Chapter 4

Millennium Hongmeng Purple Spirit Grass

The next morning, Yan Qingyan packed her luggage and set off.

Storage rings and storage bags are very expensive, and only a few people in the family can afford them. Yan Qingyan cannot expose the space, so she can only buy a carriage to load the items and leave.

Looking at the large and small bags around her, Yan Qingyan secretly made up her mind to save money as soon as possible to buy a larger storage ring.

There were not many people seeing him off, so the owner of the house sent his butler to bring some people to support the occasion, and Yan Le'er also came.

"Qingyan~Have a safe journey!"

“Haha, OK!”

Yan Qingyan is in a good mood today. She likes the fresh feeling of embarking on a new journey in life, which is full of infinite possibilities.

Just as she firmly believed that she was the girl of destiny when she first opened the space, the new environment means new challenges and new opportunities.

Yan Qingyan wanted to say a few more words to the people who were seeing her off, but suddenly she caught a glimpse of Elder Yan Shi out of the corner of her eye.

Why is he here too?

Isn’t he the one who likes to sleep in the most?

"Haha, it's almost time, I'll leave first!" Yan Qingyan said quickly and hurriedly got on the carriage.

If you don’t leave now, your ears will get calluses again!

Yan Shi walked slowly at first, but when he saw Yan Qingyan get on the carriage, he quickly moved to the door.

"Ah! You're leaving so soon? I still have a lot to say!"

There were a bunch of people standing next to him, and Yan Shi didn't feel comfortable chasing them out the door. He couldn't help but look a little annoyed.

Yan Qingyan looked back at the furious Elder Yan Shi and hummed a tune in a good mood.

She had no concept of hierarchy among elders. If Elder Yan Shi continued to lecture her in the same tone as before, she was really afraid that she would be unhappy and expose her wood-related abilities.

Even though her Dantian is now destroyed and she looks like a mortal, she is still not someone that anyone can mess with.

I just don't know who will win between this fourth-level wood-related ability and Elder Yan Shi's foundation-building cultivation?

"shelf!"

The wheels of the carriage stepped on the mud and grass along the way, and were gradually swallowed up by the fog in the distance.

Yujiang Village...is that so?

I am coming!

......

It was drizzling.

Compared to Qingyang City, the spiritual energy in Yujiang Village is thinner, but it is several times better than the end of the world filled with the stench of decay.

After only three days of travel, Yan Qingyan arrived at her new home.

This is a house covering an area of ​​about 300 square meters. From the outside, it looks no different from other houses around it.

The courtyard is clean and tidy, and you can clearly see the traces of having been cleaned recently.

Yan Qingyan walked into the yard carrying a lot of bags and gently pushed open the door.

The layout of the house is similar to the two-bedroom, one-living room house in the previous life. There is a simple wooden round table and two chairs in the living room, which is simple and exudes the breath of time.

Squeak——

Perhaps hearing the noise outside, the bedroom door on the left slowly opened.

Yan Qingyan turned her head and saw a handsome man appear in front of her.

He looked a little pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. He was wearing a blue gown, with an upright posture, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, but the look he gave Yan Qingyan was filled with wariness and doubt.

Confuse?

Yan Qingyan smiled slightly and spoke first, "You must be Ling Mochen, I am Yan Qingyan, hello."

After saying that, Yan Qingyan took out the blank marriage contract scroll from the package.

Ling Mochen's eyes were filled with even more doubts. "Surname Yan? Are you from the Yan family? I wonder what you are here for?"

Yan Qingyan:......

Oh my goodness, it turns out that the Ling family hasn’t told him yet? !

Yan Qingyan originally thought that the heads of the two families were equally matched, but now it seems that people are afraid of comparison.

One point for the head of the Yan family.

Yan Qingyan had no choice but to repeat to Ling Mochen what her cousin Yan Le'er had said to her.

Seeing that the wariness in Ling Mochen's eyes disappeared and a suspicious blush appeared on his face, Yan Qingyan also dispelled her guard.

First impression....well, it's ok!

Yan Qingyan doesn't care how dangerous the outside world is, nor does she care how much intrigue there is in the world, but the place where she lives, the place she calls "home", must not have a magnetic field that makes her feel uncomfortable.

Otherwise, she would have to find a way to change her environment.

