Half a month later,
Deep in the thick fog, a recessed valley in the mountain wall finally welcomed its guests again.
Zhao Sheng, covered in dust, rolled down the slope and sat down on the ground, panting.
He didn't care about anything else and immediately took a Lingyuan Pill and tore off a hydrotherapy talisman to treat the injury on his arm.
There was a deep gash on his arm, and blood was flowing out uncontrollably.
As the spiritual water adhered to the wound, the bleeding from the gap quickly stopped.
He is so unlucky.
The journey was two hundred miles and took fifteen days. During this time he got lost dozens of times and was in danger seventeen or eighteen times, but he was never injured.
It seems that 99% of the journey to obtain the scriptures has been completed, and only one step is left to reach Lingshan.
When he arrived at the door, he encountered an unexpected disaster.
Zhao Sheng was walking peacefully on a cliff less than ten miles away from the sloped medicinal garden when two giant beasts suddenly started fighting each other on the cliff above his head, causing the earth and rocks to collapse and fall in large pieces.
Zhao Sheng didn't have time to dodge completely before he was hit on the head by the rocks falling from the sky.
Not only was he covered in dust, but he also had a big cut on his arm.
One word: bad luck!
But in just a moment, the cut on Zhao Sheng's arm quickly stopped bleeding and shrank, forming a layer of red crystal membrane, and granulation tissue began to grow inside.
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng knew that this was due to his self-healing constitution!
His body recovers seven times faster than an ordinary person.
Don't worry!
In an instant, dozens of strong medicinal aromas rushed into Zhao Sheng's nose.
He couldn't help but sneeze, but suddenly he grinned.
Zhao Sheng turned over and stood up, step by step walking into the spiritual medicine garden.
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As his gaze shifted, precious medicinal herbs appeared from time to time under dead trees, in the grass, and in the cracks of rocks.
But these were not enough to stop Zhao Sheng.
He ran straight to the side close to the mountain wall.
After walking for a while, you can see a flat piece of land about half an acre in size that has been cleared by people under the mountain wall.
The land is neatly covered with various rare medicinal herbs from the outside world.
Dragon Fruit, Seven-leaf Green Leaf, Jade God Flower, Nine-bend Ginseng, God-refining Grass...
The seeds of these rare elixirs that Zhao Sheng had planted in his previous life had already grown into shape.
The ability to make these elixirs that require very harsh growing conditions germinate and grow must be attributed to the magical effect of the medicinal mud.
In order to get this half-acre medicinal field, Zhao Sheng dug up all the slopes and poured all the collected medicinal mud onto the land.
Now it seems that the effect is outstanding!
In addition to these spiritual medicines, the other half of the medicine field is planted with purple qi ganoderma, blood sword grass, dragon fruit and other spiritual medicines originally found on the slope.
They were transplanted one by one by Zhao Sheng.
When they were transplanted, they were at least several hundred years old.
Three hundred years have passed!
Except for a few spiritual herbs that withered after maturity, most of the others are still growing well.
Zhao Sheng counted them and was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.
At a glance, there were as many as three red fire ganoderma plants over 500 years old in the medicine field.
However, the red fire ganoderma is not the most eye-catching.
Zhao Sheng's gaze involuntarily turned to the center of the medicine field.
At this time, there was a spiritual plant that was seven feet tall, as thick as a wrist, with branches and leaves as crystal-clear as white jade, and a network of meridians throughout its interior.
There are also traces of green spiritual liquid flowing in the meridians of the spiritual plant, which looks extremely mysterious.
It stands proudly in the center of the medicine field, like a crane among chickens, looking down at the many magical medicines around it.
Upon seeing this spiritual plant, Zhao Sheng cried out, "White jade and blue blood?! A strangely mutated spiritual branch!"
Zhao Sheng never expected that a mere spiritual medicine field could actually produce such a rare spiritual plant in the world.
The mutated magical branch is also known as the Green Blood Treasure Tree. It is rare to find one among millions of magical branches, and it is truly rare in the world.
It is one of the very few rare treasures in the world of immortal cultivation that does not care about grade and can be of some use even to the True Lord of Transformation.
