My God, do you have too many artifacts in your hands?
Pan Xiaoji thought with his heart pounding.
Qingqing rushed over and rummaged around, only to find a man who was sweating profusely. He had pulled out all the grass around him but couldn't find any more.
"Xiao Hu'er, what do you mean by that look in your eyes? How come you found a purple grass at the first glance? I searched all over this place, but I didn't find one?"
"What kind of look are you looking at? It's under your left foot. If you see that long stone, move it away. There's a little bit of purple underneath. It's probably another one." Qinghu spurted it with disdain. Brother said.
Qingqing quickly moved the long stone under his feet, and a one-inch-high purple grass was hiding in the slightest gap between the long stone and other stones.
"Let me go, you are so good at growing. Are you already growing in a place like this?" Qing Jing Da Le asked Qing Hu for something, "Get me a flower pot too. What if you dig it out and die?"
Qinghu threw him a flowerpot directly. The same humble pottery basin.
Qingqing caught the flowerpot and looked at it carefully. Except for some strange patterns on the inside and outside of the pottery pot. I didn't see anything special at all. It's just a flowerpot, what's the need for it to be special?
As long as you can grow grass.
Qingqing dug out the small things and buried them in the basin, and found that the grass was a little wilted. The leaves are all pulled downward. He looked dejected.
"Did I dig this grass wrong? Why do I feel like it's dying?" Qingqing ran to Qinghu holding the grass and asked.
Qinghu was using a small watering can to water the grass, ahem, the spiritual fluid.
When he saw Qingqing coming over with a flower pot, he also directly put on the watering can to water his grass.
As soon as the spiritual liquid came, Xiaocao immediately became energetic.
There is also a small grass sprout sprouting from the roots. "Hey, with the spiritual liquid, the grass will sprout." Qing Jing was happy to see it. As a result, after pouring the spiritual liquid on it, it disappeared. "Qinghu, give your brother some more."
Qinghu threw another watering can to him.
Qingyi immediately started pouring the spiritual liquid again. This time the grass sprouts sprouted out of the soil again. "It's so fast. If you water it twice more, you may be able to grow a new one."
"It's not that easy." Qinghu said. "This kind of grass may only be an inch tall, but in fact it only grows an inch every hundred years. Only nine inches old can refine the Zixiao Pill."
"Nine...nine hundred years old?" Qingqing looked at the grass in the flower pot in shock.
"You will become a grass demon when you are a thousand years old." Qing Hu said.
"Grass demon? Can you still become a grass demon?
"What do you think it is, a grass spirit? That's okay. Anyway, it can be transformed into a human form." Qing Hu said.
"If you can turn into human form, how can you refine elixirs? Can you prevent them from turning into human form?" Qing Jing asked immediately.
"Why not let them transform? The medicinal effect of the grass essence transformed into human form is ten times more than the spiritual grass without transformation." Qing Hu said.
"Those are little lives. How dare you throw them into the pot?" Qing Qing asked angrily.
"Didn't you take the turtle essence pill?" Qing Hu said speechlessly.
"Ahem..."
"Besides, if you raise grass essence, there is no need to dig grass and refine medicine. Just let it hand over its original essence. One drop is worth hundreds of times the effect of similar elixirs. The essence of wood spirit is known as the pure natural herb elixir. .
The elixirs refined by humans and other creatures are actually made by imitating it. "
Qingqing's jaw dropped when he heard this.
"I really didn't know that humans and other alien races all learn to refine elixirs from grass spirits?"
"Both fairies, or rather wood spirits, are all born treasure children, expert housekeepers, and experts in making money." Qinghu commented. "I'll help you look for them later. I'll get you some wood spirits to keep, and you'll know their benefits."
"Can I raise it too?" Qingqing asked curiously.
"Okay. Just keep it for fun. Wood spirits are generally very well-behaved and obedient." Qing Hu said.
"It's gone again." Qing Jing shook the small watering can and said again.
"No, let's water these first. Then wait until evening." Qinghu said.
Qingqing watched with a little pity as the grass sprout grew a little taller.
"Are you still looking for it?" Pan Xiaoji asked.
"Look, what if we can still find one or two?" Qingqing said immediately, "Let's search more. It doesn't matter if we dig farther."
While they were looking for it, Qingjin, Pandie and Lan Zhui all came over.
When everyone saw them coming, they quickly stopped digging grass and gathered around them.
"Brother."
"Dad."
"Grandpa."
People who came over said hello one after another, and were very curious about them coming together at this time.
"Brother, why did you come here together?" Qingqing asked hurriedly.
"When we were setting up the grave for our senior, we happened to see Senior Pan and Senior Lan chasing us all the way down because they were worried about us. So we got together and planned to call you back together. What are you digging for?"
Qingqing quickly took her flowerpot from Xiaobai's hand.
Xiaobai is also holding another flowerpot. She is responsible for looking after the flower pots.
"Now, that's it, Zixiaocao."
"Purple grass? What? Is it really purple grass?" Qingjin hadn't done anything yet, and Lan Zhui looked at Xiaocao with excitement and said loudly, "Can you buy it for me?"
