The forest was very silent, even if there was still the sound of fighting coming from behind.

But the forest is still silent, because the hearts of the people here are still depressed.

"Amitabha, if the rivers and lakes in the future are like this, then the rivers and lakes will be difficult to walk. ”

The great monk silently took out the wooden fish, knocked and read.

Sakurako asked, why did he knock on the wooden fish, aren't you scared in your heart?

The great monk told Sakurako that this is called transcendence, washing blood and purifying the world.

Sakurako felt that the great monk didn't say much, he was just praying for spiritual stability, and he didn't have the greatness he said.

So Sakurako thinks, "You're still going to hell." ”

The great monk was not angry, nor did he say anything, still knocking on his wooden fish, still reciting his scriptures.

But I can see clearly at the funeral night, this guy's hand knocking on the wooden fish is tense.

He's ...... Rage?

The three of them continued to move forward, but the scenery behind the mountain was not as good as it should be, there were many broken walls here, and the roads were covered with weeds.

I guess no one has been to the back mountain for a long time!

There are also tea gardens, vegetable gardens, and medicine fields in the distance.

The old tea trees are full of green, the vegetable garden has been replaced by weeds, only the medicine field is slightly better, at least there are people weeding and cultivating the soil, at least there are people fertilizing and watering.

But herbs don't grow well, and many are even inferior to those in the wild.

Funeral Night knew that it was because the growth of herbs was closely related to the prestige value of the sect, and the Iron Sword Sect had disappeared for a long, long time, and there were very few people who could still remember this sect, and they didn't even have much influence in the rivers and lakes.

But even so, the Iron Sword Sect is still a system sect, and it still has his heritage. Although the growth of herbs is not good, there are many varieties and high grades.

"Amitabha! The poor monk has only now woken up, no wonder he feels familiar here!" The great monk was a little shocked when he saw the medicine.

Sakurako also saw sighs in his eyes and compassion.

Is he also a monk in reality?

Sakurako doesn't know, and she doesn't want to ask, because some topics may ...... once they are out It's going to be embarrassing.

"Monk, did you think of something?" asked Funeral Night.

The great monk said: "This was originally the headquarters of the Wansheng Sect, I heard that I have done a lot of things that hurt the heavens and reason, and the Iron Sword Gate has not yet entered the stream at its peak.

The Wansheng Sect and the Five Poisons Sect should be on par with each other, and they both have a very high status in the rivers and lakes. It's just that it was later exterminated by the Orthodox Church, and the Iron Sword Gate is just a dove occupying a magpie's nest. ”

"Isn't the rise and fall of the rivers and lakes like this?"

The great monk smiled: "You are an alchemist, there should be something you need here!"

Funeral Night replied, he walked straight towards the medicine field, as the great monk said, he had already ...... I'm hungry.

According to the great monk, this place was originally supposed to be a prefecture-level medicine field, and as the name suggests, the medicinal materials here were used to refine the prefecture-level pills.

From this, one can imagine how wealthy the Wansheng Sect was in the past.

But no matter how brilliant it is, there is also a time when it comes to a curtain call. And this curtain call came very suddenly.

Since then, the prefecture-level medicine field has been dropped.

Funeral night, all the way to pick.

The great monk walked all the way, looked all the way, and sighed from time to time.

"It's a pity, it's a pity! These herbs are basically paid, and they are refined. ”

"Not necessarily!" he was still collecting medicine on the night of the funeral, he was very serious and meticulous, and every movement was skillful, as if the carver was carving a work of art.

Although Sakurako is not optimistic about his people, because he is ugly, he is a big scumbag, at least that's what everyone says.

But Sakurako admires the attitude of the funeral night and admires his talent.

I also admire his ...... Viciousness.

I feel that he is very relieved to do things, whether it is grace or hatred!

Anyway, he feels uncomfortable, so don't even think about being comfortable.

This herb may be useless to ordinary alchemists.

But Funeral Night is not an ordinary alchemist, because he has Shennong Ding, Shennong Order, Spirit Refining, and Formula.

His starting point is higher than that of ordinary alchemists, and his understanding is also stronger than that of ordinary alchemists.

Similarly, he is also the only alchemist in the rivers and lakes who uses the alchemy master cultivation as the refining master to refine the earth-level gold creation medicine.

It's not something that anyone can do.

On the night of the funeral, he collected a lot of medicinal herbs, some of which he knew and some of whom he didn't, but whether he could use them or not, he collected them all.

He is like a little squirrel, he always likes to collect nuts, and collecting is an accumulation and a habit.

Funeral Night collects weapons that others don't look down on, and then processes and improves them, and finally turns them into today's special weapons.

Funeral Night collects gems that were not favored in the early stage, inlays them on the skin of the lizard, and finally makes the Black Impermanence Battle Armor.

Because it is weak, it is collected, and because it is collected, it feels safe.

The great monk had never practiced medicine, but he had seen others refining medicine, anyway, in his opinion, the funeral night was a waste of time and a waste of everyone's lives.

"Eh, play if you like!" the great monk retracted his thoughts, he had no hope for this medicine field.

Sitting on the field, the great monk knocked on the wooden fish again.

Sakurako picks flowers outside the medicine field.

Girls love flowers, the fragrance of pollen, and the colorful colors of their petals.

But girls don't know that in fact, boys prefer "flowers", especially wildflowers.

Passing through the medicine field, there are mountains in front of you, stretching endlessly, and it seems that there is no end.

Of course, this mountain is different from the surrounding mountains, it is full of holes and devastation, and there is only some sparse greenery on the mountain, but there are very few and very little, and you can't even tell that this is a green mountain.

But all three were very happy, because only the mine was like this.

"Iron Sword Gate is sick! This is wealth! Why don't you even have a guard!" Sakurako felt that Iron Sword Gate was completely violent and ruined.

Then after walking in, Sakurako realized that this special thing doesn't need to be guarded at all, whoever likes it will take it!

Because the mine has been exhausted, it is of no value.

"Amitabha, this is normal, if there is still a mine in the mine, the Iron Sword Gate will not come to this step. ”

Funeral Night interjected: "If there is a mine, can it be obtained by the Iron Sword Gate?"

The corners of the monk's mouth twitched, although he didn't like the attitude of the funeral night, but what he said was also correct.

If there is a mine, it will not be the turn of the Iron Sword Gate to get involved.

The great monk walked the basics, and found that the burial night was still looking for the shadow of the mine, thinking of what he had just said, he immediately counterattacked: "Since there is no mine, then what are you looking for blindly?"

"You can say that!" said the funeral.

Because he was not wrong, he was looking for the residue of ore, which is equivalent to the excrement of the mine.

"Does this thing work?" asked the great monk.

Funeral Night shook his head: "I don't know, collect some first!"

This escape was a bit boring for the great monk and Sakurako, but it was full of rewards for the funeral night.

Can you not be full of harvest?

The talismans of the Iron Sword Gate are all in his hands!

(End of chapter)