During the three years of the apocalypse, Yan Qingyan acted alone most of the time, but she actually wanted to find a friendly and united team, but she just hadn't met the right one.

Be alert, explore, doubt, calculate, be hypocritical, fight for power, set up a control group...

It’s better to be alone than to have teammates like this.

Yan Qingyan asked about Ling Mochen's situation again, and after hearing it, she exclaimed, "Wow!"

This person actually went to the head of the family and asked to leave the Ling family!

......

The drizzle gradually stopped, and countless golden rays of light shone through the clouds onto the earth. They passed through the entrance by the window and sprinkled onto the two people at the round table, leaving a beautiful silhouette on the ground.

Ling Mochen’s thoughts went back to five days ago.

That day, he was practicing as usual at the Ling family when someone from the Biyue Sect suddenly broke into his yard.

"Are you Ling Mochen?" The man was wearing a gray-brown robe and had a powerful and domineering aura, and it was impossible to tell the depth of his cultivation.

It is estimated that he has reached the tenth level of Qi Refining or even... the Foundation Establishment stage!

There was a look of vigilance in Ling Mochen's eyes, knowing that the newcomer was not a friendly person.

"Yes, may I ask, senior...Puff!" Ling Mochen asked cautiously, but the other party moved so quickly that he didn't have any time to react!

The method is fierce and extremely vicious!

When he woke up from his coma, he knew the reason for his misfortune.

It's really absurd.

Not long after that, his second half brother came with a group of people to cause trouble for him.

"Hey, where did this useless person come from? When did our Ling family have such a useless person?"

"Hey, Ling Mochen, ah Ling Mochen, you have come to this day!"

"Do you know who you have offended? The young master of the Nascent Soul Patriarch of the Biyue Sect!"

Ling Yaozu was happier than his enemies when his elder brother was deposed by an outsider.

Verbal mockery was not enough, so they beat him until he passed out.

The location of the attack was very insidious, specifically hitting his dantian, making the injury worse.

Ling Yaozu liked to steal his things since he was a child. With his biased father around, he succeeded almost every time. It was not until he went out to gain experience and seldom returned home that he finally had a chance to breathe in his practice.

He didn't expect that even though his Dantian was destroyed, this person still hated him so much.

Thinking of Ling Yaozu's words, 'Who made you more talented than me? It's just a heavenly spiritual root. What's so great about that? Keep pretending!' Are you going to continue pretending? ! '

It turned out that his younger brother was more jealous of his spiritual roots than anyone else in the family.

He has dual spiritual roots of fire and wood. The fire element is of lower heavenly grade, and the wood element is of intermediate mysterious grade. Although the speed of cultivation often depends on the worst one, it is extremely rare in Qingyang City that one of the spiritual roots is of heavenly grade.

A whole day had passed since he woke up again. He had a hunch that if he stayed in the Ling family any longer, he would be killed by Ling Yaozu sooner or later. So he went to the head of the family with his serious injuries and asked him to be exiled to a place far away from home.

Then, he was taken by a horse-drawn carriage to Yujiang Village, a village he had never heard of. Apart from a door key and an ID card, he was left with only a few sets of clothes, a quilt, a bottle of fasting pills and a few taels of silver.

As for the spirit stones, they were all snatched away by Ling Yaozu.

This Miss Yan said that the Patriarch of the Yan family compensated him with a large amount of resources for cultivating immortals, but he didn't even see a cent!

I don’t know who benefited from this.

His father might have gotten a large portion of it under his name, but in the end it all went to Ling Yaozu, right?

Ling Mochen clenched his fists, his eyes filled with intense anger. Yin Siwen and Ling Yaozu, these two people are really hateful!

Yan Qingyan also clenched her fists, her face full of murderous intent, and her voice was full of ruthlessness, "Yin Siwen, wait for me, I will avenge you!"

"Miss Yan is right. This vengeance must be avenged!"

Ling Mochen's spirit was also aroused a little by Yan Qingyan's words, but then he thought of his ruined dantian, and his eyes were filled with sadness.

Yan Qingyan held her cheek with one hand and looked at the other person's face, which looked like a model, with admiration in her eyes.

She said softly, "Just call me by my name. I don't really like the title of Miss."

"good."

Before they knew it, the two of them had been sitting on the wooden chairs in the living room chatting for a long time.

The difference between a stranger and an acquaintance is just a conversation.

