Alien Science Cultivation

Ni Fang's face was as frosty as ice. Her delicate features were now as cold as jade, completely calm, yet her heart was filled with confusion and shock! If what he said was true, would the elements of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning actually fear him? This was simply unbelievable.

Are the beasts and birds in the second and third rooms also afraid of him? What a deterrent! In the fifth room, it seems to present an inverted world. Ordinary people without special physical conditions can only see a gray area! As for the fourth room, it is a stone tablet, but there are also words engraved on it? Why can I only see the stone tablet but not the words? Even if he can see the words, the stone pillar still does not glow. Is it necessary to decipher the consciousness of the words on the stone tablet? Is he still illiterate, or those words do not belong to the Xuanwu Continent... If what he said is true! Then his talent can be called a natural talent. How can Qingshan Sect keep him? How can those major sects agree?

If he truly was a natural or monstrous talent, what a huge impact on the future of Qingshan Sect, Qingshan Town, and even the entire Xuanwu Continent... Ni Fang suppressed the restlessness in her heart, which surged like a raging tide. She tried to calm herself and said calmly, "Since you've agreed to work in the medicine garden, you'll look after it for me and learn from me how to grow herbs and how to practice medicine. You'll help the villagers prolong their lives and cure their illnesses... You'll undoubtedly be respected and live a happy life. It wouldn't be a bad thing. The path to immortality requires a struggle not only with others but also with the heavens... It's cruel and ruthless, with murderous intent lurking everywhere..."

Cultivating immortality is a dream for ordinary people, but it's also a prison for those who cultivate it. They see through life and death, disowning their relatives, all for the sake of a chance to become immortals! It's tragic and lamentable... Although Zhang Qiang understood Ni Fang's meaning, he was still deeply disappointed. He felt like an autumn leaf hit by frost, withered and listless. Because he didn't have the physique to cultivate immortality, he had basically lost his chance to return to Earth. But considering his own problems, he naturally wouldn't let his emotions affect others. At that moment, Zhang Qiang's gratitude to the girl was truly beyond words. He couldn't help but bow deeply, "Thank you for your kindness, young lady. I will definitely live up to your trust..."

"Don't call me girl... fairy or anything... call me Ni Fang."

"Yes...Miss Ni..."

"Hehe..." Hearing this, the girl couldn't help but laugh, and no longer hesitated...

Then, Ni Fang nodded slightly and sauntered out the door. Her figure was as light as a swallow, her clothes flowing, like a fairy descending to earth. Zhang Qiang didn't dare to slack off and hurried to follow. They walked along a quiet bamboo path, surrounded by tall and straight bamboos, the leaves rustling in the breeze. Along the way, Ni Fang, intentionally or unintentionally, asked Zhang Qiang about his past. Her voice was gentle and crisp, like a clear mountain spring. "Have you ever been to school? Can you read...?"

"I have never been to school. My ancestors have made a living by farming and fishing..." Zhang Qiang responded truthfully.

Ni Fang raised her eyebrows slightly, not out of disgust, but because it confirmed why Zhang Qiang saw the text in the fourth room but could not recognize a single word.

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"There's also Master Yao in the medicine garden. You can learn some Xuanwu Continent characters from him! They'll be useful in your future medical practice and herbal medicine cultivation!" Ni Fang couldn't help but advise, then looked off into the distance, as if lost in thought...

"Yes..." Zhang Qiang responded in a low and respectful voice.

Along the way, Ni Fang walked briskly, head held high, her white robe fluttering as she moved through the bamboo forest, drawing many glances. Those glances were filled with awe, envy, and curiosity. Zhang Qiang had some self-awareness, but at this moment, he felt like a worthless person! Perhaps, for the rest of his life, he would remain insignificant in the eyes of those people! Perhaps it was out of inferiority, or perhaps it was guilt! He had disappointed the villagers and failed to keep his promise to Xiaohua. There was another secret of consciousness. Could he, a mortal, truly unlock it? Zhang Qiang's head dropped even lower.

After walking along the bamboo forest path for half a day, I finally saw a few stone houses halfway up the mountain, along with a neatly laid-out plot of land. A variety of plants swayed gracefully in the breeze, as if performing a joyful dance. As I approached the houses, a man in his forties quickly emerged from a stone house and respectfully saluted Ni Fang. "Saint," the man said, his voice filled with reverence and awe.

