East 9th District.

In this vibrant place, an old man and a young man met, and Master Fei Dan's face was filled with joy.

"Seeking Dao, how can we delay it?"

Chen Sheng was also beaming with joy. When he first entered the path of alchemy, he could have such a kind and honest old man to lead him, and his path would go smoothly.

There is not much pleasantries. For people who share common interests, hard work is the last word.

Alchemist Fei led Chen Sheng to a spiritual grass. He didn't say a word, but his face was filled with unstoppable pride.

This is not frivolous, but pure and sincere.

Only those who are recognized can enjoy this treatment. Otherwise, given the nobility of an alchemist, he would not take you to heart and would not even bother to pay attention to you.

"This hibiscus plant is so beautiful."

Chen Sheng naturally knew that Master Fei would not drag him here for no reason.

He looked towards the spiritual grass. It was about two feet tall, with a graceful figure and a bright red flower on top, like a beautiful woman's face.

Hibiscus grass.

A first-level spiritual herb.

It's just that this hibiscus plant has grown too well and has an excellent shape, like the beauty Pingting. It is of the highest quality and is rare to find in ten years. If you leave it outside, it will be robbed by alchemists as soon as it is born.

Chen Sheng knew, however, that this was not the product of the right time and place, but was cultivated by Master Fei.

In the first volume of Lingcao Diary, the method of cultivating hibiscus grass is recorded in detail, and it also records how hard it was for Alchemist Fei to build it from scratch, which took a full year.

"anything else."

The words of admiration reached Alchemist Fei's heart. Only those who understand can know the preciousness of this hibiscus grass.

He happily led Chen Sheng to another place in East Nine District to witness his results.

"So big."

Chen Sheng was shocked again. Master Fei's alchemy method was simple and unpretentious. It was grown from the ground and contained indestructible solidity.

This time, what he saw was a marrow grass. The rhizome used in alchemy is usually finger-thick, but the one cultivated by Alchemist Fei was as thick as a child's arm.

In terms of age, it seems to be three years, but looking at the color and shape, it has about ten years of potency.

That's it.

It makes sense that Master Fei Alchemy can gain a firm foothold in the Medicine House and gain respect among the group of first-level alchemists.

"See, I planted these. Read the Spiritual Grass Diary carefully, it will help you go smoothly on the road of alchemy."

In several places, Master Fei showed Chen Sheng different spiritual herbs. Although they were of the same type, the medicinal effects they produced were completely different.

Later, he revealed his intention and taught Chen Sheng to keep his feet on the ground. A truly powerful alchemist is never aloof and spotless.

"The juniors will have a good time studying."

This good intention really shocked Chen Sheng. He was on the right path, and he should practice hard to make this journey worthwhile.

"you can."

Master Fei naturally believed it, otherwise he would not have done so much for Chen Sheng. He waved his hand and said: "Now, that corner of the area is reserved for you, go and experiment."

As he spoke, he gave Chen Sheng the hoe he was carrying and a small bag of spiritual grass seeds.

Only by applying theory to practice can you integrate knowledge points faster and grow your own high-quality spiritual grass.

"The seeds of spiritual grass are mixed together. I have to distinguish them and plant them in a suitable environment according to local conditions."

Chen Sheng followed the instructions, took the seeds, and the hoe, and went to the western corner of Dongjiu District.

He first looked at the bag and found that the seeds of the spiritual grass had been deliberately mixed by Elder Fei, apparently considering his knowledge of herbal medicine.

This was nothing. He was not lazy when studying the catalog of first-order spiritual grasses. He quickly identified various spiritual grass seeds and classified them.

Then, there is the issue of planting.

He thought for a while, and based on the pharmacology he learned from the Waste Pill and the knowledge in the Spiritual Grass Diary, he selected five kinds of Spiritual Grass seeds, a total of one hundred, and used the simplest five elements to lay out the seeds to try out his skills.

Once you have specific ideas, the next step is the hands-on part.

He carried a hoe and measured the land with his feet, using himself as the basis to determine the specific placement of the spiritual grass seeds.

After walking around in circles three times, he waved the hoe in his hand, opening holes one after another like a white bird flying across the sky and landing on the ground to build a nest.

Next.

Add base fertilizer, or sprinkle seeds directly and bury them with soil.

This step is the easiest.

"According to local conditions and knowledgeable about spiritual herbs, he already has the aura of an alchemist."

Alchemist Fei nodded repeatedly. Chen Sheng had carefully read his spiritual grass diary, and there was no mistake in planting the spiritual grass.

Among them, he also saw the shadows of Master Xi Fu and Master Fei. Some of their opinions on the alchemy path influenced Chen Sheng.

Then, together they created the foundation of a young man's alchemy.

“It’s well done and the details are remarkable.”

While thinking about it, Chen Sheng had already planted the seeds of the spiritual grass.

Master Fei saw that after Chen Sheng had done this, he didn't just ignore it. Instead, he used magic power to penetrate deep into the soil, dredge the ground veins, and put the spiritual grass seeds in an extremely comfortable state.

In this way, it took about half an hour.

"If there are any mistakes or omissions, Master Fei, please tell me directly."

Chen Sheng didn't care, patted the soil on his shoulder, walked out of the planting area, and said seriously to Master Fei.

"very good already."

Alchemist Fei affirmed: "From now on, every three to five days, you will come over and take care of your spiritual grass until it is harvested."

Under the guidance of him, Master Xi Fu and Alchemist Ding, Chen Sheng's foundation in alchemy has been extremely solid.

Given time, he will definitely become an excellent alchemist.

"I will take care of this batch of spiritual herbs until they are mature."

Chen Sheng nodded. These were the first batch of spiritual herbs he planted. Although they were not worth a lot of money, they still had a special feeling.

After that day, Chen Sheng would come over to Dongjiu District every once in a while to take care of the spiritual grass he planted and wait for the day of harvest.

Xi Fu's method of controlling fire and Master Ding's pharmacology did not fall behind, and he was speeding along the path of alchemy.

In terms of cultivation, he practiced meditation and did not dare to neglect.

In terms of magic, he mastered the Star-Severing Sword Technique, slashing at the Beichen Star every night to heighten his energy and warm up his sword intention.

Chen Sheng thought that he would continue this rhythm of life, and then start making alchemy and become a real alchemist.

until...

The arrival of Green Pearl broke his tranquility.

"Deacon Mo is gone."

She brought the news that Mo Dahai, one of the first two outer deacons who paved the way for Chen Sheng, had passed away this morning at the end of his life.

"Leaving? Let's go now."

Chen Sheng's body trembled, and the emotions in his heart went up and down a thousand times.

He didn't know what words to use to describe it.

Probably, there is a little bit of surprise, sadness, nostalgia, confusion, etc.

"Didn't you say that you still have half a year to live?"

Chen Sheng said subconsciously with his mind in confusion.

"It has been more than five months since you became the deacon of Yaolu."

Luzhu didn't know how to comfort Chen Sheng. Life, old age, illness and death were something that even a cultivator couldn't escape.

"Quick...too fast."

Chen Sheng murmured in his mouth, as many scenes seemed to pass by one by one before his eyes, and he realized that he had been practicing Taoism for twenty-six years.
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