. It looked like a twitched ball of yarn, which was gathered up and down, and rolled to reveal the things wrapped inside.

It was a shiny, silver-white seed that looked like a fat version of a fava bean, curled up and floating in mid-air.

Anyway, he held it with both hands and carefully placed it in Zhuang Yunzhou's hand.

Zhuang Yunzhou looked down at it, and the source of energy in his body fluctuated.

"Wait a minute." Hengshou shouted to stop.

Zhuang Yunzhou opened his eyes and looked over in doubt.

Anyway, he cleared his throat with some embarrassment: "Are you just... starting right away?"

Zhuang Yunzhou suddenly realized, yes, the non-living tree is not a magical plant that he took with him, it is going to settle here: "Please point out a place, I will plant it."

He nodded hurriedly and led them to push through a separate courtyard. In an instant, everyone felt that the temperature was suddenly much higher than the outside world, and a piece of green-gold soil ten feet square came into view.

"Green Gold Soil?" Yao San squatted down, grabbed a handful, twirled it, and sighed, "No wonder I heard that you sold the most precious rain ganoderma a few years ago, and replaced them, right?"

Anyway, he smiled: "Nothing compares to Yaya's life."

The kindness and willingness in this smile made Zhuang Yunzhou feel a little sour in his heart.He took a breath, closed his eyes, and the word 'birth' in the sea of ​​consciousness trembled, and suddenly a bright light came out. Zhuang Yunzhou unreservedly injected the source power of his whole body into the non-living tree species.

Hengli's eyes were fixed on the land where the non-living tree species was buried, and he was so nervous that he almost held his breath. At this time, every breath seemed so long to him.

When Zhuang Yunzhou's source power poured into the tree species, he found that it really deserved to be the most difficult spiritual plant to grow. It was like a big stomach king, greedily absorbing the life energy from Zhuang Yunzhou.After a long time, a silver-white germ was willing to germinate tremblingly from the seed.

The time for half a cup of tea has passed.Unlike those magic plants that grew out instantly, the soundless soil almost made Hengshi lose confidence. He covered his heart and turned his eyes away unbearably.

"It's sprouting! Anyway, it's sprouting!"

The arm was pulled, and Yao San's slightly agitated voice caused Hengshi to suddenly open his eyes——

I saw an inconspicuous silvery-white dot appearing in the green-golden soil. Although it was only a very small dot, it was enough to make the excited breath heavy and teary.

Grow out!Really grow out! ! !Ya Ya, Ya Ya is saved!

After the step of germination of the non-living tree species, the speed of absorbing the origin force has slowed down a lot. The rich nutrition contained in the green gold soil has promoted its healthy growth. With Zhuang Yunzhou's urging, two silvery-white leaves It worked hard to emerge from the soil, pulled out quickly, and grew taller visible to the naked eye. The originally soft and delicate branches became hard and thick as they grew.

The source power in Zhuang Yunzhou's virtual sea became less and less, and the water level of the lake of source force continued to drop. Such a huge consumption caused fine beads of sweat to ooze from his forehead, and his lips gradually turned white.

But at this moment, he couldn't let go. The Non-living tree is only considered a mature tree when it grows to a height of nine feet. The tree that was considered a seedling before was so delicate that maybe even a tremor of the source power he input would die prematurely.

Slowly adjusting his gradually heavier breathing, Zhuang Yunzhou concentrated on controlling the output of the source power. The silver-white non-living tree grew inch by inch, stretching its branches comfortably, and the tender leaves on the branches burst out in pieces. In an instant, it became a dense cluster.

Seven feet... eight feet...

Nine feet!

At the moment when the last drop of water in Yuanli Lake in Zhuangyun Prefecture disappeared, the breath of life of the non-living tree suddenly surged, and the wide canopy trembled three times in a regular manner. The dazzling silver light lit up from the tree, and the coming night Not a single bit of it was left.An indescribable fresh smell emanated from the Unliving Tree, and filled the entire Medicine Master City with the wind.

Countless pharmacists in Xinglin City who sensed this tyrannical vitality cast their gazes over at the same time, and the silver light lit up in the horizontal and vertical courtyards was as eye-catching as torches in the dark night.

"Non-living tree!"

"It's a non-living tree!"

"It's amazing, someone actually planted a tree that doesn't live!"

Countless voices of admiration resounded in different courtyards in this Pharmacist City. It is foreseeable that there will be countless fellows knocking on the doors of Hengshou's house tomorrow.

The dazzling silver light only stayed for a few breaths, and then it turned into a silvery-white halo hazy and shrouded around the crown of the non-living tree, echoing the trembling leaves, so beautiful that people couldn't help it admiration.

Looking at the big tree growing in the courtyard, Zhuang Yunzhou showed a weak smile of relief, but couldn't help but staggered a little.

Just when he was about to fall, a powerful arm stopped his lower back, and his whole body leaned against a solid chest.

The warm chest and the familiar air enveloped Zhuang Yunzhou's heart for a second. He struggled to get out, but was fixed on the spot by Fang Qiling's firm arms and a stern glance: "Don't move!"

The constant exhaustion in his body made Zhuang Yunzhou's feet weak, and his pushing hands were powerless. Fang Qiling ignored his refusal, bent down to embrace the man's legs, and hugged him horizontally, asking: "Pharmacist , is there a room?"