From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

This time, the goal is to go deep into the mountains to find those rare and precious medicinal herbs. This task may take at least half a month.

There are many valuable items in the mountains, including many rare herbal plants. These herbs have extremely high medicinal value and can treat various diseases and even save lives.

After making preparations, Yingchuan and the old man went up the mountain to collect herbs.

Yingchuan and the old man walked along the winding mountain road, carefully observing the surrounding environment along the way. From time to time, they stopped to study some strange plants to determine whether they were the required medicinal materials.

In a valley, they found a herb with a strange aroma. Yingchuan carefully dug it out and put it in his backpack.

After spending a few days in peace like this, they collected a lot of medicinal herbs, but they were still a long way from their original goal, so the two decided to search separately.

Yingchuan took the map and compared it with the surrounding terrain from time to time. He collected medicinal herbs when he found them, and did not encounter any danger along the way. After walking for two days, he had gone deep into the mountains and reached the edge of the map.

There was no idea what dangers lay ahead, and there was no record of them on the map. Yingchuan was thinking whether he should move forward or not, not knowing what to do next.

Forget it, let’s go. With my current strength, there won’t be much danger as long as it’s not a tiger, bear or wolf pack, Yingchuan made the decision.

It was indeed very peaceful at the beginning, except that the herbs here were obviously growing better than before, and the trees were more lush. However, Yingchuan thought this was normal and didn't care too much.

Time passed quickly and it was dark in the blink of an eye. Yingchuan also prepared to rest.

However, at this moment, a sound was heard in the forest, and it was unknown what the sound was. This made Yingchuan concentrate instantly and take a defensive posture.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and Yingchuan looked around nervously. Suddenly, a huge black shadow rushed out from the woods. Yingchuan looked closely and found that it was a huge wild boar!

It probably weighs about a thousand pounds.

The wild boar bared its fangs and pounced towards Yingchuan. Yingchuan dodged to the side, quickly unsheathed the dagger in his hand, and stabbed at the wild boar.

The wild boar nimbly avoided the attack, turned around and rushed towards Yingchuan again. Yingchuan moved his feet and started a fierce fight with the wild boar.

After a hard fight, Ying Chuan finally found the wild boar's weakness and stabbed it in the vitals. The wild boar fell to the ground, twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

Ying Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off his face. This sudden battle made him realize that there were many unknown dangers hidden in this mountain range. He packed his bag and continued to move forward, becoming more alert.

However, the sound rang again, very close, only a dozen meters away. Suddenly, a tiger roar sounded, and a tiger even larger than the wild boar rushed out.

Yingchuan suddenly felt a little desperate. What was going on? Just now a big wild boar came, and now a tiger came.

However, he did not run away directly, as running away would mean giving away his head. It was better to slide. He picked up the torch and waved it, roaring, trying to force the tiger back.

But it was obvious that the tiger was very hungry, so it pounced on him directly. Ying Chuan rolled over and narrowly avoided it, then ran away without looking back. The tiger missed its pounce and felt a little angry, so it chased after him.

Looking at the tiger getting closer and closer from behind, Yingchuan felt a little angry. Damn, if he had known there was such a big tiger here, he would never have gone deeper.

In a few minutes, the tiger caught up, and just when it was about to catch Yingchuan, Yingchuan missed a step and fell into a big hole.

The tiger circled around the cave, but the chamber was not big enough for it to enter. After waiting for a while and seeing Yingchuan coming up, it took the wild boar and left.

Yingchuan in the cave was not injured. He was waiting for the tiger to leave. However, he wondered why there was such a cave here. It seemed like it was dug by humans, so he went in to take a look.

At first it was very narrow, but after walking a few dozen steps, it suddenly became open. Yingchuan saw an ancient coffin and thought it was the tomb of a landlord.

Although there was only one coffin in the tomb, Yingchuan did not leave. He decided to open the coffin. It would be a waste if he didn't come. What if there was something valuable in the coffin?

He pushed open the coffin lid, revealing the true face of the tomb owner. The gorgeous clothes on his body had long since deteriorated, but he did have some jewelry and a small bag on his body, which were taken by Yingchuan. There were also two books next to the body, one was untitled and the other had "Hou Tu Jue" written on the cover.

Could it be that this was the tomb of an immortal cultivator? He was not too surprised. When he first saw the option of magic power in the nameless book, he knew that this should be a world of immortal cultivators.

He opened the nameless book and found it was a diary. Who would write a diary? Ying Chuan complained, but he still

Content: My parents were originally farmers. When I was six years old, an immortal came and changed my life. He tested the spiritual roots of the children in the village, but most of them had none. When it came to me, he found a single earth spiritual root, which meant that I could practice immortality.

The immortal was very disappointed, because now the spiritual energy of the world is very abundant. The more spiritual roots one has, the more one can cultivate and the stronger one will be. However, if one has only one spiritual root, one can only cultivate quickly, but the achievement is destined to be not too great.

However, my spiritual roots met the standards of a menial disciple, so they accepted me.

After taking me to the mountain gate, the immortal left.

After I received the uniform of a menial disciple, I received related tasks, such as mining, and I received ten spirit stones every month.

During this process, I met a lot of people who were in similar situations as me and quickly became familiar with them.

I stayed here until I was ten years old, and my realm reached the ninth level of Qi Refining. Nine is the extreme number, so the next step is to build the foundation.

I was full of confidence and thought I could build a foundation before I was fifteen, but the facts slapped me in the face. Building a foundation and refining Qi are two completely different things. In five years, I tried to build a foundation several times, and each time I failed. (Because of the setting, I increased the difficulty of the major realm upgrade by dozens of times.)

After several failures, I began to try another method of foundation building, Foundation Building Pill. I spent a month asking around and finally found out the price. The lowest price on the market was 50,000 spirit stones, but the actual price was much higher than that.

When I heard the price, I was somewhat desperate, because I knew that if one had only one spiritual root and had not established a foundation before the age of thirty, the rest would be impossible.

I have only saved a few hundred spirit stones over the years, and that was by living frugally.

But I kept saving. In the past ten years, I did all kinds of jobs. When I was twenty-seven, in order to collect enough spirit stones as quickly as possible, I took a somewhat dangerous mission. I spent money to kill an evil cultivator in the ninth level of Qi training. Since he only had two spirit roots, he was not very dangerous to an outer sect, so I got this mission.