Such temptation is hard to make people not really moved. Before meeting Qin Cang, the Canglong Holy Heavenly Art was his killer weapon after the sword intent.

"The Supreme Divine Pattern and the Divine Tree complement each other. The more Divine Patterns you collect, the more complete the Divine Tree will be. Similarly, the higher the Divine Tree grows, these Divine Patterns can also draw energy from it and constantly strengthen themselves."

Xiao Bingfeng explained patiently.

Lin Yun thought about both sides, understood the meaning, and pondered: "The meaning is that before finding other divine patterns, he seemed to find a way to water the seedlings of this sycamore tree."

"Hehe, I'm so smart, I deserve to be the servant chosen by this emperor." Xiao Bingfeng said with a smile.

Lin Yun glared at her, and Xiao Bingfeng stuck out her tongue and immediately stopped her voice.

He observed for a moment that the Thunder Pool of Wanjie is still in its prototype and cannot have the effect of tempering the body for the time being.

After a while, Lin Yun returned to the sycamore seedlings.

This is really a seedling, not as tall as the little ice phoenix. Lin Yun had to squat down to see clearly.

It is said to be a sacred tree, but it looks useless to potted plants.

"Without other external objects helping each other, it will grow very slowly, and it may grow less than one meter in a hundred years." Xiao Bingfeng said beside him.

"What kind of external objects are needed?"

"Holy liquid, True Dragon Holy liquid! If there is a bucket of True Dragon Holy liquid, it will be enough to last ten years." Xiao Bingfeng counted seriously with her fingers.

“Too many!”

Lin Yun vomited blood, a bucket of True Dragon Sacred Liquid, why didn’t he go to heaven?

He practiced in the Fuyun Sword Sect for more than half a year, and the True Dragon Sacred Liquid he used was calculated based on the drops, so he still owed his senior brother a great favor.

How many drops a bucket is? Lin Yun is not good at math and really can't calculate it.

"It's that exaggerated!" The emperor pouted and said carefully, not daring to tell Lin Yun that the more divine patterns behind him, the more real dragon holy liquid needed would increase sharply.

That is the real astronomical figure. At the moment, only one bucket is needed, it is really not too much.

"If you have a barrel, it will be about a thousand pounds."

Xiao Bingfeng calculated Lin Yun.

Lin Yun stood up and pondered without saying a word. The number was really too large. With his current ability, he really couldn't do it.

However, the Zi Yuan Secret Realm has real potential.

The spiritual energy near the sycamore seedlings alone is enough to match the best Feng Shui treasure land of the Fuyun Sword Sect. It is hard to imagine what kind of qualitative changes will occur after a bucket of True Dragon Sacred Liquid.

Not to mention, it will truly revive the Thunder Pool of Threats. It is difficult for all kinds of benefits not to make people feel moved.

"Don't hurry up in advance, I'll see it when I go to the ancient realm."

Lin Yun said softly with a calm expression.

At present, Cang Xuan Mansion must not be able to collect so many resources, but when it comes to the ancient domain, there may be a little possibility.
Chapter completed!