Aaron collected the 'Iron Leaf Boat', spread out his body skills, and galloped towards one of his spiritual medicine gardens like an ordinary martial artist.
When acting in the secular world, he always carefully disguises himself as a Huajin martial artist.
However, when he reached several huts in the mountains, he frowned.
Because there is no ‘popularity’ there!
When they got closer, they discovered that the hut was filled with stench and there were several corpses.
On the wall next to the corpse, there were also dark and brown obscenities, and it was unclear who was cursing.
Aaron sighed and came to the medicine field opened at the back. Sure enough, he saw that there was no harvest and it was overgrown with weeds.
'Probably because I saw that the spiritual grass has not sprouted for a long time... I am worried about my punishment and afraid of the pain of five insects eating my heart, so I can only commit suicide in despair...'
Aaron shrugged his shoulders: "Am I that kind of person? That's right... It seems that a group of bandits are working here. No wonder they think about the problem from the worst angle... Those honest drug farmers before, even if they will
Even the spiritual grasses were served to death, so I didn’t punish them much! I even gave them money!”
He would come to inspect his many small medicine gardens every once in a while, and by the way, he would bring the delayed antidote for Wuchong Biting Heart Pills.
No matter what...
The plan to grow medicine failed in all but a few places!
This left Aaron speechless.
Even if it was a random place in the mountains and old forests, he had used his spiritual eyes to find the place with the most spiritual energy in advance!
But I didn’t expect that this would still be the result!
"And... people's hearts are unpredictable..."
"It's okay now. Even if they attract immortal cultivators, some elixir seeds are not worth coveting at all... But what if it's fifty or one hundred years from now?"
"When this elixir matures, it will look extraordinary. Maybe these medicine farmers will be cruel, dig up the elixir, sell it, and find others to detoxify it... or even attract immortal cultivators! By that time, even the Dongmen family will be able to cultivate the elixir garden.
Tempting!"
Aaron's plan is to plant these 'sprouting' elixirs in another place, such as some deep mountains and old forests, inaccessible valleys, and then seal the valley entrances!
This time, we don’t need anyone to watch over us, just let them fend for themselves and adopt a free-range mode!
Although production will decline further, at least there is no risk of leakage.
Even if it is accidentally discovered by an immortal cultivator, it will probably be thought that it was born and raised, and the opportunity has come...
'If you win my luck, you will lose my life, that's it...don't be impatient.'
'As long as the medicinal garden I personally look after can produce a good harvest, it will still make a lot of money!'
After going to several more places and giving the healers antidotes and gold and silver as rewards, Aaron returned to the East Gate Valley.
'The technology for transplanting elixirs still needs to be acquired...'
'But... I didn't expect Donglong to die of old age.'
Even though he left Dongmenfang City before, he still kept in touch with Mr. Donglong, and sometimes walked around. Of course, he paid a visit when he came to Fangshi.
The last time they met, Donglong could no longer hold on.
Yes, he came this time to see off an old friend.
All right……
Donglong is not an old friend, at most he is a young friend...
"However, I am really sending my friend away...not counting Mr. Ge before. He was hacked to death, not sent away."
Aaron did not go to Fangshi, but directly controlled the magic weapon and flew to a house in Lingtian District.
Outside the house, white flags representing mourning had already been hung.
"I'm late."
Aaron sighed and walked into the main door.
Mr. Donglong was an old-hearted man and had many mortals in his family, including great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren. He also passed away at the end of his life, which was considered a happy mourning.
From what Aaron saw, the sadness in this family was not too intense, but rather hesitation.
After all... the old man does not have a single immortal cultivator except Lao Laizi, and it is obviously impossible for the other party to be a spiritual farmer. The spiritual fields will definitely be taken back by the Dongmen family, and then these mortals will have no choice but to be driven out of the valley.
It fends for itself.
'Children born to immortal cultivators may not necessarily have spiritual roots...'
Aaron sighed and saw an energetic young man coming over with a solemn expression: "But Uncle Yu? I'm Dongfang Shuo, whom I met when I was a child."
