The place where Chen De fell was called the Meteorite Sinkhole by people nearby.

Everyone nearby knew that this meteorite crater was extremely large and deep, and some curious people tried to walk along the edge of the meteorite crater, but they didn't finish it all day, so they had to give up.

Moreover, people in the vicinity know that this meteorite crater is an extremely dangerous place.

The meteorite crater seems to be covered in white fog all year round, and there is no bottom in sight, and no one knows how deep this meteorite crater is.

Someone tried to estimate the depth of the meteorite crater by listening to the sound of the stone falling to the ground, but no echo could be heard.

There were people who went down to investigate, but none of them were able to climb up again.

Gradually, no one dared to go down to investigate.

Lu Feiyan and Liu Xili were talking and laughing down the steps.

The steps are immersed in a thick white fog, because the fog is too thick for the eyes to see, the left side of the steps is a vertical stone wall, and the right side is a very high cliff, and if you are not careful, you will fall from the right side and fall into a meatloaf.

But they were already familiar with the steps under their feet, and it was easy for them to walk in this dangerous place.

Today is the day of tea picking, and the tea they want to pick is not ordinary tea.

The aura in this place is slightly stronger than in normal places, because there are many very small scattered spiritual veins in the underground and rock walls here, which are quite widely distributed here.

These spiritual veins used for the cultivation of monks are too small and scattered, and the cultivation effect is not good, for monks, these spiritual veins in this place are very chicken.

However, the terrain is neither high nor low, and the heights are staggered, with naturally occurring white mist for most of the year, which is suitable for the growth of high-quality tea trees.

Some tea trees have roots that are right on these very small spiritual veins, or next to these very small spiritual veins, and some tea trees just grow in places where spiritual energy naturally gathers.

As a result, the tea leaves of these tea trees have undergone their own different mutations and become rare treasures.

Lu Feiyan and Liu Xili go here every three months to pick tea leaves.

Because of the nourishment of the aura, these good tea leaves grow very well, if not picked regularly, the saturated aura will break through the tendons of the tea leaves and naturally dissipate into the air.

According to countless experiments conducted by the Wang family over many generations, the optimal harvest interval is three months.

After the tea leaves picked at this time are kneaded into tea, the aura contained in them is in a delicate state of balance, which does not emit and makes the tea leaves easy to preserve.

In less than three months, the newly grown tea leaves are picked, and after kneading, due to the lack of aura, a stable balance cannot be formed, and the aura will slowly dissipate, and the tea leaves are not easy to preserve.

This trick is very similar to when refining the elixir, the timing of the furnace is grasped, and the quality of the elixir cannot be guaranteed by opening the furnace too early or too late.

Although Lu Feiyan and Liu Xili are both descendants of the Wang family, both girls have a talent for cultivation. Moreover, this is also the reason why they were able to cross the threshold of the Wang family in the first place.

It's been a few years since they've been in the Showmanship Realm, and they're already able to cast spells. Especially the wind spells, the two of them are very skilled.

No, one of the responsibilities of the two of them is to go here to pick tea leaves and spiritual grass that grows on the cliffs. If you're not familiar with the wind spells, you'll be waiting to be broken into a meatloaf.

The descendants of the Wang family are under the control of the old lady Wang.

Mrs. Wang is kind, and she has clear rewards and punishments. Therefore, although girls like Lu Feiyan and Liu Xili are subordinates in the Wang family, they have a very happy life.

These two people have a talent for cultivation, and the Wang family passed on the cultivation method to them, making them cultivators, so that they have the feeling of ascending to the sky in one step, so the attitude of these two female cultivators towards the Wang family is basically the kind of die-hard and die-hard.

Picking spiritual tea or picking spiritual grass here is like coming to play for the two of them, relaxed and enjoyable.

Not every tea leaf on the tea tree is spiritual tea.

However, the two of them already knew exactly where each spirit tea tree was located.

Some spiritual tea trees are located near the steps, so close that they can be picked as soon as you stretch out your hand.

Some are far away from the steps, and they need to carry a variety of wind tricks, and there are more than a dozen rises on the vertical cliff to reach their growth place, which consumes a lot of aura.

Some Ling Tea Trees are located at the top of the steps, some are located at the bottom of the steps, and so on.

The two of them quickly got busy.

