Chapter 639 - Phenomenons in the Spirit Field (2/2)
“Brother Lonemoon, the seedlings will attract many different types of insects. Shall I go to Senior Brother to get some pesticide?”
“There’s no need.”
There was the sound of birds chirping. A huge spirit bird landed on the field and began to look intently around for insects to eat.
Zuo Shuming: “…” Holy shit!
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He suddenly felt like there was no need for him to do anything in order for the spirit herbs to grow. These were not their spirit herbs – it was the heavens’!
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The spirit herbs in the spirit field grew bigger and bigger before their very eyes. As time went by, there were even more of them. The two of them became increasingly excited. Until… They began to look strange!
“Brother Lonemoon, that’s a second-grade two-leaf fragrant herb, right? Why are there four leaves on it? That’s so weird!”
“Brother Lonemoon, that’s a Transparent Lotus, right? I recall that they’re supposed to be third-grade herbs. Why are they fourth-grade ones now?”
“Brother Lonemoon, is that the Purple Ginseng? Look at its leaves. Why do they look as if they’re a thousand years old?”
“Senior Brother Lonemoon, that stalk…”
By right, spirit herbs rarely mutated in such ways. Some people who grew spirit herbs all their lives still would not be able to witness such things in their lifetimes. Yet, on closer inspection, all of the spirit herbs in the field were mutated in some way – they were either more advanced or deformed. They could not find a single spirit herb that was normal. All around, the spirit Qi filled the air. It was almost as if the spirit herbs were mutating on purpose in order to fit in.
“Calm down!” Lonemoon patted him on the shoulder. “Just get used to it.”
“…” How can you get used to things like that?
“Alright, let’s quickly train! I’m going to teach you some simple sword techniques today!” Lonemoon quickly changed the topic.
The moment he finished speaking, Zuo Shuming’s face drained of color. “Are they really simple?”
“Of course! It’s basic!”
“…” Zuo Shuming instinctively stroked his own bruised face. That’s exactly what Lonemoon said a few days ago.
For some reason, from the day that they began planting the spirit herbs, Lonemoon had become extremely interested in Zuo Shuming’s cultivation level. Each day, he would either force him to train, or teach him a different technique. It was almost as if he did not want Zuo Shuming to rest even for awhile. He explained techniques, sorcery and spells non-stop. If one time was not enough, he would repeat himself several times… before he started hitting Zuo Shuming.
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Yet, Zuo Shuming felt bad speaking up about it. After all, Lonemoon was doing this out of the goodness of his heart. What’s more, he really was of a much higher cultivation than Zuo Shuming was just a few days ago. All Zuo Shuming could do was grit his teeth and learn well. Although they were not concerned about planting spirit herbs anymore, he felt even busier. Each day, he would pick up a new spell or two, or improve techniques that he already knew.
Even so, he felt like Lonemoon was despising him more and more as time went by. He could almost read it on his face: You are the worst student I have ever taught.
Zuo Shuming had nearly forgotten that he was there primarily to plant spirit herbs and not to train. In fact, he felt like he was putting his life on the line to train.
On the few occasions when he recalled his primary task, he would say, “Brother Lonemoon these spirit herbs-”
“What spirit herbs? You can’t even learn a simple water-repelling spell. How dare you talk about other things? Quick, train!”
“Alright… Alright.”
Why did he feel like Lonemoon was more of a master than a friend?
THe good thing was his cultivation level was increasing rapidly. Within two short months, he advanced from the seventh stage to the tenth stage of Qi Refinement. He could even faintly feel himself approaching a breakthrough.
Lonemoon, who had been teaching him for three months “…” Suddenly, I miss Fatty, who jumped through the stages rapidly.