"Are you Xiao Shuo...have you grown so big?"
Aaron sighed with emotion.
This is Donglong's old man, who was later sent to the Qingding Sect to practice. Now he has the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining.
Although he has the arrogance of a disciple of the Jindan Sect, he still has the proper etiquette when facing a late-stage Qi Refining monk.
"Where is the spiritual throne of fellow Taoist Donglong? I'm going to burn incense."
Aaron followed Dongfang Shuo to the mourning hall, twisted three sticks of incense, lit cigarette butts, and bowed.
'Donglong died early...'
'The inheritance of Ling Zhifu is a bit up in the air... It seems that we still have to go to the market. Ling Zhifu is not the Four Arts of Cultivation. You will always find it if you look for it. You just need to raise spiritual stones. Do you want to sell magic weapons?'
After offering incense, Aaron was ready to say goodbye.
The friendship between immortal cultivators is so weak. After all, he has friendship with Dong Long, not Dongfang Shuo.
"Uncle Yu, please wait a moment..."
At this time, Dongfang Shuo chased him out and stuffed a jade slip: "My father said that he has nothing to offer, only his spiritual plant experience, which is of some value... He doesn't have many friends, but you, Uncle Yu, are one of them.
If you are interested in this aspect, please let me make a rubbing for you!"
"Thank you!"
Aaron took the jade slip and couldn't help but remain silent.
The image of that cunning old man suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
As the saying goes, people become better with age, and the other party has long seen through his purpose, but so what?
After more than ten years of friendship, we are truly friends.
Obviously, there is no cost in making a copy of the jade slip, so I gave it away to create a good relationship for future generations.
After all, although Aaron coveted the inheritance of spiritual farmers, he has always exercised restraint and has not made a move for more than ten years.
In Donglong's opinion, he is definitely of excellent character!
In fact, the old farmer was blind... and miscalculated Aaron's patience and caution!
Aaron accepted the jade slip and sighed: "I have some ordinary subordinates who have opened a 'Youyuan Inn' in Longqing Fucheng. If you have something to do in the future, just go there and send a letter to the innkeeper..."
After saying that, Dongfang Shuo bowed his head and drifted away.
"Uncle Yu is indeed a good character. Father did not misjudge the person after all!" The young immortal cultivator stood up with emotion on his face.
Little did he know that that stronghold was the one that Aaron paid the least attention to, and could only contact it through a single line.
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In other words, Aaron can find them, but they have no idea how to contact Aaron!
And with Aaron's characteristic of being in seclusion for more than ten years or even decades, if something really urgent happens, haha... Not to mention that the day lily will get cold, it will be rotten to ashes!
…
Now that I have come to Dongmen Valley, I naturally want to go shopping in Fangshi, even if I don’t have any spiritual stones on me.
As Aaron walked, he distractedly checked the jade slips and found that the inheritance inside was quite complete, mainly about how to plant spiritual rice, transplantation, maintenance, etc., as well as some common spiritual grass cultivation techniques, which made him feel enlightened.
The most core and crucial thing is the "Spring Breeze Transformation into Rain Technique"!
This technique is Donglong's specialty. It can create spiritual rain and nourish the spiritual field. Although the effect is greatly reduced in areas with thin spiritual energy in the outside world, it is at least equal to the effect of spiritual stone powder to fertilize the field, which makes Aaron particularly special.
Heartbeat.
When he came to Fangshi, he suddenly saw a patrol team dispatched with a solemn atmosphere. He couldn't help but ask an immortal cultivator next to him who was in the early stage of Qi refining: "Fellow Taoist, what happened?"
"Alas... There has been a murder case in the city recently. A Talisman Master named Zhou was tricked into leaving the valley and killed. Now the patrol team is tracking down the murderer. It is said that it was a group of female cultivators who are good at girl skills!
Without Mr. Zhou, the price of basic talismans will increase again in this market..."
This little casual cultivator is obviously concerned about other issues.
Aaron, on the other hand, suddenly felt a chill in his heart: "Is Mr. Zhou's life overturned? Another old friend has passed away..." (To be continued.)