Following Mo Yu's finger, Su Nan first spotted a field of amethyst orchids. Its leaves resembled meticulously crafted amethysts, their translucence captivating. Each leaf seemed a masterpiece of nature's master craftsmanship, its delicate veins clearly visible, shimmering with a dreamlike, mysterious light. In the sunlight, the light shifted endlessly, sometimes resembling a dreamy purple mist, sometimes a dazzling purple haze filling the sky.

The flowers are lavender and shaped like delicate bells. A gentle breeze rustles the petals, creating a clear, melodious sound reminiscent of celestial music. The sound is like the sound of a fairyland, ethereal and pure, each note imbued with a mysterious magic that instantly cleanses and purifies the soul. Listen closely, and you can almost hear the whispers of flower fairies among the blossoms, recounting ancient and romantic stories.

A few steps further, a clump of Nine Sun Grass came into view. Its stems, thick and powerful, resembled pillars supporting the heavens, conveying a sense of solidity and stability. Its entire body shone a vibrant fiery crimson, as if ablaze with flames, brimming with boundless vitality and passion. Its fiery hue, intense and unrestrained, seemed to ignite everything around it. Streaks of golden veins adorned its leaves, like dappled sunlight, dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful. These golden veins were more than mere decoration; they held within them mysterious powers and profound principles. Nine Sun Grass, it was said, possessed the unparalleled strength of ultimate yang and strength, a treasure coveted by countless cultivators. Each blade of Nine Sun Grass seemed like the embodiment of the sun, radiating a fiery energy that captured the senses of overwhelming power the moment one approached.

Next to the Nine Sun Grass, there are several Ice Soul Flowers. Their petals, meticulously carved from ice and snow, are flawless white, emitting a subtle chill. This chill isn't bone-chilling, but rather a perfectly refreshing coolness that invigorates the eye the moment they approach. The stamens shimmer with a blue light, like the brilliant stars in the night sky. Each star seems to hold endless mysteries and profound wisdom, captivating the senses. Ice Soul Flowers can instantly bring a sense of coolness and comfort amidst the unbearable heat, transporting one to a world of ice and snow. In this world, everything is tranquil and peaceful, free from the hustle and bustle of the world.

Continuing deeper into the garden, they encountered the enchanting, dreamlike Dream Vine. Its intertwined vines formed a breathtakingly beautiful scene. The vines twisted and spun like nimble snakes, or flowed gracefully like fairy ribbons. The dreamlike atmosphere evoked a sense of ethereal wonder, transporting one to a dreamland. The vine bore a dazzling array of fruits, each emitting a captivating light. Some glowed softly, like warm candlelight; others shone brightly, like sparkling gemstones. It was said that consuming the fruits of the Dream Vine could transport one into a wondrous dreamland, offering unexpected revelations and insights. In this world of mystery and the unknown, every dream could be an adventure of the mind and a journey of the soul.

In a secluded corner of the garden, several extremely rare ambergris plants grow. Their leaves are slender and soft, like green ribbons swaying gently in the breeze. The silken, ribbon-like leaves dance gracefully, as if performing a graceful dance. They exude a captivating, refreshing fragrance that possesses a magical power, instantly bringing profound relaxation to the body and mind. Surrounded by this aroma, all worries and fatigue gradually dissipate, as if carried away by a gentle breeze, leaving only inner peace and tranquility. Immersed in this tranquil and beautiful atmosphere, it's as if time has stopped, and everything feels beautiful and eternal.

Then there's the rare Empty Ganoderma, shaped like a ethereal cloud, pure and white. Its cloud-like form is dreamlike, as if ready to drift away on the wind at any moment. Empty Ganoderma exudes an ethereal and mysterious aura, as if emanating from the distant horizon, filled with the unknown and a desire for exploration. It's said to greatly enhance practitioners' understanding and perception, helping them break through bottlenecks and reach higher realms. In this ethereal aura, practitioners seem to touch the truths of heaven and earth and comprehend the mysteries of the universe.

Each sacred herb is a masterpiece of nature, imbued with boundless spiritual energy and mysterious power. They sway gently in the breeze, their leaves rubbing against each other, creating a subtle rustling sound that seems to whisper ancient and mysterious stories, waiting for those destined to hear and comprehend them. These sounds intertwine to form a natural symphony, celebrating the miracle of life and the greatness of nature.

