Chapter 173

Chapter 172 The Spirit Field in Winter, A Visit to Zhu Fuxian

It was morning.

Xu Changqing took a chair and sat by the door, holding three communication talismans in his hand.

They are Li Sancai, Zhang Su, and Zhu Fuxian.

Since I promised yesterday to help Yu Caiqing find the Yang-positive medicinal herb Chiyang Ginseng and the Yin-negative medicinal herb Xuanyin Lingzhi, I must take it seriously.

But in the very core of this vast spiritual field, there are only a handful of people I truly know.

Besides Zhao Ziyao and Zhao Ying, who have lost contact, there is also Lin An who has gone missing.

Currently, the only people who can help and might know the whereabouts of the medicinal herbs are these three.

The first person to contact is Li Sancai.

After all, he was his good older brother and senior, so the two were closer.

Therefore, Xu Changqing decisively injected the wood elemental power in his dantian into the other party’s communication talisman.

After a long while, Li Sancai’s slightly tired voice finally came through.

“Hello?”

“Senior brother, it’s me!”

“Is there something you need so early in the morning?”

Do you know where I can buy Red Sun Ginseng and Dark Yin Lingzhi?

“The spirit farmers who usually cooperate with the Alchemy Pavilion grow medicinal herbs, but I don’t recognize them!”

“Excuse me!”

Upon hearing this, Xu Changqing chose to hang up.

You can tell from his voice that Senior Brother Li stayed up late last night; let him get some more sleep.

Logically speaking, Lingnong was used to going to bed early and getting up early.

Is 6:30 early?

It shouldn’t be too early, right?

The sun is out!

Immediately, Xu Changqing contacted the second person, Zhang Su.

Senior Brother Zhang works with the people from the Alchemy Pavilion, so he has a better understanding of medicinal herbs.

As a result, the call took even longer to connect, and the person sounded more tired.

“Hello?”

“Senior Brother Zhang, I am Xu Changqing!”

“Junior Brother Xu, is there something you need so early in the morning?”

Do you know any Lingnong who cultivates Red Sun Ginseng and Dark Yin Lingzhi?

“Anode medicinal materials and cathode medicinal materials?”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

“I…huff…rat-a-tat-tat…click!”

“ah?”

Suddenly, a deafening snoring sound came from across the street.

It felt like the communication symbols were vibrating; it was terrifying.

Xu Changqing’s lips twitched: “Senior Brother Zhang was sleeping while driving a tractor?”

It seems that both Senior Brother Li and Senior Brother Zhang stayed up late last night.

In that case, we can only place our hopes on Zhu Fuxian.

After all, this person had spent many years in the core of the spirit field.

They should know, and probably even have connections.

Of the three, Zhu Fuxian connected the call the fastest.

Almost as soon as the wood elemental power was injected, the other side noticed it.

Xu Changqing quickly received an affirmative answer to his question.

Although Zhu Fuxian hasn’t been cultivating Red Sun Ginseng and Mysterious Yin Lingzhi recently, he still has a batch of them stored in his personal storage items.

Xu Changqing can buy it anytime he needs it.

This place is neither too far nor too close to Lingtian, where Zhu Fuxian lives.

The fire crow or bigleaf grass can be reached in about ten minutes.

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

Soon, Xu Changqing and Zhu Fuxian arranged a time to meet.

Si Shi, approximately 9:30 AM.

Then, the two simultaneously lost contact.

This thing doesn’t consume spirit stones, but it does consume spiritual energy.

Moreover, the longer it lasts, the more it consumes.

After carefully putting away the three communication talismans, Xu Changqing pondered, “When I visit Senior Brother Zhu this time, bringing only spirit stones will definitely not be enough. I also need to bring ten catties of top-grade spirit rice wine.”

Firstly, it helps to build a closer relationship with the other party.

Secondly, it helps to build a closer relationship with the other party.

Thirdly, it’s about building a closer relationship with the other party.

Even if Zhu Fuxian had noticed what Fire Crow was spying on last night, it wouldn’t have caused any trouble.

