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The Danxiang Pavilion was filled with the aroma of medicine and the fragrance of elixirs.

After listening to it for a long time, Song Yu actually felt a little dizzy.

"My friend, are you feeling unwell?"

The old man saw that he looked listless and asked with concern.

Song Yu shook his head: "Nothing, it's just that I haven't been to the alchemy room for a long time, and I feel a little uncomfortable now."

"Then go and rest for a while. There is a bed behind that little door. You can lie down for a while."

The old man pointed to the small door behind the Bagua stove and said.

Following the old man's instructions, Song Yu walked through the inconspicuous door and found a simple but tidy lounge.

He closed the door gently and walked in.

The light in the room is soft, and there is a wooden bed against the wall. Although the bedding is not gorgeous, it exudes a sense of warmth and tranquility.

Song Yu lay down with his clothes on and closed his eyes to rest.

In a moment, the aroma of the medicine seemed to gradually blend into his body with his breathing, and the fatigue and discomfort he felt from watching the alchemy for a long time quietly dissipated.

He secretly marveled in his heart that not only was the alchemy technique in Danxiang Pavilion profound and mysterious, but even the environment layout was mysterious and could help people calm down and concentrate.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Song Yu opened his eyes again, he found that it was dusk outside the window.

He stood up and stretched, feeling refreshed, as if he had been reborn.

Walking out of the lounge, I saw the old man still sitting in front of the Bagua stove, with a focused expression, as if nothing in the outside world could disturb him.

"Elder, you haven't rested yet?"

Song Yu asked softly.

The old man smiled and turned around.

"My friend, you have recovered very quickly. The first day that ordinary disciples enter the alchemy room, they cannot stand the smell here and have to rest for several days before they can slowly adapt."

"The younger generation may have a special physique and is not averse to the smell of medicine."

Song Yu responded modestly: "Elder, I wonder if I can continue to observe and learn, maybe I can learn something from it."

The old man heard this and his eyes flashed with approval. He said, "Since you are so determined, then follow me. The way of alchemy is profound and cannot be achieved overnight. But as long as you persevere, you will achieve something."

As he spoke, the old man led Song Yu to rows of neatly arranged medicine cabinets, each of which was labeled with the name and efficacy of the medicinal material.

The old man introduced the properties, flavors and meridians of various medicinal materials, and demonstrated how to weigh them accurately according to the pill formula.

"Alchemy requires sincerity. If your heart is not sincere and calm, the elixir you make will be mediocre, and it will be a waste of medicinal materials."

The old man spoke in detail and Song Yu listened carefully.

Before we knew it, the sky had turned dark and the moonlight was hanging over the treetops.

"It's too late today, come back tomorrow."

After Song Yu said goodbye to the old man, he returned to the courtyard. The light in Hua Che's room was off.

……

The next day.

Song Yu arrived at Danxiang Pavilion early and learned the art of alchemy from the old man again.

But today, the old man did not teach him how to make elixirs in Danxiang Pavilion, but asked him to go to the medicine field to take care of the herbs that were about to be harvested.

The medicinal field is located in the back mountain of Huayue Sect, surrounded by lush forests, and it is as peaceful and tranquil as a paradise.

The morning dew is still hanging on the tips of the tender green leaves. The sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows, adding a bit of vitality and vigor to the land.

Holding a bamboo basket, Song Yu followed the old man's instructions and walked into the medicine field.

The air is filled with the unique aroma of various medicinal herbs, some of which are fresh and elegant, while others are rich and mellow.

"My friend, don't underestimate these herbs because they are just growing here quietly. Each of them contains the spiritual energy and essence of heaven and earth."

As the old man walked, he introduced them to Song Yu, "Taking care of them requires not only patience and carefulness, but also a deep understanding of medicinal materials."

Song Yu nodded in agreement.

"You can water them and catch insects here first. I'll go back to Danxiang Pavilion first."

After the old man gave some instructions, he left, leaving Song Yu alone to take care of the medicinal field.

The spiritual herbs here are growing very well, and you can tell at a glance that they are being carefully cared for.

Song Yu picked up the kettle at the edge of the field, filled it up at a place not far away, and then began to water the plants one by one.

The sun gradually rose higher, and after Song Yu finished watering the plants, he began to prepare to catch insects.

As the herbs mature, their scent attracts insects to feed on them.

Whenever he finds a bug hiding in the leaves, he will gently pick it up with special clamps and put it in a container nearby, ready to deal with it later.

After finishing everything, Song Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, why are you here?"

A familiar voice came from behind him. Song Yu turned around and found that it was the bell girl he had met once in the woods.

"You actually entered the Huayue Sect? And you're here to take care of the spiritual medicine?"

Hua Qing'er came to Song Yu skipping and jumping.

"Yeah, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Song Yu responded with a smile, feeling somewhat surprised.

"I just entered Huayue Sect yesterday, and today I was sent by the elders to take care of the medicinal fields. I didn't expect to meet you by chance."

