Chapter 172

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

The time arrived at morning.

Xu Zhangqing took a chair and sat at the gate, holding three Communication Talismans in his hand.

They were respectively Li Sancai, Zhang Su, Zhu Fuxian.

Since he had promised yesterday to help Yu Caiqing find the Yang Extreme medicinal material Chi Yang Shen and the Yin Extreme medicinal material Xuan Yin Lingzhi, he naturally had to treat it seriously.

But in such a vast Spirit Field Core, the people he truly knew were only these few.

Apart from Zhao Ziyao and Zhao Ying, with whom he no longer had contact, and a missing Lin An.

Now, the ones who could help and might know the whereabouts of the medicinal materials were only these three.

The first person to contact, he prioritized choosing Li Sancai.

After all, he was his good big brother, good Senior Brother; the relationship between the two was closer.

Therefore, Xu Zhangqing decisively injected the Wood Spirit Power from his Qi Sea into the other party's Communication Talisman.

After a long while, Li Sancai's slightly fatigued voice came through.

"Hello?"

"Senior Brother, it's me!"

"Looking for me so early in the morning, is there something?"

"Do you know where one can buy Chi Yang Shen and Xuan Yin Lingzhi?"

"Generally, Spirit Farmers who cooperate with the Pill Refining Pavilion grow medicinal herbs, but I don't know any!"

"Sorry to have disturbed you!"

Hearing this, Xu Zhangqing chose to hang up.

From the voice, he could tell that Senior Brother Li had stayed up late last night; let him sleep a bit more.

Reasonably speaking, Spirit Farmers are all accustomed to going to bed early and rising early.

Is six-thirty early?

It shouldn't be early, right?

The Sun has already come out!

Immediately, Xu Zhangqing contacted the second person, Zhang Su, without stopping.

Senior Brother Zhang himself cooperates with people from the Pill Refining Pavilion, so he understands the medicinal herb aspect better.

The result was this person took even longer to pick up, and his voice was even more fatigued.

"Hello?"

"Senior Brother Zhang, I am Xu Zhangqing!"

"Junior Brother Xu, looking for me so early in the morning, is there something?"

"Do you know which Spirit Farmer is planting Chi Yang Shen and Xuan Yin Lingzhi?"

"Yang Extreme medicinal materials and Yin Extreme medicinal materials?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"I... huff... putt-putt-putt... click!"

"Ah?"

Suddenly, a deafening snoring sound came from the other side.

It was as if the Communication Talisman itself was vibrating, extremely frightening.

The corner of Xu Zhangqing's mouth twitched: "Senior Brother Zhang is sleeping while driving a tractor?"

It seems that regardless of whether it was Senior Brother Li or Senior Brother Zhang, they both stayed up late last night.

Since it was so, he could only place his hopes on Zhu Fuxian.

After all, this person had stayed in the Spirit Field Core for many years.

He likely should know, and might even have connections.

Among the three, Zhu Fuxian connected the fastest.

Almost the moment he injected Wood Spirit Power, the other side perceived it.

Regarding Xu Zhangqing's inquiry, he quickly received an affirmative reply.

Although Zhu Fuxian had not planted Chi Yang Shen and Xuan Yin Lingzhi recently, his Storage Item still held a batch.

If Xu Zhangqing needed them, he could go buy them at any time.

From here to Zhu Fuxian's Spirit Field, it was not far if you said it was far, not near if you said it was near.

Whether Fire Crow or Big Leaf Grass, it would take about ten minutes to arrive.

After all, there were no obstacles in the sky, and no need to cross mountains and rivers.

Soon, Xu Zhangqing and Zhu Fuxian agreed on a meeting time.

Si hour, roughly nine-thirty in the morning.

Then, both parties cut off the communication simultaneously.

This thing doesn't consume Spirit Stones, but it does consume Spiritual Power.

And the longer the duration, the more it consumes.

Putting away the three Communication Talismans, Xu Zhangqing pondered: "Visiting Senior Brother Zhu this time, just bringing Spirit Stones definitely won't be enough; I still have to bring ten jin of Top-grade Spirit Rice Wine."

First, to draw closer to the other party.

Second, to draw closer to the other party.

Third, still to draw closer to the other party.

