"No..." Yunfeng shook his head. "This is the altar of our Divine Deer Clan. You are not orcs of the Divine Deer Clan, how can you come in?"

"Then we don't know," Feng Xiaoxiao spread her hands, "We came in with Mo Huai. Have you seen Mo Huai?"

"He came in too!" Yunfeng was even more shocked. "How could your family enter someone else's altar?"

"We didn't want to go in either. Maybe your ancestors called us in," Feng Xiaoxiao said speechlessly.

"Alright, maybe you have wood-related abilities, and our ancestors made a mistake," Yunfeng waved his hand. "Have you dug the herbs? Xiaoxiao, don't you have a space? Help me save it."

"Sorry, the space can't be opened," Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the pile of herbs. She also wanted to dig them, but the space couldn't be opened. She silently cursed the system again.

"Ah?" Yunfeng scratched his head. "Okay, then you guys help me hold them, and I'll give you some when I go out. This is the first time I've seen so many herbs." He turned around and continued to work.

Feng Xiaoxiao came closer and asked, "You've never been to this altar before?"

"The altar is an entrance. Of course our tribe has been here before. This is a treasure left to us by our ancestors," Yunfeng pinched the roots of the ginseng grass and dug it out carefully.

"Is that so? Then your ancestors were quite powerful," Chi Qingqiu said.

"Of course, we are the Divine Deer Clan, a clan with healing abilities. If it weren't for our poor fighting ability, we wouldn't have been bullied like this," Yunfeng dug out the entire ginseng grass and breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Xiaoxiao was quite interested in this medicine valley. Now that she had heard the news from Yunfeng, she felt even more relieved. Mo Huai must be fine here. That child had always loved herbs, so he must have gone there happily.

"But this is the first time I've seen a medicine valley so large," Yunfeng dug up another ginseng herb. "I have to go out and tell the tribe leader tomorrow morning to let the tribe members come in to collect herbs."

"Do you know how to get out?" Feng Xiaoxiao also helped to dig ginseng grass, while Chi Qingqiu followed behind obediently and helped to get the herbs.

"I know. Just go to the altar at the entrance. I'll take you there later," Yunfeng said.

Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, "Then hurry up. When Yi Ming wakes up and can't find me, he'll be worried."

"I know, I know," Yunfeng said, "Xiaoxiao, can you give me a few of those baskets? I think they're great for storing herbs."

"Sure," Feng Xiaoxiao pulled a handful of vines, "This can be woven. I'll teach you."

"Okay," Yunfeng was very motivated at this time. With this basket, he could carry more herbs out.

Chi Qingqiu also sat down to help. His cooking skills were always good, and he made one quickly.

Feng Xiaoxiao asked as she did so, "What's going on with this altar? Did your ancestors know how to form formations?"

"Formation? It was lost long ago," Yunfeng was busy with his hands and explained to Feng Xiaoxiao.

"Only the clan leader can activate the formation. He activates it twice a year to collect herbs for us. As for other things, he doesn't know. This medicine valley was left by our ancestor, the deer. It is said that our ancestor once followed the beast god and conquered all corners of the world, but those are legends from a long time ago, and we don't know much about it."

"Is there a fault too?" Feng Xiaoxiao murmured.

"Xiaoxiao, what did you say?" Yunfeng didn't hear clearly. He had already woven a basket in his hand. It was his first time and the result was pretty good.

"Nothing," Feng Xiaoxiao came back to her senses, "Do you have any other stories about our ancestors? Tell me about them."

"Hmm..." Yunfeng recalled, "Not much. We only know that the Shenlu tribe was once blessed by the female goddess, and our fertility was not bad. But later, for some unknown reason, the female goddess fell, and everyone's fertility declined. The tribe leaders of all generations tried many methods, but to no avail."

"This is a common phenomenon in many tribes," Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sigh. Indeed, the current beast world is experiencing a generational gap. If she hadn't formed a partnership with Qingcheng, she would have been trapped in a murky environment, with many strange things that couldn't be explained. Even now, there are still many things she doesn't understand.

"But you said a spiritual spring appeared in the southern continent. I'm going to go look for it," Yunfeng thought. "Where did you find it?"

"I don't remember, it was just a small pond. I was injured at that time, so I don't know clearly," Feng Xiaoxiao said.

"Okay, Xiaoxiao, think about it again," Yunfeng wanted to know where the spring was. If they found it, it would be of great help to their medical skills. Furthermore, according to legend, the spiritual spring could improve the physical fitness of women, which everyone was eager to obtain.

"Hmm..." Feng Xiaoxiao pretended to recall carefully, "There are some tribes nearby, with foxes and sheep..."

"Okay, when I go to the Southern Continent, I will definitely look for it carefully," Yunfeng made up his mind.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't respond. She didn't know what happened to the seeds she had deliberately left behind. She hoped they would be helpful to the females.

As for here, it is actually not impossible to stay in the Medicine Valley for a while, but it is a pity that she can't open the space now.

Mo Huai was in a sea of ​​consciousness, with all kinds of knowledge pouring into his head, making him feel dizzy.

After Yunfeng finished making the baskets and filled them with herbs, Feng Xiaoxiao checked the time and realized it was almost time to get up. The three of them, carrying several large baskets, arrived at the entrance Yunfeng mentioned.

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the waterfall and asked, "You mean we can get out by jumping over this waterfall?"

"Yeah," Yunfeng, who was carrying a large basket on his back, with one hanging on each of his antlers and one in his mouth, nodded to Feng Xiaoxiao.

"You first," Feng Xiaoxiao said politely, reaching out to support the drowsy Chi Qingqiu beside her. The child was still drunk.

"Yeah," Yunfeng nodded and jumped into the waterfall.

"boom--"

"Uh--"

With a loud bang, Yunfeng fell into the water in an extremely painful posture, and all the baskets on his body fell off.

Feng Xiaoxiao used vines to salvage several baskets, and looked at Yunfeng who was unconscious, and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she didn't hit him, as it looked really painful.

Yunfeng saw stars, and his originally beautiful deer nose seemed a little crooked, which showed that he had been hit hard.

Feng Xiaoxiao lifted the beast out of the water, took out some herbs from the basket, crushed them and applied them on Yunfeng's swollen head, "Yunfeng, wake up."

Yunfeng paused for a moment, then touched his head in disbelief, "Xiaoxiao, I..."

"Maybe you remembered the wrong way."

"Impossible...hiss~" Yunfeng was a little excited, "We all got in like this."

"So what do we say now?" Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at the waterfall. She had long sensed that, while there was nothing dangerous in this valley, it was like a trap. It wasn't that she hadn't considered breaking it, but she had walked for a long time with Chi Qingqiu and hadn't found a point where the trap would be located. She had no idea how big this place was.

"Hmm..." Yunfeng was depressed. The ancestor had harmed me. "Let's wait for the clan leader and others to find us."

"Forget it then. As you said before, this isn't the time for the altar to be opened."

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