Chapter 70: The Medicine Garden

After a while, a fragrance came, and as an alchemist, he naturally knew that this was the fragrance of medicine.

The performance of the other people was not very different from him, they all looked excited, especially when he saw that there was a trace of excitement on Du Ming's face.

"Isn't it just a medicine garden, is it necessary to do this?" Seeing Du Ming's face that turned red with excitement, his face didn't show anything, but there was an inexplicable feeling of contempt in his heart.

But soon after, he felt ashamed of his contempt for Du Ming, because his performance was not much different from Du Ming's.

Not long after, under the leadership of Du Ming, several people came to the place where they had smelled the fragrance before.

Several people believed that even without Du Ming's leadership, they would be able to find the medicine garden under the wafting smell of medicine.

Everyone had thought that this was not an ordinary place, but when everyone came here, they found that things were not as simple as they thought, this was no longer a medicine garden, but a sea of medicine.

From afar, there is a piece of medicinal herbs.

There are so many medicinal herbs that he can't even name them.

"This is?" In the medicine garden, he saw that it was very precious to the outside world, that kind of medicinal material, that kind of medicinal material, the medicinal material he possessed, purple heart grass, a medicinal material that could improve the medicinal effect when refining Zhuji Dan.

"Fang Yuan, what do you want to do?" Just as he was feeling joy for the purple heart grass, he suddenly heard Du Ming shout. Because of this, he saw that Fang Yuan's position had changed somewhat.

Fang Yun was quietly moving towards the Purple Heart Grass's position. Everyone present, none of them were stupid, and naturally knew what Fang Yuan wanted to do.

It's just that he didn't know why Fang Yuan did this, he knew that this matter would be easily discovered.

Thinking of this, Li Wenfeng was a little puzzled, but he just couldn't understand why Fang Yuan wanted to do it.

And he vaguely felt that things would not be so simple, perhaps, Fang Yuan must have a hidden story behind this.

I thought about it so much, but it was only a matter of a moment.

At this time, I saw Fang Yuan, who heard Du Ming's kind question, looked at everyone with an unchanged face and said: "I see that all Daoists, there is no action, presumably they have forgotten the agreement between us and others, since this is the case, why not let me choose first, I guess all Daoists have no opinion!"

Fang Yuan's words were reasonable, and everyone had no reason to raise objections to this.

After all, who didn't want to be the first to pick that purple heart grass? By now, Fang Yuan had already taken the lead, and everyone didn't have anything to say, so they had to let Fang Yuan go in.

That being said, there was no expression on everyone's faces, and who knows what they were thinking.

"Don't pick it!" Seeing Fang Yuan walk to the purple heart grass and stop, Li Wenfeng was very nervous, afraid that the purple heart grass would be picked by Fang Yuan, and suddenly, nervousness rose to his throat.

Although he already has a purple heart grass, who would have too many of this kind of thing?

After a moment, he relaxed, because after Fang Yuan stopped for a moment, he walked over as if he hadn't seen the purple heart grass, or ignored it.

Picking an unknown herb and easily throwing it into the storage bag, that act is like throwing a worthless grass into the storage bag. Then he came back.

The next thing was very strange, he was the last to pick his own herb, just like the three of them before, just passing by the purple heart grass, he also stopped for a while, and then walked forward, and after walking for a while, picked a herb that he thought was valuable.

According to his thoughts, he wanted to pick that purple heart grass, after all, who knows how many years that purple heart grass has, but in any case, it is definitely longer than the one he owns.

You must know that the same herb will also have different medicinal effects, and the root cause is that its year is different.

Generally speaking, the medicinal potency of the old year is stronger than that of the less old year, and of course, there are some opposite.

But it is clear that the medicinal effect of purple heart grass is related to the year, and the old ones have strong medicinal effects.

He didn't believe it, the three of them didn't know the existence of purple heart grass, and they didn't pick it when they knew, which can only mean one thing, that is, several people left this purple heart grass very tacitly and waited for one person to pick it.

Otherwise, how could they stay in this herb for a while, at that time, they were all engaged in a struggle of ideas in their hearts.

Eventually, they all gave up, after all, no one would make a bird.

Everyone knows that this purple heart grass is valuable, but they don't pick it, which is a huge problem.

Under a lot of considerations, the first round was like this, and it ended easily as everyone thought before.

However, things did not end there, after the first round, it was naturally the second round.

Repeating the previous actions again.

......

In the blink of an eye, the eleventh round was over, and the twelfth round began as planned.

By this time, everyone already knew that the purple heart grass was about to fall on one of them.

After all, this medicine garden, although I don't know how many years have passed, is not all medicinal herbs, and there are some weeds in it.

But now, everyone is very nervous, and everyone knows that the person who gets the purple heart grass is like getting a hot potato, and it will definitely be solved by other people.

And this was exactly the case, I saw that Fang Yuan quickly picked his round, followed by Du Ming and Deng Sha.

In the end, it was Li Wenfeng, who was ranked last.

At this time, he had only one and only option, picking purple heartgrass. Because there is only this hot potato left in the medicine garden that no one has touched.

There was some hesitation in his heart, and just as he was hesitating, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came.

"You're so lucky, pick it up!" The owner of the voice is the spirit that appears and disappears at that time.

Hearing the words of the machine spirit, Li Wenfeng's heart suddenly became angry.

From the words of the machine spirit, he clearly knew that the machine spirit had been watching this for a long time.

Isn't that interesting? Thinking of this in his heart, his hand did not stop, and stretched out to the purple heart grass.

As soon as his hand touched the herb, a strange sensation immediately came from him.

This strange feeling made him lose his mind for a while, but fortunately, it was very short-lived.

When he came back to his senses, he clearly understood that the medicinal herbs in his hand had become the one he had been.

As for the older one, there is no trace of it. Although he didn't know the specific reason, he knew that it must be a ghost made by the machine spirit.

And he didn't think too much about how the machine spirit did it.

Now he still has some things to deal with.

He had to find a way to solve Du Ming and Fang Yuan's greedy eyes.