"Well! Uncle Yao, there's no need to be so polite. This is the person assigned to you this year. From now on, you two will take care of each other and take good care of the medicine garden! Just tell the mountain patrol guard if you need anything. His name is Zhang Qiang, a cowherd from the mountains. Teach him to read in your free time, and let him master the art of planting as soon as possible! That way, you can take time off to go down the mountain to visit your relatives or return home to become a miracle doctor in the mountain village, show your talents, do some practical things for the village, and reunite with your family... Of course, you can also stay, it's all up to you..." Ni Fang's words were clear and full of concern.

"Thank you for your kindness, Saint. I, Yao, will do my utmost to complete the task entrusted to me by you..." Old Yao said as he knelt down and kowtowed to the girl! It seemed Old Yao had been waiting for these words for a long time, and today he finally had the chance. Indeed, such a large medicinal garden with only one person to guard it would be lonely and lonely for a long time. Ordinary people would naturally miss their loved ones! Moreover, he had the ability to be a miraculous doctor, but nowhere to display it... Finally having the opportunity to return to his hometown, how could he not be excited? Not only did his kowtow become more resolute and powerful, it also showed his inner excitement...

After Old Yao stood up, Zhang Qiang quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully to him. "Uncle Yao, please take care of me and give me guidance in the future! I'm so grateful..."

"Brother Zhang, you are too polite. From now on, you can just call me Lao Yao or Brother Yao. In this blessed land of immortals, I dare not regard myself as a senior... It will shorten my life... It will shorten my life... Haha..." Lao Yao said with a warm smile on his face.

"Okay, Brother Yao!"

Ni Fang gave the two of them a few words, fetched some herbs, and left alone. Only then did Zhang Qiang and Lao Yao relax, each recounting their own histories. Lao Yao, despite having joined the Qingshan Sect at eighteen, had married and had children by seventeen. He'd been here for nearly twenty years, and he felt a deep sense of homesickness. He finally waited for Zhang Qiang to arrive today to learn and take over, beaming with joy!

Several dishes were specially prepared for dinner, along with medicinal wine! The dishes were delicious, and the aroma of the medicinal wine was tangy. All night long, Zhang Qiang kept talking non-stop until midnight, when he finally fell asleep drunk! Although Lao Yao's wine was quite good, much better than anything Zhang Qiang had drunk in the village, it was still a far cry from the immortal wine of his senior brother. Therefore, to Zhang Qiang, it was like water! After Zhang Qiang settled Lao Yao down, he didn't hesitate to find the best stone house, cleaned up a bit, and went to bed.

Looking up through the window, the twinkling stars in the sky resembled gems set against the black canopy. A gentle breeze blew into the stone house, bringing a touch of coolness. It flowed through the herb garden in front, whispering softly... and the already exhausted Zhang Qiang drifted off to sleep. Over the next few days, Old Yao devoted himself to teaching Zhang Qiang how to classify herbs, their properties, and how to cultivate high-quality medicines... and so on. He probably hadn't said as much in over a decade as he had in those few days! He also had the patrol guards bring him several books in the Xuanwu Continent's common script, and he diligently taught Zhang Qiang how to read and write. Although he had also been taught by the previous herb garden master, his knowledge wasn't limited, but it was enough to get by. To ensure Old Yao could reunite with his family as soon as possible, Zhang Qiang studied day and night. The Xuanwu Continent's script is similar to that of every civilization's earliest forms, primarily pictographic. Zhang Qiang learned incredibly quickly, and Old Yao was deeply impressed, and even more grateful! He knew Zhang Qiang was studying tirelessly, partly for him, and partly for reasons only Zhang Qiang knew... After a few days, Zhang Qiang gained a deeper understanding of the Xuanwu Continent from the records in the books! Xuanwu Continent got its name because it resembled a basalt tortoise when viewed from above! To the east lay an endless dark forest, while to the west, south, and north lay a boundless dark ocean! Xuanwu Continent was vast, stretching tens of millions of kilometers in length! Zhang Qiang speculated that Xuanwu Continent might only be a small part of the planet, perhaps with numerous plates like Earth, though undiscovered. Perhaps for some reason, the people of Xuanwu Continent could not leave, and those outside could not enter, resulting in the continent's civilization being confined to the records of this continent, with no other relevant records. Or perhaps Zhang Qiang's access to books was limited... He couldn't help but look forward to Ni Fang's return, so he could find a chance to ask for advice!