Hua Qing'er blinked her eyes and smiled playfully, "It seems that we are really destined to meet. I am Hua Qing'er, the daughter of the leader of Huayue Sect. I didn't have time to introduce myself in the woods yesterday. What about you? What's your name?"

Song Yu bowed and said, "I am Song Yu. I am new here. Please take care of me."

Hua Qing'er waved her hand and said nonchalantly: "You're welcome. Since we are so destined to be together, you will be my friend from now on. If you need any help, just come to me."

Song Yu nodded gratefully, and felt a little more favorable towards this lively and lovely girl.

"I'm here to pick spiritual herbs. Can you help me?"

Hua Qing'er said with a smile, holding a bamboo basket.

Song Yu readily agreed, and the two of them walked side by side through the medicinal fields.

Hua Qing'er was quick and skillful, and knew the habits of each spiritual medicine very well. While picking them, she introduced the uses and characteristics of various spiritual herbs to Song Yu.

"Look at this 'Purple Cloud Grass'. It can only be picked in the early morning when the dew has not dried up. The medicinal effect can be fully exerted. If it is picked after the time, the medicinal effect will be greatly reduced."

Hua Qing'er pointed at a herb that was glowing with a faint purple light and said.

Song Yu observed carefully and saw crystal dewdrops hanging on the leaves of the purple cloud grass, sparkling in the morning light, as if it really contained the fairy air of the clouds.

He picked them carefully and put them into his bamboo basket.

As time went by, the bamboo basket gradually became fuller, and the two of them chatted more and more happily.

From the cultivation of spiritual herbs to the art of alchemy, from the sect's rules to the experience of cultivation, everything is discussed.

"In fact, I have always envied you cultivators outside the Huayue Pure Land." Hua Qing'er suddenly said, "Everything in the Huayue Pure Land is good, but it's too quiet.

I've been here for hundreds of years, I've been everywhere, and I'm bored to death."

Hua Qing'er looked at Song Yu and asked curiously, "Can you tell me what the cultivators on Lingwu Continent usually do? Are there any interesting things?"

Hearing this, Song Yu smiled and his thoughts drifted back to the days when he was working outside.

"Of course there are a lot of interesting things."

Song Yu's eyes flickered with memories.

“I once saw a weapon refining master who used the heaven and earth as a furnace and the stars as fire to refine a magical weapon that could fly, attracting thousands of people to come out and watch.

There are also those cultivation markets, which are very lively, with cultivators exchanging all kinds of rare materials, elixirs, and even mysterious cultivation manuals, which are dazzling. "

Hua Qing'er listened attentively, with longing in her eyes.

"It sounds so interesting! I have always lived in the Pure Land of Flowers and Moon, and I don't know much about the outside world. I really hope that one day I can go out and take a look at the scenery of the Lingwu Continent."

Song Yu smiled and nodded.

"There will be a chance."

I think, as long as Hua Qing'er really wants to, she will be able to get out.

The two continued to pick medicinal herbs while chatting, until all the herbs in the field were picked. Only then did the disciples of Huayue Sect come over and plant new herbs.

Hua Qing'er carried a bamboo basket and invited Song Yu to go back to Danxiang Pavilion together.

"Let's go, deliver the herbs, and we can go out and play today!"

Hua Qing'er said happily.

Song Yu couldn't help but wonder where she was going to play.

Hua Qing'er thought for a moment and said, "I've been around this forest and there's nothing new or interesting here. I just want to walk around and relax.

Do you want to come with me? If you are willing, I can take you out today? "

"sure."

Song Yu was worried that he didn't know enough about Huayue Pure Land. Since Hua Qing'er was willing to be a guide, he was naturally willing to go out with her.

After the two delivered the herbs, Hua Qing'er put her hand to her mouth and whistled.

As the earth shook, the spiritual beast Bai Ze that had been seen before came to Hua Qing'er.

"Let's go!"

Hua Qing'er took Song Yu and Bai Ze all the way towards the forest.

"If I remember correctly, there is a spiritual herb that has grown for a hundred years and is about to mature. It seems to be called... Forget-me-not?"

Hua Qing'er and Song Yu walked in the woods and said.

"Wangyoucao?"

When Song Yu heard this, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

In the world of cultivation, the spiritual herbs that can be called "Forget Worry" often have extraordinary effects. They can either heal heartaches or help people forget their worries. Their preciousness is self-evident.

"Yes, it's forget-me-not."

Hua Qing'er nodded, her face filled with excitement.

"This forget-me-not grows in a valley deep in our Huayue Pure Land. It matures only once every five hundred years. Its effect can make people forget all the worries in the world. It is an extremely rare treasure."

Upon hearing this, Song Yu couldn't help but develop a strong interest in this valley.

He was a very curious person, and this was such a legendary spiritual herb, so he naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity.

"Then let's go quickly. Maybe we can witness its maturation process with our own eyes."

Song Yu urged.

Hua Qing'er smiled and nodded, quickening her pace.

Bai Ze followed the two of them silently, occasionally looking around with his spiritual eyes, as if he was alert to the movements around them.