Chapter 283 Treasure Hunting in the Mountains and Hearing the Noise
The morning breeze on the top of the mountain is cool and cool, and mist is lingering here and there, floating in the mountains and forests.
Mo Ye stood barefoot on the edge of the rocky canyon, with hair like a waterfall and a graceful posture. He looked at the beautiful scenery of the mountains. The chirping of birds everywhere gradually subsided as the sky became brighter.
The donkey that got up early in the morning ran diligently on the slopes of distant mountains, searching up and down, sniffing here and pawing there.
Zhang Wenfeng meticulously burned incense and chanted sutras, finished his morning lessons, ate a simple breakfast of dry food, stood up and straightened out his wrinkled Taoist robes and hair bun, shook off the dust and sand from the animal skins and two futons spread on the rocky ground, and put them away.
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Walking five feet away from Mo Ye, we looked side by side at the changing mist in the mountains in the distance.
The sun rises slowly from the sea of clouds in the east, and the morning light is bright and bright, giving the two people a bright and warm color. The dew on the leaves and grass tips in the mountains reflects the sunlight heavily, and the little crystals reflect the gorgeous colors. The scenery is unique.
Neither of them spoke, immersed in their own feelings and enjoying the rare fresh morning breeze.
After a long time, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly woke up from nature and tranquility. This feeling made him intoxicated and relaxed, and the residual injuries to his internal organs caused by the sword fight with He Guangjun were completely healed without realizing it.
Seeing a donkey grinning at him in the distance, he stepped out and walked forward step by step in the air.
He did not greet the woman with a hairpin next to him, for fear of disturbing her purity.
Mo Ye followed unhurriedly. She had just experienced a state of emptiness and lightness in the human world. The time was very short and she did not disturb the "eye" in the sky. It was very valuable for her. She herself still had some
I can't figure out how to do it, I can only make some guesses.
She has been stuck in the eighth level of the Majestic Realm for more than two thousand years. After passing through it, she will be able to enter the ninth level of Chaozhen Realm. She will have a great chance to escape from the Five Elements Realm and be reborn as an immortal.
The majestic realm conflicts with her own cold attributes, and it can be said that she conflicts with all high-level ghost cultivators and soul cultivators in the underworld.
But no matter how difficult it is, we have to keep going. Since ancient times, there have been thousands of paths to achieve immortality, but in the end there is only a single-plank bridge.
Walk slowly, she seems to see hope of breaking through.
The donkey smiled strangely and couldn't wait to offer the treasure, saying: "Master, I found a spiritual grass seedling. It should be a spiritual grass. There is a very faint scent of spiritual wood on the rhizome. Can you help me take a look?"
Last night, he found a rare treasure sword pill, which inspired his crazy desire to hunt for treasure.
Today it got up before dawn, and by this time it had looked for several large and small hills.
No holes on the top or bottom of the mountain were left unattended, and every flower and grass had to be sniffed. It even surprised itself by being so attentive. It had been so sleepless and forgetful of food that it had not even taken a bite of grass.
"Oh, let me see what kind of spiritual grass it is?"
Zhang Wenfeng fell next to the dense grass.
He hunts for treasures just for fun, and he has the mentality that if he can find the treasures, he will make money, and it doesn't matter if he can't find them. Compared with the donkey who is wet with dew and is in high spirits, he doesn't seem very dedicated.
He squatted down and pushed aside the clumps of wire grass that were connected together. He saw a clump of cyan wire grass in the middle. He examined it carefully and said with a smile: "Lu Zijin, you have a great nose. You can smell this. This is a clump of wire grass."
'Jade Root Grass' is a kind of spiritual herb that grows widely after the spiritual energy rises. The ten-year-old Jade Root Grass can assist in refining a variety of elixirs."
"Can I eat it?"
Foodies are always concerned about whether they can eat or not.
"The sapphire root grass tastes bitter and is a magical medicinal material. It is not as delicious as the three kinds of spiritual grass that Yun Qiuhe gave us. After the sapphire root grass is cultivated into pieces, I will let you try one."
Zhang Wenfeng has read "Lingzhi Materia Medica" and other books on spiritual plants and medicines, and knows a lot about them.
Take out a medicinal shovel from the storage space and carefully clean out the nearby wire grass. The jade root grass and weeds grow together. After a certain number of years, the scent of the spiritual wood is not obvious, making it extremely difficult to distinguish it.
