Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 144
"Now that everyone is here, let's go."

Elder Jin Shi, the head of the six elders, glanced at the group of disciples, and said in a loud voice, "Before that, I will explain three things."

"First, Qiu Cai can't help fighting and snatching, but as long as he goes down the mountain, he can no longer use force, and offenders will be severely punished!"

"Second, be careful when you shoot, and deliberately mutilate fellow disciples to pay for their lives!"

"Thirdly, autumn harvesting lasts for three days. On the third day, we will meet here from noon to you."

Elder Shui Jing returned to the front of the team, and whispered: "When you go up the mountain, be smart and act carefully. If you encounter difficulties with your own people, help them if you can, and do what you can."

Zhao Lin and others all claimed to be.

"All disciples, let's go!"

Following Elder Jinshi's order, the six disciples ran towards the five peaks.

More than 200 disciples were divided into five groups, and the tide generally rushed to the five peaks.

Zhong Yewu and Xiang Bao, two of the top two disciples in the competition, took the lead, aiming at the highest peak of the middle finger.

Lin Qiutong from the Aoki Department, Du Zhong and Du Nian from the Law and Soil Department, led several outstanding disciples from the headquarters to climb the Index Finger Peak.

More than half of the fifty disciples in the outer courtyard rushed towards Wumingzhi Peak.

The three main peaks were occupied, and some disciples had already chosen their favorite peaks, but they changed their direction halfway and went to the less competitive Little Finger Peak and Thumb Peak.

Wuzhi Mountain is inaccessible, there are no mountain roads to walk on, and even some places need hands and feet to climb up.

The disciples consciously did not crowd together, but spread out, looking for a suitable place to go up the mountain.

Zhao Lin mixed in the crowd and came to the bottom of the middle finger peak.

He didn't accelerate with all his strength at the beginning, but took a detour, deliberately picked a rough and uninhabited place, thrust the beef tendon stick behind his back, and climbed up the mountain.

After climbing for a while, the body was gradually covered by the lush vegetation protruding from the mountain.

Zhao Lin glanced down the mountain, and the 28 acupoints on the front chest and back sprayed out spiral force at the same time, directly pulling his body up.

The number of rare medicinal herbs is limited, first come, first served, you must rush ahead of others.

After crossing the steepest section at the beginning, a sloping field appeared. Zhao Lin closed the acupoints, landed his feet slowly, and ran up the mountain.

The trees on the slope grow obliquely upwards, verdant and tall, with a canopy like a cover, and vines wrap around the tree body, spiraling upwards, mixed with colorful and exotic flowers.

Zhao Lin used his nose to breathe as hard as he could along the way, sniffing out various smells in the air.

Soil, flowers, dead leaves, fruits, insects...

Since absorbing the spirit of smelling mink, these scents are like paintings on white paper to him, and he can see them all at a glance.

In order to save energy, when encountering a difficult section of the road, it will be jetted into the air to cross it, and the easy section will be run with two legs.

Walking to about two-thirds of the height of the mountain, Zhao Lin suddenly smelled a smell of pine nuts, with a hint of sweet and sour in it.

"What is the taste?"

Zhao Lin raised his head and found himself in a green pine forest.

The forest is dark and cool, and the sunlight casts mottled shadows through the gaps in the leaves.

It is September, when the pine nuts are ripe, and it is normal to have the taste of pine nuts, but where does the sweet and sour taste come from?
The smell is vague, and it smells a bit like the pineapple from the previous life.

Zhao Lin is not sure whether this kind of fruit exists in this world, but pineapple is produced in the tropics, and it is absolutely impossible for Yanzhou to have it.

After hesitating for a moment, he stopped going up and walked deep into the pine forest.

Rather delay some time to figure things out!
There are only some low vegetation in the pine forest, although there are some flowers and plants, but the smell is not right.

Feel free to continue to deepen, the taste seems to be stronger.

Zhao Lin looked around and didn't see any special herbs, so he couldn't help feeling surprised.

With your own sense of smell, as long as you determine the taste, you will be able to find the source.

What's going on this time?

After wandering around for a long time, I finally saw a small grass with an unattractive appearance but unique under a vigorous pine tree.

It is ugly because the grass looks a bit like a plantain, short and small, with only seven or eight leaves.

The difference is that no grass grows in a three-foot radius around this grass.

Weird!
Zhao Lin's eyelids twitched, and he walked over quickly.

Not all the rare medicinal herbs are fragrant and colorful, some seem ordinary, but they are extremely precious medicinal materials.

Walking closer, the smell is still very weak.

Zhao Lin thought for a while, then bent over and lay on the ground, the smell was indeed much stronger.

Looking up at Gu Song, his heart moved.

Is it...

Zhao Lin's heart beat violently, and he quickly took out a small shovel from his backpack, and started digging down a foot around the grass.

The shovel waved, and the soil flew up. After a while, Zhao Lin dug out the whole piece of soil from the ground.

Pulling apart the clods of soil revealed a fist-sized, walnut-shaped core.

The color of the fruit core is deep red, and the surface is wound with several ring-shaped textures as if carved with a knife.

"Song Po Kui!"

Zhao Lin suffocated, his eyes revealed a look of surprise.

Comparing the memory of rare medicinal herbs in my mind, I was sure that the thing in front of me was Song Po Kui.

Pine sunflower, also known as amber sunflower, has extremely strict environmental requirements and only grows in old pine forests.

Songbokui absorbs the essence of pine forest and uses pine resin as food and drink.

The dripping of pine oil is like rain and dew to it. Over the years, the rhizomes gestate the fruit core, and it takes hundreds of years to grow.

Zhao Lin carefully picked off the core and put it in the medicine storage box.

After thinking about it, he buried the rest in the soil again.

What he took was actually the most valuable tuber of the sombe, and the rest of the herb was still alive.

Maybe hundreds of years later, another core will grow out.

"I don't know who will be cheaper by then?"

Zhao Lin smiled slightly, strode out of the pine forest, and walked towards the peak.

Harvesting the best medicinal herbs for the first time, my heart is happy, and even my steps are light.

……

After Zhao Lin left, after about half a stick of incense, a young man with a high nose, deep eyes and vigorous movements came to the pine forest.

If Zhao Lin was present, he would definitely recognize this person as Xiang Bao, a disciple of the Fire Jade Department.

A fox with a small body and silver spots is curled up in Xiang Bao's arms.

Approaching the pine forest, the fox suddenly stood up, his nose twitching.

"Smell it?"

Xiang Bao glanced into the pine forest and said in a low voice, "Go!"

The fox seemed to be spiritual, jumped on the ground, and quickly rushed into the forest.

Xiang Bao comes from a family of martial arts. Nine years ago, his ancestor caught a rare silver-spotted fox cub outside the pass.

The silver-spotted fox has a keen sense of smell, which is not inferior to the scented mink, but it is more intelligent and human.

This silver-spotted fox has been trained since childhood and can recognize more than [-] kinds of rare medicinal herbs, which have been reused by the family.

In order to get five or six pills, Xiang Bao borrowed them with great difficulty.

In the pine forest came two fox calls of "squeak".

Xiang Bao's face showed joy, and he said to himself: "It seems that there are rare medicinal herbs in the forest. I wonder if it is red fuling or golden shegan?"

"It would be great if it was Songbaoi..."

(End of this chapter)