Each of these spiritual herbs, which are over ten thousand years old, is unique and extremely precious. Su Nan didn't recognize any of them. If Mo Yu hadn't introduced them, she wouldn't even look at these insignificant little things.

"Sister, why don't we move all the herbs in this garden away?" Mo Yu looked at these herbs that would make people break their heads in the Central Region, and his eyes were full of stars.

"No rush, let's look around first, they can't run away." Su Nan was more cautious, she was afraid that she would be teleported away if she got the treasure.

Following the winding path, they slowly walked out of the medicinal garden full of magic and mystery with hearts full of nostalgia and reluctance.

As they entered the Immortal Mansion, they were instantly enveloped by a solemn, ancient, and mysterious aura. Before them lay a wide, long passage, its walls inlaid with softly glowing gemstones, illuminating the path. The gemstones shone like stars in the night sky, dazzling and radiant, adding a mysterious and enchanting atmosphere to the entire passage. The gemstones' light was soft and warm.

The passageway was paved with mirror-smooth bluestone, and every step echoed with a clear echo of footsteps. The crisp sound reverberated through the empty passage, like the echo of history, telling of the past glory and vicissitudes of this immortal abode. The walls on either side were covered with exquisite murals depicting ancient legends and mysterious scenes, evoking a sense of time travel, a journey back in time to the distant past. The figures in the murals were vivid, their expressions vivid and rich, some filled with joy, others with deep worry.

Continuing forward, they arrived at a spacious hall. A massive crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, its dazzling light pouring down like a galaxy of stars. The chandelier resembled a magnificent palace, composed of countless crystals, each reflecting a dazzling array of light. Within the hall stood rows of quaint tables and chairs, each intricately carved with patterns that evoked the immortal palace's former glory. Some of these designs were mysterious runes, others beautiful florals, each detail showcasing the highest level of craftsmanship and artistry.

In the corner of the hall stood a massive bronze tripod, its body engraved with mysterious runes, emitting an awe-inspiring aura. The bronze tripod was heavy and solemn, as if carrying the sedimentation of time and the memory of history. The runes on the tripod were ancient and obscure.

They walked through the hall and continued along the corridor, their only sounds being the sound of their own footsteps and their slightly rapid breathing. The atmosphere in the corridor was quiet and oppressive, as if time had frozen here, and everything had become still and silent.

There was a room in the middle of the corridor, the door was tightly closed. Mo Yu pushed gently with his hand, but the door didn't budge. He increased his strength, but it still didn't budge. At this time, Su Nan noticed a black dot on the door. She took a closer look and almost exclaimed, "Isn't this a camera?"

As Su Nan stared at the camera, the door slowly opened, revealing the room that was clearly the alchemy room. The room was filled with a rich, complex aroma, interwoven and blending like a unique olfactory symphony. Each aroma represented a precious medicinal ingredient, and they intertwined to create an indescribably beautiful aura.

At the center stood a massive alchemy furnace, pitch black as ink, a solemn and profound presence. Its sides were intricately engraved with dense, intricate runes. These runes, flowing and flowing, shimmered with a mysterious glimmer, imbued with the profound principles and laws of heaven and earth. That shimmer, like a firefly flickering in the night sky, was faint yet full of vitality and hope. At the bottom of the furnace, a lingering spiritual flame lingered, a faint blue hue, flickering faintly yet tenaciously, emitting wisps of heat. This heat permeated the air, imbuing one with a warm and mysterious power.

Around the room lay various alchemy ingredients. Some were contained in crystal-clear jade bottles, revealing a strange shimmer of light within, some vibrant and vibrant, others pure as water. Others were housed in ornate, delicate brocade boxes inlaid with gems and pearls, highlighting the preciousness and rarity of the ingredients. In one corner, a pile of spiritual wood lay, its clear grain and delicate fragrance making it an ideal fuel for alchemy. On a nearby shelf, rows of porcelain jars in various colors filled various precious medicinal liquids. Some shone a vibrant red, like blazing lava, while others were emerald green, exuding a refreshing aroma. There were also unusually shaped stones, said to possess special properties crucial to the alchemy process. On another shelf, strings of dried herbs hung, swaying gently in the breeze, creating a subtle rustling sound.

Mo Yu's eyes sparkled: "Sister, no matter how you opened the door, I only know that we have made a fortune!"

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