Chapter 37 Jin Tan Po Luo thanks for the support chapter
Chapter 37 Jindambara (Thanks for the support, one more chapter added)
A few grass seeds hit An Qingli's knees, and he felt no pain at all. Even if An Qingli wasn't wearing a protective robe, the few grass seeds posed no threat.
The little vine demon is just a main branch two feet long, with thin branches and leaves growing alternately on the main branch, like a centipede filled with leaves.
Moreover, the little vine demon's body is a bit green. Although he is a grass demon, his green color is so ugly that he looks like a sick young man among monks.
The angry little vine demon tried its best to spit grass seeds at An Qingli. As a result, the vine body shook violently, making it look like an angry centipede.
"So you are so weak." Xiao Lingxi's big eyes were shining with sympathy, and she said kindly to An Qingli, "Xiao Qingli, it is too weak. It is not easy for the demon plant to cultivate, so we should let it go."
"That's right, the demonic plants grown in this barren land are not much better."
An Qingli raised his sword and was about to leave, but he had no interest in this first-level little demon plant. This kind of low-level demon plant is just like those low-level demon beasts with ordinary blood, or even worse than those low-level demon beasts.
Those low-level monsters can still fill their stomachs to some extent.
"You are weak, and your whole family is weak! I am very cruel!" Yaoteng said that he was greatly insulted. He was covered in grass seeds and beat An Qingli on the back desperately.
An Qingli sighed helplessly, turned around and lowered his head and said: "Little Yaozhi, you are not very capable and have a bad temper. If it were someone else, I would have uprooted you long ago."
"You are the demon plant, and your whole family is the demon plant!" The little demon plant shouted back, "I am Shenzhi, and I am Shenzhi Jintanpala!"
An Qingli chuckled: "I read a lot, you can't lie to me. How can there be a Jintanpala like you? Not to mention that Jintanpala is a tree and you are a grass. As for the color, Jintanpala is golden all over."
Your appearance is beautiful, and you are clearly a grumpy little green vine."
Xiao Yaozhi's tone was choked: "Don't allow people to be stunted."
An Qingli rolled his eyes: "How to prove it?"
The little demon plant said proudly: "Our divine plant inheritance cannot be faked. I am just a genuine divine plant, Golden Tambura, which is as good as fake!"
"Who knows if this grass of yours can deceive people?" An Qingli touched his cheek with his hand, as if thinking, "Looking at you, you don't look like a sacred plant. It's just a cane that can spray grass seeds. You
This little rattan is very thoughtful, could it be that he has deliberately come to deceive me, a beautiful human girl, and give you a free long-term meal ticket?"
"Where is it!" Xiao Yaozhi felt guilty. It was rare for a monk to stop in the endless grassland, and it was rare to meet someone who was stupid and wealthy. Of course, he had to work hard to get close to him and leave this ghost place with thin spiritual energy.
An Qingli shook his head and sighed, then turned to leave: "He is indeed a liar. I also know a lot about divine plants, such as the sky-reaching tree, the innate star tree, and the immortal tree."
"I'm not lying to you! I'm really Jin Tanbuluo!" Xiao Yaozhi quickly stretched out his cane, wrapped it around An Qingli's ankle, and said hurriedly, "Take me away, I am Shen Zhi, this
I can sense the spiritual plants in the secret realm, and I promise I won’t treat you badly!”
"Well"
An Qingli stopped and frowned: "You really don't look like a divine plant. How can there be a divine plant that has dropped in price like you? And wherever I can take you, the storage ring cannot contain living things, and it cannot be taken with the roots."
I'll hold you in my arms and wander around in this secret place, right?"
The little demon plant vine shook violently and wailed: "You just need to plant me in another place! This spiritual energy is too thin, it's really difficult for me! Wow, it's really difficult for me!"
An Qingli and Xiao Lingxi looked at each other, and Xiao Lingxi blinked her big eyes and said, "Why don't we take it into the mustard space? It's really pitiful."
An Qingli thought deeply and said: "Xiao Tengteng, if you are not Shenzhi, I will be taken advantage of. If you are Shenzhi, I will be reluctant to let you go. I am not a good person. What do you think?
Let’s do it?”
Little Demon Teng was stunned: "You want to contract with me?"