They carry a variety of fresh winds, as if they are riding the breeze up, and their posture on the cliff rises and falls gracefully.

The two of them mainly came to pick the spirit tea this time, because the Wang family's stock of spirit tea was almost exhausted.

This time, they want to pick as many spiritual teas as possible.

According to the usual habit, they will pick the spirit tea from the top down, and after reaching the bottom, basically all the spirit tea trees that can be picked are picked by them.

Then, take up the Ever-Changing Breeze Recipe, go back to the top, and leave the place.

The two of them descended from the top of the cliff to the bottom.

The back basket for the tea leaves is also almost full.

Because of the amount of tea that can be picked each time, the two of them have a number in their hearts, so naturally they will not carry a large back basket, nor will they bring a small one.

Liu Xili is skillfully and easily picking tea leaves, and this spiritual tea tree is almost the last.

After picking the tender tea leaves from this spiritual tea tree, her back basket was about to be full. Then, the rest of the spirit tea trees will be picked by Lu Feiyan.

She has a pair of big flexible eyes on her face, and her movements are relatively sharp. And the tall Lu Feiyan is a little unhurried, and she comes to finish every time.

Liu Xili was picking tea leaves, and suddenly out of the corner of her eye, she seemed to catch a glimpse of someone below, which startled her.

This meteorite sinkhole is a forbidden area for ordinary people, no one can go down to the bottom, and those who can reach the bottom are basically falling down and dying.

Could it be another dead man, right?" Liu Xili muttered in her heart, and then picked up the Ever-Changing Breeze and floated down gently.

As soon as she landed, she covered her nose, it really stinked, and a rancid smell went straight to her nose.

It can't be a corpse decomposing, right?

I heard from the person who used to be in charge of picking tea that very accidentally, there would be ordinary people who accidentally fell to the bottom of the pit, and the corpse would rot after two or three days.

Liu Xili pinched her nose and walked over and kicked the person on the ground.

"Ouch", a very faint voice came, startling Liu Xili.

Not dead? Strange!

When she looked closer, it turned out that the stench was the remains of the beasts scattered around the man on the ground.

She jumped to a high rock, avoiding the foul smell of rancidity, before shouting to her companion who was picking tea leaves in another place, "Swift come quickly, there's a living person down there!"

A crisp female voice came from above: "Xiaoli, you're laughing again!"

And then there was no more response.

No wonder, I didn't believe it myself, thinking in my heart, Liu Xili shouted again: "Really, it's a living person!"

The crisp female voice replied, "When I finish picking this tea tree, I will come down." ”

Lu Feiyan is still floating above a tea tree, where she picks tea leaves unhurriedly.

It was Chen De who was lying on the ground.

The place where he fell was a low-lying place on the edge of the cliff at the bottom of the pit.

The fallen leaves, dead weeds and vines on the cliff accumulate over time, and an extremely thick layer of humus is formed here.

In addition, the terrain here is relatively low, and whenever there is rain, the rainwater will bring the surrounding dead branches, rotten leaves, floating soil and sediment here.

As a result, the humus layer, dead branches and leaves, floating soil and sediment are mixed to form a place with fluffy and permeable water on the surface and a silt-like fertile humus at the bottom.

It is soft and elastic, and it is a large, naturally formed and extremely thick cushion.

Chen De, who had broken a bone in mid-air and was unconscious, happened to fall here.

If it falls elsewhere, Chen De will still inevitably fall into a meatloaf.

When he fell, it was fortunate that his feet hit the ground first.

After landing, although the huge momentum was greatly cushioned, it still immediately broke his legs in many places, and after waking him up in pain, he fainted from the severe pain on his body.

Chen De didn't know how long he had been in a coma.

One day, it started to rain. The icy rain hit his face, and the collected rain caused his body to soak in the water, and under the stimulation of the cold water, Chen De slowly woke up.

After waking up, Chen De first felt cold, and then pain all over his body.

Except for the head that can be rotated from side to side, the rest of the body cannot move at all.

Enduring the pain and cold, Chen De used his mental strength to examine his whole body.

There was an arrow wound in the leg. All the internal organs were shaken out of place, and all of them were bleeding. There were nine broken legs, three on the right hand, and seven or eight broken ribs on the chest and back.

(Teenagers, fellow Daoists, please move your fingers, give a collection, give a count!)