The vitality of this kind of spiritual grass is very strong. With his enlightenment method and the spiritual energy environment gathered at the Taoist Temple Gate, just one can cut its rhizome into sections and slowly cultivate a large area.
The donkey shook his head: "Forget it, leave it to the Taoist temple for refining medicine."
It won't eat any medicinal herbs that don't taste good.
Zhang Wenfeng spent some time digging out the entire sapphire root grass and soil, wrapping it with wooden ropes, picked some grass leaves and put them into the basket on the donkey's shoulder, and then put the magical herbs in it.
"Master, I will go back to the Taoist temple now and bring back the spiritual grass and let Hu Qiang'er choose a good place to plant it. I will bring Lu Huan here. His treasure hunting ability is better than mine. I will try to find more treasures.
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"Okay, thank you for running back and forth. Go early and come back early."
With the permission of the viewer, the donkey roared happily and flew towards the northwest.
It has a spirit beast tag hanging around its neck, so it doesn't have to worry about being intercepted by monks along the way. Moreover, with its current abilities, three or two Jianwei realm monks can't stop it.
Zhang Wenfeng and Mo Ye were walking among the mountains and woods, one letting go of his spiritual consciousness to search and explore, the other following absentmindedly around Shizhang, up and down several hills.
The sun was rising so high that Zhang Wenfeng had nothing to gain and his hands were empty.
Searching for spiritual medicinal materials and leftover treasures is a matter of luck and skill. It does not mean that you will gain something if you have a high level of cultivation.
Of course, with Mo Ye's ability to help him hunt for treasure, he could catch all the treasures in the mountain in a matter of seconds, but Mo Ye didn't know how to do it and was too lazy to do it.
"Let's go to a higher place to rest for a while and look at the scenery."
Zhang Wenfeng picked a bag of wild fruits along the way. He and Mo Ye went up to the top of the mountain, found a rock under the shade of a tree, spread the animal skins and sat down. They rinsed the wild fruits with the water in the gourd, put them on a plate, and the two of them blew on them.
Eating sweet and sour wild fruits in the mountain breeze has a unique flavor.
Two black dots flew in the sky from the east. When passing the top of the mountain, they walked around to the edge and stopped. They were very careful not to stand too high.
Two young monks, a man and a woman, arrived, wearing the same style of blue robes with black edges, and black swords hanging from their waists.
The man looked dignified, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "How is your harvest, fellow Taoist?"
He glanced at the wild fruit plate placed on the animal skin and looked at the two people eating the fruit leisurely.
Zhang Wenfeng stood up and clasped his fists in return: "The breeze fills my arms, treasures are hard to find, and the wild fruits here taste good."
He recognized the other person from his attire as a monk from the Yuhua Pavilion. He participated in the Battle of Guiziling in the first half of the year. The three monks from the Jianwei Realm around Mo Qingyu, a master of the Ziyu Pavilion, were all dressed in this way.
The man laughed heartily and said, "Don't disturb your Taoist friends."
When they met by chance, they didn't need to ask their names. They flew away with the woman and landed in the direction of Yijian Gorge. They each looked for their own treasures without interfering with each other.
Not long after the two passed by, a donkey flew from the northwest at lightning speed. It carried a mountain badger on its back, which was holding on to its hair tightly for fear of falling. It landed on the top of the mountain and shouted: "How is the harvest for the viewer?"
"It's not open yet."
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and gave a wild fruit to the mountain badger who jumped next to him, and touched the mountain badger's flat head.
"Master, please rest. Leave the treasure hunt to me and Lu Huan. We will dig three feet into the ground to find the treasure."
The donkey was full of confidence, roared at the mountain badger, and took the mountain badger, which had chewed up the fruits and cores, and went down the mountain to hunt for treasure. It made a special trip to the Taoist temple to bring the mountain badger out to relax.
It's not good to wander around the Taoist temple area.
Zhang Wenfeng leisurely finished the fruit on the plate, stood up with Mo Ye, rolled up the animal skins and put them into the storage space, walked down the mountain on the other side, searched for a while, and suddenly heard a sound coming from the direction of Yijian Gorge several miles away.
There was a faint strange noise.
The explosive impact of the talisman and the muffled roar of the previous man seemed to come from underground.
It seemed unreal, but it couldn't be hidden from the monk's ears.
Zhang Wenfeng stood still in surprise. It was broad daylight. Could the ghost that made ghostly noises under the canyon last night couldn't help but come out to cause harm to others?