Chapter 167: Secret Calculation

At this time, after this scorpion demon was caught, it was decomposed piecemeal, not to mention that it could also get an income of two or three thousand taels of silver back, it would be very considerable, their sect has declined a little in recent years, with such an injection of money, at least it can improve the life of the disciples of the sect, rebuild the mountain gate, and make the incense more prosperous.

After taking away this snake demon, a cadre of people also came to a lower altitude place, where the clouds suddenly became a lot lighter, and the afternoon sun also shone over, through the shade of the trees, there are patches the size of copper coins on the ground, and the scenery is quite beautiful for a while, in this kind of place, in fact, there is almost no need to be wary of anything, at least the yin evil demons and ghosts are almost unable to set off the wind and waves.

At this time, because Lin Feng had prepared in advance, there was a special musk particle left on the road to determine the distance, so he quickly discovered one thing: the Mr. Qing who led the way in front of him suddenly began to detour, but he still traveled in the direction of going down the mountain.

These Maoshan people obviously trust Mr. Qing very much, and they didn't notice this for a while, after going around a few times, everyone's vision suddenly broadened, and they suddenly found that there was a clearing in front of them, the environment was very elegant and quiet, the sound of water was murmuring, and the camellia was in full bloom, although it was December, it was refreshing.

At this time, most of the people also felt that something was wrong, but before the question could be asked, the Taoist priest Xu Yu who led the team had already spoken:

"Mr. Qing said that there is abundant spiritual energy here, and there should be an elixir, so he brought us here, which is only six miles away from the bottom of the mountain, so there is nothing to do. ”

At this time, Lin Fengjin had already seen that Mr. Na Qing had already swayed his body and walked not far away, but there was a pine forest there, but this pine forest looked thin and barren. It was as if he was malnourished, but Lin Feng had seen a lot, and he knew that the pine tree had a strong vitality after frost and snow, and the reason why the current signs appeared was mostly because the pine roots were parasitic about the relationship between Poria cocos.

Poria cocos is of different sizes, the small one is like a fist, and the large one can reach dozens of catties, with a rough surface and a nodulous wrinkle. Gray-brown or black-brown, mostly parasitic on the roots of Masson pine or red pine, because it is not cold-tolerant, so it is produced in Yunnan, Anhui, Hubei, Henan, Sichuan and other places. The ancients called Poria cocos "the magic medicine of the four seasons", because its effect is very extensive, regardless of the four seasons, it is compatible with various medicines, regardless of cold, temperature, wind, dampness and other diseases, can play its unique effect.

And Poria cocos, which can become a climate, has the reputation of golden balm. You can plug in almost everything. Lin Fengjin can also slightly sense that the aura in this pine forest is gathering at one point, and Mr. Na Qing is also going to that place.

This Mr. Qing is also the essence of plants and trees, and it is said that when he was a wood man. The prototype is pine, but Poria cocos is parasitic on pine wood, so it can be said that Poria cocos is particularly sensitive, and it is obviously the Poria cocos that grows there that attracts it.

At this time. Lin Fengjin suddenly noticed something unusual, that is, Mr. Qing's body was also quite heavy, and there were marks half an inch deep where he stepped on it. It staggered forward in the pine forest, and where it landed seemed to have stepped on an ant nest, from which a large number of ants poured out.

This kind of thing is a very ordinary thing in the mountains, but Lin Fengjin knows that between Poria cocos and ants, it can be completely described as immortal, ants want to eat Poria cocos, and Poria cocos in the climate will often secrete a toxin by itself, and the ants will be poisoned after eating.

However, the Poria cocos that can attract Mr. Qing is two or three hundred years old, and there are ants living next to this kind of climatic Poria cocos, so it can be judged after very simple reasoning that this is definitely not a naturally occurring situation.

After observing the surroundings again, it is obvious that the existence of Poria cocos can not be seen on the roots of the rest of the pine trees, and it is obvious that the existence of these ants is to clean up the rest of the Poria cocos, so as to prevent them from competing for nutrients with the climatic Poria cocos, and supply this Poria cocos with the aura and nutrition of the entire pine forest.

This method is actually a quick method in disguise, and if you do it like this, the medicinal effect of Poria cocos for a hundred years will be more than three hundred years.

At this time, Mr. Na Qing had already walked to the side of Poria Cocos, bent down and dug out the piece of Poria Cocos, threw it in his mouth and chewed it squeakingly, and then stood there breathing, closing his eyes and recuperating. At this time, Daoist Xu and Mr. Qing discussed it for a while, and then said:

"Let's take a break and wait for the next big downhill. ”

Although it is said to be resting, but also arranged the sentry personnel, the scenery here is good, someone is hanging out here, and suddenly called out in surprise:

"Wow, there's such a big Shou Wu here!"