Last night, even if Zhu Fuxian noticed the Fire Crow spying, there would be no trouble.

After all, using Fire Crows to guard Spirit Fields and catch insects is very common behavior.

Even if questioned, they could simply say the Fire Crow flew around on its own.

Next, Xu Zhangqing continued to tend to his own Two Mu Second Grade Spirit Field.

Whether Golden Crow Vine, Mingyue Grass, or Spirit Rice, all grew very robustly.

Especially these two Rare Spirit Plants, both were nearly mature.

Also, transplanting the Mutant Mother Rice must be put on the agenda.

It cannot always be left under Stone Mountain; not using something with such good effects is simply wasting it.

After One Hour, feeling it was about enough, Xu Zhangqing withdrew the Companion Green Lotus, then summoned Big Leaf Grass, and immediately flew toward Zhu Fuxian's Spirit Field.

Along the way, the scenery was not bad.

Withered yellow fallen leaves.

Clear cold river water.

Frozen hard earth.

And the greatest feeling was that it was especially quiet.

If autumn is desolate, with all things beginning to wither.

Then winter is cold and silent, with all things hiding away.

This scene made Xu Zhangqing recall the content of an ancient book.

The book is called Monthly Ordinances Seventy-Two Pentads.

One year has 24 Jie Xiao, each Jie Xiao divided into 3 pentads, totaling 72 pentads.

The current state of the Spirit Field is exactly the same as the Hibernating Insects Block Doors recorded in the book.

The temperature is too low, the insects cannot endure, and are preparing to hibernate.

All things in the world begin to enter the stage of "hiding" bit by bit.

About ten minutes later, Xu Zhangqing arrived outside Zhu Fuxian's Spirit Field.

As soon as he approached, he immediately had a strong feeling of being targeted.

But no matter how he checked, he could never find the source.

At this moment, he somewhat understood why the Fire Crow was panicked last night.

If not knowing that the owner of the Spirit Field was Zhu Fuxian, Xu Zhangqing would probably turn around and leave.

Afterward, he called out toward the inside.

"Senior Brother Zhu~"

"Coming, coming!"

Soon, a response came from inside.

Not long after, Zhu Fuxian walked out of the house step by step.

On his aged face hung a smile.

Seeing this, Xu Zhangqing controlled Big Leaf Grass to land, waiting for the other party to open the door.

The vast majority of Spirit Farmers take the Spirit Field as the core, building fences and railings.

Although doing this has no meaning at all, no one can stop anyone.

But it tells others that this place has an owner, do not mess around.

And higher-level Spirit Farmers will find an Array Master to build a complete set of Defensive Arrays.

On the surface it cannot be seen at all, but once approaching or even rushing in, they will immediately be attacked.

Xu Zhangqing guessed that in this Senior Brother Zhu's Spirit Field, some powerful array should be buried.

After all, fifteen mu of Second Grade Spirit Field, annual income is at least over three thousand Middle-grade Spirit Stones.

Not to mention installing arrays, even buying Spirit Tools is easy.

Zhu Fuxian opened the Fence Gate and waved his hand: "Junior Brother Xu, come in."

But do not underestimate this action; once the door opened, Xu Zhangqing felt much more relaxed, and while walking in, he took out ten jin of Top-grade Spirit Rice Wine he brought: "Senior Brother Zhu, Junior Brother is visiting for the first time, the preparation is a bit rushed, this is the Spirit Rice Wine I brewed."

Zhu Fuxian was surprised: "Junior Brother also knows how to brew wine?"

He opened the cork and smelled it, immediately staring wide-eyed.

Then he looked at the person before him with an expression of disbelief.

"Senior Brother also knows how to brew wine?" Xu Zhangqing blinked his eyes.

Zhu Fuxian nodded slightly: "When this old man is alone and bored, I brew wine, plant vegetables, and study Lingfan; I never expected Junior Brother, so young, to have such excellent wine brewing skills."

Although he had not tasted it yet, he knew the quality just from smelling the aroma.

Not the foul smell unique to inferior wine water.

But rich rice aroma mixed with mellow wine aroma.

Just smelling the aroma made Zhu Fuxian's Adam's apple roll, wishing he could take a sip right now!