Chapter 142： Diligence and thrift

In a moment of effort, Lin Yan almost touched Lan Yincao once, and then said with an extremely certain tone.

"It's okay, it's not a big problem except death."

Qian Daoliu: "..."

Isn't it a big problem to die?

Er Ming was dumbfounded.

Because in its mind, there are full of exclamations from Ah Yin.

Ah...don't...stop.

Is this really necessary? Still don't stop?

It doesn't understand, and intends to find time to ask Erming.

But anyway, Lan Yinhuang's situation sounds serious, but the owner said so, it proved that there is still a rescue.

"A Yin, there is only so much that can help you. Life or death is a fate, you can ask for more blessings."

Er Ming told Lan Yinhuang in the unique communication method of spirit beasts.

"Er Ming, your great kindness, Ah Yin must be remembered in my heart. In the future, I will definitely repay Mr. Lin well. From now on, Mr. Lin will also be my master of Ah Yin!"

However. The Titan Great Ape who had changed the soul master's smell was stunned.

Why does this sound weird? I have a great kindness to you, shouldn't I give it back?

Any ideas come to me! Why are you rushing to my master?

At this moment, a voice sounded in a trance in Er Ming's ear.

A Yin joins, the small courtyard status is -1.

MD...How does this king feel that he has cultivated a strong enemy for himself?

On the side, Da Hei couldn't bear to look directly at the Titan Great Ape, already laughing in his heart. This Tiehanhan.

Lin Yan didn't bother to pay attention to one person and one monkey in the courtyard. When he came to the tool rack in the corner of the courtyard, he took out a small clay pot.

The clay pot looks ordinary, even a bit old.

But Qian Daoliu opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

Because, in this clay pot, there is the law of divine power rippling, which proves that it must not be the ordinary product!

Among them, the dry and cracked soil, that... that's God's soil!

Besides, the value of the clay pot itself can carry the sacred soil without breaking. This is at least an artifact-level item! ?

Luxury, the artifact is still eating ashes on the tool rack. The gods of the gods would not be so extravagant!

"Dashu is very curious about what this is? Haha, I don't mean you must not know. I plant vegetable seedlings every year, I use many such clay pots to grow them, and only transplant the seedlings to the vegetable field after they have grown. !"

Lin Yan explained with a smile.

Qian Daoliu was speechless, sorry, offended.

He heard it, and it didn't matter before or after this sentence. The point is ‘many’!

You listen...

never mind. It's definitely not human words, even the gods can't say such Versailles words.

To put it bluntly, if Qian Daoliu had such a pot of soil to offer sacrifices, the **** of angels would inevitably give away the artifact.

You know, if you can absorb and extract the laws contained in the divine soil, even the strength of the divine can be improved.

Now, he wants to use this thing to cultivate a blue silver grass?

Really * God is not as good as the grass series.

Lin Yan smiled when he saw it. He thought it was Qian Daoliu who thought he had made a fuss.

But he didn't think so.

For a thousand years, Da Hei, Xiao Hei, Little Loach, etc., are not only pets, but also friends.

Although the blue silver grass can live on the ground. But this is the first gift Xiao Hei gave himself. Isn't it rare?

Life requires a sense of ritual.

Seeing that Lin Yan first loosened the soil with his hands, he planted blue silver grass in it.

The corners of Qian Daoliu's mouth twitched insignificantly.

Lan Yincao, you can do it. This is definitely the brightest moment in your life.

However, he felt that he was too early.

Lin Yan's next move. Let Qian Daoliu know what heartache is.

Lin Yan turned to the side of the water tank and scooped up some water. Water gently in the clay pot.

In a short while, the dry and cracked soil became wet.

Qian Daoliu's mouth twitched.

This water is purified by the Sacred Water Purifier. Ordinary people just drink this kind of water and live ten years longer, but twenty years is not a big problem.

Even if the soul master takes a sip, the soul power will increase significantly, which has the effect of washing the essence and cutting the marrow.

I usually drink water while the boss is away.

Do you know why?

It's not because you want to do something behind your back.

It's because you can't let the boss see yourself, so as not to waste the act of licking the cup.

That's too shame.

But now?

He saved it so hard and couldn't bear to drink the water, but the boss used it to water the weeds.

Waste, this is a crime.

Qian Daoliu was suffering from angina.

I've saved so many days, and I'm afraid that there is no such thing as a big waste of one time.

He glanced at the Titan Great Ape with some complaints.

Sins... are all your prodigal gadgets. I have to take a blue silver grass that can be seen everywhere, and I can feel better no matter how I send some precious flowers.

At this moment, he was like an old housekeeper who was worrying about the prodigal young master.

Usherable. But it was Er Ming who gave it a big roll of eyes.

That meaning is obvious.

"You know what a fart."

"You! If I couldn't beat you now, I would definitely let you know why the monkey **** is so red! Just!"

Qian Daoliu trembled with anger.

"Ah, it's so comfortable. Master...More..." A Yin groaned comfortably.

This voice made Er Ming's face black. Here again...

"Huh? Why do I feel this grass trembling? Is it the wind?"

Suddenly, Lin Yan said to himself, but didn't care too much. He put the clay pot on the table in the courtyard.

"It's just that the soil has been left for too long, it's too dry. You have to pour a little more water to make the soil soft. It's completely suitable for the survival of this blue silver grass."

It is said that the vitality of blue silver grass is tenacious. You can live if you throw it on the ground. But Lin Yan still intends to spoil him. Give it a good living environment.

After all, this is of commemorative value.

Watering, and watering?

These words made Qian Daoliu's heart almost stop beating, and he almost died on the spot.

Are you the devil? Do you know how much divine water is wasted?

Do evil.

"Great worship, now I'm going to take Xiao Hei to the backyard to take care of the orchard. Don't just pay attention to sweeping the floor. If it's convenient. Water the grass every now and then."

Ahhh...why put the burden of iniquity on my fragile shoulders! ?

But I can’t refuse.

Qian Daoliu nodded with tears in his eyes. "No problem. Don't worry."

"good."

Lin Yan smiled and left with Er Ming.

Qian Daoliu stayed for a while, no matter how heartache he had to deal with.

Thinking about it, he went to scoop water in the tank again.

However. When he turned around and came back, he noticed the anomaly.

This, this grass is not simple.

Qian Daoliu's eyes widened, and the spirit power flooding the small courtyard madly gathered towards the blue silver grass.

a hundred years.....

A thousand years.....

a thousand years.....

.......

At this, Qian Daoliu was stunned.

In just a few moments, Lan Yincao has cultivated for ten thousand years. And he also discovered that there were golden lines on the veins.

What does this mean? He knows too much This is the emperor of the blue and silver clan!

Unexpectedly, after so many years, a new emperor appeared.

As for the previous Blue Silver Emperor, Qian Daoliu smiled and did not speak. The evidence he collected in the Spirit Hall at the beginning all showed that Tang Hao deliberately leaked his trail.

Since the Blue Silver Emperor had sacrificed, even if he still had a glimmer of life, he was destined to not live long.

At the same time, he also understood.

No wonder Lan Yincao was used by Er Ming as a gift. It won't be long before a terrifying soul beast overlord will appear again.

And a future overlord is still worth training.

Presumably, Mr. Lin discovered the abnormality of this grass long ago, and he did not hesitate to use the sacred soil and water to plant and irrigate.

Now, Qian Daoliu felt that what Lin Yan did was not excessive at all.

The vision of the boss is not comparable to that of a low-level person like himself.