"Ancient Spiritual Plants", "Fantastic Flowers in the Fairy Garden", "Strange Stories about Spiritual Essence"...

Ning Zhuo read it carefully with a frown on his face.

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

Because some rare and precious herbs are so scarce, even the author of the book has no practical experience. However, the author has made in-depth deductions through solid theories.

These contents were too profound for Ning Zhuo. He had clearly seen many of the principles clearly explained in the book. However, when it came to practical application, he fell into a state of confusion after just two or three steps of deduction.

Ning Zhuo knew the reason.

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

"I'm looking at the high-end part now. There's an important transition missing in the middle that makes it hard for me to understand."

Fortunately, among these secret records, there are cultivation plans for Lingyin Willow.

Among them, only one book, although it does not mention the Lingyin Willow, does have similar spiritual flowers that can inspire wisdom.

Ning Zhuo certainly wouldn't just read from the script.

Because next, soil, water and other materials will still have to be purchased here in Wanyao Valley.

Once someone with an eye summarized what Ning Zhuo purchased, and put it in the eyes of the Wanyao Sect monks who were experts in cultivation, it would be easy to guess that what Ning Zhuo wanted to cultivate was the Lingyin Willow.

Although Ning Zhuo did not understand the principles of the plan, he was still able to compare the multiple cultivation plans in the book, combine them with each other, and make slight improvements.

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

He showed this plan to Sun Lingtong, who couldn't find any mistakes. Sun Lingtong was also an amateur in this area.

"To be on the safe side, let's use the Lingyin Willow again to improve the final plan!"

Ning Zhuo is also worried that a slight mistake could lead to a huge disaster.

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

He placed the Lingyin Willow on a large jar and soaked the roots of the willow in the spiritual water rich in spiritual energy.

This is a method he learned from secret books and can be used in emergencies.

Ning Zhuo stood under the Lingyin Willow and patted its thick and strong trunk. "Lingyin Willow, Lingyin Willow, I don't want to use you either. But these classics are really hard to understand. I'm worried that the cultivation method I improved will harm you."

"So, let me first use your power to help me examine it."

"I do this for you, too."

Ning Zhuo sighed, and the Lingyin Willows moved without wind, and the willow branches gently brushed Ning Zhuo's face.

The young man in white raised his head and looked at the tall willow tree, revealing a gratified smile: "I see, you also want a stable living environment, right? Then let's get started."

As he said this, Ning Zhuo took out the cushion and sat down cross-legged under the tree again.

He took out his own improvement plan, as well as the many secret books and classics he had obtained in exchange, and began to comprehend.

Willow leaves fell off the branches and scattered around Ning Zhuo, and the scattered jade-like light made Ning Zhuo look like an otherworldly fairy.

It turns out that the mountain was a martial arts arena.

Lin Shanshan was as light as a swallow and attacked Ning Zhuo.

She waved her palms, and the wind from her palms was light and erratic.

Ning Zhuo's eyes fixed, and he took a step forward, sliding like a dragon, easily avoiding Lin Shanshan's palm wind. He came to the side of Lin Shanshan, shook his fists, and the fist wind whistled, going straight to Lin Shanshan's waist and abdomen.

Seeing this, Lin Shanshan turned quickly to avoid Ning Zhuo's attack, and then stretched out both palms. For a moment, palm shadows flew and surged towards Ning Zhuo like a tide.

Ning Zhu was calm and composed, crossed his hands, used softness to overcome hardness, and maintained stability.

Seeing that Lin Shanshan was breathing slightly, Ning Zhuo took the opportunity to step forward, raised his fist, and pushed Lin Shanshan away with a powerful punch.

Ning Zhuo showed no mercy and took advantage of the situation to press forward. A fierce attack forced Lin Shanshan to retreat again and again.

Ning Zhuo's breath was full of energy and he seized the opportunity when Lin Shanshan was resisting and directly charged into her with his shoulder.

Lin Shanshan had already blocked her chest with her fists, but the huge force still broke her defensive posture and she took several steps back.

If it was a real fight, Ning Zhuo would definitely take advantage of the situation and attack, severely injuring his opponent. But at this moment, it was a sparring match, and seeing that Lin Shanshan had too big a flaw, Ning Zhuo immediately stopped.

"Miss Lin, are you okay?"

Lin Shanshan felt a tightness in her chest and a thin layer of sweat on her face, but she was in a good mood.

She looked at Ning Zhuo with a burning gaze: "Mr. Ning Zhuo, your progress is visible to the naked eye. It is really obvious. I still remember that when we first fought, you were not able to defend well the whole time and you made many mistakes."

"Now, you have turned from defense to offense, and your offensive is so continuous that even I can hardly cope with it."

