Chapter Five: Spirit Gathering Grass

  He carefully planted, his slender fingers fluttering like butterflies, stroking each plant, and under his concentration, his handsome face had an unusual beauty.

  "Big Brother!"

  At this moment, Yao Tian shouted loudly, scaring Fang Yu so much that he almost pulled out the entire root of the Ling Grass in his hand.

  Not long after, Fang Yu walked out of the medicine field with dissatisfaction.

  "This is our family's specialty, I won't give it to anyone else even if they ask!" Lu Chen stuffed the sweet potato dry goods in one go and chuckled.

  Ben Fangyu still had some anger, but seeing the boy's innocent smile in front of him, his anger dissipated by half. He called out to Lu Chen to sit down beside him and poured out a cup of tea.

  "Anything wrong?" Fang Yu asked while drinking tea. Don't look at him being delicate and tender, but his family was also farming at home.

  "Senior brother, what's this herb called? How many contribution points can it exchange for?" Lu Chen pointed to the medicinal field, he found that no matter how he looked at it, the grass in the medicinal field was exactly the same as the one in the water pool.

  "This herb is called Jū Líng Cǎo, when paired with Dāng Guī, Shǒu Wū and Huáng Qí, it can be used to refine the Jū Líng Dan. This herb is the main ingredient, in exchange for contribution points, depending on the year, for example, my Jū Líng Cǎo is a one-year-old, with a hint of doubling the spiritual energy absorption effect, one plant can be exchanged for ten contribution points." Fang Yu explained.

  Lu Chen asked again: "Can this grass grow in water?"

  "As long as there is spiritual energy, it can grow. Look at this herb of mine, it's watered with spiritual energy well water every day."

  Upon hearing this, Lu Chen's eyes lit up, and he sensed that there was indeed spiritual energy in the area. This meant that it would also work underwater, but further confirmation was still needed.

  Fang Yu saw Lu Chen's expression and thought that this little brother wanted to take charge of his own medicine, so he immediately said: "Apart from artificial cultivation, there are also some in the deep mountains and old forests, but they are hard to find. Many disciples in our sect exchange contribution points like this."

  He felt a little pitiful for his younger brother, chopping the purple bamboo, others can't even complete their first layer of Qi training, and yet his brother is just an ordinary person.

  This sect leader is really stingy, seeing that the qualifications are not good, no elixir is given, no heart method is given, what kind of life is this?

  "Junior brother, let's do this: after I harvest my medicinal field, senior brother will help you get a bottle of elixir. Once you reach the first level of Qi Refining, you'll be able to cut down the purple bamboo." Fang Yu didn't want Lu Chen to enter the mountain, after all, there were so many disciples entering the mountain, and it was hard to find someone with good luck, not to mention the deep mountains had ferocious beasts, which was too dangerous.

  "Big brother, help me see if this is Spirit Gathering Grass?"

  Just as Zheng Fang was thinking carefully, Lu Chen took out a small green grass.

  "Spirit Gathering Grass? You're not going to steal from my medicinal field, are you?"

  He took a sip of tea and looked at her carefully.

  Pfft!

  At a glance, the tea water in his mouth immediately sprayed out, and he threw away the teacup, snatched up the small grass and examined it up and down.

  "Five years! This is a five-year one!" Fang Yu's face changed, to be honest, he had been planting Ling Spirit Grass for so many years and had never seen a five-year-old one.

  In the Qingyun Gate medicinal herb field, don't even mention five years, I'm afraid that after half a year, others will want to pull it out and replace it with something else. The reason is simple: this grass is easy to die, and if not handled properly, you'll lose everything.

  As for the deep mountains and old forests, those who can get five-year-old ones are all inner door disciples, he is not qualified to see.

  "Little brother, what's with this grass?"

  Fang Yu wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and carefully returned the Aggregating Spirit Grass to Lu Chen.

  "I dug it up, that day I unintentionally went out of the Qingyun Gate and saw it on the side of the road." Lu Chen said with a smile that wasn't quite genuine. He took out the Jiling Grass, his goal was to get confirmation, now that he had achieved his goal, he might as well just bluff, after all this thing relied heavily on luck.

  "Is it really that good?" Fang Yu sighed and shook his head, clearly disbelieving in his heart.

