Jiang Feng opened his eyes wide, staring intently at the dazzling array of rare treasures displayed in front of him. For a moment he was at a loss, not knowing how to make a decision.
Just when Jiang Feng was hesitating and undecided, suddenly, a low and majestic voice exploded in his ears: "Hey! There is fairyland here. This is really a rare treasure!" This voice came from the mysterious Lietian.
Hearing this, Jiang Feng looked suspiciously in the direction of the voice. He saw some ordinary-looking soil quietly lying in an opened box not far away. However, unlike ordinary soil, this immortal soil shone with a dim yet eye-catching light, as if it contained endless and enormous energy.
Jiang Feng involuntarily stretched out his hands, and carefully picked up the box containing the fairy soil, then moved closer and began to examine it carefully with full concentration.
The white-haired elder standing nearby, guarding these precious treasures, also noticed Jiang Feng's actions. Smiling, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Young man, don't underestimate this immortal soil. While it may appear ordinary on the surface, it's actually the perfect choice for nurturing all sorts of rare and precious spiritual plants. If you're lucky enough, and encounter the right opportunity and conditions, you might even be able to cultivate unparalleled and peerless immortal herbs from it!"
Hearing this, Jiang Feng's heart trembled violently. You know, at this moment, he urgently needed some special materials to refine elixirs that could enhance his cultivation. If he could successfully cultivate the spiritual plants he needed with this immortal soil, wouldn't that be the most wonderful thing? Thinking of this, Jiang Feng's eyes became more and more intense as he looked at the immortal soil in his hand...
But he also knew that such a treasure must be worth a fortune. He chose this immortal land without hesitation. Then he left the palace and walked towards the inn.
This was a place in the Imperial Palace. A mysterious man in black robes behind the Human Emperor said, "Why not keep this boy? His body itself is a treasure."
The Human Emperor snorted coldly: "The time is not yet ripe!"
As soon as he returned to the inn, Jiang Feng couldn't wait to enter the chaotic space. When he first saw the Human Emperor, he opened his divine eyes. Although he didn't find the source of the evil spirit, he always felt that the Human Emperor was a little weird.
Jiang Feng took out the immortal soil and had Bai Ling spread it evenly across the medicine garden. The previously slow-growing spiritual herbs seemed to be greatly encouraged, rapidly expanding at a visible rate. The spiritual ginseng, which had only just begun to sprout, instantly sprouted several leaves. The leaves were crystal clear and exuded a rich spiritual energy. The Youlanzhi nearby was even more spectacular, bursting into brilliant blossoms, seemingly shimmering with spiritual light.
Jiang Feng watched all this with great joy, silently calculating the benefits these spiritual herbs would bring once they matured. If he could get a few more treasures like immortal soil, even the wood spirit fruit tree would surely bear fruit soon.
Jiang Feng calmed down, preparing to cultivate in this vibrant medicinal garden. He sat cross-legged in the center, the spiritual energy from the surrounding medicinal herbs continuously flowing towards him. As his cultivation deepened, he discovered that his damaged dantian was slowly repairing, as if the damage was being filled by an invisible force.
Ten years passed quickly, and Jiang Feng finally healed his Dantian injury. He stood up, feeling an unprecedented surge of strength within him. He was a completely different person now, his gaze gleaming with confidence.
Jiang Feng activated the Qingyun Jue's hidden breath and put on the black mask. He adjusted his cultivation to the early Nascent Soul stage and followed a group of people, secretly leaving Kowloon Imperial City. He didn't dare leave through the teleportation array. He knew that even though a year had passed, there were still people plotting against him.
This time, Jiang Feng planned to return to Mingyue City first, then visit the people in Huoyun Village and take them to Qingyun Sect.
Just as Jiang Feng walked a hundred meters out of the imperial city, a voice called out to him, "Young man, please stay!"
Hearing this, Jiang Feng looked over and saw a fat man who looked to be in his 30s. The flesh all over his body seemed to be about to burst his clothes. He was wearing an absurdly loose brocade robe embroidered with large, tacky peonies. The red and green colors were dazzling. His face was round like a ball, his eyes narrowed into a slit embedded in the pile of flesh, his nose was flat, his lips were thick, and there were some oil stains at the corners of his mouth, as if he had just had a big meal. His ears were surprisingly small, almost invisible because of the fat on his cheeks. His hair was greasy and stuck to his scalp, and a few disobedient strands of hair stood up, like weeds abruptly in a wasteland. He sat in front of a simple bamboo table, with a flag behind him, on which were written three big characters - "The Divine Calculator"
Jiang Feng glanced around and said, "Master, are you talking to me?"
The fat man did not answer and continued to talk to himself: "I see that the young man has an extraordinary bearing and possesses rare treasures. But..."
Jiang Feng was shocked when he heard this. Who was this fat man? Jiang Feng knew that he was not that simple. He asked, "Master, please tell me."
The fat man smiled and said, “It’s just that this trip is full of dangers.
There are powerful enemies in front, enemy soldiers behind, and I have rare treasures, so there is no escape." After saying this, he took out a wine gourd and started drinking.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng walked over to the fat man and sat down. He humbly asked, "Excuse me, Taoist, do you have a solution?"
The fat man didn't say anything, but shook his wine gourd and said, "Oh, it's so hard to make money these days. I can't even afford to drink wine."
Jiang Feng smiled slightly after hearing this. He waved his arm lightly, and a bulging storage bag emitting faint light fell steadily on the table.
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