Lin Wan’er said shyly: “I don’t feel tired at all. I just ate that leaf and I feel refreshed and indescribably relaxed. I am not tired at all.”
Ye Chen nodded. Although Lin Wan’er did not master spiritual energy, spiritual energy, an extremely pure energy, had an effect on anyone.
Judging from the aura contained in the mother of Pucha tea leaf just now, its effect is almost equivalent to a quarter of a blood-spreading and heart-saving pill. Ordinary people can live an extra year and a half if they take one pill, and there is no big problem. Your condition will also be significantly improved, and no matter what kind of disease you are suffering from, you can see great improvement.
The Evergreen Pill that Lin Wan’er takes is the ceiling of her current lifespan. She will not even get sick before she is five hundred years old. Therefore, in this case, the leaves of the Mother of Pucha cannot extend her lifespan, nor can it eliminate her. The illness was painful, but it made her body feel like it was on infinite clockwork, and she didn’t feel tired at all.
Since neither of them was sleepy at all, Ye Chen stopped assembling the tent. He and Lin Wan’er sat on the edge of Tianchi, immersed in looking at the stars in the sky and chatting about their respective past events.
Ye Chen enjoyed chatting with Lin Wan’er very much. Since his parents passed away, he had reservations about everyone. He hid his identity and strength from his wife Xiao Churan, but kept it secret from those who followed him and several others. As a confidante, although Ye Chen gradually disclosed his identity and strength to them, he never told anyone about his adventure in obtaining the “Nine Mysterious Scriptures”.
Only Lin Wan’er knew all of Ye Chen’s secrets.
The same goes for Lin Wan’er.
Over the past three hundred years, she has adopted countless orphans, but she has only confessed the secret of her immortality to the few people she trusts most. Except for the children she raised, she has not told any outsiders her secret. Ye Chen was the first.
Therefore, deep down in their hearts, both of them regard each other as their true confidant, and the only confidant.
Since Banna is located in the southwest, the actual daybreak time is an hour later than in the eastern region, so the two of them chatted until nearly seven o’clock, when the sky finally gradually lightened up.
At this time, Ye Chen’s life experience of just over twenty years has been almost covered, while Lin Waner has just talked about the beginning of the 20th century.
Seeing that the sky was already bright, Lin Wan’er said to Ye Chen, “Sir, it’s almost time for us to leave, right?”
Ye Chen nodded and said, “You haven’t elaborated on your experience of being ambushed by Wu Feiyan on Hong Kong Island and narrowly escaping from death.”
Lin Wan’er smiled and said: “Young Master wants to hear it. I will explain it to you slowly after I return home.”
“Okay.” Ye Chen stretched and said, “It’s almost time to go to the airport.”
After that, he pointed to the mother of Pu tea and said: “Miss Lin, you have experience in tea plantation. Come and dig out the mother of Pu tea.”
Lin Wan’er nodded and was about to dig out the mother of Pucha tea with her bare hands, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she suddenly stopped and exclaimed: “Look, sir! The leaves picked last night have grown!”
“Really?” Ye Chen was confused and looked closely, and sure enough he found that the two places he had pulled off yesterday had now grown two extremely fresh young leaves that were even covered with dew.
Ye Chen couldn’t help but marvel: “This is so fast, I didn’t even notice that she was growing leaves quietly!”