"No, I found this with great difficulty." Qingqing was unhappy upon hearing this.
He quickly took the flowerpot into his arms, as if he was worried that others would snatch it away. "If you want it, you can find it yourself. We dug it ourselves in the grass."
What kind of people are these? When they see something good, they just open their mouths and ask for it. Qing Jing's eyes changed when he looked at Lan Zhui.
Lan Zhui felt annoyed in his heart, he was too impatient, really impatient.
"Sorry, sorry, I can dig it myself."
That's pretty much it. Qingqing hugged the flowerpot tightly. He still took a few steps away from the other party.
Panlongxiang looked at Lan Zhui thoughtfully. In recent decades, the Blue Scales have almost stagnated and even declined. It probably has a lot to do with following the old guy and not being able to do things.
What the hell is this? You want the good things from the gods as soon as you open your mouth. What is the missing string in your mind?
"Although this Purple Cloud Grass is the main material of the Purple Cloud Pill and is more precious, it is obtained by the Divine Descendants. You should look for it yourself. If you are in urgent need, you can also go to Wendu City to buy it." Panlong Xiang said .
"Yes, it's true. A few of the younger generations in the family are in urgent need of Zixiao Pill. That's why I got anxious. It's all my fault. Sorry, sorry."
Lan Zhui said he was sorry and pretended that the incident had never happened. He called Lan Zhongyu to dig grass.
Qingyi: "..."
Qingjin: "..."
Qinghu: "..."
Qinghu laughed coldly and looked for grass in another direction.
Qingqing simply handed over her flowerpot to her elder brother. "Brother, you and Xiaobai are here to look at the flower pots. The other one belongs to my little sister. Watch it for us. I'll go find another one. It just so happens that the three of us, brother and sister, each have one."
After Qingqing finished speaking, he wanted to run away, but his elder brother grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him back.
"You stay and look at the flowerpot, I'll go look for it." Qingjin showed her arms and rolled up her sleeves in a very down-to-earth manner, and tied the corners of her robe to her waist.
Leave.
As soon as he left, Jiuquan immediately followed.
Qingquan and Xiaobai finally stayed.
Pan Xiaoji also dragged his father to find grass at this time.
As they walked, the two of them chatted secretly over the phone. "The Lan Zhui of the Blue Scale Department is becoming more and more out of tune. He was obviously waiting for someone to trade the carp dragon essence and blood. But as soon as he saw the Purple Cloud Grass, he forgot everything, and he dared to ask if he could buy it for them?"
"Maybe you think the adults of Zixiaocao may not be interested in it?" Pan Xiaoji sent a message to his father.
"Even if you can't use it yourself, Zixiao grass can make more money for the adults." Panlongxiang said. "Besides, adults also have their own families and old friends, so why don't they use Zixiao Pill?" Panlongxiang explained to his silly son.
"The key is that purple cloud grass is an elixir that can evolve into a grass spirit. If purple cloud grass evolves into a grass spirit, it will also be useful to the gods." Panlong Xiang said.
"When Dad said this, I also remembered that just now the two gods were talking about how if the purple cloud grass survives a thousand years, it will turn into a grass spirit."
"It seems that I guessed correctly." The adults went there just for the grass-raising spirit.
Qinghu turned over and over, and unknowingly walked into a corrupt jungle.
Several old trees rotted among the deep grass.
Little bits of purple and red are hidden under the rotting leaves.
Qinghu quickly moved a few old rotten trees away.
Then he pulled back the rotting weeds and leaves.
Finally, eight red Qizhi flowers were found on a soft black soil. Three earth marrow mushrooms. There are also five purple clouds.
Qinghu quickly picked up three more flowerpots. Bury red chizhizhi, earth marrow mushroom and purple grass into flower pots respectively. He poured the spiritual fluid on it again. After they recovered and regained their energy, they put all three flower pots into the boat.
There is divine energy in the boat space, suitable for their recovery.
Qinghu continued in this area.
Not long after, another piece of black matsutake was discovered. This is an eighth-grade spiritual treasure with extremely high yield. Qinghu carried out three more rectangular wooden boxes, and then put all the black matsutake mushrooms into the wooden boxes.
She packed it in a box and soon attracted her eldest brother and others.
"What are you doing?"
"I saw some eighth-level Lingzhen black matsutake mushrooms. The book says these mushrooms are delicious. I'll dig them back and eat them all."
When Qingjin heard this, he immediately said with satisfaction, "Don't tell me, this is a good thing. Brother, I will dig it up with you."
With the help of Qingjin and Jiuquan, Qinghu and the others soon dug up more than a hundred black matsutake mushrooms and the nearby soil. Three large wooden boxes were filled.
It was inconvenient to dig grass for these three big boxes, so the three of them simply returned with a big wooden box each.
"Hey, what are you digging for?" Qingqing looked at them in surprise as they brought back three big boxes.
"Eighth-level Lingzhen black matsutake. I happened to see a big clump." Qingjin said.
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