  "It should be!"

  Lu Chen's mind was racing with calculations. With so much Ling Grass at the bottom of the pond, if he were to take it for himself, he would eventually be discovered. He had to find a way to cover his tracks, after all, the disciples of Qing Yun Men were like bandits, wouldn't they rob him if they saw he had treasure?

  "Senior brother, this grass is for you!"

  "This isn't good!" Fang Yu was taken aback, and then he was overjoyed. He stretched out his hand and said, "Since my junior brother is so enthusiastic, I, as the senior brother, cannot not give him face."

  After he finished speaking, he smiled shyly, not feeling embarrassed at all.

  Lu Chen didn't mind: "Senior brother, teach me how to plant Spirit Gathering Grass, after all, I'm also a farmer."

  "Success!"

  Take someone's hand and eat their food, and suddenly get 50 contribution points. Fang Yu patted his chest immediately.

  Lu Chen's eyes rolled around and he laughed, "Haha, Brother Chitian won't be able to tell, brother only knows how to sell fish. But if we plant the Ling Grass, it will cover our tracks."

  Next, Fang Yu enthusiastically guided him, with an expression that seemed to want to make a lifelong friendship with Lu Chen. In the end, Lu Chen left with a large bag of seeds.

  When Lu Chen walked out of the gate, Fang Yu reminded him with concern: "Younger brother, you must be careful of He Wu. That guy is ruthless and cruel. If he gives you trouble, remember to come find me and I'll take you to see the elder of the Upper Gate."

  The last sentence, Fang Yu's voice was extremely small, Lu Chen rolled his eyes, thinking that he had found trouble coming to this guy, but who knew he was looking for the elder, go, the elder would take care of it, how strange.

  It seems that one's own strength is still the most important thing after all

  Purple bamboo like sea, wind blows, purple shadow fluttering, rustling sounds!

  Back at the Purple Bamboo Pavilion, Lu Chen first threw down the seeds and filled the small courtyard around him. After sprinkling a layer of water, he ignored them.

  "How come nobody has discovered so much Ling Grass at the bottom of this pond?"

  Lu Chen began to recall the whole story, and he never believed in a pie falling from the sky.

  But thinking about it again, this is also normal.

  After all, the water is so deep, how can ordinary disciples get down? Even if they could, there are terrifying giant snakes at the bottom of the pond, and going down would be a dead end. As for sloppy middle-aged masters like that, maybe they didn't notice, or maybe they did, but they looked down on the Spirit Gathering Grass.

  In short, the only thing that can go down is fish, and among fish, the only one that can steal grass is myself!

  Lu Chen felt relieved in his heart.

  Next

  Two: The Tang Dynasty's water snake is in, collecting the Ling grass is also extremely dangerous.

  Three months later, he had a feeling that He Wu would definitely look for him, after all, this was already the new rule.

  That is to say, to enhance strength within three months.

  With an idea in mind, Lu Chen planned it out and first had to quietly get rid of the Spirit Gathering Grass.

  The next day, Lu Chen came to the place where contribution points were exchanged - Yingwu Hall. He stood at the door with his hands clasped behind his back, neither exchanging anything nor asking questions, but just watching as others walked in and out.

  The third day was still like this.

  The fourth day was no exception.

  The fifth day

  The Sixth Day

  Ten days have passed, and the outer door disciples who pass by Yingwu Hall are starting to laugh. The new little junior brother is like a fool, neither thinking of ways to get contribution points nor practicing hard, every day staring blankly at others exchanging contribution points. If this continues, he will be kicked out of Qingyun Gate sooner or later.

  Poor child!

  Facing the ridicule of his seniors, Lu Chen remained unmoved. He sneered inwardly: "You guys were still struggling to make contributions at dawn and dusk, while I had already succeeded; now it's just a matter of figuring out how to exchange."

  On the eleventh day, Lu Chen was already familiar with it. Every morning and afternoon were crowded, while in the evening, it was packed with people. At other times, there were only a few scattered people, and occasionally no one at all.

  On this day, Lu Chen finally walked into the Yingwu Hall. He knew that at this time, others were busy and nobody would come to exchange contribution points.

  Fumbled for ten days, just for this moment!