Those years of farming in the mountains

Rumor has it that the west of the desert has long been desolate and lonely, with few people, and many barbarians gathered.

This is not the case.

Pedestrians are like weaving, and there is a lot of traffic.

The architectural style is beautiful, and it is scattered on both sides of the lake and surrounded by oases, which is unique.

As you get closer, you can hear the hustle and bustle of selling, and camels and horses hung with cloth and spices can be seen everywhere.

He came alone, the outer garment on his body gradually changed its shape, the spiritual light was woven into a headscarf, and a burqa was loosely draped around his body.

Chen Yu looked around with curiosity in his eyes.

It is different from the legends heard during the Qi and Liang Dynasties, and also different from the "Western Regions" in my imagination.

Although the costumes of the people here are quite different from those in the Central Plains, the words they speak are somewhat similar, as if they are dialects in a remote place, and you can still vaguely understand one or two of them after careful identification.

Other than that, black hair, yellow skin, and black pupils were all similar to the Central Plains, but he also noticed that there were several caravans in the city, the leaders of which were short in stature and had yellow hair like seaweed.

They wear more armor, but the armor is thin and seems to be tightly attached to the body, which is different from the style of armor in the impression.

"That's a Nero."

With his sharp mind, Chen Yu soon learned a lot from other people in his fluent local dialect. For example, this place is a small country called 'Fanye', and its territory is limited to this oasis.

And these Neluo people came from a bay in the southwest. It is said that there are beautiful mountains and clear waters, and it is like spring all year round, but the humidity is heavy, the wind is rough and the sea is impassable.The only way to get to other places is to cross the desert.

Naya, as the locals call this oasis, means mother.

I don't know if it's because there has been no war for a long time, there is no gate outside the gray-yellow city, only a wide gap is opened, allowing people to come and go.

Chen Yu easily entered the city.

The surrounding area was very lively, so he first went to the local palace to see if there were any records in it—it was said to be a palace, but it was actually a three-storey building with circular terraces stacked on both sides, and four or five courtyards connected through it , but it looks rich and precious in the city.

But it's a pity, even though I saw the king who was said by the local population to be hardworking, the other party was lying on the dancer's body with his breasts exposed, and an unsavory smell permeated the palace, and the monarchs and ministers inside were delighted.

Chen Yu wandered around, but found that there were very few scrolls in the palace, and even a few pieces of paper were missing.

At first, I wondered whether to use cloth to record things, but I searched and couldn't find it, so I had to give up.

In fact, there are not only no books in Fanye Kingdom, but there is no tradition of reading and literacy from top to bottom.And in terms of system, it is more like a grass-roots team. It has never been improved in the past few generations. Now the king just opened more gaps on both sides of the city just for the convenience of traveling.

This is a random country.

Chen Yu was left with an impression, it was the first time that the whole country was so... scribbled.

I stayed in Panye for two days, mainly with the help of local traders, to collect information from various sources, and to buy many novelty things that could not be seen in the Central Plains.

Including many medicinal materials that grow in deserts, water marshes, coasts and other places, there are transits in this oasis.

"This batch of medicinal herbs is a good thing. The people living more than 2000 miles to the north like it very much. Without them, they would not be able to survive the cold winter, and they would pay [-]% more for babies."

"The red-haired people on the west coast, oh, they call themselves the Bant people...they like long beetles and cold bells. These are not medicinal materials, but they are ground and mashed, and after soaking in water, they can get a soup that dispels cold and warms the body. , this is a prescription from the distant Middle Earth, I don't tell ordinary people..."

"And this, this, and this... are all first-class treasures. How do you say it in the Chinese dialect, by the way, it's called Tongshouwuwife!"

Chen Yu: "..."

Looking at the businessman in front of him who was talking fluently and trying his best to sell the medicine in front of him, he looked indifferent, listening to the other party's mouthful of treasures, what he said was outdated, and he had to buy it early.

Handing over a bag of golden sand, ignoring the surprised gaze of the other party, he wrapped the whole thing in front of him.

He didn't bother to correct the weird pronunciation, he just turned around and left. Compared to when he came, he was carrying five or six thick leather bags in his hand, which were full.

When he returned to the small shop where he temporarily lived, he found that perhaps it was closer to the Central Plains. The people in the vicinity of Fanye Kingdom were more or less influenced by what they called "Middle Earth". There are countless legends about Middle Earth, saying that it is full of Gold, rivers flowing with honey and milk, trees full of overripe fruit, wild beasts so docile that they would jump around by themselves as long as a fire is set up... and so on, it's mostly a beautiful fantasy.

Therefore, it is inevitable that there will be admiration.

Chen Yu recalled that it was recorded in a miscellaneous note that he just read not long ago that the west of the desert had contact with the countries of the Central Plains hundreds of years ago.

These fanciful imaginations were probably introduced and fermented at that time.

After closing the door, he waved his sleeves and knocked down a string of auras, transforming into a formation and covering the room.

In the next moment, his figure disappeared in a flash.

Qingyun Mountain.

Chen Yu appeared on a gentle slope with medicinal herbs. This place was specially opened up, about two feet long, leaning against the jagged mountain in front, and the closed passage faintly revealed on it.

[Book] [Medicine] [Treasure]

The three openings are close to each other, and there is a pair of words on the top of each, which is branded by him.

This is a storage place for personal belongings. Although there is no possibility of outsiders stealing them, it is much more pleasing to the eye after sorting out, making it much easier to find.

Open the [medicine], and the fragrance will roll on the face, as if the essence, condensed into a breath that is almost visible to the naked eye.

He took a deep breath, only to feel that sweet, bitter and spicy came out immediately, with mixed flavors.

"The medicinal herbs have to be stored separately, and mixed together to infect the medicinal power."

Slapping his nose, Chen Yu made a quick move and brought a pile of jade and wood from the [Bao] character cave next door.

Most of them are picked up on the road. Although they will not give birth to spirituality after being cultivated, they are suitable for mana and can be used as a carrier for spirit sealing techniques, and can better preserve medicines and spiritual plants, so that they will not fade away prematurely.

After a lot of tossing, the batch of medicinal herbs brought in this time was put into the warehouse together for later use.

After working hard for half an hour, all the three caves were engraved with detailed spiritual arrays, and the engravings of the spirit seals were neatly and uniformly arranged, and the effect was even more powerful.

Afterwards, he went to the spiritual fields to look after the seeds. Now the dozens of spiritual fields in Qingwu Mountain are basically planted with suitable spiritual plants. Among them, Xinghan grass, sun moon grass and cloud ganoderma have been picked more than once. one season.

There are also a lot of new spiritual plants that have been cultivated and matured, but they can only be valued and kept by him. After all, only a small number of them are cultivated from spiritual seeds.

Ninety percent of them were given up because of mediocre utility.

Only a few seeds are kept in the wooden box on the wooden shelf in the deepest part of the [Yao]zi cave, and I don't know if there will be a day of reappearance.

Lingzhi is widely planted and harvested a lot. Except for a small part that is dried and ground for storage, the rest of the herbs are mostly filled with Danding when they are still alive.

Thanks to this, Chen Yu's alchemy, no matter the skill or the heat, including the mastery of many alchemy formulas, can be said to be fast.

Now, just refining qi and blood pills is no longer enough for him. He is comparing the medicinal uses of various spiritual plants, and wants to figure out more high-quality pills, especially in terms of spirituality.