At this time, Zhang Yang had been waiting quietly for almost an hour, and the tea was added again and again, but he still didn't see Li Changsheng come back.

"Sure enough, it's a cultivation planet, and even this green tea is fragrant and fragrant. ”

Zhang Yang held the teacup and looked at the tea with interest.

I saw that in the blue and white porcelain cup that I don't know how many years old, when I touched the transparent tea, I was annoyed by the faint green, a few wisps of green smoke were warm, and a touch of tea was pleasant.

“... Why haven't you come back yet?"

Zhang Yang was faintly impatient.

Although at this moment, his divine thoughts can be freely spread hundreds of miles away, and he can completely find out what Li Changsheng is doing now, but he has no interest in snooping on other people's private affairs.

However, on the top of several mountains in this Ethereal Sect, I found something very attractive.

"What a mellow smell... It's all a ripe miracle medicine..."

Zhang Yang's eyes flashed.

He could clearly feel that from the back mountain dozens of miles away, there was a very rich spiritual field, planted with all kinds of divine medicines, among which the lowest medicine was more than five hundred years old, and it belonged to the divine medicine.

You must know that the five hundred years on this Xuanyue Star are very different from the five hundred years on Earth. Due to the different environments, the soil of Xuanyue Star is full of abundant spiritual energy of creation, buffing all kinds of life, and the five-hundred-year-old elixir here is comparable to five thousand years on the earth.

“... Why doesn't anyone pick them when they're all ripe? What a waste. ”

Zhang Yang shook his head and immediately stood up.

For cultivators, magic medicine is an indispensable auxiliary material, and the more such things there are, the better. Now that I've seen it again, there's no reason not to have a good meal.

......

Back Mountain.

Different from the front mountain gate, the back mountain is generally deep mountains and wild forests, with dangerous peaks and valleys, with no end in sight, and they are obviously inaccessible primitive mountain forests. But somewhere in this mountain forest, there is a gentle hillside, this hillside has been reclaimed into a spiritual sky, planted with flowers and plants, and trees are all rare miracle medicines.

As soon as the mountain breeze blew, the refreshing fragrance came to the face, and just by smelling it, I felt that the limbs and bones were indescribably relieved.

“... Wow, what a fragrant smell, these spirit grasses are almost ripe, right?"

Guarding outside the Lingtian, there are two disciples. One of them couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he smelled the fragrance, and subconsciously looked around a few times.

"It's still almost hot, in another year or two, these spiritual bamboo fruits and Qixia lotus can be picked. As for those miracle medicines, they have to wait for a hundred and eighty years before they can be fully cooked. ”

The other disciple is obviously much older, and he is used to seeing this spirit grass and spirit flower, and he has already been unfazed.

After a while, the older disciple looked at the sky and said, "We've arrived at the point, it's time to go back." ”

"Now?" the young disciple looked around, "but the successor hasn't come yet." ”

"That's because they're late, and it has nothing to do with us. Hmph, even if they blame it, it's their own business. The older disciple shrugged his shoulders and said, "I see that you are a newcomer, our barren mountains and forests, there are no people for dozens of miles, and no one will come to steal it!"

“... All right. ”

The young disciple was still a little worried, but he couldn't resist others, so he had to follow and leave, and when he left, he looked carefully a few times, and found that no one was relieved.

However, as soon as the two of them left, they saw a faint rainbow shadow descending from the sky, revealing a touch of glass white clothes, black hair and black eyes.

"The people of this sect have a wide enough heart, such a large piece of spiritual field, there is not even a gardener?"

Zhang Yang shook his head amusedly.

He strode into the spiritual heaven, and his divine thoughts unfolded, visiting every corner, every plant, and through their breath and spirituality, he could deduce the type and essence, as well as whether it was ripe or not.

Many of the spiritual grasses planted here are actually seen on the earth, but although they are the same species, they are cultivated in different environments, which is simply different from cloud and mud.

Just like the spiritual bamboo fruit and the Qixia lotus, which are extremely rare on the earth, they often need to condense the feng shui of hundreds of miles around, and it takes thousands of years to give birth to one. But here, it's in patches, like Chinese cabbage, and it's more business than on Earth.

