The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

That night, Elder Gu returned the bracelet to Yu Qingqian after returning to Shuiwu Island.

In the dead of night, Yu Qingqian put the bracelet on her wrist, and with a thought, all the things inside fell on the table.

There are nearly a hundred wooden boxes, all of which are filled with herbs and materials that Yu Qingqian currently needs to draw plant patterns and refine potions, and it seems that they have been collected for a long time.

There is also a beautiful silver chain made of special materials. Its main function is to protect and cultivate the spiritual plant space, and its attributes are very rare.

On the pendant of the silver chain, a nine-color magic lotus is carved with a special spar. The nine-color petals bloom, radiant and beautiful.

Feng Chen knew that Yu Qingqian liked beautiful things, so he put a lot of thought into both the carving knife and the spar material used.

"That kid's talent for forging and planting patterns is very high!" Gu Yan in the small tower space swept the silver chain with all his heart and added, "The carving knife skills are also good."

With a smile on his face, Yu Qing put the silver chain on his neck immediately, "Master, how do you know he is a man? And can you tell his level of graining and forging from this chain?"

"What if a woman would give you something like this?" Gu Yan curled his lips, "These are all leftovers from when I was chasing female nuns."

"..." Yu Qingqian has black hair, the master used to look very romantic!

"With my eyesight, I can see that his planting patterns and forging have reached the master level, and even the carving has a sense of charm. That kid is not simple!" Gu Yan thought for a while and asked: "How old is he? gone?"

"Eighteen years old." Yu Qingqian was not surprised that Feng Chen's tattooing and forging had improved so much, that guy's talent was no weaker than hers.

In the past, the toxin would affect his cultivation or concentration every day in his body. At that time, Feng Chen could overcome it with perseverance and reached the level of a monstrous genius. Now that the toxin is suppressed, he can even burst out all the accumulation he had accumulated before.

"What? Only eighteen years old?" Guyan couldn't help exclaiming: "It's really amazing that an eighteen-year-old master appeared in such a remote place."

He is known as the ghost-hand genius in the planting pattern world, and he only entered the master level of planting pattern art at the age of twenty. At that time, he shocked the entire sect. That kid's planting pattern talent was even stronger than him.

Gu Yan became curious about Feng Chen, and also wanted to meet such a peerless evildoer.

"Master, I'm very likely to reach the master level at the age of eighteen." Yu Qing said with a smile.

"..." Gu Yan twitched the corners of his mouth. He actually forgot about his monstrous apprentice. Isn't the geomantic omen of this place so good? Talents appear one after another, and he couldn't help asking: "Besides you, who Has anyone else reached the master level at this age?"

"No, I heard from the head of the Phytology Department in the college that the strongest and most talented Phytophyte in mainland China became a master when he was in his thirties, and he is now a master." Yu Qingqian replied.

"Well, it's not bad to be a master in his thirties. How old is he now?" Guyan asked.

"It's over a hundred years old." Yu Qingqian replied.

Gu Yan sneered: "Then he must have encountered some chance to enter the master class when he was in his thirties, otherwise he would not have been stuck in the grand master class for so many years. It is probably useless for such a talent to enter the grand master class."

Yu Qingqian nodded, and had to say that Master Stinky Fart's knowledge and deduction are very strong, which should be the benefit of extensive knowledge.

"Master, you just said that this is a poor country, don't you come from us?" Yu Qingqian asked the doubts in his heart.

Yu Qingqian had discovered early on that when Mr. Fart talked about the mainland where she was from time to time, it was with a sense of contempt.