"Xiao Zhuzi, don't you thank your master for your praise?" Xu Ming smiled and said, "This boy is named Jin Zhu. It was a rich man three hundred miles away from the mountain. He actually has two spiritual roots. Seeing that he is well-behaved and sensible, the old slave accepted him as his disciple. He failed to report to his master and asked his master to punish him."

"Okay, okay, don't ask for punishment at any time in the future. You do everything outstandingly and it's too late to reward. Where can I get the punishment? This kid is good. You have to pay it with your heart. If you have any shortages, just come to me."

After all, Jinzhu belongs to a wealthy family, so he hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, Master."

Ye Ning waved his hand and asked him to go down.

Xu Ming smiled and said, "Master, with Jinzhu's care, the old slave can practice with peace of mind in the future, and there is no need to worry that no one will serve his master."

"You. Don't worry, after I consolidate my realm, you will be in your position and find a way to advance."

Ye Mengyuan was completely attracted by Kui Li Tea. He closed his eyes and enjoyed it happily. In the spiritual tea, there was full of spiritual energy. Every time he took a sip, he kept washing the shins in his body, which was comparable to a day of practice.

"Good tea, good tea."

"Fifth Elder, you should be relieved a lot when you come to Huanmian Mountain this time. Since you don't worry about handing Qingming to me, I won't let you down. Within ten years, I will give you a venerable!"

"Ten years? This... is too fast. It took me two hundred years to break through to the Venerable realm, and another four hundred years to break through to the middle stage of the Venerable. Now, I have been wandering in the middle stage for three hundred years."

"No, ten years. Huanmian Mountain is full of spiritual energy. Although it is not as good as Binglang Palace, it is also considered a blessing in the cave. The one-day merit here is worth three-day merit in a small sect. As well as Kuili Tea and Five Yuan Fruit, within ten years, Qingming cannot break through to the Venerable, unless he is as stupid as a pig!"

"What? Can you open the supply of Kuili tea, five yuan fruit, and other amazing things?"

"It is of course impossible to supply all the disciples in the mountains, but Qingming, Shaobai and others are no problem."

Ye Mengyuan shook his head and said, "This kid is so lucky. Brother, I want to stay and practice."

Ye Ning's heart moved. It would be great if Ye Mengyuan could stay. However, he believed that the Ye family would not let go if Ye Mengyuan could not stay.

"If the Fifth Elder is willing to wait for a few days, maybe Ye can give you a son of a sect!"

"What do you mean? Could it be that Brother Ye has a red pearl grass?"

"No." Ye Ning smiled mysteriously, "But Ye learned that some mysterious technique could suck the Crimson Pearl Grass to infinite maturity, and then use it as the main method to refine a Crimson Pill. After taking it, it can also generate earth spirit roots."

"There is such a way?" Ye Mengyuan thought slightly. After all, the Crimson Pearl Grass was the key to his becoming a sect. Even for his son, he wanted to take risks. "Brothers are you sure?"

Ye Ning said: "80%! However, it will take one to three years to be born until the red pearl grass is fully mature. Is the fifth elder willing to wait?"

After hesitating for a long time, Ye Mengyuan said: "Brother, can you let me see the Crimson Pearl Grass first?"

"good."

Soon, the three of them entered the medicine garden.

Ye Mengyuan didn't expect that the medicine garden in Huan Shen Mountain was no longer than the medicine garden of his family, and there were even some varieties, which he had never heard of. Thinking back then, Ye Ning almost plundered all the rare elixirs in the mulberry garden, and it would be strange if there was no good product.

Finally, they saw the red pearl grass in the center of the medicine garden.

In the slight wind, the two tender leaves stretched lightly, radiating the scent of medicine that was seductive.

"Yes, it's indeed the Crimson Pearl Grass!" Ye Mengyuan breathed a sigh of relief. Before he saw the Spirit Grass, he had a heart. "Brother, how many Crimson Pills can this Crimson Pearl Grass be used to make?"

"At least two, and at most five or six."

"Okay!" Ye Mengyuan gritted his teeth and said, "For Qingming, I will wait for these three years."
Chapter completed!