After all, using fire crows to guard spirit fields and catch insects is a very common practice.

Even if questioned, one can simply say that the fire crows fly around randomly.

Next, Xu Changqing continued to take care of his two mu of second-grade spiritual fields.

Whether it’s the Golden Crow Vine, the Bright Moon Grass, or the Spirit Rice, they all grow very vigorously.

These two rare spiritual plants, in particular, are almost mature.

Another issue is that the transplantation of mutant mother rice must be put on the agenda.

It’s such a waste not to leave it at the foot of the rocky mountain; it has such a good effect.

An hour later, feeling that it was about time, Xu Changqing retrieved his companion green lotus, then summoned the large-leaf grass and immediately flew towards Zhu Fuxian’s spiritual field.

The scenery along the way was quite nice.

Withered, yellow leaves.

The river water was cool and clear.

Frozen soil.

The most striking feeling was one of profound tranquility.

If autumn is a time of desolation, when all things begin to wither.

That winter was cold and desolate, and everything hid away.

This scene reminded Xu Changqing of something he read in an ancient book.

The book is titled “The Seventy-Two Seasonal Phenomena”.

There are 24 solar terms in a year, and each solar term is divided into 3 pentads, for a total of 72 pentads.

The current state of Lingtian is exactly the same as that of the [Zhechong Pihu] recorded in the book.

The temperature is too low, the insects can’t withstand it, and they prepare to hibernate.

All things in the world are beginning to gradually enter the stage of “concealment”.

About ten minutes later, Xu Changqing arrived outside Zhu Fuxian’s spiritual field.

As soon as I got close, I had a strong feeling that I was being watched.

No matter how hard I looked, I couldn’t find the source.

At this moment, he began to understand why Fire Crow had been so panicked last night.

If Xu Changqing hadn’t known that the owner of the spirit field was Zhu Fuxian, he probably would have turned around and left.

Then he called out to it.

“Senior Brother Bamboo~”

“They’re here! They’re here!”

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Soon, a response came from inside.

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

A smile graced his aged face.

Seeing this, Xu Changqing controlled the large-leafed grass to land, waiting for the other party to open the door.

The vast majority of spirit farmers will build fences and enclosures around their spirit fields.

Although it’s pointless to do this, and no one can prevent it.

But they will tell others that this place is occupied and not to mess around.

More advanced spirit farmers would hire array masters to build a complete set of defensive arrays.

It’s completely undetectable on the surface, but once you get close or even break in, you’ll be attacked immediately.

Xu Changqing guessed that there must be some kind of powerful formation buried in this Senior Brother Zhu’s spiritual field.

After all, fifteen acres of second-grade spirit fields can generate an annual income of at least three thousand mid-grade spirit stones.

Not to mention installing formations, even purchasing spiritual artifacts is a piece of cake.

Zhu Fuxian opened the fence gate and beckoned, “Junior Brother Xu, come in.”

Don’t underestimate this action. As soon as the door opened, Xu Changqing felt much more relaxed. Then, as he walked in, he took out the ten catties of top-grade spirit rice wine he was carrying: “Senior Brother Zhu, this is my first time here, so the preparations were a bit rushed. This is the spirit rice wine I brewed.”

Zhu Fuxian was surprised: “Junior Brother can also brew wine?”

He opened the stopper, took a sniff, and his eyes widened immediately.

Then, the look in his eyes as he looked at the person in front of him was one of disbelief.

“Senior brother can also brew wine?” Xu Changqing blinked.

Zhu Fuxian nodded slightly: “When I’m bored, I brew wine, grow vegetables, and research spiritual cuisine. I never expected that my junior brother would be so skilled at brewing wine at such a young age.”

Although he hadn’t tasted it yet, he could tell the quality just by smelling it.

It doesn’t have that unpleasant smell typical of cheap alcoholic beverages.

Instead, it has a rich aroma of rice mixed with a mellow fragrance of wine.

Just the aroma alone makes Zhu Fuxian’s throat bob, and he can’t wait to take a sip right now!

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