As soon as Liu Yiwen came out of the cave, he couldn't wait to fly towards the shore of the lake! In the distance, he could already see two rows of tender green buds dotted with gray-black rock mud. His mood was even more relaxed, and he stopped where the gentian spirit grass was growing.

It was the morning, and there were still a few crystal dewdrops hanging on the leaves, which was particularly lovely. He stared at them as if he were looking at a treasure, and couldn't help but stroke them gently.

He walked around among the dozens of spirit grasses, and found that except for three or four that had not budded, the rest had grown two oval leaves.

Liu Yiwen has seen from the classics in the past few days that although gentian spirit grass can grow here, it still needs to apply some fertilizer to grow better.

Fertilizer is indeed necessary for cultivation. However, as a spiritual grass fertilizer, it is naturally different from the ordinary things used in the mortal world. It needed the flesh and blood of low-level demon beasts, the spiritual springs or the silt in the deep sea, and something he could easily obtain, that is—the sake lees left over from the spirit wine.

The sake lees are used as a raw material for fertilizer, and it can be said that everything is abundant. Although most of the essence of these things has been brewed into liquor, there is still a lot of spiritual power left, and it can be described as an excellent fertilizer with the flesh and blood of demon beasts and silt.

In the past, after brewing, these lees looked like they were discarded, and they were stored all the time, which is a good use. And there are a lot of lakes in front of the silt, and they only owe the flesh and blood of the demon beasts.

Generally, when hunting demon beasts, most of them only take valuable materials, and the rest are disposed of with fireball techniques, which is really a waste when I think about it now.

As soon as he thought of this, he flew towards a certain mountain peak on the shore of the lake.

Liu Yiwen has not seen this old man since the last time he met Master Shan. At this time, he stopped in front of a stone wall that seemed to be the same, took out a piece of apricot yellow rune paper, and sent it to the stone wall with a few whispers.

As soon as the rune paper touched the stone wall, it disappeared.

After half a burnt incense, Liu Yiwen and Shan Shibo sat opposite each other, and there were a pot and two cups on the table. Here the two men drank and talked.

After the two of them had a few drinks, Uncle Shan seemed to be in a particularly comfortable mood because the winemaking was going very well, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou, how can you have time to sit here with me today?"

Liu Yiwen confessed: "Don't hide it from the uncle, the younger generation came here today to ask for something!" Although this old man had warned him last time that there were also demon beasts here, he didn't meet a few. This time, I came to ask where there are nests of low-level demon beasts.

Uncle Shan was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows, and said, "But it's okay to say it!"

Liu Yiwen briefly talked about the preparation of fertilizer, and after listening to it, the old man smiled happily: "What is it difficult for me, but it is the flesh and blood of some low-level demon beasts, you don't have to look for it yourself, anyway, I don't have anything to do these days, so I'll help you get some!"

Liu Yiwen was overjoyed, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, uncle!" This person is much more familiar with this place than him, and his cultivation is very high, this matter is naturally extremely easy for him!

The matter of the flesh and blood of the demon beast was solved, and the fertilizer was naturally a matter of course, and after the mind was put down, I drank a few cups with this old man!

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At the junction of Hong'an County and Chu'an County, there is a Fang City called Qingsujian. The city was built behind a waterfall, hence the name.

The three major sects of Shangqing Dao, Xianyinguan and Wuxingmen surround this place in the center, so this fang city has been very lively and prosperous. It is one of the few large-scale markets in Dachu, with nearly 1,000 shops in it, and the materials and magic tools sold are also very complete.

On this day, a middle-aged man of about forty years old came to the street of Fang City. The man was slightly shorter and had a short, thick, beard of a few inches. But even so, this person is just an ordinary person in the crowd. But on his right shoulder sat a monkey with unusually large eyes.

The little monkey not only has big eyes, but also holds a wine jug in his "hand", and takes a few sips from time to time, and the aroma of wine is overflowing for a while, which makes the past immortal cultivators amazed.

The middle-aged man casually browsed the shops on both sides, but he didn't seem to have anything he wanted to buy. After half an hour, after he had seen most of the shops on the ground, he stopped.

He looked left and right, spotted a shop selling materials on his right, groaned slightly, and walked in. A young man who looked like a scribe hurriedly greeted him, bowed his hand, and said, "This senior, I don't know what you need?

The middle-aged man didn't seem interested in this, and said lightly, "Do you have a map of Chu Realm here?"

The scribe was slightly stunned, and hurriedly smiled: "Of course there is! ”

The middle-aged man followed the scribe to a row of yellow wooden counters, and the latter enthusiastically introduced: "There are paper and jade slips, detailed and coarse. I wonder which one my predecessors need?"

The middle-aged man said casually: "Let's have a simple jade slip!"

Although the scribe muttered in his heart, his face was full of spring and said, "Okay, please wait a moment!

The middle-aged man shook his head, and the scribe walked inside, took out a white jade slip and handed it over, saying, "This jade slip is fifteen immortal coins!"

The man nodded, and casually handed over fifteen red immortal coins, and after the scribe took it, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted in a low voice: "Qi Realm Immortal Coins!"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and said unhappily: "What, don't you accept it here?"

The scribe shook his hand frequently, and hurriedly said, "Collect, collect!"

The middle-aged man snorted lightly, then turned to leave, leaving the young scribe who was slightly stunned.

After the middle-aged man left the shop, he left the market, he put the jade slip in the center of his eyebrows and read it for a while, and muttered: "I didn't expect the Imperial Sword Villa to be so far away from here!"

This person is none other than Du Feng from Qi Realm to Chu, and the little monkey on his shoulder is big-eyed.

Five years ago, Liu Yiwen was chased by the devil to the great desert and separated from the big eyes. Big Eye experienced a black sandstorm, but he was lucky not to die. The monkey was already psychic, and he found the peak of the mountain where Du Feng lived.

When Du Feng saw the big eyes, he was surprised. Although the big eyes can't speak, they can understand people. After several tentative inquiries, he knew that something had happened to Liu Yiwen. Du Feng hurriedly rushed there and searched everywhere, but did not find Liu Yiwen.

In desperation, he put the matter on hold for the time being. Big Eyes followed Du Yu's side, and the woman liked it very much, and did not hesitate to coax it with spirit wine. In this way, one person and one monkey get along well.

In the past few years, Du Feng's news of Liu Yiwen has been fruitless. He thought about it for a while, and felt that if Liu Yiwen was still alive, he would definitely return to the sect, so he left Qi to go to Chu to look for it.

Because it was the first time he came to Chu Realm, he first found this Fang City and bought a map.