Feng Xingying also felt that someone was following her, so when Qin Molin pulled her into the space, she didn't resist at all.
As soon as he entered Qin Molin's space, Feng Xingying was stunned by the dazzling purple scene in front of him.
In his space, there were no mountains or trees at this time, only an endless expanse of purple irises, each one blooming in full bloom, as if to welcome their king.
At this time, Feng Xingying was their king.
Especially Feng Xingying, who has just awakened to the wood spiritual power. In the wood system, she is only the lowest level spirit user. However, due to the influence of the sacred tree and Feng Xingying relying on her own understanding, her wood spiritual power qualifications are also excellent.
It seems that to create this iris forest, Qin Molin really put a lot of thought and energy into it.
In other words, he should have prepared them long ago. These irises are not like spiritual creations, but should be the product of his planting or transplanting.
He said: Do you like iris flowers? When it’s your birthday, I’ll take you to see the most beautiful iris flowers in the world.
He did it.
Feng Xingying's heart felt inexplicably warm.
Maybe she should give them one more chance with each other.
At this time, looking at the purple iris flowers blooming all over the sky, Feng Xingying felt something again.
However, before she could sort out this feeling, the flowers in front of her suddenly lost their lives.
They suddenly detached from the branches and flew in the air, but did not fall.
At this time, there was another scene. The purple petals were enchanting and colorful, carrying fresh life that had just been picked, performing a flower dance for her.
"Does it look good?" Qin Molin's voice had a hint of domineering publicity. "Like it?"
You obviously want to please, but you are still so domineering.
"I don't like it." Feng Xingying shook his head.
"Women are always telling the truth. I know you must like it." Qin Molin curled his lips, and his deep eyes fell on the iris flowers flying in the sky.
A small mountain-sized alchemy cauldron appeared out of thin air in his space, and the petals began to rush into the cauldron.
This is the first time Feng Xingying has seen such a large cauldron for alchemy.
Qin Molin seemed to be refining elixirs, but he was not refining them.
His movements were extremely fast, and the fire dragon flew out from his fingertips, streaking through a ferocious wave of fire in the sky in front of him, and then coiled around the alchemy cauldron.
Fire dragons whirled and heat waves surged into the sky.
The feeling of spiritual power in the entire space also changed from the originally thriving wood spiritual power to a monstrous flame.
Feng Xingying even felt like he was in the melting pot at this moment.
The fire light quickly faded after circling around for a while.
By the time Feng Xingying came to his senses, Qin Molin had already handed over a translucent amethyst bottle: Fragranced with the essence of iris, I hope you like it.
Feng Xingying was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that he still remembered.
When the peach blossoms were in full bloom in early spring, Feng Xingying extracted a small bottle of flower oil from the peach blossoms and sold them at a high price.
At that time, Qin Molin asked her: Why don't you keep it for your own use
Feng Xingying said: Every woman has her own different hobbies. Some people like the beauty of peach blossoms, some like the purity of pear blossoms, and some like the elegance of vanilla and orchids, but I only love the freedom of iris flowers.
Unexpectedly, he still remembered and the method of refining flower oil.
Compared with refining elixirs, refining flower oil is much simpler, but Qin Molin's skill is amazing.
Although it looks like a crystal bottle the size of a small medicine bottle, it is actually a space spiritual treasure that can hold a pool of spring water inside.
Feng Xingying pinched the small jade bottle in his hand and was a little distracted.