This He Shou Wu is also one of the several valuable medicines necessary for alchemy, and the formation of He Shou Wu can be said to be a treasure in the world, as soon as this disciple shouted, there were immediately strong onlookers, and naturally found that what he said was true, there is indeed a 200-year-old formed He Shou Wu here, at least it can be sold for a thousand taels of silver. But Lin Fengjin felt that the vigilance in his heart was getting heavier and heavier, which first lured Mr. Qing over to his liking, and then found out that this He Shou Wu was too deliberate and obvious!

After digging out the flavor of He Shou Wu, but there is no change, this Yunwu Mountain is already wet and rainy, and the He Shou Wu that is dug out is also muddy, and there happens to be a spring here, the crystal clear flow down, forming a stream, reflecting the sun, sparkling is very gratifying, and the stream of the stream is clear and empty, straight as if there is nothing.

There is a saying that "the hub is not beetle, and the flowing water is not rotten", as long as it is living water, then there is basically no problem, so the disciples who excavated He Shou Wu are full of mud, and He Shou Wu is all sludge, so he naturally wants to go to the creek to wash it, and drink two more sips of water by the way, and he is full of praise for the sweetness of the spring water, so he simply dumps the water in his own backpack and fills it with this spring water, and many people follow suit.

Lin Fengjin narrowed his eyes slightly, and always felt that something was wrong, but he heard Zhang Zhenren next to him say:

"Mr. Qing is the spirit of plants and trees, sensing that there is abundant spiritual energy here, so it breeds elixir, which is also its natural instinct, this kind of spiritual energy is abundant, since the hundred-year-old Poria cocos has come out, and it is not uncommon for this plant to be formed. ”

From the words of this real person, it can be seen that Lin Fengjin is not alone in noticing that something is wrong, but Zhang Daoren's words are definitely not unreasonable, but just when Lin Fengjin wanted to get closer to see the formed He Shou Wu, he suddenly felt that the calf was lightly knocked twice in a row, which was obviously a warning from the local tyrant Jin, and then the local tyrant Jin said directly in Lin Fengjin's consciousness:

"Don't go over there, there's a weirdness over there. ”

Lin Feng said quietly:

"Is that the formation of He Shou Wu?"

Local tyrant gold road:

"No, the smell of medicine is real, but the soil around the He Shou Wu is sprinkled with the eggs of tick insects, which are so small that they are almost invisible, mixed in the sludge. And the tick insect is a demon insect in ancient times, and now it is almost extinct, and its eggs are almost inactive, even if you eat it directly, it is okay. ”

"However, this spring water should have been infiltrated into the juice of Cistanche, and it should have been placed in the depths of the spring, so this spring water tastes very sweet to drink, and it is also very good for the body after drinking, but once this tick insect egg encounters this spring water that has penetrated into the juice of Cistanche, then its original lost activity will be replenished, and these two harmless things will even be superimposed on the body, which is a very dangerous scourge! ”

Hearing this, Lin Feng gasped and said:

"Is there any cure?"

Local tyrant gold road:

"Why did I come out to stop my master from passing? That's because the ticks and insects are very vicious, and there is no way to save them. ”

Lin Fengjin was silent for a while and said:

"So will the people who come into contact with this disciple be recruited?"

Local tyrant gold road:

"No, it takes a day for a tick worm to mature, and it won't be a big deal to come into contact with it before it matures. But the formed He Shou Wu must not be touched. ”

At this time, Daoist Fu also shook his head and communicated with his spirit:

"No, no, no, there is still a way to save it, after taking out his brain, put it in the Poor Dao's Hundred Refining Treasure Cup, stir, filter, and then steam the dead insect eggs with three flavored fires, and then use the Qiankun bag of the Poor Dao to reshape the brain, and then put it back again. ”

Lin Fengjin glanced at Daoist Fu and said disdainfully:

"Your Hundred Refining Treasure Cup is the black wooden cup used to pound garlic, right? It hasn't been washed for three months or a year? The Qiankun bag is the broken bag used to hold chicken feather waste paper. ”

Daoist Fu smiled dryly:

"It's not uncommon for this poor man to be a little lazy. ”

At this time, Lin Fengjin saw that Tong Meng wanted to go to see He Shouwu, because he still had a good impression of getting along with him, and he didn't want to see him die tragically, so he immediately grabbed him and said sharply:

"Don't go, stay away from this He Shou Wu!"

Lin Fengjin shouted very harshly, so the voice was also very loud, almost everyone looked over, Tong Meng was pulled by Lin Fengjin, a little puzzled, and a little angry, and said hurriedly:

"What do you do, let it go!" (To be continued......)