Song Hao was worried that his identity would be exposed, so he dealt with it carefully.
"I'm from the Mountain Cloud Temple of Pill Valley. Apprentice alchemists are the foundation of the entire Pill Valley. Among them, less than one in a hundred became an alchemist. The competition was extremely intense.”
"After coming here, Mountain Cloud Temple will be your home in Pill Valley.”The old man smiled and led Song Hao across the mountain ridge. The valley was filled with mist, and gorgeous marble buildings could be seen everywhere. The smell of medicine was so strong that it made people fascinated.
" In the future, this will be the alchemy sect where I will obtain the Soul Nurturing Wood through the competition."
Not long after, the old man brought Song Hao to a valley. The place was very spacious, and there were rows upon rows of buildings. In the distance, there were many spirit herbs and spirit medicines. With a light sniff, Song Hao could smell the fragrance of the vegetation.
There were many apprentice alchemists, all of whom were busy working. Some were trying to ripen medicinal plants, some were trying to concoct pills, some had thoughtful expressions on their faces, and some were ecstatic as they watched the medicinal plants in their hands grow like crazy.
The old man lowered his cloud and called for Zhang Guang, the deacon, and said,""Take them to collect their jade plates and arrange the entrance.”
"Greetings, Senior Brother Zhang." Song Hao bowed.
"There's no need to be so formal. You came at a bad time. Many apprentice alchemists have gone to collect the medicine. But it's okay. With me around, you can quickly understand the Pill Valley.”
"Each of the 100,000 apprentice alchemists has a different division of labor. However, each of them has to dabble in various kinds of work. They have to plant various herbs and also allocate time to cultivate. Otherwise, they won't have the time to stimulate the medicinal herbs, let alone advance to an alchemist.”
"Us apprentice alchemists are all born from stepmothers. Unless we become alchemists, we can only officially learn alchemy. After we succeed in alchemy, we will be invited by various powerful people to refine pills. According to the rules, the days of alchemy are the most comfortable.”
Unfortunately, who didn't want to become an Alchemist? There were less than 1000 people in the entire sect. The difficulty was too high.
"See this? Only alchemists can enter. We'll take a detour.”
"This is the outer sect." As he spoke, Zhang Guang led Song Hao into a valley up ahead. Along the way, they met quite a few Alchemy Sect cultivators, who wore polite expressions.
" Alchemists have a high status, right?" Zhang Guang proudly raised his chin.
"If you have any problems, you can look for Senior Brother. No matter how big or small the sect's news is, it can't hide from my eyes and ears.”
Song Hao looked around and saw that the apprentice alchemists were holding medicinal plants in their hands. Their eyes were shining brightly as they continuously stimulated the medicinal plants. He followed Zhang Guang to the center of the valley. There, an old man was meditating with his eyes closed. His cultivation was not obvious. After receiving the token and the bag of holding, he received a bamboo green jade slip.
"Try it out. You should be able to learn this incomplete version of the [Second Wood Spring Transformation Art] very quickly. It's very important for you to activate it here for the first time.”
Song Hao looked at the jade slip thoughtfully. The incomplete version of the [Second Wood Spring Transformation Art] was simple, but it had a strange effect. It could catalyze medicinal herbs.
He opened his bag of holding and took out the spirit herbs and spirit medicine seeds. When he held them in his hand, his expression was serious.
"Yi Wood Essence Transformation!" He shouted in his heart.
As the light flashed, the Greenwood Grass seed in Song Hao's hand began to crack. As it squirmed, it spat out branches and leaves, and it continued to grow. The essence of the second wood wrapped around the branches and leaves, and they were flowing with light and colorful colors. They coiled around Song Hao's arm and grew up, bearing flowers. Strings of blue fruits began to hang on the branches. Song Hao plucked the fruit and took a bite. It tasted sweet, and just as he lowered his head to taste it, he noticed something strange...
The surroundings were silent. Many people looked at him in disbelief and surprise. Zhang Guang was dumbfounded and completely stunned. Many apprentice alchemists were completely dumbfounded. No one had ever been able to unleash it to such a shocking degree on their first try. Everyone looked at Song Hao as if he was a monster.
"Is he still human? I've trained hard for thousands of times and practiced day and night. I'm already very powerful, but compared to others, it's simply a joke.”Zhang Guang muttered in his heart.
Song Hao's expression tightened." We've gone too far…"
"This…"
A white-bearded, red-faced old Daoist ran over from afar. He grabbed his wrist and began to investigate.
"Special grade aptitude, entering the Spirit Stream Valley.”
"This is destined to be the future of a Grandmaster Alchemist, or even a Great Grandmaster Alchemist.”
"Junior Brother Song Mu, please take care of him in the future…"
"That's not right. I've seen special grade talent before, but it's not to this extent.”
……
"Come, come, come. I'll take you to the Spirit Stream Valley," he said as he dragged Song Hao off into the distance. Four hours later, the sound of their argument still echoed out.
Time passed. Half a month had passed. Song Hao had become much more familiar with the Spirit Stream Valley. Although the Spirit Stream Valley was huge, there weren't many people. It was obviously much fewer than other places.
The mountain was clear, the water was flowing, and the fish were swimming at the bottom. Song Hao lived in a small attic beside the stream.
There was a field in the courtyard where all kinds of spiritual herbs could be planted. Song Hao sat cross-legged on a cushion, closing his eyes in contemplation.
"System store, traded me a herb-related inheritance.”
"Shennong's Herbal Classic costs a million points, or 500,000 high-grade spirit stones."
"Exchange!"
Information about thousands of plants and vegetation appeared in Song Hao's mind. In the sea of consciousness of ordinary people, this would make them faint. The inheritance would only be obtained in batches. However, in view of Song Hao's Jindan stage cultivation and the sea of consciousness of the dacheng stage, the acquisition and absorption of the inheritance was almost perfect. It seemed that he could try to piece together the parts that he did not dare to use the Transplant Technique in the past.
There were tens of thousands of spiritual herbs, each of which was of different species. Not only did he have to remember the appearance, origin, and environment of the spiritual herbs, but he also had to know how to pick them, how to preserve them, and how to handle them before refining pills. Especially the leaves, stems, roots, and fruits of many herbs that had different effects.
Song Hao rubbed the space between his eyebrows and patiently absorbed the relevant knowledge of Shennong's Herbal Classic. He deeply felt that the types of spiritual herbs were numerous and vast.
After memorizing Shen Nong's Herbal Classic, Song Hao shifted his attention to the breeding of spiritual herbs and spiritual medicines in his internal world. Large amounts of spiritual herbs were produced one after another. The nascent formation pill compound herb was also successfully cultivated. Song Hao looked at the nascent formation pill compound herb with an indescribable complexity in his heart. "Perhaps after I become a Nascent Soul cultivator, I'll be able to go even further away to find the Resurrection Lily, the Life Death Grass, and other divine herbs.”
Even as he was thinking, the sound of bells suddenly rang out in the air. Song Hao's eyes glittered as he looked off into the distance, where an illusory figure suddenly appeared.
An enormous violet pill furnace hovered there, radiating a majestic aura. Dozens of beams of light flew out from the side of the pill furnace and sat down cross-legged around it, as if they were guarding it. In the sky, rays of light descended, turning into a pulling force that slowly lifted Song Hao into the air. At this moment, all the apprentice alchemists around the Pill Valley rose into the air. When his vision cleared up, Song Hao took a deep breath and revealed an expression of disbelief.
In front of Song Hao was an endless medicinal field. The sun and moon shone together, and the huge puppet man was cultivating new plants in the medicinal field. It was actually planting medicinal herbs.
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