It is rumored that the west of the desert has always been barren and lonely, with few people, and many barbarians gathered.

This is not the case in front of you.

Pedestrians are weaving, and traffic is busy.

The architectural style is beautiful, scattered on both sides of the lake, surrounded by oases, unique style.

As we got closer, the noise of selling was noisy, and camels and horses laden with silk and spices could be seen everywhere.

He came alone, the outer shirt on his body gradually changed shape, the spiritual light was woven as a turban, and a burqa was loosely draped on the outside of the body, and he followed the customs of the locals, no longer dressed like before.

Chen Yu looked around, with curiosity in his eyes.

is different from the legend that Qi Liang heard when he was young, and it is also different from the "Western Regions" in his imagination.

Although the costumes of the people here are very different from those of the Central Plains, the words are somewhat touched, as if the dialect of a remote place is general, and you can still vaguely understand one or two when you carefully identify it.

In addition, the black hair and yellow skin, and black eyes were similar to those of the Central Plains, but he also noticed that there were several caravans in the city from afar, and the leader was short in stature with yellow hair like seaweed.

Wear more armor, but the armor is thin and seems to be tightly attached to the body, which is different from the style of the armor in the impression.

"That's the Zaras."

With his keen mind, Chen Yu soon heard a lot from the mouths of others in his fluent local dialect, such as this is a small country called "Fanye", and the land is limited to this oasis.

These Oro people came from a bay in the southwest, where it is said that the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the perennial spring is like spring, but the humidity is very heavy, the wind and waves are fierce, and the sea route is impassable. The only way to get to other places is to cross the Great Desert.

Naya, as the locals call this oasis, means mother.

I don't know if there has been no war for a long time, there is no city gate outside the gray loess city, only a wide gap is opened, allowing people to enter and exit.

Chen Yu easily entered the city.

The surrounding was very lively, and he first went to the local royal palace to see if there were any records - it was said to be a royal palace, but in fact it was a three-story building, with round terraces stacked on both sides, and four or five courtyards connected by it, but it looked rich and precious in the city.

But it's a pity that although I saw the king who worked hard in the local mouth, the other party was lying on his back on the dancing queen, and a smell that was not good permeated the palace, and the monarchs and ministers inside were as happy as food.

Chen Yu walked around, but found that there were few scrolls in the palace, and even a few pieces of paper were missing.

Originally, I was still thinking about whether to use cloth to remember, but I couldn't find it after rummaging through it, so I had to give up.

In fact, not only are there no books in Fanye country, but there is no tradition of reading and literacy from top to bottom. And in terms of the system, it is more like a grass platform, which has never been improved in the past few generations, and now this king is just for the convenience of travel, so as to open more gaps on both sides of the city, and he is already regarded as a "virtuous monarch in the past dynasties".

It's a spontaneous country.

Chen Yu left an impression, and it was the first time that he felt that the whole country was like this...... Scrawled.

I stayed in Fanye for two days, mainly with the help of local traders, one to collect news from all walks of life, and the other to buy many novelties that could not be seen in the Central Plains.

Including many medicinal herbs that grow in deserts, waters, coasts and other places, there are transitions in this oasis.

"These herbs are good things, and the people of the city more than 2,000 miles north like them very much, and without them, they can't survive the cold winter, and they have to be folded into thirty percent of the baby."

"The red-haired men of the West Coast, oh, they call themselves Bants...... I like long insect whiskers and cold bells, these are not medicinal materials, but they are ground and mashed, and after passing through water, you can get a soup that dispels cold and warms the body, this is a recipe from far away Middle Earth, and I don't tell ordinary people......

"And this, this, and this...... They are all first-class good babies, how to say it in the words of Middle-earth, by the way, it is called Tongshou without a wife!"

Chen Yu: "......"

Looking at the businessman in front of him who was talking eloquently and trying his best to sell the drugs in front of him, he looked indifferent, listening to the other party's baby after mouthful, and his words were outdated, so he had to buy it as soon as possible.

Delivered a bag of golden sand, ignored the surprised gaze of the other party, and wrapped the whole circle in front of him.

He didn't bother to correct the strange pronunciation, and turned to leave, and when he came, he now had five or six thick leather bags in his hand, full of them.

Returning to the small shop where he temporarily lived, he found that perhaps it was closer to the Central Plains, and the people near Fanye Kingdom were more or less influenced by what they called "Middle Earth", and there were countless legends about Middle-earth, saying that the land was full of gold, the rivers were full of honey and milk, the trees were full of ripe fruit, and the wild beasts were docile, and they would run and jump in and out of the fire as long as they set up a fire...... And so on, many of them are beautiful conjectures.

Therefore, it is inevitable that there will be a style of advocacy.

Chen Yu recalled that in a miscellaneous book he had just read not long ago, it was recorded that the west of the desert had contact with the Central Plains countries hundreds of years ago.

These imaginary imaginations were probably introduced and fermented at that time.

Closing the door, he waved his sleeves and knocked down a string of spiritual light, transforming into a formation to envelop the room.

The next moment, the figure flashed and disappeared.

Qinghao Mountain.

Chen Yu appeared on a gentle slope with medicinal herbs, which was specially carved out, about two feet, leaning on the rugged mountain in front, and could see the faintly exposed closed passage on it.

[book] [medicine] [treasure]

The three openings, close together, each with a pair of words hanging on the top, are his own handprints.

Although there is no possibility of outsiders stealing them, it is much more pleasing to the eye after tidying up, and it is much easier to find.

When you open the [medicine], you will be greeted with a fragrant fragrance, as if it is substance, and condensed into a breath that is almost visible to the naked eye.

He took a deep breath, only to feel that the sweet, bitter and spicy suddenly gushed out, and the five flavors were mixed.

"The herbs have to be stored separately, and they are mixed together to make the medicine infect."

After fanning his nose, Chen Yu made a move and took a bunch of jade and wooden blocks from the [Bao] word cave next door.

Most of them are picked up on the road, although they will not give birth to spirituality after cultivation, but they fit the mana, which can be used as a carrier of spiritual sealing techniques, and can also better preserve medicines and spiritual plants, so as not to pass and die prematurely.

After some tossing, the batch of herbs brought in this time was put into the warehouse together for later use.

After working for half an hour, the three caves were all burned into a detailed spiritual formation, and the spirit sealing technique was engraved neatly and uniformly, combined into a column, and the effect was even more powerful.

After that, he went to the spiritual field to take care of the seed germination, and now dozens of spiritual fields in Qinghao Mountain have basically been planted with suitable spiritual plants, such as Xinghan grass, Sun Moon grass and cloud Lingzhi, etc., which have been picked for more than one season.

There are also a lot of new spirit vegetation cultivation mature, but he can value and stay, and there are only a few who start cultivating from the spirit seed.

Ninety percent were abandoned because of mediocre utility.

Only a few seeds are left in the wooden box on the wooden shelf in the deepest part of the cave house, and I don't know if there will be a day when they will reappear.

The spirit plant is widely planted, and a lot of harvest is harvested, except for a small part that is dried and ground and stored, and the rest of the herbs are mostly picked up and filled with Danding when they are still alive.

Thanks to this, Chen Yu's Dan Dao has mastered many Dan recipes regardless of skill or heat, and his improvement is not unpretentious.

Now, just refining the Qi and Blood Pill was no longer enough to satisfy him, and he was comparing the medicinal uses of various spiritual plants, wanting to figure out more high-quality pills, especially in terms of spirituality.

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