"Hey! How long is the stipulated time?!" Zi Yan jumped up and wanted to ask, but the face had completely disappeared.
Bei Chenying spread his hands: "Forget it, everyone has the same time anyway, so we won't suffer any loss."
"I can only comfort myself like this." Zi Yan sighed, "But Lingshuangcao? What exactly is Lingshuangcao?"
Not only Zi Yan, but also the four people on Li Yaoyao's side also raised such questions.
Su Luo stared at the surrounding turf.
After about a cup of tea, Su Luo stepped forward for a walk and pulled out a green blade about the length of a finger from the grass: "Here, this is it."
Su Luo explained, "Lingshuangcao, recorded in ancient books, is a kind of medicinal material that can resist miasma. It grows in the extreme northern grasslands and is very rare. It is about two inches long, and its leaves are no different from ordinary weeds.
It’s hard to be noticed.”
"Why is it so difficult for people to detect? They can't be detected at all, right? They grow completely under the weeds." Zi Yan held her forehead in frustration.
They are no different from ordinary weeds. They are only two inches long. They grow under the weeds and are still scarce. Who discovered this?
Su Luo spread her hands: "We can only search inch by inch."
Use spiritual power and search inch by inch. This is the simplest and most effective method.
At this time, before Su Luo could say anything, the four of them, Li Yaoyao, had already formed a team to search.
"Let's go further."
Nangong Liuyun picked up Su Luo, and in a few steps, he had disappeared from the same spot.
Zi Yan scratched her hair depressedly: "I don't know why the master of the Nine Levels Palace is so crazy and why he is looking for Frost Grass? I would rather fight monsters!"
"At least you won't get hurt by looking for this Lingshuangcao, and Luoluo has a bit of an advantage." Bei Chenying pulled her and left quickly: "Nangong and the others are going east, then let's go north, hurry up, hurry up."
But he said Su Luo.
When she opened her eyes again, Nangong Liuyun was the only one left around.
"No rush." Nangong Liuyun smiled evilly and waved his sleeves.
Suddenly, two wicker chairs and a low table appeared on the ground.
There is a pot of tea simmering on the low table, and the tea exudes a rich aroma.
"Come, have a sip of this fairy tea." Nangong Liuyun greeted Su Luo leisurely.
That movement, that look, was as leisurely as if he were on vacation in another courtyard, rather than in the Nine-layered Hall of Muxian Mansion, where life and death are on the line.
Su Luo laughed angrily.
"At this critical moment, are you still in the mood to drink tea?"
How thrilling and exciting was the third level just now?
If Li Yaoyao had two more points, the millennium plant essence would fall into her hands.
"What's the point of being nervous about a match that's guaranteed to win? Sit down." Nangong Liuyun pressed his hand, and Su Luo sat on the soft wicker chair.
"A sure chance of victory?" Su Luo narrowed her eyes slightly. How could she not know that she was a sure winner?
If Nangong Liuyun was the only one, he would be sure to win, but with the addition of himself, there would be many variables.
"Come, have a taste. This fairy tea is not available to outsiders." Nangong Liuyun washed and brewed the tea skillfully, and finally filled a small cup. He held the cup with his own hands and handed it to Su Luo's lips.
Since Nangong Liuyun is so sure, what else does Su Luo have to worry about?
He drank the cup of fairy tea with his fingers as clear as jade.
It is indeed a fairy tea.
With just one mouthful, Su Luo felt that all the qi in her chest and lungs had disappeared, and she felt at ease.