During tea time, a dazzling light suddenly came from ahead.
Tang Mang's eyes lit up, and without thinking, he quickened his pace and walked towards the bright light.
Soon, he passed through the light and came to a valley.
The valley is surrounded by mountains on all sides. The surrounding peaks are of unknown height, and the tops are shrouded in clouds and mist, making it impossible to see clearly.
If Tang Mang hadn't found the cave at the bottom of the river, he might not have been able to get here.
“Three hundred years of Ganoderma lucidum!”
"Three hundred years of royal bee grass!"
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After wading on foot and crossing a trickling stream, Tang Mang was stunned.
He never dreamed that medicinal herbs that were hundreds of years old could be found everywhere in this valley.
Although Tang Mang was born as a slave, he also knew a lot about various medicinal herbs in private. Recalling several medicinal herb illustrations he had read in his mind, he quickly recognized many precious medicinal herbs.
Looking around, you can see Ganoderma lucidum, honey bee grass, snow lotus, Polygonum multiflorum, ginseng, and various unknown spiritual fruits.
Whether it is medicinal herbs or spiritual fruits, there are too many, hundreds to say the least.
These things, such as snow lotuses, are said to be only found in ice and snow. Originally, their origins were completely different, and their growth conditions were also different, but for some reason they were all concentrated here.
"Am I not dreaming? There are so many medicinal herbs and spiritual fruits."
"Developed! Developed!"
Tang Mang was surprised and happy, dancing with joy.
If all these medicinal herbs and spiritual fruits were sold, they could be sold for millions, no, they are definitely worth tens of millions of taels of silver.
"No, it must not be sold. I can definitely use these medicinal herbs and spiritual fruits to practice. I will definitely become a master in the physical realm in a short time."
Tang Mang thought about it and decided not to sell it.
There is no other reason.
As he becomes stronger, he will naturally be able to earn more money, and if he sells all the medicinal herbs and spiritual fruits, he will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey to become a master.
Besides, he didn't dare to sell it.
After all, each of these medicinal herbs and spiritual fruits is priceless. If someone saw him selling these medicinal herbs, it would be strange if he did not seek money or even kill himself.
Picking a red spiritual fruit, Tang Mang smelled it and felt comfortable all over. He understood that the spiritual fruit in his hand should not be poisonous, so he immediately stopped hesitating and took a small bite of the pulp.
The pulp melts in your mouth and turns into sweet water as soon as it touches your lips.
Tang Mang only felt a coolness in his mouth, and before he could recover, the coolness went from his throat down to his lower abdomen, suddenly turned into a warm current, and finally merged into the blood of his body.
Suddenly, the pores all over my body relaxed and I felt indescribably refreshed.
"What kind of fruit is this? It's so magical."
Tang Mang's eyes widened, and he felt the blood all over his body was warm, as if he was soaking in a hot spring.
Soon, he was even more surprised to find that his strength was much stronger. He waved his fist at will, and there was a faint sound of breaking wind.
"There is no breakthrough in realm, but the strength has increased by dozens of kilograms!"
Tang Mang was very excited. He glanced around and found that there were more than a dozen of the same spiritual fruit in the valley. The exact year was unclear. Judging from their delicate appearance, they must have been hundreds of years old at least.
"There are so many more. If I eat them all, how much will my strength increase!?"
Thinking of this, Tang Mang grinned and smiled silly.
He was just excited, but he didn't rush to pick and devour it. He wolfed down the spiritual fruit in his hand and then walked slowly deep into the valley.
He wanted to see what was in the depths of the valley. Maybe this place was really the secluded cave of an expert, and there were many treasures inside.
Soon, he came to the depths of the valley and saw a huge blue pool in front of him.
Looking up, a huge waterfall cascades down from the place shrouded in clouds and mist above like a waterfall. A series of water splashes are like broken beads and jade. Under the refraction of the sun, the light is gorgeous.
"What a nice view!"
Tang Mang praised him sincerely, and slowly, he could smell the stench coming from his body.
It really stinks!
Looking down, he saw that he was completely black. As he ate the spirit fruit, the blood in his body became hotter and hotter, and a lot of black filth actually seeped out through the pores on his body.
"Is this? I heard from Instructor Tang Gang that those major sects have some marrow-cleansing pills. Swallowing this pill can cleanse the menstruation and cut the marrow, greatly improving physical fitness. Could it be that the effect of this spiritual fruit is the same as the marrow-cleansing pill!"
Tang Mang was inexplicably surprised. He jumped a few times on the spot, jumping two meters high, and waved his fists. He felt that his body had become much more agile, and his strength had increased by four to five hundred kilograms.
Originally, when Tang Mang broke through to the first level of the physical realm, his strength increased by dozens of kilograms. In addition, his own strength was not small. Now after eating the spirit fruit, his physical condition improved. He punched out with all his strength, and his strength reached at least seven or eight hundred.
catty.
Under normal circumstances, a warrior at the first level of the physical realm only has about four hundred kilograms of strength, but Tang Mang has seven to eight hundred kilograms!
If this punch is used, the black bear will probably die tragically in an instant.
"Haha, good! That's great! With my current strength, I can barely fight against someone at the third level of the physical realm."
Tang Mang laughed, and it wasn't until the blood in his body stopped heating that he realized what he was doing and happily rushed to the Bitan ahead to clean himself.
While cleaning, Tang Mang discovered that there was a cave behind the waterfall ahead. He was stunned, and then swam over, as strong as an ape, climbed up several protruding rocks, and entered the cave.
The cave was not too deep. It was a little narrow at first, but became wider and wider as you walked inside. Soon Tang Mang came to a huge space.
The space is five feet high and five feet long and wide. It is actually a stone chamber. The surrounding walls are inlaid with several dragon eye-sized beads that glow with white light, making the entire stone chamber as bright as day.
The interior decoration is simple, with a stone bed, a stone table and a few stone chairs.
"It seems that someone has lived here. It is indeed the cave of a certain master."
Tang Mang said to himself.
But he couldn't figure out where the owner of the stone room was.
Think about the medicinal herbs and spiritual fruits out there that are hundreds of years old!
Could it be that the owner of the stone chamber had left long ago?
Or died of old age?
"Ah, really dead."
Suddenly, Tang Mang's pupils widened, and his eyes were fixed on the corner of the stone room, where there was a piece of black humanoid ashes, which looked like it had been burned to ashes by the fire.
Taking a deep breath, Tang Mang took careful steps and slowly came to the humanoid ashes, squatted down and observed carefully.
Suddenly, he noticed the brilliance flickering in the ashes of the human form, as if there was something there.
Tang Mang was stunned, then he cupped his hands towards the humanoid ashes and said, "Senior, I'm offended."
As he spoke, he reached out and rummaged through the humanoid ashes.
After a moment, he picked up a gray ring and looked at it curiously.
"What kind of ring is this?"
Tang Mang was a little confused. Suddenly, he thought of something and said excitedly: "I heard that the owner of the family, Tang Wushuang, has a storage ring. The ring looks small, but it has a secret inside. It can store a large amount of items. Could it be that the ring in my hand is a legend?
The storage ring in!?”
Thinking of this, Tang Mang began to feel worried again.
He knew about the storage ring, but he didn't know how to use it. He couldn't help scratching his head and thinking about it anxiously.
"Damn it, how do you turn this thing on?"
Tang Mang struggled for a long time, sweating profusely, but had no clue at all. He couldn't help biting his index finger and dripping blood onto the ring.
He thought of what Tang Gang once said, that some treasures require blood to be revealed before they can be opened.