Chapter 63: The Spoils of War
The Moyang fruit only matures once every hundred years, and only one fruit will be produced each time. Like the Moyang fruit with three fruits in front of me, it is at least three hundred years old.
Lin Xiu stared at the three dark red Moyang Fruits tightly, as if he had seen a naked woman, her eyes were shining, and the corners of her mouth were drooling.
"Goo. Lin Xiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and then stretched the clutch with a special glove towards the root of the Moyang Fruit.
Pinch the stems, find two-thirds of them, pinch them, pick the fruits, and take cuttings. A series of actions are done smoothly, just like the tea art of a tea master, and this medicine picking also has its own unique art. However, compared with the tea art, the requirements for collecting medicine are higher, because once a certain link is not done properly, it may lead to the complete abolition of the elixir in hand.
And Lin Xiu's movements were done in one go, and he couldn't find any flaws, obviously after a long period of exercise.
Carefully storing the picked Moyang Fruit into the space ring, Lin Xiu slowly turned around and breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the small stalk on the ground, Lin Xiu patted the glove with satisfaction and put it into the ring.
Heaven and earth elixirs like Moyang Fruit are already very rare, and if they are picked on a large scale, there will definitely be an extinction day, so those who know some herb pickers often leave a chance for it to regenerate while picking away the medicine.
Lin Xiu's last step, the cutting, was for this purpose. The Moyang fruit plant that has been picked will die soon, but the third above its stalk has the ability to re-sprout, and it can be well adapted to the environment by inserting it next to the original plant, and if it waits for another hundred years, it may be a superb elixir.
Looking at the venomous scorpion python that had died early in the swamp, Lin Xiu was also excited.
Although this poisonous scorpion python was poisonous before death, this poison will dissipate after death, and it is a veritable third-level mid-level demonic beast, which can be sold for a lot of money.
"Hehe, who let you mess with Lao Tzu, you deserve to die without a corpse. ‘”
In the swamp, the nine-meter-long poisonous scorpion python was quickly dismantled and put into the latter's space ring when Lin Xiu's hands and feet worked. Fortunately, the space of the space ring is large, otherwise, it would be a little troublesome to put such a large volume of things inside.
Holding the jet-black bead-shaped demon core in his hand, the smile on Lin Xiu's face, how bright it was, but in the eyes of some people, this smile was cheap enough. On the way back, Lin Xiu sincerely admitted his mistake and conducted a deep self-examination, which coaxed Concubine Yun into the spatial ring on his left hand.
The ring on his left hand was given to him by his mother eight years ago, and he has never taken it off or used it to store anything. This ring, for him, has an extraordinary meaning. Whenever he misses his parents, he will tell his heart to the ring, which has the thoughts and sustenance of his childhood.
Although Concubine Yun was coaxed into the ring, Lin Xiu was still inevitably bombarded, and Concubine Yun in the ring kept chattering in Lin Xiu's ear, forcing Lin Xiu to almost go berserk.
Women really can't be messed with, especially beautiful women, they can tell you to death just by talking, if you want to scold, then you have already died I don't know how many times, because they can scold the living to death, the dead to life, and then scold to death.
It wasn't until Lin Xiu walked out of the Black Flame Forest and returned to the sect that Concubine Yun stopped, it seemed that she didn't care about anything, but really said that she was tired. Being in the space ring, Concubine Yun's words cannot be heard by outsiders, and the only thing that can be heard is Lin Xiu, who has a divine sense on the ring. Every move, line and word of Concubine Yun in the space ring was clearly transmitted to Lin Xiu's sea of knowledge.
When he came out of the Black Flame Forest, Lin Xiu ran into the demon hunting team he belonged to, arranged a reasonable reason, and asked Captain Han Shao, who was taking the lead, for a leave, and Lin Xiu left. The team also has team discipline, and unless there are special circumstances, leave is generally granted.
Back in the room, Lin Xiu told Fu Huang to stay in the room honestly and not go anywhere, as for other things, such as finding elixir and the like, Lin Xiu took care of it, which also made Fu Huang feel moved again.
After arranging everything, Lin Xiu did not stop, and along the warm path covered with red leaves, Lin Xiu walked towards the mountain gate.
At the mountain gate, there are guard disciples in the check, whether they enter or go out, they must go through strict inspection, otherwise they will not be easily released, and the treatment of these guard disciples is actually similar to that of Zhang Fan, a miscellaneous disciple, and the status is actually similar, to say that there is a difference, these guarding disciples do not have the same safe environment as the miscellaneous disciples, but at the same time, they have an extra way to make money. No, after sending a piece of lower-grade Yuan Crystal to one of the disciples guarding the gate, Lin Xiu passed the inspection smoothly and got out of the mountain gate.
Leaving Lu to go to the mountain gate, according to the map he asked Zhang Fan for earlier, it took Lin Xiu less than two quarters of an hour to reach the destination of this outing, Huang Yanzhen.
As the only town in the huge Huangyan Valley, the popularity here can be imagined, this is not only a gathering place for some warriors, but also a place for some businessmen to make a windfall. Every day, there will be a large number of medicinal herbs, elixirs, weapons, and tricks to be traded, and those who play top-notch, those who live in stores, shops, restaurants, brothels in Qinglou, and all that should be on a commercial street are here, and the degree of prosperity here is really amazing.
Huangyan Town, like Wanyan Town before, is also a paradise for martial artists. Although the cultivation conditions are a little worse than those of the three major sects, there are not so many rules and constraints here. Drinking wine and eating meat in large chunks, the people here live a life of blood on the edge of the knife, and they are veritable people in the rivers and lakes. Uninhibited, heroic, shrewd, and ruthless, it is a true portrayal of the character of this child.
Looking at the passers-by walking on the street, Lin Xiu was still calm on the surface, but his heart was already overturned, almost all of the people here were martial artists, and some of them were unfathomable.
A seven or eight-year-old child on the side of the road, playing a set of vigorous body refining boxing techniques in front of the door, Lin Xiu also nodded again and again, a child of such a big age in the outside world is still the age of playing, but here it is actually a martial artist with one-star strength. Thinking of his low and pitiful strength again, Lin Xiu couldn't help but blush.
This is a bustling and bloody and violent town, and scenes of murder and fighting can be seen almost every day, but it still exists, which is obviously influenced by the three major sects of Huangyan Valley. In the eyes of the three major sects, this is a free talent cultivation base and a logistics capital.
Mixed in the crowd, feeling the crowd around him, rubbing shoulders one after another, the river was endless, Lin Xiu knew a little more about the prosperity of the town. Looking down at the tightly held map, Lin Xiu stood on tiptoe, glanced in a certain direction, and then set off in that direction.