"Are you sure you want to give me this seed?" Li Nianfan asked.

He was very interested in this seed and wanted to know what it would grow.

Seeing Li Nianfan's interest, Zhao Shanhe was immediately shocked and secretly delighted. He said quickly, "Mr. Li, this seed is useless in the hands of ordinary people. It might die at any time. It is only right to give it to you!"

Li Nianfan thought about it and nodded, "Yes, it takes some care to revive this seed. I am afraid that not many people can really do it. It would be a pity if it died like this. Then I will accept it."

This seed is indeed extraordinary. Even the masters said that it needs to be treated with care. It is even more impossible for others to do it.

Zhao Shanhe couldn't hide the smile on his face. This seed was just a chicken rib in his hand, but he didn't expect to be appreciated by the masters. This wave of profit, a big profit!

The others were so envious that their eyes were green with envy, and they said in their hearts: What a lucky guy.

For a moment, the scene fell into a brief silence.

Li Nianfan sat in his seat, looking at the five people opposite him.

He was waiting for Bai Wuchen and others to make a request.

They were so enthusiastic and gave such a precious elixir, Li Nianfan naturally had to express his gratitude.

However, after waiting for a while, none of Bai Wuchen and others asked for anything.

This was embarrassing.

I can't ask myself to draw a picture for them, that would be too low-class, and I have to be so narcissistic to take the initiative to let others accept my painting.

It's not appropriate to keep them for dinner at this time, it's only afternoon, and there's still a long way to go for dinner.

It's even more inappropriate to ask them to leave.

Little did they know that Bai Wuchen and the other five were even more nervous, and they were simply unable to sit still.

Why is the master staring at us like that?

Did they do something to anger Master Li?

Wuuuuu, what should we do? The pressure was so great that they were almost scared to death.

Under Li Nianfan's gaze, they felt that they had no secrets at all, and even had the illusion that Li Nianfan could read minds.

In short, it was too scary.

In just a short moment, their backs were soaked with sweat.

"By the way, the tea trees in the backyard are just ripe, I'll give you some." This group of people didn't ask for calligraphy and paintings, and Li Nianfan had no choice, but fortunately he finally thought of what to give, so he spoke.

Immortal cultivators focus on cultivating their minds and tempers. Tea tasting is very popular in the world of immortal cultivators. The tea leaves grown by themselves are of good quality, at least they will not embarrass themselves.

Bai Wuchen and others felt relieved, and then they were overjoyed and said quickly: "Thank you, Master Li, thank you, Master Li."

This tea must be extraordinary, otherwise, Master Li would not have hesitated for so long before deciding to give it to us.

Moreover, even watermelon and white rice porridge are not ordinary things, how can tea leaves be simple?

Most likely, it is also a thing of the gods!

Master Li must have been moved by our sincerity, so he reluctantly gave up and was willing to share some tea leaves with us.

Everyone secretly swore in their hearts.

We must perform well in the future and strive to understand every hint of Master Li!

Look, the quality of this group of immortal cultivators is really high. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is definitely a thank you from the heart.

"You are too polite. I should be the one to thank you." Li Nianfan smiled slightly, and then said, "Xiaobai, go pick four bags of tea leaves."

"Yes, my master."

Soon, Xiaobai came over with four bags of tea leaves from the backyard.

Li Nianfan said, "The tea leaves have just matured. There are not many to pick. There is only one kilogram in one bag. Please don't mind."

"No, no." Bai Wuchen and others shook their heads repeatedly, respectfully took the tea leaves from Xiaobai's hands, and then carefully kept them close to their bodies.

With such a valuable thing by their side, they didn't want to stay for long, and left after saying goodbye.

As soon as they walked out of the courtyard, they didn't even say hello to each other, but left in a hurry, holding their pockets. They

looked so anxious, as if they were holding a rare treasure and were afraid that someone would sneak out and snatch it.

The most nervous one was Lin Qingyun. She had the lowest cultivation level and only regretted not bringing a guard this time.

Luo Shiyu was a little greedy and couldn't help but said, "Dad, should we try it first when we get back?"

"No!" Emperor Luo refused without thinking and said solemnly, "Shiyu, such a treasure is not a joke. There are only so many of them. If you lose a little, it will be a big deal. How can you eat it casually?"

He had already decided that when he returned, he would hide the tea leaves in the deepest part of the treasure house, and only take out some to satisfy his greed when something important happened.

In the courtyard, Daji looked at Li Nianfan with deep affection and guilt, "Mr. Li, I am sorry that you are worried about my injury."

"It's nothing, just a small matter, you just need to take good care of your injury." Li Nianfan said nonchalantly.

However, the more he said so, the more Daji was moved.

For her sake, Mr. Li did not hesitate to offend the way of heaven and save her under heaven's punishment, and was willing to give up his reclusive status and lower himself to owe favors to those immortal cultivators. I owe him too much.

In the future, as long as Mr. Li wants, I will do my best to solve his problems and never let him worry at all!

By the way, Mr. Li likes to play chess, I must study and comprehend it well, and strive to make Mr. Li happy.

At this time, she realized that Li Nianfan was actually fiddling with those magical herbs, and seemed to be arranging them in a certain way.

Daji looked at him curiously and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Li, what are you doing?"

Li Nianfan said, "These magical herbs are all very good. I want to see which ones can help your injury and which ones can be used for planting."

"Planting?"

Daji was stunned, looking at Li Nianfan in surprise.

Spiritual medicine is not so easy to grow. It has extremely high requirements for the environment, and it takes a lot of cost and effort to grow a spiritual medicine. Advanced spiritual medicines also require specific planting methods. Even so, only a few can survive.

To put it another way, even if you can successfully grow it, the maturity period of spiritual medicine generally takes hundreds or even hundreds of years, which is totally a waste of effort.

In the world of cultivating immortals, spiritual medicine is a kind of chance, born and raised.

Why is it considered chance? It depends purely on luck. Whether you can get spiritual medicine depends on luck. It is almost impossible to rely on artificial planting, and it is even more unrealistic to want to plant in large quantities.

Li Nianfan nodded and said, "Yes, I plan to make these magical herbs into bonsai and place them in the inner courtyard to add color to our residence."

The herbs he was talking about were the sixteen top-grade magical herbs sent by Lin Qingyun.

Using top-grade magical herbs to add color to the residence?

Daji's little head was stunned on the spot. How could such an operation exist in the world?

After a moment of silence, she finally advised, "Mr. Li, the growth of spiritual medicine depends more on God's will. If the planting method is wrong, the spiritual medicine will not only not survive, but may be destroyed."

Ordinary spiritual medicines are fine, but the more precious the spiritual medicine, the more difficult it is to plant, and once it is destroyed, it is a waste of natural resources.

She knew that Li Nianfan was a reclusive boss, but Li Nianfan's attitude was too casual. Who would plant spiritual medicine in the yard? At least he should carefully design a spiritual medicine garden first, right?