History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1228. Chapter 1204 1203. Sweet rain pouring the treasure tree (5 more asking for a monthly pass!)

Yan Zhaoge led Shi Jun, and the two came all the way to Genshan Peak, one of the eight peaks in Guangcheng.

Among the eight peaks of Guangcheng, the highest peak is the main peak, Qiantian Peak.

But at this moment, it seemed that Qian Tianfeng did not stand out.

Because on the peak of Gen Mountain, a towering giant tree was planted.

The giant branches and leaves flashed with faint blue light, and the tree trunks were straight and towering, making them extremely majestic.

In fact, its real body shape should be bigger than what is seen now, and it is a giant tree that stands tall and indomitable.

After Yan Di dealt with the spatial distance around Genshan Peak, the big tree did not look so obtrusive.

Rao is so, and still huge, it is unforgettable at first sight.

However, at this moment, the towering giant tree gives a feeling that it is not luxuriant.

Although it hasn’t withered, but it looks very little life.

It is not difficult to see that if this development is allowed to continue, if things go on like this, it will eventually wither.

“His Majesty Qiandi has the secret method handed down from the former Five Villages. It is not difficult to plant this tree. Other people will have to think about it.”

Yan Zhaoge looked up and down the tree.

At present, it can be determined that it is not Yan Di’s compression of space that caused the treasure tree to fail to grow normally.

Same transplantation, changing the environment, it doesn’t matter much.

Guangcheng Mountain specifically looked for and caught a disciple of Emperor Qiandi who had escaped from Xulai Peak when Yanzhaoge broke the door, and learned from his mouth that they did not understand the cultivation method of the treasure tree.

It has always been what Emperor Qian told him to do.

At that time, Emperor Qian would give them some spring water to water the treasure tree.

But they didn’t know where to find the spring water.

“Uncle Master Summoned Uncle Feng from the Eight Great Worlds to study the cultivation of this treasure tree.” Shi Jun looked at the towering giant tree with a headache: “However, there is no gain yet. ”

“Hey, I guessed that the old man would call Master Feng to come up.” Yan Zhaoge couldn’t help laughing.

He glanced across the top of Genshan Peak, and as expected, he saw a familiar figure under the treasure tree.

But it is Yan Zhaoge’s world-famous friend, Feng Moyang.

Although he is young, he has made great achievements in alchemy, second only to Yanzhaoge among the younger generation of Guangcheng Mountain.

If you don’t look at the realm of cultivation, but only look at the attainments of alchemy techniques, he is also one of the top alchemists in the entire sect.

In addition, in order to collect medicines, he has also done a lot of research on plant cultivation.

Originally talented in this area was amazing, and later became even more adept at it.

Although the cultivation level is not high, and the reputation is not obvious in the upper realm, Feng Moyang is now in the Guangcheng Mountain, and is already a well-known expert elder.

At this moment, he was watching the grafted ginseng fruit tree intently.

Yan Zhaoge patted Feng Moyang on the shoulder, the other party was startled, turned around, his eyes were a little out of focus.

In the next moment, Feng Moyang came back to his senses: “You actually came back?”

“Come back to the mountain and have a look. I will leave soon.” Yan Zhaoge laughed and said, “I heard that there was something wrong with this tree. Naturally, I have to come. I can’t let the things I get back to waste. .”

Feng Moyang heard this and said helplessly: “It’s hard for you to remember this tree was sent back to the mountain by you.”

He turned his head and looked at the towering treasure tree in front of him: “The Zongmen made several trips to Kunlun Mountain, and collected all the water sources near the old site of Xulai Peak, but it didn’t work. I don’t understand where Emperor Qianyuan came from. The spring water brought in.”

“If the scope is too large, there will be too much water. Even if you have the energy to try them one by one, you will not have enough time.”

There were also some Guangcheng disciples around, all gathered at this moment, but they did not dare to approach.

Everyone whispered: “That… is that Senior Brother Xianyan?”

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

“What does it mean, it is, who else has that kind of tolerance?”

“It seems to be very ordinary…”

“What do you know, that is the image of returning to the basics. If an ordinary mortal approaches the treasure tree and is illuminated by the light from the leaves, he will faint. It is us. If you can’t resist, who can approach? Gong, can you look like an ordinary person without clues?”

“That’s true, so, Brother Yan is really amazing…”

“It’s just nonsense, that’s an immortal! Wu Sheng’s ninth realm, the true immortal in the legend is no match for Senior Brother Yan!”

“What does Uncle Yan come here for? Is it also for the treasure tree?”

“Uncle Yan can’t help it…”

“How is it possible? How can Uncle Yan have no choice?”

“No, brother, don’t worry, I have always admired Master Yan closely, but today this matter has nothing to do with the level of cultivation. High strength does not mean that you can know what spring water to use to water the treasure tree.”

“You kid, it’s so ticklish, I will discipline you for Master today!”

A group of people talked about it, but they didn’t dare to come close.

Although in terms of seniority, Yan Zhaoge is also a three-generation disciple of Guangcheng Mountain.

Don’t talk about these juniors. In today’s Guangcheng Mountain, who really regards him as a junior disciple?

For a group of juniors, especially the new disciples of Guangcheng, Yan Zhaoge is almost like a totem god, and they are not on the same level as them.

Everyone looked at Feng Moyang and Shi Jun enviously, envious that they could chat and laugh with Yan Zhaoge.

Everyone yearned for it, but no one dared to take a step beyond the thunder pond.

“I have a way, might as well try it.” Yan Zhaoge said after Feng Moyang.

Feng Moyang looked over curiously.

Yan Zhaoge took out a small jade pot.

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

Yan Zhaoge tossed the jade pot in the air, and then caught it when it fell: “This is the first time that the Emperor Qiang came to commit an offence in the Huangjihai Mountain Ceremony. I borrowed Master Yujingyan’s sword. Light hit it hard, and Emperor Qian left it at that time.”

“Oh?” Feng Moyang’s eyes flashed slightly: “Could it be…”

“You’ll know if you try, and you don’t need to use Kunlun Mountain water specially.” Yan Zhaoge said to Shi Jun, “Jun’er, give me your pot of spring water.”

Shi Jun also became excited, and passed the porcelain pot.

Yan Zhaoge took it and poured the water in the porcelain pot into the jade pot.

Shi Jun’s porcelain jug is specially made and has the effect of a miniature pouch.

The jade pot in the Yanzhao singer is obviously the same. No matter how much water is poured in, it never overflows.

Yan Zhaoge didn’t intentionally empty the porcelain pot, filled a part of the water into the jade pot, stopped, then covered the lid and shook it, and then let it sit for a while.

Everyone held their breath.

After a while, Yan Zhao singer tossed.

Under his remote control, the jade pot flew straight to the sky, reached the top of the treasure tree, and then sprinkled rain.

The spring water seemed to be larger than the pouring basin, hitting the branches and leaves, and then falling into the soil of the root system below.