Peerless concubine pharmacist

Chapter 910

Soon, as if the dragon-headed boat was flying fast, the imperial palace had been left behind, the roaring breath and the sound of the wind swept past the ears, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be running backwards.

The speed of this leading ship is beyond imagination.

"Wow, wow..." Ququ vomited all over the floor, the speed was too fast, she got a little seasick.

Luo Yue hurriedly took out a pill and took it, only then did she feel much better.

Zi Nian would glance at Luoyue from time to time, no matter the front, side, or even back view, they were almost exactly the same as his own statue.

How could there be a statue in his own space? Zi Nian didn't know why.

Luoyue would also look at Zi Nian from time to time, where is this guy's secret, the secret of ascending to immortality?
Sometimes the eyes of the two met, and they both smiled awkwardly at each other, and then looked away.

Then Zi Nian came over.

"What are you looking for?" he asked.

"Hate the grass. What about you?" Luoyue said.

"One Night Sleep, I've never heard of this kind of flower, it's a strange name, isn't it?" Zi Nian said.

"Then you have to be careful not to eat it by mistake." Luoyue smiled.

"Is it highly poisonous?" Zi Nian asked.

"No, One Night's Sleep also has a common name, He Huanhua, you know the result of eating it." Of course, I feel a little embarrassed to mention this topic, and this hint can no longer be obvious.

"Ah, I didn't expect Laojun to use this thing." Zi Nian resolved the embarrassment humorously.

The two looked at each other and smiled, one in a daze, as if they knew each other in the past life...

"Xiandao, Penglai Xiandao!" The sharp-eyed person was already pointing forward.

Everyone looked at the past, only to see a misty island between the clouds and mountains, looming, with a hazy fairy spirit, just like in a painting.

Such beautiful scenery makes people think about it, and Laojun's warning has long been forgotten.

Penglai Xiandao is getting closer and bigger, and the fresh air of water, wood and soil on Xiandao, as well as the fragrance of various flowers, deeply impressed everyone's sense of smell and vision.

Soon, the leading boat came to the island and stopped.

It's not like an adventure experience, but like a vacation.

The dragon boat is gone, and when you set foot on Penglai Xiandao, there are road steles on the island, so you won’t miss it when you come back.

There is also a big peach tree here, which is in full bloom, so it is easy to find.

According to the information in hand, the plant you are looking for, its attributes, and where it is suitable for growing...

There are so many trails on Xiandao, each group searched for them according to the map.

What Luoyue was looking for was Hate Grass, a very thin grass. It was recorded in the data that it grew in the depths of the Immortal Isle and was bred by the mist there...

The falling moon seems to go into the depths, and the fog becomes thicker as it goes...

She had long forgotten about her partner.

She carefully observed the surroundings along the way, and picked a few of the plants and flowers that were not there and put them in the Hundred Flowers Ring to raise them. At the same time, she got some soil and water in them, and they soon survived.

Penglai Xiandao doesn't look big, but it's really big when you walk up. It was dusk when I came here, and now the sky has completely dimmed. I heard the voice of my companions just now, but now it's silent. Only the wind and sound of water.

I don't know where Zi Nian and Mei Xia have gone...

However, the One Night Sleeping Flower and the Hatred Grass are two completely different directions. One Night Sleeping grows in rock crevices and caves, while the Hatred Grass grows by the water.

Seeing that Hu Bo is in front of you, and it is still dark, it can be seen that Penglai Xiandao has a lot of things.

Luoyue leaned against a big tree and slept the whole night. There are regulations here, the overnight stay must be in the fairy island, not in the space, otherwise the meaning of experience will be lost.

(End of this chapter)