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Hanyue Qingning opened the stone gate and saw a female cultivator in white standing at the entrance of the cave looking at her with a smile.

"You are?" Hanyue Qingning asked suspiciously.

"I am Zhihe, the servant boy of Muyue Pavilion, and I was ordered to deliver the items needed by the Beimai medicine boy to my junior uncle." Zhihe laughed.

This Zhihe seems to love to smile, with curved eyebrows and fair skin, very cute, Hanyue Qingning nodded, "Oh! Then come in!"

As soon as Zhihe entered the cave, she screamed, and Qingning asked, "What's wrong?"

"Little uncle! Your cave is so beautiful." Zhihe praised, she walked to a screen, and was amazed by the fairy patterns painted on the screen, and the furnishings here are all high-end products, even if she I have never seen it in Muyue Pavilion!

Han Yue Qingning followed her gaze to see the picture of flying immortals, and immediately thought of her master Rong Jin, "Uh, it's just that some things from the original residence have been moved here, don't make a fuss!" Said, but she was also flattered.

"I'm sorry, Junior Martial Uncle, I was rude just now." Zhihe's fair face turned a little red, she took a peek at Hanyue Qingning, and thought, in fact, Junior Martial Uncle is the real beauty!

"Nothing!" Hanyue Qingning replied lightly, since she is the uncle!You can't lower your style, this demeanor is somewhat similar to Rong Jin's.

Only then did Zhihe walk around the table and took out a storage bag, "This is a jade slip that records some classics on plants and trees, and the rules that medicine boys should abide by are also written on it. In addition, I brought daily necessities, but Little Martial Uncle has already set it up here, so I won’t take it out to spoil your eyes.” She took out a jade slip from her storage bag and put it on the table, then hung the storage bag back to her Around the waist, it seems that the baby is extremely precious.

"Hmm!" Hanyue Qingning is at the Great Consummation of the Spiritual Realm. She can see the cultivation base of monks who are lower than her, and see that Zhihe in front of her is only at the mid-stage of the Upper Human Realm. She is a little surprised, because The minimum requirement for the medicine boy in Beimai is also the spiritual realm!But when she thought that Zhihe was just a servant boy, it became clear.

"By the way, Uncle, the timing for you to come to Beimai is just right. The annual Beimai Secret Realm will open in three days. At that time, all Beimai medicine boys will be able to enter. No registration is required. Just bring your own identity jade slip with you. When the secret realm is opened, people can be automatically teleported in if they are in the northern vein!" Zhihe said with a smile.

"Well, I see, thank you very much!" Hanyue Qingning nodded, she knew that the Beimai Secret Realm was a huge medicine field, and there were tens of thousands of plants and plants in it, as well as many rare medicinal materials from ancient times, which are now extinct. Of course, all the herbs in the medicine fields in the secret realm are virtual, and the medicine boy can observe and even smell the herbs, but they cannot touch them or take them away. The secret realm is only for the medicine boy to know more about plants and trees. Settings, never changed.

"Then I'll go first, little uncle, take a look at the jade slips yourself when you have time!" Zhihe said, looking at Hanyue Qingning's outfit, the envy in her eyes was very obvious.

"Well, good!" Hanyue Qingning nodded, thinking, people in Beimai are easy to get along with!

At night, Hanyue Qingning did not sleep. She carefully read the jade slips sent by Zhihe. The jade slips only recorded the shapes and growth environments of [-] common plants and trees. I remembered it once, and after reading it, she took out the ancient jade slips of the sixth-generation patriarch. When her consciousness entered the ancient jade slips, she was once again shocked by the thought power of the sixth-generation patriarch, and that power of thought seemed to be It was transferred to her, making her desire to become an alchemist even stronger, as if becoming an alchemist had become her own obsession.

Hanyue Qingning herself also realized this, so she quickly settled down and didn't stop at those few words. She jumped over and went directly to the notes of the sixth-generation ancestor.

Jiuxiao's records are much more detailed than the jade slips sent by Zhihe, and even wrote down his own feelings and the possibility of the accompanying herb, and there are tens of thousands of types, which made Hanyue Qingning's eyes shine again. Come out.

However, she has no foundation after all, and it is particularly difficult to read the ancient jade slips of six generations of ancestors, because the intricate relationship between plants and trees cannot be relied on only by memory, so she reads very slowly, and after reading dozens of plants and trees , she felt extremely tired, because her mental energy was exhausted.

An hour later, she only penetrated fifty kinds of herbs. Although it is a simple herb for refining the spirit-gathering level, her penetration is thorough. No matter how these fifty kinds of herbs change in the future, they will not be able to escape her eyes.

"Hey! I'm so tired! I miss the Lingquan of Yuxiang Pavilion so much!"

Hanyue Qingning put the ancient jade slips on the table, stretched her waist, tapped her aching head with her hands, and turned her eyes to her big bed, wanting to lie down and sleep comfortably.

However, she didn't sleep, but sat on the bed and meditated cross-legged all night. There was not enough spiritual energy here, so she had to take a few pills and meditate to restore her spiritual and spiritual power.

The next day, early in the morning, Hanyue Qingning packed herself up, opened the stone gate of the cave, and walked out.

Her cave is a little bit lower on the mountainside. I learned from Zhihe's jade slips that not all medicine boys have to work in the medicine fields in the valley. Tong, either to familiarize himself with the properties of medicinal materials, or to plant herbs and hand them over to the sect in exchange for spiritual stones and elixirs needed for cultivation. In the northern vein, every monk is like sailing against the current. Make sure that you learn the knowledge of vegetation and strive to be promoted to alchemist as soon as possible, and at the same time, you must also ensure that your cultivation base can also be improved, otherwise their lifespan will not be able to keep up.

Hanyue Qingning snorted softly, and patted the three storage bags hanging on her waist. She has 100 million Lingshi!So there was absolutely no need for her to plant spirit stones, but she still walked all the way to the valley, she wanted to get acquainted with everything in the northern vein as soon as possible.

The news that Xiaozu Rongjin's disciple Hanyue Qingning came to Beimai has been spread for a long time. According to the rumors, Beimai Zhixiu could easily guess her identity. Along the way, the drug boys who met her were very respectful to her , Seeing the little martial uncle and other honorific words, she felt a little flustered, every drug boy was at least a hundred years old, and her status and seniority were so high, she had to be called the little martial uncle, but after meeting her, All the drug boys would gather behind her and discuss in a low voice.

After many times, she was also curious about what they were talking about her. At the corner of a mountain road, she stopped and raised her cultivation base to eavesdrop.

A drug boy said: "Look at the little uncle who is showing off his wealth! He is so rich!"

Another responded: "Yes, yes! There are three storage bags hanging on her waist, three! Or three high-end storage bags! My God! God knows how many good things are in them!"

Another one patted his ordinary storage bag: "Hey! Who is so lucky! My ordinary storage bag has been with me for hundreds of years, and I am reluctant to change it, and it can only hold the things of one cabinet. !"

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After hearing this, Han Yue Qingning's complexion gradually became weird.

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