As well as the dragon scale fruit tree that has to go deep into the secret realm of Qingqiu Country and can only mature in three thousand years, there are also patches of forests here, and each tree bears at least a dozen orange-red dragon scale fruits.

And also...

"Lingzhu Fruit, Qixia Lotus, Dragon Scale Fruit, Golden Lingzi, Mending Tianzhi..."

Zhang Yang walked through Lingtian, like a number of family treasures, one by one their names and origins, as long as they were ripe, they were all picked by hand. Although this spiritual field is extremely abundant, Zhang Yang's Qiankun bag is not vegetarian, and the internal space is expanded, even if there are more spiritual grass and spiritual flowers, they can all be stuffed.

In the end, Zhang Yang almost swept away Lingtian and was ready to leave.

Suddenly he turned around and looked at a certain piece of dirt. The soil is very fat, brownish-black, and the surface is piled up with fresh soil, as if it had been reclaimed not long ago.

A long beard grows through the dirt.

"What is this?"

Zhang Yang was slightly stunned.

At this moment, the whisker moved slightly, and then the dirt below was pushed away, and an animal jumped out of it, looking at the volume, like a groundhog.

"It's a mouse. ”

Zhang Yang shook his head, he was not ready to pay attention to it, but on the way to retract it, Shen Nian swept over the body of the groundhog, but he felt a very strong and very prosperous smell of medicine.

This smell seemed to come from the body of a groundhog, even if there was only a trace of it, it could make Zhang Yang's heart slightly startled.

"Great elixir?"

Zhang Yang turned to look at the groundhog, his eyes were very surprised: "This rat has eaten a great magic medicine?"

This was Zhang Yang's first reaction.

But soon, he shook his head again: "No, this breath is a bit unusual... No matter, let's catch it first. ”

'Squeak squeak'

Seeing Zhang Yang walking over there, the groundhog quickly sensed something, and after screaming a few times, he turned around and burrowed into the dirt pit and disappeared.

"Run?"

Zhang Yang smiled.

His mind had already tracked into the crevices in the dirt, and he had clearly captured the location of the groundhog, which was several meters deep underground, and it was a dead end, and this was the only way out.

"Then I'll wait here for you to come out. ”

Zhang Yang stood there, quietly waiting.

But after a while, the breath on the groundhog suddenly disappeared as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

"Huh?"

Zhang Yang frowned, quickly dispersed his thoughts, blended into the surrounding surface layer, searched every crevice, every corner, but never found the breath of a groundhog.

That's when it happened.

In that small hole, there was a small sound, and a small insect slowly came out of it.

"Gecko?"

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "I see... You're pretty clever. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Yang strode towards the gecko and reached out to grab it.

But the gecko crawled so fast that it hid in the grass in an instant, and then disappeared.

However, Zhang Yang already knew what was going on at this time, and he didn't feel strange, but looked around carefully, looking for what he thought of finding.

"That's not a groundhog at all, it's not a gecko, it's a nine-song spirit ginseng!"

Zhang Yang's eyes were blazing.

This Jiuqu spiritual ginseng is a spiritual grass transformed by the aura of heaven and earth, full of spirituality, similar to ginseng, it will be bred in at least 5,000 years, and it will only appear on the stars of cultivation, and it belongs to the great elixir that is difficult to find in the world. Since its birth, it transforms into various insects and animals, and is able to move on its own, and is very clever and cunning, and it is difficult to spot without careful observation.

From the age and characteristics of this Jiuqu Spirit Ginseng, Zhang Yang could almost conclude that this Ethereal Sect probably hadn't discovered that such a great divine medicine had been bred in his own spiritual field.

Zhang Yang took a step by step, carefully scanning this spiritual field, at least for now, he could still conclude that the Jiuqu Spirit Ginseng had not run far, and should still be hiding around here.

"Let me see where you're hiding..."

He was engrossed in his search, when he suddenly heard a loud voice in the distance:

"What the hell is going on? Get out of here!"

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