Ning Fuchen stood at the mouth of the waterfall, watching the surging stream cross the cliff, and then turned into a mist in the sky, flying down in the wind, and the clouds and mist on the mountainside were steaming, unfathomable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Ning Fuchen tried hard to explore with his divine sense, but he only reached the edge of the clouds, and it was unknown how high it was below.

Ning Fuchen had to go back, and it was obviously unrealistic to go down from here.

The creek is not deep, and there are many round stone piers in the middle, Ning Fuchen stepped on these stone piers, and walked to the opposite side of the stream, opposite is the place where many small streams converge, and the aura is compelling. Ning Fuchen walked upstream along a slightly larger stream and looked around, how could an ordinary valley have such a strong aura?

It turns out that since Nuwa refining stones to make up for the sky, the earth's spiritual energy is thin, and the spirit stones are also consumed, for thousands of years, the earth's immortal cultivators have either ascended to the immortal realm, or returned to dust, most of the inheritance has been broken, because no one has cultivated for thousands of years, some inaccessible places, and the spiritual energy is slowly condensing.

Suddenly, a special plant appeared in front of Ning Fuchen's eyes, purple yellow essence! Yellow essence is an ordinary Chinese medicinal material, similar to ginseng, but due to the large yield, wide distribution, the value is very low. However, Polygonatum polygonatum that is more than 100 years old is very rare, and the medicinal effect is no less than that of 100-year-old ginseng, and the medicinal properties are softer. After 500 years, the yellow essence will slowly mutate and turn purple, and the yellow essence seen by Ning Fuchen is already dark purple, and it is estimated that it is at least more than a thousand years old.

More than a thousand years, and growing in such a place with a strong aura, it is definitely the best elixir. Ning Fuchen forcibly suppressed his excitement, walked over, took out the flying sword, and dug out the purple yellow essence, the yellow essence is completely dark purple from the stem to the root, and the purple juice dripped out of the place where the flying sword was cracked, and the entire taproot had the thickness of a calf, vaguely human, thinking of a newborn doll.

I don't have a jade box at hand, so I can only throw it in the storage ring first, and when I go back, three billion cash will arrive, and I must buy more jade boxes.

After putting away the purple and yellow essence, Ning Fuchen felt strange, he had never seen these medicinal materials, why could he immediately call out the name when he saw it, and knew its medicinal properties, and those pills must have these medicinal materials, these knowledge seemed to be innate, could it be that once these ancient inheritances entered the sea of knowledge, they had already penetrated into the depths of the soul and comprehended them? It is no wonder that after the cultivation of the divine sense, all the textbooks are turned over again, and they will never forget, it turns out that the power of this divine consciousness is equivalent to the development of the brain, it is said that the human brain is generally only about 5 percent, more than 6 percent is very smart, more than 8 percent is the top genius, so far no more than 10 percent of the people have been found.

Ning Fuchen was thinking nonsense, while looking around, involuntarily came to the source of a stream, surrounded by cliffs, towering into the clouds, a line of water, the water silk is like a bead curtain, hanging on the cliff, it is too beautiful.

A burst of water vapor came to his face, and the small crystal water balls hung on his clothes, Ning Fuchen shook all over, and the water droplets suddenly shook off the dust. "Wet clothes do not get wet apricot blossom rain", when he began to read this poem, Ning Fuchen always thought that it was caused by the poet's romantic fantasy, how could there be a reason why the rain is not wet, and now he understands that the reason why good poems have been passed down through the ages can stand the test of practice.

Ning Fuchen sighed in front of the bead curtain cliff, turned around and walked towards another stream, and suddenly, the two familiar shadows appeared in his eyes again, two cute little elks!

Ning Fuchen remained silent, quietly followed behind, the deer walked forward leisurely all the way, Ning Fuchen was a little strange, there were so many fat and tender aquatic plants by the stream, the two elk actually disdained it, and didn't even look at it, and were directly ignored.

The fawn did not follow the stream, but walked towards a depression where wild flowers bloomed, and in the middle of this depression there was a path, and at a glance it was clear that these two paths had stepped on it. There was no cover in this depression, Ning Fuchen didn't dare to follow too closely, and when he saw the two elks walking and only saw two small black dots, he followed the cat from this path.

The elk was always in Ning Fuchen's sight, and the depression was so vast that it was surrounded by grass, and occasionally among the grass, a delicate wildflower stood proudly.

Suddenly, bursts of medicinal incense came to the face, and the elixir was actually the aroma of the elixir.

Ning Fuchen no longer cared about the elk, and ran all the way, oh my God, it turned out to be an elixir garden, and there was no end in sight, this medicine garden was full of elixir, and there was not a single weed. Ning Fuchen looked at it, bitter fruit, zhuguo, zhuyan fruit, longevity fruit, ginkgo, cistanche, arananxing, hundred-leaf money, etc., all of which were more than a hundred years of elixir. The elk also spotted Ning Fuchen and looked at him a little vigilantly, but was not alarmed. Ning Fuchen's divine sense was carefully put over, the little deer actually had a little spiritual sense due to the long-term use of elixir, and was able to comprehend Ning Fuchen's kind communication, the two fawns slowly walked over, and the little heads rubbed on Ning Fuchen's trouser legs, showing affection, Ning Fuchen happily touched their heads and took them to observe around the medicine garden. This medicine garden is too big, there are countless elixirs, every one of them is taken out, it is an existence that will cause a sensation, it is obviously unrealistic to pick all of them, it seems that you can only pick some that have matured, and other elixirs can only stay here, and when your cultivation is high, maybe you can consider living in seclusion here, studying elixirs every day, practicing alchemy, it is not bad.

Thinking of this, Ning Fuchen took the two fawns to the end of the medicine garden, dug another cave on a cliff, and dug a small cave for the two fawns, and the two fawns were taken to the cave by Ning Fuchen, and happily circled Ning Fuchen to show their gratitude. Ning Fuchen picked up some clean dry grass and put it in the two caves, feeling a little hungry, so he took out the bread and water, and ate some beef jerky. The two fawns frolicked freely in the medicine garden, carefree.