Qin Fengming, this monk, had seen two monks sitting on an Eight Immortals table near the window in Zuixianzhai just now, and one of them was this person.
Qin Fengming suddenly understood that when this person saw him taking action, he deduced that he was a Xuan-level monk, so he was waiting here.
With thoughts swirling in his mind, Qin Fengming nodded and said, "Since I have been invited by fellow Taoists, let's go and have a look. If it is beneficial, it would be great."
Talking about opportunities and benefits here, Qin Fengming can conclude that it must be related to Icefield Island.
He was about to go to the Ice Island. No matter what his good intentions were, it wouldn't take much time to go and listen.
Qin Fengming secretly sent a message to the two of them, asking them to return to the Breaking Territory Boat. He followed the middle-aged man and flew towards the outside of Fang City.
In front of a cave, the two stopped. ??
This cave has no restricted layout and is located in a valley dozens of miles away from Fang City. It is surrounded by lush vegetation and full of vitality.
A monk stood outside the cave, it was another monk Qin Fengming had seen before.
"Greetings to senior, the master is in this cave. Senior, please accompany junior." The monk bowed, also showing great respect and courtesy.
Both of them are spiritual cultivators, one is in the late stage and the other is in the middle stage.
From the cultivation level of the two, it can be judged that their master is at least a Xuan-level monk. If it is Mahayana, the person who invited Qin Fengming should be a Xuan-level disciple.
Entering the cave, there is a wide cave passage. The cave passage is obviously natural, has not been repaired, and is not covered by the cave gate.
As soon as he entered the cave, a fresh scent of vegetation hit his nostrils, and a sense of spirituality filled his body, making Qin Fengming suddenly feel that his whole body was transparent.
The cave is deep and the tunnel is wide. There are luminous stones inlaid on it, illuminating the stone ground under your feet.
From the smell of vegetation and these luminous stones, it can be seen that the monk here is a person who knows how to enjoy life. If it were Qin Fengming, he would not decorate these debris at all.
Twenty or thirty feet into the cave, when I turned a corner, my eyes suddenly lit up. A huge natural cave covering an area of dozens of feet emerged.
Now in front of Qin Fengming.
The fluorescent light in the cave is very bright.
"Hahaha... I am surprised by fellow Taoist. He should have gone to greet fellow Taoist in person, but because a spiritual grass happened to be in flowering season, He needs to ripen it, so it is inconvenient to go. Fellow Taoist, please wait for a while.
, wait until this spiritual grass is completely mature, and then talk to fellow Taoist."
As a voice sounded, Qin Fengming saw a monk sitting cross-legged in a gurgling stream. He was surrounded by a layer of mist and looked a little hazy, making it difficult to see his specific appearance.
Qin Fengming did not release his spiritual consciousness to forcefully explore, nor did he use his spiritual vision to take a look. Instead, he said calmly, "It turns out that fellow Taoist is a master of spiritual grass cultivation. I'm disrespectful. Fellow Taoist, you can do whatever you want. I'll wait."
It doesn't matter for now." Qin Fengming's heart was shaken, he clasped his fists at the figure and spoke very politely.
In the acrobatics of the world of immortality, there is a method of cultivating spiritual grass. In fact, every sect has a hall for planting spiritual grass for the purpose of cultivating spiritual grass.
It's just that there are very few people who are proficient in this art, and it is even more lacking in talent than formations, alchemy and other miscellaneous arts.
Everyone can grow spiritual grass, but few people can master it, help the growth of spiritual grass or enhance the attribute energy contained in spiritual grass.
The monk shrouded in mist in front of him at this moment made Qin Fengming feel that he might be a top powerful person in the cultivation of spiritual grass.
The fog around the monk contained a lot of vegetation. Qin Fengming was already sensitive to the vegetation and could clearly sense that the spiritual grass in the mist was being nourished by the rich vegetation, bursting out with vigorous vitality.
Such a miraculous method of cultivating spiritual grass made Qin Fengming feel excited.
"Fellow Taoist, I wonder what your master calls you?" Qin Fengming sat on a wooden chair, turned around and asked the middle-aged monk who was accompanying him.