After the two of them got to know each other, Yan Qingyan finally asked the question that concerned her the most, "Do you know of any good way to repair Dantian that is more suitable for our situation?"

She was from the Yan family's side branch, so there were not many books she could read in the library.

A small family likes to hide its inheritance so much. No wonder there are so many lost inheritances in the world of immortal cultivation, Yan Qingyan thought to herself.

Ling Mochen nodded, knowing that the other party must be very concerned about this issue, so he repeated the information he knew in detail, "There are many ways to repair Dantian, but without exception, they are all very precious.

The first one is the thousand-year-old Fengwu flower, which is the main ingredient for refining the sixth-grade Fengwu Pill. It only grows in a special secret realm. Whether it is refined into liquid medicine or pills, it has a good repairing effect on the Dantian, and can even treat damage to the spiritual roots and meridians.

The second type is the resurrection pill of grade five or above, which is also an excellent healing pill. Unfortunately, it is very expensive and difficult to refine. Few alchemists are willing to spend the effort to refine this pill, so it is hard to find it on the market.

The third type is the thousand-year-old Hongmeng purple spiritual grass. Hongmeng purple spiritual grass below a hundred years old is very common and not very valuable. You can buy one for less than ten low-grade spirit stones, but a thousand-year-old one is rare. Most of the Hongmeng purple spiritual grass will wither after growing for a hundred years, but once it reaches a thousand years, it will be an excellent healing spiritual plant. It can be used as the main medicine to refine the fifth-grade Hongmeng Pill, which is very effective in repairing the damaged Dantian. It can also be directly boiled into a medicinal liquid. Although it also has the effect of repairing the Dantian, the effect is not as obvious as the elixir.

Others include the thousand-year-old nine-color holy flower, the ten-thousand-year-old stalactite, the resurrection elixir, etc. However, these treasures are too precious and have long become legends in places like Danyang City. ”

After Ling Mochen finished speaking, his expression was a little heavy. He also wanted to repair his Dantian and embark on the path of cultivation again, but none of these things were affordable for him now.

He turned his head and looked at Yan Qingyan, but the other person's expression made him slightly stunned.

Yan Qingyan's eyes smiled into crescents, and she asked excitedly, "Can we just boil the thousand-year-old Hongmeng Purple Spirit Grass into liquid medicine? If we use this method, how many plants do we need?"

Ten low-grade spirit stones can buy a hundred-year-old plant, and coupled with her spirit spring and wood-related abilities, as well as the spatial characteristics that can adapt to any growth environment...

Isn't this a plan tailor-made for her?

Ling Mochen was stunned. Could it be...

"Do you have a way to get the thousand-year-old Hongmeng Purple Spirit Grass?" Thinking of this, he asked directly.

"Not yet, but there will be in the future." Yan Qingyan looked confident.

Ling Mochen:......

Ling Mochen shook his head and chuckled. Ever since his Dantian was destroyed, he has been in decadence until now. Even though he hated Yin Siwen in his heart, he knew that his future was blocked and he was completely useless.

But he didn't expect that Yan Qingyan, who was facing the same situation as him, could still be so optimistic.

He felt ashamed of himself for not being able to have such a heart of Tao.

Perhaps influenced by the mentality of the man opposite him, Ling Mochen's tense mentality also relaxed unconsciously. He went on to explain, "To make liquid medicine from the thousand-year-old Hongmeng Purple Spirit Grass, special refining techniques and some auxiliary medicines are also required. Those auxiliary medicines are relatively common. As for these boiling steps and formulas, I have them here."

"That's great!" Yan Qingyan became even more excited. She was indeed blessed with great fortune!

Yan Qingyan tapped the table from time to time and asked with a little curiosity, "Can you also make potions?"

"I know a little bit. My mother is a third-rank alchemist." Ling Mochen said lightly.

Ling Mochen has the alchemy inheritance left by his mother, which he has memorized by heart. Unfortunately, learning alchemy is too resource-consuming, so he dare not try it easily.

Yan Qingyan became excited when she heard the word "alchemist". Alchemists have a high status in the world of immortal cultivation. Even her Yan family only has one second-grade alchemist guest!

Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen had been chatting for so long that they were already familiar with each other, so she asked without hesitation, "So what rank are you?"

Ling Mochen:......

He is not even a first-class one.