“Master, why don’t I go down and pick them? You and this Taoist priest can set the ropes up here,” Ling Feng suddenly said. Although he was a groom, he was also Fourth Master’s bodyguard. Seeing that Fourth Master was in danger, he naturally had to step forward.
“No need, I would like to pick these herbs for Qin’er myself,” said the Fourth Master.
"Stop dawdling. Decide who's going down quickly, or it'll get dark and we'll be wasting time," Zhou Tianhao said.
Fourth Master tied the rope around his waist and began to descend the cliff. Ling Feng slowly lowered the rope, while Zhou Tianhao stood by, instructing Fourth Master on how many and what kinds of herbs to collect.
As Fourth Master was gradually lowered down by the rope, Ling Feng kept an eye on Zhou Tianhao's movements while lowering the rope.
Using the strength of his feet, Fourth Master slowly descended. He saw that the smoke below was ethereal and bottomless; if he fell from here, he would surely be lost forever. Although Fourth Master was not afraid of heights, he couldn't help but worry at this moment. However, thinking of Lanqin still being unconscious, he forced himself to calm down and focus on picking herbs.
There was so much grass on the cliff face that finding the herbs you wanted to pick quickly among it was no easy task.
Fourth Master first took out the picture given to him by Zhou Tianhao from his pocket, looked at it carefully for several seconds, then folded it up and put it back in his pocket before starting to pick the fruit on the cliff.
It was unclear how much had been picked, but Fourth Master felt it was enough, so he tugged on a thin rope tied around his waist. This rope had been tied to him by Zhou Tianhao; whenever he needed to pull upwards, he would simply tug on this rope, and the person above would know.
Meanwhile, Ling Feng kept a close eye on the bell on the rope, because as soon as the bell rang, it meant that they should pull up and bring Fourth Master up.
"Master Zhou, this bell just started moving. Can we pull it up now?" Ling Feng asked, noticing the bell twitching a few times.
"That's about enough, you can pull now." Zhou Tianhao wasn't idle up there either. He searched everywhere for herbs. It turned out that in addition to having Fourth Master pick those herbs from the cliffs, another type of herb was needed to complement them.
Upon receiving the order, Ling Feng began to pull upwards with all his might. His heart was in his throat as Fourth Master continued to climb. He didn't know what to do if something happened to Fourth Master.
Fourth Master felt a pulling force on his waist, and he immediately gripped the rope tightly with both hands, using the force to quickly rise up.
When Fourth Master finally came up, Ling Feng immediately went to pull him up.
"Taoist Master, are these the right ones I picked?" Fourth Master had a bamboo basket on his back, which Zhou Tianhao had given him, and it was filled with some green plants.
Zhou Tianhao took one out of the basket, smelled it carefully, looked it over, and then said, "Yes, this is it. These are enough."
When Fourth Master heard him say that, he felt relieved. He was really worried that he would say, "You picked the wrong one."
After they had all packed up the ropes, the three of them began their descent down the mountain. Having successfully obtained the medicinal herbs along the way, Fourth Master's anxiety lessened considerably. He helped Zhou Tianhao collect his belongings, then carried the herbs, and together they walked down the mountain.
Meanwhile, Lanqin's trembling hands and feet had improved, just as the boy had said, it was caused by the toxins near the silver needles.
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