Ling Miao put the newly dug Hui Ling Cao into a mustard bag. When she turned around and bent down to hold the next one, a subtle feeling suddenly spread throughout her body.
The sounds and images around her became blurred, and it seemed that only the Huiling Grass remained in her eyes.
She could see the fine hairs on the leaves, the surface texture, the dilated stomata, and even at a certain moment, she could vaguely see the veins of the entire plant.
"Little Junior Sister? Little Junior Sister!"
Someone next to her called her, Ling Miao came back to her senses and looked at Bai Chuluo, and saw that the other party was staring at her strangely.
"Why are you in a daze? I see you can't get up from holding this grass for a long time. Is there anything special about that grass?"
Ling Miao shook her head in confusion. She didn't know how to explain her situation just now, so she simply stopped talking and changed the topic.
"Fourth Brother, after we picked these grasses, are we going to sell them?"
"Sell?"
Bai Chuluo looked at Ling Miao like he was looking at a fool.
"Why sell it? Our senior brother is one of the few alchemists who can refine the elixir!"
"How about you take the Hui Ling Cao to Senior Brother and let him make it into a Hui Ling Pill? The price will be doubled several times! But I suggest you don't sell the Hui Ling Pill. It's used to save your life in battle!"
"oh……"
Ling Miao remembered that senior brother Duan Yunzhou was not only a sword cultivator but also an alchemist.
The future heroine's mobile elixir library.
"Who knows how to refine this elixir and who doesn't..."
Bai Chuluo glanced at Ling Miao, who almost wrote "I don't understand anything" on his face, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. It's rare for him, a scumbag, to have a chance to answer people's questions!
He cleared his throat.
"Their alchemists make elixirs by resonating with spiritual plants. Only by resonating can they control the spiritual plants to fuse together and refine them into elixirs."
"So the types of elixirs an alchemist can refine depend on the number of spiritual plants they can resonate with. The more spiritual plants that can resonate, the more types of elixirs they can refine."
"There are very few people who have the talent of resonance. There are even fewer top-grade alchemists like our senior brother who can resonate with nearly twenty kinds of spiritual plants and can refine more than ten kinds of elixirs!"
"If the alchemist of our sect hadn't been old enough and the senior brother was more interested in sword cultivation, the elder alchemist of Yuehua Sect would have been replaced by someone long ago."
Ling Miao: "Alchemist is so rare, isn't the elixir very valuable?"
Bai Chuluo: "Of course. For example, after this spiritual grass is refined into a spiritual elixir, the price will increase at least ten times!"
Ling Miao took a deep breath, "It's so scary!"
Then when she returns to the sect, she must have a good relationship with her senior brother! Isn’t this a walking money tree?
After the three of them swept away the piece of Hui Ling Cao, Xuan Si decisively grabbed his junior brothers and sisters and rode on the crane to retreat.
Before Ling Miao left, he glanced at the mountains of flame ant and bee demon corpses over there.
Xuan Si could guess what Ling Miao was thinking at a glance, "The skeleton of a demon beast of this size cannot be used to refine magic weapons, and the demon elixir is too small and worthless."
Ling Miao was disappointed, "Oh..."
Bai Chuluo: "Second Senior Brother, I think Junior Sister is not as greedy for money as you think."
Xuan Si: "You have never seen her ferocious look when counting money."
Ling Miao: "..."
The crane flew high, and Ling Miao opened the mustard seed bag, preparing to distribute the fire crystals he had just pulled out to Xuan Si and Bai Chuluo.
Bai Chuluo said he didn't want it since he didn't have any use for it. Xuan Si only took a few and said he would use them to make her a meeting gift, and the rest were hers.
Ling Miao was not polite to these two people, and closed the mustard bag happily, thinking about finding an opportunity to sell the crystal stones on hand for money.
Xuan Si saw Ling Miao's intention at a glance. After all, they met on the black market. This girl probably showed up in the black market to resell something.
"I suggest you don't think about selling these crystals for money."
"?"
Ling Miao looked at him with a confused look on her face. Couldn't her face hide anything now?
Xuan Si sneered and said, "Sect disciples are not allowed to resell the resources obtained through experience on the black market. Once discovered, the resources and the sold spiritual stones will be confiscated, and they will also be fined and imprisoned."
Ling Miao's expression was subtle, "Can't I sell the resources I don't need?"
Xuan Si: "Unnecessary resources can be distributed to fellow sects, or given to inner sect disciples or outer sect disciples. You are now a direct disciple, and you must have the responsibilities and responsibilities as a direct disciple!"
Ling Miao had a heart attack, but she still answered dully.
"……I see."
Responsibilities and responsibilities of personal transmission?
Haha~
She said nothing more, her little body softened, and she lay flat on the crane's soft feathers, looking blankly at the clouds and mists passing by from time to time above her.
If these crystals couldn't be sold, then what was she trying to do for so long?
…
It doesn't matter, just let go of the things you can't think of, maybe you'll die tomorrow.
"..."
Xuan Si pursed his lips, and when he saw Ling Miao lying down, he stopped saying anything and started meditating like Bai Chuluo.
As direct disciples, they have been taught from the beginning that they must be at the forefront whether it is a sect competition, a secret realm experience, or suppressing monsters causing trouble in the human world.
This is their responsibility, so they must work harder to practice in order to be worthy of the status of direct successor.
Although this little junior sister is crazy and sad, she is still young and must have had a hard life in the past. When she grows up and realizes her mission, things will be fine.
When he had time to wait, he had to explain to her the mission of his personal inheritance. Madness would lead to madness, mourning would return to mourning, and the consciousness that a righteous disciple should have should still be there.
Xuan Si and Bai Chuluo meditated for a long time. Finally, they both couldn't calm down and opened their eyes.
Then the two of them saw in horror that Ling Miao was lying directly opposite them, and her head was bent downwards at nearly ninety degrees, with her eyes below and her mouth above, staring at them in a weird arc.
The two of them broke into cold sweat instantly.
Bai Chuluo asked tentatively, "Little junior sister, how about you take a nap?"
"I can not sleep."
"Why?"
"I'm so poor that I can't sleep."
Ling Miao's face was expressionless. She was already hungry, but when she thought about how poor she was, she became even hungrier.
To prove that she was really hungry, Ling Miao's stomach growled happily several times continuously.
The child has only been here for three days and is already hungry for nine meals.
Xuan Si sighed with a headache, "We will go to Fanyun City later to buy a few spiritual plants that the senior brother gave us, and buy you some food by the way."
Hearing this, Ling Miao's face suddenly brightened up, and she twisted her neck back to a normal arc and sat up.
With a short mouth, the little baby girl smiled sweetly at the two of them.
"Senior brother is so kind to me!"
The child is really hungry.
Xuan Si and Bai Chuluo looked into the girl's smiling eyes and were slightly startled at the same time, with a trace of warmth flowing in their hearts.
The little junior sister is still very cute when she's not crazy!
She is a little different from the third senior sister in the sect who would hit someone when she got upset!
