Chapter 149 Being Attacked in the Canyon (1/2)

Two hours and 27 minutes later, a special motorcycle carrying three daredevil people across the territory of Wu Mountain to Shennongjia.

Rolling mountains and vast primeval forests stretched as far as the eye could see. After parting with Yin Molan, Ning Tao and Qing Zhui went into a mountain forest and started a journey to pick herbs.

Yan Emperor was said to be Shennong who came here to pick herbs. Unable to climb the cliff, he put up 36 high ladders, and finally climbed the cliff to pick herbs. From then on, it was called Shennongjia. Shennongjia had countless steep peaks and deep valleys, known as the ”roof of Hua Country”. Rich in plants and animals, it was a natural ”medicine bank”.

Shennongjia had many mysteries, and the most famous were of course savages and water monsters. There had been thousands of reports of savages, also known as Snowmen or Bigfoot, but so far no single living one had been captured to prove the truth of those reports.

Similarly, there was no evidence of a water monster.

After entering Shennongjia, Ning Tao involuntarily remembered these legends about this place. He had never believed that there were savages or water monsters before, but now he was somewhat convinced that the legends were true. In a world where practitioners existed, it was not at all strange that savages and water monsters existed.

There were no roads in the mountains, and rotting branches and leaves were so thick that they could drown the instep. Ning Tao and Qing Zhui move forward slowly, but now that they had entered Shennongjia, Ning Tao didn't care about the speed. As they walked, he woke up the smelling skill of his nose so as to search for the herbs he needed by scent.

Thousands of odors poured into Ning Tao's nostrils, including more than 100 kinds of herbs! He was thrilled by the discovery. It was really a natural medicine bank! In less than an hour, he had found two herbs for refining the Primary Elixir—a natural wild ginseng and a sawtooth resurrection plant.

Ning Tao sniffed as he walked, and the two of them went deeper and deeper into the primeval forest. They had lost the way they came, but they didn't need to remember it. If they wanted to go back, a blood lock would do it.

Suddenly a cliff appeared in front of them, at least a kilometer high, shrouded in clouds and fog, so they could not see the whole picture. The cliff was bordered by a canyon, and there was a thick mist hanging over it, blocking the view.

There was no way.

”Brother Ning, why don't we rest here and go to pick herbs tomorrow morning?” Qing Zhui suggested and gave a yawn. Along the way, she had many cuts in her tight-fitting sports clothes, exposing several pieces of white skins. It was a silent temptation.

Luckily Ning Tao was used to her unscrupulous behavior and wasn't much affected. He nodded and took off his things.

”Brother Ning, I'm going to pee. You mustn't peek,” Qing Zhui stated while staring at Ning Tao fixedly.

Ning Tao sent her a glare.

Qing Zhui shrugged and said, ”Just pretend I didn't say anything. I'll get some firewood and make a fire.”

”Go ahead,” said Ning Tao. After Qing Zhui left, he opened the small medicine chest, took out the Soil-seeking Inkstone from inside, and injected 30 ml of ink into it.

When he came to Shennongjia to collect herbs, of course he would carry his Soil-seeking Inkstone with him. He wanted not only the herbs for refining Primary Elixirs, but also the spiritual soil. He had always had a desire to become a landlord in cultivation. That way, he would not only be self-sufficient, but he would be able to sell it for money when he had plenty of spiritual soil.

Once the 30 ml of ink was poured into the Soil-seeking Inkstone, the ink rippled toward the canyon under the cliff.

There was spiritual soil here!

This was not surprising. Shennongjia was a genuine primeval forest, without human pollution. It still maintained the original ecological environment. Some special environment had spiritual energy, so it was very normal to have treasures here.

Ning Tao reached the edge of the cliff, extended his head and looked into the canyon below, thinking to himself, ”The environment here is similar to that rift in the forbidden land of the Tang Sect. Now that there is also spiritual soil down here, is there spiritual grain? If there is, I'll take it back to the Sword Pavilion Cave and plant it there. Then I can harvest grain in the future.”

There was a sudden yell of shock from behind.

Alarmed, Ning Tao turned around and shouted, ”Qing Zhui, what's wrong?”

Qing Zhui's voice came from the woods. ”Brother Ning, a snake has bitten my leg. Come and help me!”

Instinctively, Ning Tao ran towards the woods where Qing Zhui's voice came, but suddenly he stopped. Nine was lying. What snake could be more poisonous than her? ”Oh, come on,” he said impatiently. ”I've found some spiritual soil. Let's go down and dig.”

Qing Zhui stepped out from behind a row of trees, looking dissatisfied. ”Can't you cooperate with me? It's boring.”