Ning Zhuo smiled: "All of this is thanks to Miss Lin. Fighting with Miss Lin has given me many insights into martial arts. After absorbing and learning, I made adjustments, and the effect of the improvement was immediately apparent."

"It's just... I've been feeling a little less touched by this kind of martial arts lately."

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

"Firstly, the higher you go in martial arts training, the harder it is to climb. You have already reached a certain height."

"Secondly, you and I have always been sparring, so you are familiar with my martial arts and fighting style. You have already mastered my moves. Therefore, if you want to develop solid martial arts, you must continue to practice martial arts after you have a solid foundation."

"I see."

"Next, I should find someone else to practice with. Only then will the feeling of training be restored to what it was before."

"But who should I choose?"

Ning Zhuo looked at Lin Shanshan and said, "I wonder if Miss Lin has anyone she can recommend to me?"

"Who is the strongest person in close combat in the entire Wanyao Sect?"

Lin Shanshan answered without hesitation: "Of course it's the eldest brother."

"His sword skills are extremely outstanding. Master Ning Zhuo, with your strength, you won't last more than three rounds."

"But it's not convenient for the senior brother to meet you."

The two of them talked while resting.

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"By the way, have you made any progress in your cultivation?" Lin Shanshan asked proactively.

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

"I have already thought of it, and what I need is the materials."

Lin Shanshan's eyes lit up, and she took the initiative to ask, "What is it? Tell me, maybe I can help you think of a solution."

Ning Zhuo said, "For soil, we need Nine-Colored Divine Sand and Seven-Treasure Spiritual Soil."

"For water sources, we need Galaxy Spirit Liquid."

"It would be even better if there were a spring breeze and heavenly music."

Lin Shanshan had just been listening with great interest, but every time Ning Zhuo reported a piece of information, her face turned paler.

After hearing the latter part, she quickly stretched out her hand to stop Ning Zhuo from continuing, "Mr. Ning Zhuo seems to have misunderstood. These precious materials for cultivation are either priceless or rare in the world. Even in the core medicinal fields at the bottom of the valley of our Wanyao Sect, there are only a few five-colored divine sands and three treasures of spiritual soil."

"There is some Galaxy Spirit Liquid, but the collected starlight is only from two or three stars. The real top-grade one needs at least thirty-six stars."

“As for Ten Miles of Spring Breeze and Heavenly Sounds, they are extremely priceless. Whoever gets them will treasure them. Only at some high-end auctions will high-ranking cultivators take them out and exchange them for other things.”

Lin Shanshan looked at Ning Zhuo and sighed, "Mr. Ning Zhuo, you have just started to learn the way of cultivation. The secret books you have learned are the highest level in our sect. It is inevitable that such misunderstandings have occurred."

Ning Zhuo actually knew how precious these treasures were, but he just said it out loud to pave the way for his next request.

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

"In that case..." Ning Zhuo pondered, "Then I will take the initiative to lower my requirements."

"Since your sect has the Five-Colored Divine Sand and the Three Treasures Spiritual Soil, I wonder if you could give some of them to me."

"Even if it's just the galactic spirit fluid that absorbs the glow of two or three stars, I need it."

"As for the ten-mile spring breeze and the heavenly music, although there is none, is it possible for the two- or three-mile spring breeze to produce sweet and beautiful music?"

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

Obviously, it was very difficult to get these precious materials. But compared with the previous one, it seemed not unacceptable.

Lin Shanshan still felt embarrassed and frowned slightly.

She looked at Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo stared at her with clear eyes.

She dodged, not looking at him, and was about to explain the difficulties involved.

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The next moment, Lin Shanshan said, "Hey, Mr. Ning Zhuo, I'll try my best to get some for you."

"Ms. Lin, I am deeply grateful for your help." Ning Zhuo sighed, stood up, bent down and bowed deeply.

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

Ning Zhuo said, "Miss Lin, this is my business, but you have always been very helpful. I am willing to actively cooperate with you, and I will do my best to bear the financial burden. It is not necessary for you to advance the money for me, Miss Lin."

"Well, come with me." Lin Shanshan led Ning Zhuo out of the martial arts arena and looked around for fellow disciples, sect elders, and others to raise funds.

The specialty of the Wanyao Sect is a variety of medicinal herbs, and the sect members are generally good at cultivating them.

Lin Shanshan came in person to plead and negotiate, and even though most of the disciples felt quite embarrassed, they finally lent the precious materials reluctantly.

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

Lin Shanshan played a crucial role! Even if Ning Zhuo had more resources, without this relationship, it would be difficult for him to exchange for the things he urgently needed. Even if he could exchange, he would be ripped off and pay a price far beyond the norm.

After being alone, Ning Zhuo returned to the cave and entered the Wanli Youlong.

Inside the spirit plant cabin, Ning Zhuo took a deep breath and officially began to build it.

(End of this chapter)