"Planting flowers?"
Fang Rou and Xiao Lu looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.
Ling Yun's face remained unchanged and he said matter-of-factly.
"That's right, just planting flowers!"
"Don't underestimate this industry. Have you heard of Imperial Garden?"
"It is said that there are thousands of exotic flowers inside, and the scenery is unparalleled in the world!"
"So your task is not small. I don't want you to cultivate like Imperial Garden. Just reach half of the level."
Listening to his story, Fang Rou's eyes suddenly lit up.
It can be said that this job is perfectly in line with her ideas from all aspects.
What woman doesn't love beauty?
As a synonym for beauty, flowers are naturally also very popular.
When she was at Huangtu Village, she liked to grow green onions and the like when she had nothing to do.
So professional and relevant.
"Brother Ling, don't worry. I promise that according to your requirements, it will never be worse than that imperial... garden!"
Looking at Fang Rou's sworn appearance, the corners of Ling Yun's mouth twitched slightly. He had never seen Imperial Garden before.
But it was naturally impossible to undermine him at this moment, so he also said a few words of encouragement.
And Fang Rou, who got the mission, couldn't stay any longer.
After receiving some banknotes from Ling Yun, he excitedly prepared to purchase flower seeds.
Seeing that Xiao Lu also looked eager to try, Ling Yun also waved his hand and simply let her become a member of the "Flower Planting Team".
Xiao Lu immediately cheered and jumped behind Fang Rou, leaving the courtyard.
Looking at the direction in which the two disappeared, Ling Yun shook his head helplessly.
Then he looked at the corner and said angrily.
"When did you get into trouble with this guy?"
"You don't leave a good door open, but you just like to squat in a corner and eavesdrop on people?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in the originally empty corner.
"Do you know how to talk? What about eavesdropping?"
"I just appeared in the right place at the right time."
Seeing Qin Wei's confident appearance, Ling Yun rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention.
He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, pretending not to see him.
And Qin Wei didn't care. He didn't feel embarrassed at all about being exposed on the spot, and sat next to him with a smile.
Then he picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup skillfully.
"Huh? What kind of tea is this? Why does it smell a little weird?"
Looking at the dark green liquid in the cup, a trace of doubt flashed in Qin Wei's eyes.
But seeing Ling Yun drinking with gusto, he suppressed his doubts and picked up the teacup and took a big sip.
The next moment, his face suddenly turned green and he spit out the tea in his mouth.
"Boy! What the hell are you doing!"
"I'm so miserable!"
Seeing Qin Wei's expression of despair, Ling Yun suppressed the smile in his heart, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and then said pretending to be confused.
"What's wrong with the tea?"
"It tasted pretty good to me."
Qin Wei looked at Ling Yun with strange eyes, as if he were looking at an inhuman ferocious beast.
But when he saw Ling Yun mouthing one mouth after another without looking like he was lying, he couldn't help but start to become suspicious.
Is there really something wrong with my sense of taste?
With an attitude of not believing in evil, Qin Wei picked up the teacup and took a cautious sip.
As soon as the dark green liquid entered his mouth, an indescribable taste swept over him.
It felt like a dozen different kinds of bile exploding in your mouth at the same time.
Ugh~
Qin Wei's face was ashen and he was about to spit it out, but looking at Ling Yun's teasing eyes, he still suppressed the nausea in his heart, held his nose and swallowed.
The next moment, his expression changed slightly, and when he looked at the few teacups left in his hands, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.
This thing... can actually speed up the concentration of his Spirit Energy?
Although the increase was not high, it was enough to surprise him.
After all, with his current strength, things that can have an effect on his cultivation are definitely extremely rare.
But now this tea with an indescribable taste can actually do this?
He smacked his mouth and instantly analyzed dozens of ingredients.
Although these things are relatively precious, logically speaking, the effect should not be so strong.
Looking at this guy's puzzled eyes, Ling Yun couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
The recipe for this thing comes from an ancient prescription that was accidentally collected.
The original effect was not that strong, it can only be said to be better than nothing.
But I didn't expect that after the improvements made by that girl Meng Wu, the efficacy of the medicine would increase several times!
But correspondingly, the taste is also more than unpleasant.
But compared to its effectiveness, these small flaws are nothing.
And even though it's just such a small pot, the price is not low.
Just purchasing the materials alone cost several thousand taels of silver!
If it weren't for the recent abundance of money, he really wouldn't be able to spend it.
"Good stuff, really good stuff!"
At this time Qin Wei also came back to his senses and looked at the remaining medicinal solution with bright eyes.
Then with a slight wave of his hand, in Ling Yun's stunned eyes, the entire teapot and the cups on the table disappeared before his eyes.
"You guys, do you still have any dignity as a strong man?"
"They robbed things so openly!"
Ling Yun glared at him angrily, this was not the captain of Demon Suppression Division, he was even more of a bandit than a bandit.
Qin Wei didn't look embarrassed at all about this, as if he hadn't heard anything.
"Okay, you are not such a stingy person."
"Isn't it just a pot of medicinal tea? It's over if you mix it again."
Ling Yun rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to this shameless guy.
"What's wrong with you guys?"
"If it's okay, get out of here. Don't be an eyesore here."
Qin Wei smiled and was not angry. The old god threw a ball on the table.
"Thousand Machines?"
Ling Yun glanced at the ball and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Hold it in your hand and rub it for a moment, trying to inject a wisp of energy and blood into it.
He saw the ball changing for a while, and finally a long knife flashing with cold light appeared in his hand.
Compared with before, the appearance of Thousand Machines has not changed much, but the number of Spirit Inscription depicted has increased to twelve.
There was also a strange bloodstain in the center of the blade.
Moreover, the overall weight is several times heavier than before.
At this moment, Thousand Machines may weigh no less than a thousand catties!
But for him, this weight is barely enough.
After waving it a few times, the sword suddenly roared, as if even the air was being cut.
The Thousand Machines that has been reforged this time has obviously improved a lot in all aspects compared to before.
Although he was very satisfied in his heart, Ling Yun still pretended to be disappointed.
"That's it?"
"How come you haven't even reached the level of an intermediate spiritual weapon?"