An Qingli chuckled: "That's right, but the premise is that you must be Shenzhi."
"Wow, what a good man! I can't thank you enough for saving my life!" The little demon vine jumped forward excitedly.
"What do you mean?" An Qingli backed away, feeling a little regretful.
"Come on, meal ticket! Give me a drop of your hard work!"
The little demon vine suddenly twisted its body, seemingly accompanied by obscure Sanskrit chants. It kept twisting and twisting, and finally it twisted into a twist. Then it twisted and twisted again and again, until it almost turned dark.
, and finally wring out a small drop of transparent juice, which is where its essence lies.
As soon as the transparent juice came out, there was suddenly a burst of intense golden light.
An Qingli's eyes were burned by the strong golden light, and he subconsciously raised his sleeves to block it. When he put down his sleeves and robes, he saw that within a hundred feet, all the weeds and plants on the ground bowed their heads, and all trembled and clung to the mud.
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The small drop of transparent essence immediately turned into a pure golden color, which was extremely dazzling.
The little Lingxi blinked his big eyes in surprise, and it turned out to be a stunted Jintanpala tree.
"Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?" The little demon vine waved its body proudly and tiredly, urging An Qingli to act quickly.
"It doesn't matter. Seeing how hard you are working hard and being a true god, I won't let you down even if you are weak."
An Qingli forced out a drop of bright red heart blood, collided with the essence of the little vine demon, and quickly merged into one, and then quickly disappeared into An Qingli's eyebrows.
In an instant, An Qingli felt that the calm sea of consciousness stirred up huge waves, and he was almost knocked unconscious by the waves. Countless messages flooded into the sea of consciousness, mostly about the spiritual plants in the sky and the earth, and some ancient divine plants. Such a huge amount of information
, should be the inherited memory mentioned by the little vine demon.
It took a while before the dizziness in An Qingli's mind passed. When he woke up, with a casual glance, he was able to name all the weeds he saw one by one, and he could also accurately identify their locations.
Year, habits and medicinal properties!
An Qingli concentrated again and recalled the weeds and spiritual plants in the mustard space that she had not recognized before. Then those weeds and spiritual plants were as if they were announcing their own family, and all the information was presented in her mind one by one.
Tsk tsk!
Some weeds and spiritual plants in the mustard space actually come from another small world and are not from the Bianlan Realm! Sure enough, as the seventh uncle An Qishan said back then, the Bianlan Continent is just one of the three thousand small worlds.
Just one.
An Qingli came back to her senses and realized her new ability. She was shocked that she could accurately identify the medicinal properties of herbs.
Wouldn't that be even more powerful for her alchemy journey?
When an alchemist makes an elixir, the first key point is the dosage ratio of various herbs. Alchemists often adjust the dosage based on their experience, and the herbs are grown one by one. The same herb may have too much potency in some years.
, some years are short and the efficacy of the medicine is insufficient.
Therefore, just by matching the dosage of herbal medicine, the alchemist can immediately tell the difference.
A good alchemist will add and subtract, and try to balance the effects of various medicines, so that the quantity and quality of the elixirs produced will be satisfactory; while those who are inexperienced will follow the elixir recipe and throw in a few handfuls of herbs into the elixir.
furnace, but the harvest was very little.
The alchemy formula is dead, but the medicinal properties of the herbs that the alchemist holds in his hands are different every time.
This is why it is so difficult to become a high-level alchemist. The crucial first step of matching the dosage requires spending countless amounts of herbs to verify and ponder over and over again.
Master Mu Sheng also taught that the first step for an alchemist is to recognize the grass. Not only must he know the medicinal properties of the grass, but he must also know the specific medicinal properties.
Therefore, when he was refining elixirs, no matter how rare the high-level spiritual grass was, he would cut it off in half and not use the whole plant for medicine.
Nowadays, because of the contract with Shenzhi, An Qingli's ability to recognize grass has suddenly reached the top. I am afraid that no one in the entire Bianlan Continent can match it.
If her control over the medicinal properties of herbal medicine exceeds that of everyone else, even her master Mu Sheng, does that mean that her future success rate in alchemy and her achievements in the alchemy path will be inferior to her master?!
Are you comparing yourself to Master?!
An Qingli's heart was pounding.
Although it may not be possible, it can be expected.
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