Chapter 379

"Ancient Spiritual Rare Plants," "Rare Flowers of the Immortal Garden," "Strange Tales of Spiritual Extracts"...

Ning Zhuo read carefully, his brows furrowed.

These were not just simple introductions to rare and exotic herbs, but truly profound cultivation classics, involving the planting, pruning, breeding, and seeding of many spiritual plants.

Because some rare and exotic herbs were too scarce, even the authors of the books had no practical experience. However, the authors had stubbornly carried out deep-level deductions through solid theory.

These contents were too profound for Ning Zhuo. So much so that for many principles, he clearly saw the explicit exposition in the books. However, when it came to practical application, after deducing two or three steps, he fell into a state of ignorance.

Ning Zhuo knew the reason.

"The cultivation knowledge taught in the family school is indeed the foundation. But it is only the foundation of the foundation."

"What I am looking at now is the high-end part. There is an important transition missing in the middle, making it difficult for me to understand."

Fortunately, among these secret manuals, there was a cultivation plan for the Spirit-Hidden Willow.

Among them, only one book, although it did not involve the Spirit-Hidden Willow, had similar spiritual flowers that could inspire wisdom.

Ning Zhuo would certainly not follow the book mechanically.

Because next, soil, water, and other things still had to be purchased here in the Myriad Medicine Valley.

Once someone with a heart summarized Ning Zhuo's purchases, in the eyes of the Myriad Medicine Sect cultivators who were skilled in cultivation, it would be easy to guess that what Ning Zhuo wanted to cultivate was the Spirit-Hidden Willow.

Although Ning Zhuo could not understand the principles of the plans, he could still compare the multiple cultivation plans in the books, combine them, and make slight improvements.

He immediately immersed himself in the world of books, spent several hours, and came up with a final plan.

He showed this plan to Sun Lingtong, and Sun Lingtong could not find any faults either. Sun Lingtong was also a layman in this regard.

"To be safe, let's use the Spirit-Hidden Willow again to improve the final plan!"

Ning Zhuo was also worried that a mistake where a miss is as good as a mile would happen.

Ning Zhuo first prepared a jar of spiritual water, entered the storage cabin, and took out the Spirit-Hidden Willow.

He placed the Spirit-Hidden Willow on the large jar, soaking all the willow roots in the spiritual water rich in spiritual energy.

This was a method he learned from the secret manuals, which could be used for emergencies.

Ning Zhuo stood under the Spirit-Hidden Willow and reached out to pat its thick and sturdy trunk: "Spirit-Hidden Willow, oh Spirit-Hidden Willow, I don't want to use you either. But these classics are truly difficult to understand. I am worried that the cultivation method I improved will harm you."

"So, let's use your power to help me review it first."

"I am doing this for you, too."

Ning Zhuo sighed, and the Spirit-Hidden Willow moved without wind, its willow branches gently brushing Ning Zhuo's face.

The white-clad youth looked up at the tall willow tree and showed a gratified smile: "I know, you also want a stable living environment, right? Then let's begin."

Saying this, Ning Zhuo took out a meditation cushion and sat cross-legged under the tree again.

He took out his improved plan and the many secret classics he had exchanged for, and began to comprehend.

Willow leaves detached from the branches and scattered around Ning Zhuo, the scattered points of jade light setting off Ning Zhuo as if he were an immortal.

Original Mountain, Martial Arts Arena.

Lin Shanshan was as light as a swallow, attacking Ning Zhuo.

She waved her palms, the palm wind light and nimble, flickering and uncertain.

Ning Zhuo's gaze focused, he took a step, his figure sliding like a swimming dragon, easily avoiding Lin Shanshan's palm wind. He arrived at Lin Shanshan's side, his fists shook, the fist wind whistled, heading straight for Lin Shanshan's waist and abdomen.

Seeing this, Lin Shanshan turned her figure sharply, avoiding Ning Zhuo's attack, and then both palms came out together. For a time, palm shadows flew, surging toward Ning Zhuo like a tide.

Ning Zhuo was unhurried, his hands crossed, using softness to overcome hardness, defending steadily.

Seeing Lin Shanshan breathing slightly, Ning Zhuo took the opportunity to step forward with a bow punch, hitting hard, and sent Lin Shanshan flying.

Ning Zhuo did not show mercy, pressing on with the momentum, a round of fierce attacks pressing Lin Shanshan to retreat repeatedly.

Ning Zhuo's breath was surging, his physical strength was abundant, and he seized the flaw exposed by Lin Shanshan during her defense, directly shoulder-bumping over.

Lin Shanshan's fists were already parrying in front of her chest, but she was still overwhelmed by a huge force, and she retreated several large steps.

In a real confrontation, in this situation, Ning Zhuo would inevitably pursue the victory and severely injure his opponent. But this was a sparring session, and seeing that Lin Shanshan's flaw was too large, Ning Zhuo immediately stopped his hand.

"Miss Lin, are you alright?"

Lin Shanshan was bumped until her chest felt stuffy, and there was thin sweat on her face, but she was in a very good mood.

She looked at Ning Zhuo, her gaze burning: "Young Master Ning Zhuo, your progress is visible to the naked eye, truly obvious. I still remember when I first sparred with you, you were defending the whole time, and you couldn't even defend well, with flaws everywhere."

"Now, you have turned from defense to offense, with continuous attacks, even I find it difficult to deal with."

