Lingyin's luck was good, and after noon, she spotted a small area of dense yellowish, sunny hills.

In the backyard of the courtyard in Mingzhou, she transplanted a small square of super high-grade yellow.

Although she didn't have much expectations, she nurtured carefully according to the methods she had heard from her grandfather.

However, it seems that before she left, Super Fluffy Yellow still failed to turn into Jade Fluffy Yellow.

She carefully dug up a few clusters of super fluffy yellow, put them in the back basket with the soil, and then pulled some dead grass and dead leaves from the surrounding area to hide the remaining super fluffy yellow.

The current body has the spiritual vein of the Lingguan family, but it is not the bloodline of the royal family of the Great Jing Dynasty, although she is looking forward to the appearance of a miracle, but she does not have much hope.

The price of jade rune paper was too expensive, and she wished that she could also cultivate jade yellow.

That way, she would be able to make jade rune paper herself.

Walking out of the col, Lingyin walked towards another col that looked a little damp and flanked by semi-dwarf wild camellia trees.

The saffron she uses to make her own cinnabar is picked from the depths of Lingshan Mountain, and according to her experience, it is easiest to grow saffron in such an environment.

Since she wants to cooperate with Zhao Yongping and Chu Fenglan to cultivate high-quality saffron, she always has to transplant back two or three plants first, preferably the kind of female and male plants.

The branches and leaves of the wild camellia tree are relatively sparse, and the camellia flowers that bloom at the end of the branches are of different colors, and the sparse branches and leaves make the already small flowers a little larger.

Lingyin carefully selected among the camellia trees with red camellias, and finally found two saffron flowers that were more beautiful than the camellia in a crack in a rock, with slightly smaller flowers but more compact clusters.

Lingyin counted, and there were five layers in total, which was already an excellent breed for the wild.

Lingyin dug out the saffron tree and carefully tied it up with weeds.

Looking at the sun that had been tilted, Lingyin picked up the saffron tree and jumped down the mountain, she needed to find a cave in a safe place to rest for the night, and the next day she would go to look for the other two medicinal herbs that she had not yet found.

As you pass by the entrance to a canyon, you suddenly feel a cool, honey-tinged scent in the air.

Lingyin's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned to look at the canyon.

The canyon was dimly lit, with thick and tall trees and shrubs, and as the sun moved wester, fog seemed to rise deeper and deeper.

What to do? The scent was so tempting, and according to her intuition, there was more to it than just a flame grass.

Lingyin jumped onto a tall tree and looked into the depths of the canyon, which, as she had guessed, was faintly a cliff about ten zhang wide and fifty zhang high in the mist in the depths of the canyon.

Lingyin hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't resist the temptation, and after tying the back basket and the saffron tree to the branches at the top of the big tree where she was, she jumped towards the top of the relatively low peak on the right side of the canyon.

To get to the cliff, you have to climb to the top of the mountain on the left and right sides, and how to get down from the top of the mountain to the cliff can only be determined when you get to the top of the cliff.

Lingyin landed on the top of the mountain peak on the left near the cliff, and looked down in the direction of the cliff.

In the misty mist, it was faintly visible that the ridge from the top of the mountain to the raised cliff was almost vertical.

The mountain is rocky, and there are no trees or shrubs to lean onto, except for clumps of weeds popping up between the rocks.