Xianquan a little field

Chapter 5 Golden larkspur

Su Ling didn't rush up the mountain, but stepped into the space first, filled a small bottle of spring water, then got out of the space, carried the bamboo basket in the yard on her back, and walked towards Qingyun Mountain with ease.

There were obviously fewer mortals coming and going at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. During this fast journey, she was so hot that her clothes were soaked in sweat, and the early summer sun made people dizzy. The white sunlight shrouded the earth like a big steamer.

After finally reaching the foot of the mountain, she stopped, wiped her sweat and panted, and looked up at the top of the mountain.

Qingyun Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, filled with fairy air, Su Ling wondered more than once whether there are really fairy-like figures living on the top of the mountain?Is it that the Qingming is vast and mighty without bottom, the sun and the moon shine on the Jinyintai, the clothes are made of clothes, the wind is like a horse, the kings of clouds come and go, the tigers and drums come and go, and the celestial beings line up like hemp?
Su Ling smiled and shook her head, raised the bamboo basket on her back a little before walking forward again.

She flipped through the "Atlas of Hundred Herbs" twice last night, but she couldn't remember all of them. She was afraid that the book would get wet with sweat, so she put it in the bamboo basket.

Now that she was up the mountain, she put down the bamboo basket, took out the "Atlas of Hundred Grass", flipped through it, and looked around.

Stopping and stopping like this, for about half an hour, she didn't find a plant that resembled herbs. The "Hundred Herbs Atlas" left by Zhao Chongjin actually recorded mostly spiritual herbs, only some common medicines that are useful to monks It will be recorded in the Atlas of Herbs, but Su Ling didn't know it, so she missed a few common herbs.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, Su Ling suddenly put down the bamboo basket and took a breather. It seemed that the herbs at the foot of the mountain had been pulled out by others, so she had to walk a little further inside.

She has always known that life is not easy, wealth and wealth are sought in danger, if she is not cruel to herself, then she will never be able to live a good life.When she came out, she put a sickle in the bamboo basket. Although it was useless when encountering the beast cultivator, she somehow gained some confidence.

So I gritted my teeth and continued to walk into the mountains, while praying in my heart, even if I found one, don't return empty-handed!

I don’t know if God heard her prayer. After she walked up the mountain for about [-] minutes, two towering trees suddenly appeared in front of her. There is an extremely beautiful flower, and this flower looks very familiar to Su Ling.

She quickly flipped through the "Atlas of Hundred Herbs" to look for it, and when she turned to the nineteenth page, a happy smile finally appeared on her face.

According to the records in the book, this golden-colored plant with only three petals is called larkspur, which blooms once every five years. The flowers are used as medicine, which can prolong life and nourish vitality.

Su Ling was overjoyed, the appearance of the plant described in the book was exactly the same, it seemed that she picked up the treasure by herself.She ran quickly to two big trees with intertwined roots, and wanted to reach out to pick them.

There are many spiritual herbs in the "Hundred Herbs Atlas" that are not easy to pick, but the Golden Swallow Grass is very gentle, and it is one of the few spiritual herbs that is not accompanied by danger.

Just when her hand was about to touch the golden larkspur, a shout came from behind, "Stop!"

Hearing that the voice was very familiar, Su Ling's hand paused for a while, but did not stop, and pulled out the golden larkspur by the roots. Just as she was about to put it into the bamboo basket, a gust of fragrant wind wafted in, and the girl in the water blue dress Zhao Ying appeared in front of her.

A pretty face was distorted by extreme anger at this time, she pointed at Su Ling, "How dare you pull out my golden larkspur!"

The last time Zhao Ying bullied her with magic, although Su Ling defined it as a child's mischief, she still felt a little unhappy in her heart. Today, she met her again, and her eyes turned cold, "Golden Swallow Grass In Qingyun Mountain, since when did it belong to Miss Zhao Family Fifth?"

"I saw it a few days ago, but I didn't pick it because it didn't bloom. It grows more spiritually in Qingyun Mountain." Speaking of this, her complexion became even worse, and she pointed at Su Ling and said, "You thief, Return the golden larkspur to me quickly."

After Su Ling listened, the corner of her mouth curled slightly, and she pulled out a sneering smile, "So, I look at the Zhao family mansion every day, so does the Zhao family mansion belong to me too?"