Ning Zhuo smiled: "All of this is thanks to you, Miss Lin. Sparring with you, I have had many feelings about martial arts. After absorbing and learning, making adjustments, the effect of improvement is indeed immediate."

"It's just... I have felt recently that these feelings about martial arts have become much less."

Lin Shanshan nodded and said: "This is normal."

"For one thing, martial arts cultivation is harder to climb the higher you go. You have already jumped to a certain height."

"Secondly, it is always me sparring with you; my martial arts and fighting style are all familiar to you. You have long been handy in dealing with my moves. Therefore, to achieve solid martial arts, you must constantly brush against human dummies after your foundation is solid."

Ning Zhuo showed a look of sudden realization.

"I understand."

"Next, I should find other people to spar with. The feelings of training will return to as before."

"It's just, who should I choose?"

Ning Zhuo looked at Lin Shanshan: "I wonder if you have anyone you can recommend to me, Miss Lin?"

"In the entire Myriad Medicine Sect, who is the strongest in close combat?"

Lin Shanshan answered without hesitation: "Of course, it's the Senior Brother."

"His sword skills are extremely outstanding; with your strength, Young Master Ning Zhuo, you wouldn't last three rounds."

"But it's not convenient for the Senior Brother to meet you."

The two talked while resting.

"By the way, has there been any progress with your planting?" Lin Shanshan took the initiative to ask.

Ning Zhuo then said: "Speaking of this, it has to be you, Miss Lin. You have truly helped me a lot this time."

"I have already conceived it properly, and what I need are various materials."

Lin Shanshan's eyes lit up, and she took the initiative to ask: "What do you need? Say it, and I might be able to help you think of a way."

Ning Zhuo then said: "In terms of soil, I need Nine-Color Divine Sand and Seven-Treasure Spiritual Soil."

"In terms of water source, I need Star River Spiritual Liquid."

"If there is Ten-Mile Spring Breeze and Heavenly Sound of Immortal Music, it would be even better."

Lin Shanshan was still listening with interest, but as Ning Zhuo reported each material, her face turned pale by one point.

Hearing the end, she hurriedly reached out to stop Ning Zhuo from continuing: "Young Master Ning Zhuo seems to have a misunderstanding. These planting treasures are either worth a fortune or are rare in the world. Even in the core valley medicine field of my Myriad Medicine Sect, there is only a little Five-Color Divine Sand and Three-Treasure Spiritual Soil."

"There is some Star River Spiritual Liquid, but the collected starlight is only a few two or three stars. The real top grade needs at least thirty-six stars."

"As for Ten-Mile Spring Breeze and Heavenly Sound of Immortal Music, they are even more priceless. Whoever gets them will treasure them. Only at some high-end auctions will high-level cultivators take them out to trade for other things."

Lin Shanshan looked at Ning Zhuo and sighed: "Young Master Ning Zhuo has just come into contact with the way of planting. The secret manuals learned are the highest grade in my sect. It is inevitable that such a misunderstanding would be caused."

Ning Zhuo actually knew the preciousness of these treasures, but he said them on purpose to pave the way for the next request.

He touched his nose embarrassedly: "So that's how it is."

"Since that's the case..." Ning Zhuo pondered, "Then I will take the initiative to lower the requirements."

"Since your sect has Five-Color Divine Sand and Three-Treasure Spiritual Soil, I wonder if you can spare some for me."

"Even if it is Star River Spiritual Liquid that has absorbed the starlight of two or three stars, I need it."

"As for Ten-Mile Spring Breeze and Heavenly Sound of Immortal Music, although there are none, is it possible to have two or three miles of spring breeze and pleasant music?"

Lin Shanshan blinked: "It is indeed possible..."

It was clearly very difficult to get these treasures. But compared to before, it seemed not unacceptable.

Lin Shanshan still felt troubled, her brows slightly furrowed.

She looked at Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo stared at her with clear eyes.

She dodged, not making eye contact, and was about to speak of the difficulties involved.

My Buddha Heart Demon Seal!

Human life hangs by a thread!

The next moment, Lin Shanshan said: "Sigh, Young Master Ning Zhuo, I will try my best to get some for you."

"Miss Lin, for such help, I am deeply grateful." Ning Zhuo sighed, stood up, bowed, and gave a deep salute.

Lin Shanshan gritted her teeth: "I can only say I will do my best."

Ning Zhuo then said: "Miss Lin, this is my business, yet you have always helped me with all your might. I am willing to actively cooperate with you, and I will try my best to bear the financial assets. I wouldn't let you pay for me, Miss."

"Fine, come with me." Lin Shanshan then led Ning Zhuo away from the martial arts arena, looking for fellow disciples and sect elders everywhere to raise funds.

The specialty of the Myriad Medicine Sect is a variety of herbs. The sect members are generally skilled in planting.

Lin Shanshan personally came to beg and discuss, and the vast majority of the sect members, even if they felt quite troubled, eventually pinched their noses and lent the treasures.

Ning Zhuo naturally also paid a huge amount of spirit stones and many other treasures.

The role Lin Shanshan played was extremely critical!

Even if Ning Zhuo had more resources, without this relationship, it would be difficult to exchange for the things he urgently needed. Even if he could exchange, he would be slaughtered many times and pay a price far exceeding the norm.

After being alone, Ning Zhuo returned to the cave dwelling and entered the Ten Thousand Mile Swimming Dragon.

In the spiritual plant cabin, Ning Zhuo took a deep breath and officially started building.