Seeing Xiao Xuanxuan preparing to enter again, Laojun quickly grabbed him and said, "Okay! It's a deal! Twenty percent of the immortal grass, fifty thousand pills, plus saving you from danger fifty times!"
Fighting is so rude. Anyway, he is just helping out. Fighting 50 times can reduce the loss of 50,000 pills. Let alone 50 fights, even if it is 500, he will fight!
"No matter who I ask you to fight, as long as I summon you, you have to help me."
"Ahem... I don't dare to fight the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen Mother, let alone the Buddha. I can't defeat the Demon Emperor Chi Yan even if I want to."
"Okay, then you have to help me with the rest."
"Okay, okay!" Laojun nodded repeatedly with a very good attitude, fearing that the naughty child would change his mind.
When Xiaoxuanxuan heard this, he was instantly happy.
This result far exceeded his expectations. He had just heard the Medicine Spirit's secret voice tell him that even one-twentieth of the immortal herbs on Yaoshan Mountain would be enough. Now he had taken one-fifth of the immortal herbs, plus earned 50,000 pills and had the Jade Emperor help him fight 50 battles. It was truly a huge profit.
After the two sides reached an agreement, Xiao Xuanxuan took his friends into the Tushita Palace to get elixirs and dig magical herbs.
The happiest person was undoubtedly the little medicine spirit. Every pill stored in the Laojun Mansion on the stage was an invaluable, high-grade divine medicine. Every time he took one, his medicine spirit power would increase significantly. Then he would transplant the immortal herbs from the medicine mountain into the space, graft them, and ripen them. Whenever his spiritual energy ran out, he would just take another pill.
There are 50,000 pills, and he can't finish them even if he dies of fullness.
Moreover, the little medicine spirit discovered that every time it exhausted its spiritual power and replenished it through elixirs, the spiritual power in its body would be raised to a new level.
On the medicine mountain of Taishang Laojun, there are countless kinds of immortal herbs. The medicine spirit needs to dig up wasteland in the space, plant them, and then use the evolved spring of life in the space to irrigate these immortal herbs, and then ripen them.
Xiao Xuanxuan and other little kids were responsible for carefully plucking up the fairy herbs one by one and sending them into the space according to the instructions of the medicine spirit, under the watchful eyes of the two fairy children who were guarding against thieves.
"Hey, hey, hey, be careful!"
"This can't be broken!"
"You guys stepped on the tree next to it, so you have to take the one that was stepped on!"
"This one won't do! This one is the best one we have here!"
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As the immortal grass was ruthlessly uprooted, the fairy boy felt a pang of pain in his heart! Although Laojun had readily agreed to let Xiaoxuanxuan and the others come to pick the immortal grass, it didn't mean that he didn't feel heartbroken.
On the contrary, Taishang Laojun's heart is now in so much pain that it is knotted. He is huddled in a small corner of the mansion, half dead. He looks so pitiful no matter how you look at him, just like an old widower abandoned by his children. It's cold and no one cares about him, so he can only huddle in the corner.
At this moment, Taishang Laojun was extremely sad that when he let the little wolf Xiaoxuanxuan into the palace, he did not tell him that he could only take away the worst 20% of the magical herbs on the medicine mountain.
Because in his subconscious, although Xiao Xuanxuan was born into a noble family, he was, after all, a child who had just come from the mortal world to the heavenly palace. How could such a poor child know about the magical herbs?
Moreover, all of his immortal herbs already possessed spirituality. The better the immortal herbs, the more they would conceal themselves. For example, they would transform themselves into a weed, or even a withered grass...
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