Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 157 The Ultimate Herb
After leaving the cave, Xiang Bao hurriedly said: "Brother, why did you let him go? I don't believe you can't beat him!"

Xiang Shaofeng was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Did you find the problem?"

"what is the problem?"

"Before he entered the cave, his cultivation was at the first level of Qi, what about now?"

Xiang Bao thought about it carefully, and suddenly his face changed drastically, "Don't tell me, I haven't noticed yet, his blood has indeed increased a lot just now."

Xiang Shaofeng nodded and said: "Exactly, he just broke through in just a short while."

"Either, he had already reached the double threshold before Qiucai, and he was only one or two points away from breaking through; or, he encountered a chance in the cave."

Having said that, he looked at Xiang Bao and asked, "Which one do you think it is?"

Xiang Bao said without hesitation: "It's definitely not the former. How could it be such a coincidence that it happened to break through at this time, neither sooner nor later."

Xiang Shaofeng nodded, and continued: "Also, the icy fist he used was useless when I forced him so hard at first, but it was suddenly used just now, isn't it strange?"

Xiang Bao froze for a moment, slapped his thigh, and said angrily: "It must be a chance in the cave. Why did he give such a good thing! No, I have to go back and have a look."

Xiang Shaofeng grabbed him and shook his head lightly, "You think chance is cabbage? I've never heard of anything, eating it can not only improve your skills, but also develop new fist strength."

"This matter is strange, and I couldn't figure it out for a while. But since he got it, it belongs to him, so could it be possible that you can still get the thing out of his throat?"

Xiang Bao was speechless, unwilling to say: "It's too cheap for him."

Xiang Shaofeng sneered, "Warriors of my generation cultivate themselves, and there is no point in being jealous of others. Even if you kill him, your cultivation will not increase by a single iota."

"Furthermore, the space in the cave is small, and his Frost Fist is too fierce, so I may not be able to take him down, so it's better to sell favors."

"He's a smart man and should understand what I mean."

Xiang Bao sighed helplessly, "He will definitely win the first place this time, my five or six pills are hopeless."

"Then realize the shame and be brave..."

The footsteps gradually faded away, and Zhao Lin slowly retreated to the cave.

Maybe he read too many novels in his previous life, and he was always worried that as long as he showed his extraordinary talent, others would want to suppress and silence him.

While there is nothing wrong with this kind of thinking and it can keep you safe, it is not true for everyone.

If Xiang Shaofeng said what he said from the bottom of his heart, his heart and mind are quite different.

Zhao Lin returned to the cave just now, took out a sweat towel from his bag, wrapped it around his hand, and opened the medicine storage box left by Xiang Shaofeng, with the mouth of the box facing outside.

Open the lid of the box, waited for a while, but no poisonous arrow and poisonous smoke appeared, and then turned around to have a look.

There are seven or eight herbs in the box.

Ground blood ginseng, thorn head, purple mulberry...

There are not many of them, but each one is quite good, and two of them can be classified as top grade.

It seems that Xiang Shaofeng is very picky, he doesn't even pick the herbs that are not good quality.

Zhao Lin was very satisfied, and with these herbs, even if he stopped picking them now, it would be difficult for him to be the top of the list.

Before the autumn harvest, he had inquired with his old disciples, and in previous years, basically as long as there were top-grade herbs, he would be able to enter the top ten.

If you want to enter the top three, or even win the first place, you must have at least three top-grade herbs.

I already have six top-grade plants, not to mention the top-grade medicinal herb such as yin eroded lotus.

However, the results of previous years can only be used as a reference. After all, the mountains are different, and the grade and richness of the herbs are also very different.

Zhao Lin took out the medicinal materials from the box, put them into his own medicine storage box, walked into the cave where Yinxilian was located, and saw the trampled ice silkworm on the ground at a glance.

Speaking of which, the biggest harvest of this autumn harvest is not the medicinal herbs, but the soul of the ice silkworm.

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, if it weren't for the Xiang family brothers' torment, it would be impossible for me to find the eclipse lotus, let alone encounter the ice silkworm.

"The spirit belongs to me, and the corpse will be collected for you."

Exotic silkworms are actually rare medicinal materials, but now there is only one piece of skin left, which is completely useless.

Zhao Lin took out a shovel, packed up the silkworm corpse and the extruded viscera, walked out of the cave, found a deep rock crevice and threw it into it.

Returning to the cave again, he looked at Yinxilian, hesitating whether to pick it off.

The eclipse lotus grows in a place of extreme shade, and it is difficult to keep it fresh after picking. It is still one day before the end of autumn harvesting. Even if it is placed in a medicine storage box, it is difficult to ensure that the medicinal properties will not be lost.

Practically all extreme herbs have this problem and must be dealt with as soon as possible.

Stay here and pick again tomorrow?

No!

The Xiang family brothers already knew about this place, so there was no guarantee that they would not come back, and within a day, maybe someone else would find this place.

If the yin eclipse lotus was picked off by others, it would really be a duck to the hand. Zhao Lin absolutely cannot tolerate this kind of thing happening.

After much deliberation, Zhao Lin decided to take it now!
Carefully plucked off the yin eclipse lotus, put it into Xiang Shaofeng's medicine box, left the cave, and went straight to the foot of Wuzhi Mountain.

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On the mountainside of Wuzhi Mountain, there is a vigorous welcoming pine tree, and there are six elders from the Dancing Elephant Academy and the outer courtyard.

Today is the second day of autumn picking, and there will be no disciples going down the mountain. The elders have nothing to do, they are meditating and practicing Qi, while chatting with each other.

"Why did someone come down?"

Elder Zhou of the outer court accidentally glanced up the mountain, saw a disciple running down from the index finger peak, and ran directly to the side of the mountain, he couldn't help but let out a "huh".

Elder Jinshi's face darkened slightly, "No one wants to quit, right?"

In the past few years, such a thing happened: Some disciples were unlucky and got nothing for two days, or the hard-picked herbs were robbed, which led to a collapse of confidence, giving up on themselves, and choosing to go down the mountain early.

"Shui Jing, how do I look like a disciple of your department?"

The disciple ran closer and closer, Elder Huoyu saw clearly that it was Zhao Lin, and immediately teased him.

Shui Jing also recognized it, and couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Although he didn't spend much time with Zhao Lin, he also knew that this disciple was definitely not a weak and incompetent person, and it was impossible for him to give up halfway. There must be some reason.

"Is it hurt?"

This is the most reasonable explanation Shui Jing can come up with.

"It doesn't look like it, it's running fast!" Huo Yu stroked his beard and said.

The other elders didn't speak. Since they are disciples of the Shui Jing Department, it is natural for the head to deal with it.

However, Elder Huoyu didn't seem to think so, before Zhao Lin came close, he raised his voice and said, "Zhao Lin, today is the second day, why did you go down the mountain early?"

Elder Shui Jing's face darkened, and he said angrily, "My disciple, don't bother you."

After speaking, he looked at Zhao Lin, "But are you injured?"

Zhao Lin stopped in front of the tree, folded his arms and saluted, "I have met all the elders."

Then he raised his head and looked in the direction of Shui Jing, "Elder, there is nothing wrong with this disciple, but because I picked a top-quality herb, I was worried that it would lose its medicinal properties tomorrow, so I sent it down in advance."

(End of this chapter)