Zhao Ying is just an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, and her scheming is not deep enough. She immediately wanted to cast spells to punish Su Ling, but Su Ling stepped forward and said: "Now the golden swallow grass is mine in my hands. Even if you rely on Spells against me can't change the fact that the golden larkspur belongs to me, and you snatched the golden larkspur from me, and you! Apart from having the ability to snatch my useless body that has no resistance at all, you can also grab the strength A cultivator above you?" Although Su Ling is not afraid of her, such a person who doesn't know how to restrain herself is also very troublesome. Fortunately, she also found that although Zhao Ying is powerful, she has an arrogance, and she has to deal with such a person , can only stimulate her with words.

Sure enough, Zhao Ying's pretty face turned red when she heard this, and she wished she could eat Su Ling alive, but her hands trembling did not continue.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, a soft voice suddenly sounded in the quiet forest, "Ying'er..."

The anger on Zhao Ying's face quickly subsided, and she turned her head to look forward.

Su Ling also turned her head to look, the woman in front of her seemed to be walking in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, she was suffocatingly soft and graceful, even in the barren mountains and wild forests, her steps were gentle, as beautiful as wearing flowers and blowing willows.

But under this woman's gentle appearance, there is a pair of extremely calm, almost indifferent eyes, she only glanced at Su Ling lightly, and then turned away.

Su Ling was slightly taken aback, she thought, she knew who this person was.

The genius of the Zhao family's water spirit root, Zhao Yun, is once in a hundred years.

She had only heard about Zhao Yun, but had never seen it. Now that she saw Zhao Yun for the first time, she felt that the woman in front of her was a genius of the Zhao family.

But regardless of whether she is a genius or not, it has nothing to do with her being a marginal figure in the Zhao family. She immediately lifted the bamboo basket, carried it behind her back, and turned to leave.

"Stop..." Seeing that she was about to leave, Zhao Ying shouted anxiously.

At the same time, Zhao Yun also said, "Zhao Xie, wait a minute..."

Her voice was so soft that no emotion could be heard, but Su Ling still stopped because she knew that if Zhao Yun was unreasonable and she forced her way out, not only would she lose the Golden Swallow Grass, but she might even be killed by Zhao Ying. Fix it again.

"What's the matter?" Su Ling turned her head and looked at Zhao Yun with a cold expression.

Zhao Yun looked at Zhao Xi like this, and although she didn't react on the surface, she was a little surprised in her heart. She didn't have a deep impression of the third lady of the Zhao family, because Zhao Xi's father was abolished a long time ago. Her cultivation base ended with a serious injury, Zhao Xie rarely appeared in front of everyone, and her impression of Zhao Xie remained as that timid and indisputable little girl back then.But a few years passed in the blink of an eye, Zhao Xi in front of her seemed to be a different person, she no longer had such a timid look in her eyes, as if she was no different from ordinary people in her eyes.

Zhao Yun had several thoughts in her mind, but she only paused for a while on the surface, and then she said: "Ying'er actually found this golden larkspur for me. This herb is very important to me. Can't give it to me."

Su Ling thought it was funny, she had worked so hard to find it for a long time, and you just let it go?
Although Zhao Yun is very beautiful, she can't give her any affection, "This golden swallow grass is also very important to me, I'm sorry, I can't give it to you."

"You..." Zhao Ying couldn't help but opened her mouth and said, "You are a useless body, what use is golden swallow grass to you?"

Su Ling turned to look at her, instead of being angry she smiled, "I'm a useless body, but apart from cultivation, I still have a lot of things to do in my life, unlike you, I was born without worrying about food and clothing, I still have to live, you Let me tell you, what have I lost?"

"Then what do you think you lost? It's my golden larkspur, so you still have the nerve to say it's a loss!" Zhao Ying snorted coldly.

After Zhao Yun finished saying that sentence, she didn't say anything, but listened to the conversation between Zhao Ying and Su Ling.

"I'm sorry, I have something to do, I have to go first." After Su Ling finished speaking, she ignored Zhao Ying's obsession, and turned to leave.

Zhao Ying stretched out her hand to make a formula, trying to fix Su Ling, but Zhao Yun held her hand down.

Zhao Ying raised her head in confusion, "Sister..."

Zhao Yun shook her head, "Anyway, she is the blood of the Zhao family, and for a piece of golden larkspur, you don't have to humiliate yourself!"

"But you are cultivating at a critical time, without the golden larkspur..."

"Golden larkspur is not a rare thing. If you spend money, there will always be some." Zhao Ying interrupted her, and then glanced at Su Ling who had gone away, without any fluctuation in her eyes, turned around and left in the direction she came from .

(End of this chapter)