Various beasts roared continuously outside the cave, including the wails of losers and the cheers of victors, but none of these had any impact on Feng Fan. There were even several beasts that collided with the formation outside Feng Fan's cave, but in
After encountering many obstacles, these beasts fled one after another.
The sky gradually grew brighter, and Feng Fan felt refreshed after practicing all night. After stretching, Feng Fan stood up slowly. Feeling that the fluctuations of the formation were still sufficient, Feng Fan nodded with satisfaction and stopped.
Feng Fan left the cave carrying the bamboo basket and began to look around for the crystal jade in the cave.
There was a fresh breath in the air, and the surroundings were shrouded in morning mist. Through the hazy morning light, you could see a valley ahead. Feng Fan slowly approached and saw that it was filled with various medicinal herbs.
"Dragon blood, plantain, silver leaf grass..." The names of various medicinal herbs emerged in Feng Fan's mind. Whether they were common or rare, there were more than a dozen types, and each type
There are many medicinal herbs.
After releasing his spiritual consciousness, Feng Fan confirmed that there was no dangerous aura in the valley, so he quickly came to the valley and started collecting.
It was already daybreak, and the bright sunshine shone on the entire Longshan Mountain, making the mountains seem to be covered with a faint golden light. Seeing that the herbs in the valley had been collected, Feng Fan continued to move forward with his sickle and the bamboo basket.
It is almost filled with various medicinal herbs.
After leaving the valley, Feng Fan entered a dense forest and prepared to search the area again. After collecting some precious herbs, he returned to the medical center. After all, Feng Fan did not want his second uncle to miss him too much.
It was extremely quiet in the depths of the dense forest. It seemed that there was no living thing around, not even the chirping of birds. A faint floral fragrance faintly spread into Feng Fan's mouth and nose. Feeling this shocking breath, Feng Fan looked astonished.
He was shaken up and quickened his pace.
A few feet away is a green grass. This grass is about a foot tall. It is surrounded by dirt for several feet and no plants are growing. This grass seems to be out of place with the surrounding plants. There is a white plant on the grass blade.
The small six-petal flower has five purple stripes. The stamens are blue, and the shocking fragrance is emitted by this plant.
"Five-hundred-year-old purple-striped grass!" Feng Fan swallowed. Although he was in a medical clinic and occasionally saw such medicinal herbs, they were all tens of years old. Seeing the five-hundred-year-old purple-striped grass, Feng Fan
He couldn't help but let out a low cry.
The five-hundred-year-old purple grass is a priceless treasure. Because the functions of purple grass are to build muscles, set bones, renew tendons, and stop bleeding, whether a person has a fracture or a knife wound, as long as the purple grass that is more than a hundred years old is applied externally and decocted.
If the soup is taken internally, the wound will stop bleeding immediately and heal within a period of time.
As the years go by, this effect will gradually increase. If the five-hundred-year-old purple-striped grass appears in the rivers and lakes, it will definitely cause a fight, so the value of this purple-striped grass is even more precious than the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.
"You're lucky, I actually met a treasure!" Feng Fan muttered secretly in his heart.
Feng Fan was about to go to collect, when a dangerous omen suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart. Feng Fan stopped, holding the sickle tightly in his right hand, and released his consciousness. Feng Fan frowned, and he felt something dozens of feet away.
There was an aura of wild beasts. No wonder the surroundings were so quiet. It turned out that there was a ferocious beast hiding here, and Feng Fan's heart sank.
The roar of the tiger echoed all around, and a tiger about ten feet long appeared in Feng Fan's sight. Through the incomplete obstruction of the weeds, Feng Fan saw two fierce rays of light shooting out of the tiger's eyes. And the tiger was rapidly moving.
When it rushed toward Feng Fan, a powerful gust of wind was set off.
Feng Fan's pupils narrowed, and he firmly locked onto the ferocious beast that was charging at him. He clenched his left fist tightly, and inadvertently, light cyan essence flowed on its surface.
The tiger jumped up and pounced on Feng Fan from the air. Feng Fan punched out with his left fist. The tiger opened its huge mouth and bit Feng Fan fiercely. Feng Fan's arm fell into the tiger's mouth.
The tiger closed its mouth fiercely, expecting to bite off the opponent's arm as usual, but this time it was completely different. There was only a crisp sound, and the tiger seemed to bite a piece of steel. Not only did Feng Fan not suffer any harm
, but the tiger's teeth were broken. The tiger attacked from the air, and with the strength of its whole body, it finally bit the arm that was made of steel. This was the natural result. The tiger's body fell to the ground, and the teeth were broken.
He let out a long cry of pain.
Just when the tiger was about to make a move, Feng Fan passed the sickle in his right hand and made a sound. The sickle, which usually had some trouble cutting grass in Ding Zhongtang's hand, now became indestructible under the infusion of a powerful true energy, with a fierce force.
The awn cut into the tiger's neck. A blood arrow shot up into the sky, and a strong smell of blood immediately filled the air.
Feng Fan pulled out the sickle and kicked it out with his right foot, hitting the tiger's lower abdomen. With a "bang" sound, the tiger, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, flew more than ten feet away and fell heavily to the ground, overwhelming a piece of weeds. The tiger
He twitched for a moment and finally became motionless.
Seeing that the tiger was dead, Feng Fan let out a long sigh of relief. Feng Fan looked at his left arm and saw that his clothes had been torn to pieces by the tiger's mouth, but the skin and flesh were not damaged at all.
The moment the tiger bit Feng Fan's left arm, Feng Fan's left arm was protected by the rapid surge of true energy. It was this powerful true energy that made Feng Fan's left arm so hard that it even shattered the tiger's teeth.
Kai Lai. Regardless of whether it was the next sickle attack or the right foot attack, Feng Fan unconsciously concentrated his true energy into it, so it was extremely powerful. The seemingly powerful beast was no match for the cultivator. If Feng Fan
After practicing an offensive spell, even a low-level spell, this tiger has no chance of getting close to Feng Fan's body. It will be killed by Feng Fan's spell from the air when it is far away from Feng Fan.
After recalling the process just now, Feng Fan felt extremely confident about the true essence in his body. It turned out that these true essences had such huge power! Stopping thinking, Feng Fan came to the tiger, felt it with his spiritual sense, and confirmed
The ferocious beast in front of him was lifeless, so he turned around and came to the front of the purple-striped grass.
Wiping the sickle clean with wild grass leaves, Feng Fan began to carefully collect this precious medicinal herb. The collection of this medicinal herb is also quite knowledgeable, although it is not as complicated as the collection of thousand-year-old ginseng, and it is not something that ordinary people can fully master.
But Feng Fan was different. He had been helping in the medical clinic since he was a child, and often followed his second uncle up the mountain. He was very familiar with collecting medicinal herbs.