Chapter 7 (1/2)
Half an hour later, he had more than ten plants of lingcao, more than twenty fruits, and eight or nine petals of lingqiying. I don't know how many years the Baizhang medicine field has grown and how many treasures it has to produce. Now that's all!
Qin Huan clenched his teeth, but he sighed quickly. If it wasn't for the pheasant overlord, he couldn't find even the medicine field was still there. If he thought like this, he would still rely on the ramming goods for the harvest.
As soon as Qin Huan realized that he was calm, he carefully gathered these things together and put them aside. Turn around to wash your hands and face, pick up a handful of spring water, unexpectedly sweet, and the entrance is cool. What's more, these springs contain a little spiritual power!
Qin Huan's eyes were clear, and he immediately sighed in secret that the heaven and earth were created miraculously. There is a natural spring near the underground medicine field. There should be a tiny spiritual vein under the spring. The spirit is brought out by the spring water and absorbed by the spirit grass and plants in the medicine field, which accelerates their growth.
There are so many coincidences. This is a miracle underground medicine field.
”It's a blessed place and a blessed place. It's also a good place to practice, regardless of the treatment of Shidan poison.” Qin Huan looked up at the grass house on the edge of the space. ”I don't know who is practicing here, and why does it appear here?”
The mysterious space was once inhabited, which was brought back by the pheasant overlord. The broken lighting array running on the stone wall also confirmed this.
However, the owner here should leave or die.
When he pushed the door in, Qin Huan glanced at the latter.
There is a skeleton sitting on the tattered Futon. It should be self sitting. Three jade slips were placed in front of the skeleton. The surface was covered with a thick layer of dust, which was very dim.
Besides, there was nothing else in the hut.
Looking at the color of the skeleton, it should have been several hundred years since the man died. Qin Huan arranged his clothes and bowed himself.
Don't mention last year's age, just the medicine field outside, you should get his gift.
When he came near, he leaned over and picked up a piece of jade slips. This was Qin Huan's first time to see such high-level items in the world of friars. Hesitated for a moment, he carefully pasted the jade Jane to the eyebrow, probing into the weak mind.
Yujianzhong is a letter. Of course, it's more appropriate to call it the last words. It's left by this man before sitting down. The contents are as follows:
my husband, cangmangzi, has no intention of inheriting and stepping into the practice. He is a middle-aged man who has been addicted to the practice of Dandao all his life. It's said that Dongyue, the great school of the southern kingdom, has a strong Dandao in town. I've come a long way to communicate with it. However, this move brought disaster to me. I was trapped in the deep underground until I was old
The content is very long and not detailed. It probably means that the cangmangzi came to Dongyue school to exchange alchemy. He won by chance but was put into the ground by calculation. Originally, there was no doubt that he would die in the place where the erysipelas were rampant. However, the predecessors of Dongyue sect didn't know that cangmangzi was the one who accepted the erysipelas. Although the erysipelas were terrible, they could not kill him.
Cangmangzi survived, but at that time, Dongyue sect was very popular. There was a master of Yuanying period in the sect. The array was vicious and allowed to enter and not leave. He could only stay here. To say that this man is really a miracle of Dantao, he found a way to decompose the waste Dan to extract raw materials, and then refine the Dan again.
Of course, this kind of extracted material will be more or less contaminated with erysipelas. If you swallow too much, even if it is the body containing the poison, you can't bear it completely. Finally, cangmangzi is just because of this, it is difficult to break through the cultivation, and he is depressed.
This underground space was discovered by cangmangzi accidentally, and the medicine field was planted by him. At last, it became the chicken king. If he could know this, he would cry and laugh.
In addition, it is mentioned in the jade slips that the experience of making pills is left behind, and that Baoding is looking forward to the good life of those who are destined to use yunyun. But there is nothing in the hut. Jade slips are not fake in front of us. Where is the treasure? Could it be that the elder cangmangzi was confused before he died?
Qin Yu shakes his head and puts down the jade slips. Although the loss of his mind is not small, he can't help but pick up the second one. It was indeed full of various alchemy methods, prescriptions and exquisite alchemy techniques, which made Qin Huan overjoyed.
What's more satisfying for him is that there is a ”medicine classic” attached to the jade slips. The content of medicine classic is beyond imagination. The book, like its name, records countless spiritual herbs and plants in the world. It not only introduces detailed and equipped with exquisite illustrations, but also indicates the planting and maintenance methods.
A medicine classic is like an encyclopedia about spiritual grass and spiritual plants, and its value is self-evident. Perhaps, this is the inheritance that cangmangzi got unintentionally in his early years.
Cangmangzi has the talent of alchemy and has been inherited. He is a generation of great fortune and has the foundation to become a powerful hegemon. However, he finally ends up dead. His bones cannot be buried. The difference between cangmangzi and Wei Wei is that they underestimated the danger of the people's heart and got such a situation.
There is no doubt that Qin Huan, who had just entered the world of practice, had a profound lesson in memory.
The last jade slips, with Qin Huan's divinity, absorbed one strand of his divinity, and then the light disappeared.
Qin Huan thought a little, and then he knew that the jade slips should be some kind of representative of identity. After cangmangzi died, his breath dissipated, but now he imprinted it.
It's unintentional, but now we can only put away the jade slips. Fortunately, unless he takes it out himself, he won't be seen or cause trouble.And today, he finally received the legacy of cangmangzi. If there is a chance in the future, with this identity jade Jane, he may be able to find his family's descendants and make a little return.
The jade slips of cangmangzi's last words were smashed with great force on his hand, and the other two pieces were carefully put into his arms. Naturally, this was done to avoid unnecessary troubles.
Qin Huan bowed and saluted, ”master cangmangzi, I don't think I can repay you today, but I can only send your remains to the ground for peace. I'm offended.”
The earth on the ground was thick, so Qin Huan did not waste too much energy. He dug a square deep hole in the hut.
Carefully move the bones and put them into the pit one by one. Just then, suddenly, there was a ”pa” and ”pa” sound, and two beads fell on the ground.
Qin Huan's eyes set!
But he didn't stop, but he continued to move the skeleton until he buried the deep pit completely. Then he turned around and took the two beads to his hand.
These two beads, one gray and white, are covered with cracks on the surface, but looking inside, they are covered with golden light. The other is completely dark, like the condensation and solidification of Chinese ink, with smooth and round surface and light scattering.