The Green Blood Spirit Liquid produced by the Green Blood Treasure Tree can purify the soul of a cultivator, no matter if you are a True Lord of Transformation or a novice in Qi Refining.
That's amazing!
You must know that Zhenjun Huashen is the most powerful fighter in this world.
There are really not many treasures in this world that can move these old monsters.
What's more, this is a rare treasure that can purify the soul.
In the world of cultivating immortals, the starting price of similar treasures is at least 200,000 spirit stones.
Back then, Zhao Sheng had only spent less than 60,000 spirit stones to acquire the 100-year leasehold rights at Longli Lake, plus an annual rent of 2,000 spirit stones.
A hundred years adds up to only 260,000 spirit stones.
This amount of spirit stones can only buy a drop of blue blood.
Zhao Sheng walked over anxiously and stretched out his hand to carefully measure the height.
Seven feet three inches!
"What a pity it's less than nine feet!" Zhao Sheng sighed with regret.
Eight feet is spirit, nine feet turns into treasure!
Only when the Jade Blood Treasure Tree is over nine feet tall can it be called a treasure tree.
Because only the Jade Blood Treasure Tree that is more than nine feet tall can play a significant role in the True Lord Huashen.
Of course, this doesn't mean that the Green Blood Tree below nine feet is useless, it's just that the effect is minimal.
Although Zhao Sheng felt very regretful, he still couldn't contain his ecstasy.
A seven-foot-tall blood-red tree is already precious enough.
For the Zhao family, the eight-foot-tall Jade Blood Treasure Tree is no longer a treasure, but a disaster that can destroy the family and the clan.
Because spiritual plants of this level can attract countless Nascent Soul ancestors.
The seven-foot treasure tree corresponds to the golden elixir level, which is barely the limit that the Zhao family can bear.
Um?
At this moment, Zhao Sheng's eyes suddenly flashed and he looked at the soil under the treasure tree.
I saw that within three feet around the tree roots, there was a thin layer of black particles the size of gravel.
This piece of "black sand" is obviously very different from the surrounding medicinal soil.
"This is.?"
Zhao Sheng suddenly squatted down, picked up a handful of black sand, put it under his nose and smelled it.
The smell is fishy and musky, but with a hint of astringency.
Could it be
Zhao Sheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately put his fingers into his mouth and stirred it a few times.
The taste and texture are all right!
It is undoubtedly spiritual soil.
Zhao Shengteng stood up suddenly and looked around quickly.
Where there is spiritual soil, there must be spiritual earthworm nests.
Because spiritual soil is the excrement of spiritual earthworms.
Zhao Sheng soon discovered the clue.
If you look closely, you can see a thin black sand road starting from the roots of the Blood Treasure Tree, extending all the way to the mountain and finally sinking into a pile of rubble.
Zhao Sheng walked over a few steps, bent down and carefully observed the pile of rubble.
Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.
It seems that the spiritual energy here is a little richer than that in the medicine field.
Think of the characteristics of earthworms, which are spiritual and can only live in the soil by eating air.
Zhao Sheng's heart suddenly started pounding, and he couldn't help but come up with a bold idea.
There might be a spiritual vein hidden behind this pile of rubble.
His guess was not absurd.
Tianzhu Mountain has many spiritual veins of various grades.
There are even rumors claiming that Tianzhu Mountain contains the only fifth-level spiritual vein in this world. However, this fifth-level spiritual vein was imprisoned by a peerless master countless thousands of years ago.
Some people even say with certainty that the other spiritual veins in Tianzhu Mountain are just extensions of this fifth-level spiritual vein.
Zhao Sheng knew that this rumor was not groundless.
If nothing else,
Without sufficient spiritual power to support it, how could the ancient restrictions above the three layers of cloud sea on Tianzhu Mountain have persisted from ancient times to today and still not collapsed?
This is an obvious truth that any smart person will understand.
Zhao Sheng is now caught in sweet troubles.
He didn't know how to choose for a moment?
Should I dig the spiritual veins first, or pick the spiritual herbs first?
After thinking about it, he turned around and returned to the medicine field.
Since the spiritual vein can't escape anyway, it's better to collect the spiritual medicine first and put it in the bag for safekeeping.