"Reporting to my senior, what is my master's surname, Zimo?
I wonder if you, senior, have heard of it." The middle-aged voice replied, his body straightened, and his face suddenly showed an excited look.
Seeing the self-satisfied look of the middle-aged man, Qin Fengming realized in his heart that this Master He Zimo must be very famous in the Tianhong Realm. Thinking about it, he could have the means to accelerate ripening or make various spiritual herbs grow vigorously. This kind of spirit
His skills are truly admirable.
Qin Fengming was not familiar with the world of immortal cultivation in Tianhong Realm, and had never heard of Master He Zimo.
"Master He has extraordinary achievements in cultivating spiritual grass. I will definitely ask Master He for advice in the future." Qin Fengming nodded slightly and murmured. ??
He was not lying, he really wanted to ask for advice on cultivating spiritual herbs.
Time passed slowly, and Qin Fengming was not in a hurry. He sat quietly beside him, watching the mist rolling not far away, with a blue light slowly flashing in his eyes.
Suddenly, Qin Fengming's body suddenly straightened up, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely solemn.
"That's it..." After a moment, Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly flashed and he whispered.
The two spiritual cultivators standing beside Qin Fengming heard Qin Fengming's whispers and saw the change in Qin Fengming's expression. They quickly looked at each other with surprised looks in their eyes.
"Senior, did you see something?" the middle-aged man asked via voice transmission.
The two of them were very curious. Although they were He Zimo's direct disciples, they had not learned He Zimo's attainments in spiritual grass cultivation. It was not that they did not work hard, but that their talents and qualifications were limited and they could not understand it.
tips and tricks.
However, Qin Fengming's sudden expression seemed to indicate that he had seen the key.
"Well, Master He's technique is really mysterious. Although I didn't immediately see the secret, I suddenly felt enlightened. Yes, it's really good." Qin Fengming murmured, seeming to answer the two of them, but also seemed to
Talking to himself.
In the midst of the words, Qin Fengming suddenly made seals with his hands and began to perform the technique.
At the beginning, he was in the void at will
When he moved a little, no fluctuations appeared, and no spiritual patterns appeared. He moved intermittently, as if he was moving randomly.
However, as time slowly passed, the two theosophy monks, who were originally filled with astonishment, suddenly widened their eyes, and their expressions suddenly showed an expression of disbelief.
As Qin Fengming moved his fingers, an extremely thin aura slowly gathered around him.
This aura was invisible to the naked eye, but as monks, especially as disciples of a master cultivating spiritual grass, the two spiritual monks sensed the aura immediately.
The aura surrounding Qin Fengming was actually the same as the aura surrounding the mist surrounding their master at this moment.
Just like this, the two of them were greatly shocked. They knew what this meant, and this was the most core method of a master of cultivating medicine.
They are also considered to be the best in cultivating medicine. They can find suitable areas to plant spiritual grass, and can also use various means to make the spiritual grass grow vigorously. However, they cannot gather the essence of grass and trees existing in the world for the spiritual grass to absorb, and they cannot become the best.
The master of cultivating medicine.
However, at this moment, the monk in front of them actually realized it just by looking at their master's skills, and easily condensed the essence of the plants and trees existing in the void around him. This really shocked the two people who had been immersed in the nourishing medicine for two thousand years.
The two were shocked, but Qin Fengming had a solemn expression, his eyebrows were slightly knitted, his eyes were closed, and his face was full of thoughtfulness.
The technique he used must be different from He Zimo's. He just saw He Zimo's magical skills and seemed to have some insights in his mind, so he seemingly used some vegetation spiritual patterns. He Zimo was different from the one at this moment.
There is a huge difference in the means used.
However, Qin Fengming suddenly had an understanding of cultivating spiritual grass, as if there were a few rays of light in the dark world, giving him a new understanding of cultivating spiritual grass.
"Fellow Taoist is really extraordinary. Could it be that you are also a person who is proficient in cultivating medicine?" A voice rang out, waking up Qin Fengming who was immersed in it.
He Zimo had already stood up and approached Qin Fengming.
