Chapter 1204

Yan Zhaoge leads Shi Jun to Gen peak, one of the eight peaks in Guangcheng.

Among the eight peaks, the highest peak is the main peak, Qiantian peak.

But now it seems that Qiantian peak is not prominent.

Because on Gen mountain, there is a huge tree.

The branches and leaves of the giant tree flicker with light blue light, and the trunk is straight and towering, which looks very majestic.

In fact, its real size is bigger than what we see now, and it should be a giant tree that stands on the ground.

After Yandi's treatment of the spatial distance around Gen mountain, the tree doesn't look so abrupt.

Rao is so huge and unforgettable.

However, at the moment, this huge tree is not flourishing.

Although it doesn't wither, it seems to have little life.

It's not hard to see that if we allow this development to continue, there will be a withering day in the long run.

"Emperor Qian has the secret method passed down from the five villa view before the great destruction. It's not difficult to plant this tree. Everyone else will have to work hard."

Yan Zhaoge looks up and down at the big tree.

At present, it can be determined that Yandi's compressed space does not cause Baoshu to grow normally.

It doesn't matter much with transplantation or environment change.

Guangcheng mountain is looking for a disciple who escaped from xulaifeng when Yan Zhaoge broke the gate. From his words, they don't understand the cultivation method of Baoshu.

It's always the emperor's orders.

At that time, Emperor Qian would give them some spring water to water the precious trees.

But they did not know where to find the spring.

"The head martial uncle called Uncle Feng to come up from the eight polar world to study the cultivation of this precious tree." Shi Jun looked at the huge tree, showing a headache: "but, at present, there is no harvest."

"Hey, I guessed that my father would ask younger martial brother Feng to come up." Yan Zhaoge couldn't help laughing.

He glanced over the peak of Gen mountain, and as expected saw a familiar figure under the Baoshu.

It's Yan Zhaoge's best friend, Feng Moyang.

Although he is young, he has made great achievements in alchemy. Among the young generation of Guangcheng mountain, he is second only to yanzhaoge.

If we don't look at the realm of cultivation, we only look at the attainment of alchemy techniques. He is also the top alchemist in the whole clan.

In addition, in order to collect medicine, he has also done a lot of research in the cultivation of vegetation.

This is where the talent is amazing, and then it's even better.

Although the cultivation realm is not high and the reputation in the upper world is not obvious, Feng Moyang is now a famous expert elder in Guangcheng mountain.

He was looking at the grafted ginseng tree at the moment.

Yan Zhaoge patted the shoulder of the wind and Moyang. The other party was shocked and turned around. There was no focus in sight.

In the next moment, the wind and the sun just came back to God: "you are back?"

"Come back to the mountain, and leave soon." Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, "it's said that there is something wrong with the tree. I will come here naturally. I can't let it waste what I get back."

Wind Mo Yang smell words, helplessly said: "hard for you to remember that this tree is you sent back to the mountain."

He turned his head and looked at the shentianbao tree in front of him: "the clan has run several times to Kunlun Mountain, and has collected all the water sources near the former site of xulaifeng, but they have not been effective. I don't know where the emperor Qianyuan got the spring water."

"If the scope is too large, there are too many water sources. Even if you have the energy to try one by one, you may not have enough time."

There are also some Guangcheng disciples around. They all gather here at the moment, but they dare not approach.

Everyone whispered: "that Is that senior brother Xianyan

"It seems that I have seen light and shadow images before."

"What does it mean to be like? Who else has that kind of bearing?"

"It seems that it's very common..."

"What do you know? It's the image of returning to nature. If ordinary people are close to the treasure tree and are illuminated by the treasure light on the leaves, they will faint directly. It's us. If we don't use our strength to resist, who can get close? You've run Xuangong. It's like an ordinary person who can't see the clue? "

"That's true. So elder martial brother Yan is really good..."

"It's nonsense. It's a relegate! Wusheng has nine realms. It's said that the real immortals can't defeat elder martial brother Yan! "

"What is uncle Yan doing here? Is it also for the treasure tree? "

"Uncle Yan can't help it..."

"How is it possible? Why can't uncle Yan do it? "

"No, elder martial brother, don't worry. I always adore uncle Yan, but today it has nothing to do with cultivation. High strength doesn't mean you can know what spring water to use to irrigate Baoshu."

"You're so itchy and weak. I'll discipline you for Shifu today!"

A group of people are talking, but they dare not approach.

Although in terms of seniority, Yan Zhaoge is also a disciple of Guangcheng mountain for three generations.

Let alone these young people. Now in Guangcheng mountain, who really takes him as a younger disciple?

For a group of young people, especially the new Guangcheng disciples, Yan Zhaoge is like a totem God, which is not a level of existence with them at all.

Everyone envied that they could talk and laugh with yanzhaoge.

People yearn for it, but no one dares to cross the thunder pool.

"I have a way. I might as well try." Yan Zhaoge said with the wind and Moyang.

Feng Moyang looks at it curiously.

Yan Zhaoge takes out a small jade pot.

"What is this?" Feng Moyang and Shi Jun both looked at the jade pot curiously.

Yan Zhaoge threw the jade pot into the air, and then caught it when it fell: "this was the first time that emperor Qiandi made a crime in the first mountain opening ceremony in huangjianhai. I took advantage of the sword light of the martial uncle yujingyan Yue to inflict heavy damage on it. Emperor Qiandi fell at that time."

"Oh?" The wind Mo Yang's eyes flickered a little: "Mo Fei..."

"I'll know if I try. I don't need to use Kunlun mountain water specially." Yan Zhaoge said to Shi Jun, "jun'er, give me that pot of spring water."

Stone Jun looks excited, and hands over the porcelain pot.

Yan Zhaoge received the water and poured it into the jade pot.

Shi Jun's porcelain pot is specially made. It has the effect of a miniature bag. It seems that it's not big. The water in it is huge, just like all over the world.

And the jade pot in Yanzhao singer is clearly the same. No matter how much water is poured in, it will never overflow.

Yan Zhaoge didn't empty the porcelain pot. He put some water into the jade pot and stopped. Then he covered the pot and shook it. Then he stood still for a while.

Everyone held their breath.

A moment later, the Yanzhao singer gave up.

Under his remote control, the jade pot flew up to the sky, to the top of the tree, and then the rain fell.

Spring water seems to be bigger than pouring, hitting on branches and leaves, and then falling into the root soil below.