() My father has been friends with his three uncles for more than ten years. Every time, they would go up the mountain to collect herbs together, then search for the herbs alone, and then go back down the mountain together.

This pattern is very common in the town. Firstly, everyone has a companion to look after each other. Secondly, it is to show peace.

For example, if everyone gathers here before the sun sets tomorrow and no one sets, then it will be fine. Everyone will go home happily. However, if no one comes back when the sun goes down, then something may have happened...

Everyone will tell the news to each other's house and look for it.

While Mu Yun followed his father, his eyes widened as he looked around for valuable herbs. This requires experience, vision and luck.

An hour later, apart from the Yunfeng grass picked earlier, the father and son had nothing more to gain.

"Is luck so bad?" Mu Yun gritted his teeth and said unwillingly.

He followed his father to the mountains to collect medicines, just because he wanted to collect more precious medicinal materials in exchange for Mingyuan to buy medicine for his mother to strengthen the body's origin. This was related to his mother's life, how could he not be anxious?

"Don't worry, look for it slowly! You can always find it..." As if he could see Mu Yun's anxious mood, his father, Mu Ling, comforted him.

"Um."

Mu Yun took a deep breath, and suddenly thought of the magical power of observing qi. Everything in the world has luck, so medicinal materials must also have luck. Can precious medicinal materials be found with luck?

Thinking of this, he started to try, and directly activated his qi-gazing magical power. Suddenly, his eyes were filled with flowers, everything was blurry, and he couldn't see clearly. In fact, it was not that there was something wrong with his eyes, but the qi emanating from the surrounding plants.

That is to say, the clear air blocked his sight.

Seeing the white air rolling in front of him, Mu Yun understood that everything in the world has its own destiny, and they are all different.

He kept scanning his surroundings, and suddenly, he saw other colors of pure air rolling in the white air.

"The color of a person's luck reflects the level of cultivation, so what does the color of a plant's luck reflect?" Mu Yun's heart moved, and he stood up and walked towards a ball of red air not far away in front of him.

Soon, he came to Chise Qingqi.

"Eh? It's actually White Rainbow Grass?" Mu Yun said in surprise.

"White rainbow grass?" When Mu Ling heard Mu Yun's call, he couldn't help but ran over. Looking at the white grass covered by weeds in front of him, he said in surprise: "Yun'er, you are really my father's lucky star.

Ah, this white rainbow grass is so hidden, I didn’t expect you to find it.”

Mu Ling couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised. This white rainbow grass was of high quality and had very high medicinal value. There was absolutely no problem in selling it for one hundred Ming Yuan.

One hundred Ming Yuan is a huge amount of money for a family like theirs.

"Dad, come here quickly and see what kind of herb this is?" Mu Yun squatted on the roots of a big tree five feet away, carefully looking at the black grass in front of him, and called out.

Mu Ling was not in a hurry to pick the white rainbow grass. He leaned next to Mu Yun and looked at the black grass. He frowned and said, "This grass is a bit familiar..."

"What herb is it?"

"Let me think about it..."

Mu Yun nodded, thinking about whether he had seen any information about this kind of grass.

Suddenly, I heard Mu Ling yell: "Be careful, this is dark grass, it is highly poisonous."

"Dark mysterious grass? Poisonous grass?" Mu Yun broke out in a cold sweat. He was secretly glad that he didn't touch this grass rashly just now, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Yes, this is the dark mysterious grass. Such a small grass is enough to poison a cow. Don't touch it!" Mu Ling shouted.

"Well, no touching, no touching..." Mu Yun continued to back away.

"I will come here to collect it later. Although it is a poisonous weed, it can be sold for more than a hundred yuan..."

Mu Ling asked him to pay attention to his safety, and then went to pick white rainbow grass.

While his father was picking the white rainbow grass, he activated his qi-watching power and searched around. A quarter of an hour later, he felt dizzy, which was a sign of using his qi-watching power too much, and he stopped immediately.

But at this moment, he found three more valuable medicinal herbs.

After resting for a long time and picking the herbs with his father, they set off in the previous direction. They walked very slowly along the way. Because of his lack of energy, it was very difficult for him to activate his qi-viewing and magical powers. He could only recover a little.

I tried to search for a while, but the effect was not good.

"I don't have enough energy to use the qi-watching magical power for a long time. What should I do?" Mu Yun said unwillingly. He has the ability to find precious medicinal materials, but he doesn't have enough energy to support this ability. How can he not

urgent?

Suddenly, there was a sudden spin, and his consciousness returned to the mysterious space. This surprised him because he had only encountered this situation when he saw Jin Ye during the battle. At this time, when he entered the mysterious space, there seemed to be something wrong.

This magical power made him focus on the jade leaves.

A desire!

He had a strange feeling that the jade leaves were about to be used!

"Use!" Mu Yun's consciousness emitted fluctuations, and the jade leaves disappeared almost at the same time.

His consciousness retreated from the mysterious space. Mu Yun looked at the direction. A call that seemed to come from the depths of his soul surged out, making him want to go to the front left. It seemed that there was something important there.

Waiting for him.

"Dad, let's go this way!" Mu Yun pointed to the front left and said.

Mu Ling frowned, "I've been walking in this direction for half a month, and almost all the medicinal materials have been collected. Let's go to the right!"

"No, let's go this way!" Mu Yun insisted.

"Then...okay!" Mu Ling felt relieved when she saw how determined her son was. He was able to pick four or five good medicinal herbs worth three hundred yuan, which was far beyond his expectation. He accompanied his son on the road.

Once in a while, it doesn't matter even if you can't catch anything.

Mu Yun breathed a sigh of relief and walked ahead to lead the way, following his own feelings.

Half an hour later, Mu Ling stopped Mu Yun and said, "Take a break before leaving!"

The father and son took out the dry food and ate it with water.

"I've been searching this area for half a month, and I've already collected all the medicine I can," Mu Ling said.

Mu Yun nodded. He understood that his father didn't want him to take detours, but the more he walked in this direction, he felt very happy, as if something good was waiting for him.

"Hey, let's search again, maybe we can find something good." Mu Yun said with a smile.

Seeing his son's persistence, Mu Ling said nothing more.

Now he has time to "have fun" with his son.

Half an hour later, they came to a small valley, and the call deep in Mu Yun's heart became clear.

"Is it nearby?" Mu Yun looked around, but found nothing after a while. At this time, more than an hour had passed since he used Yuye, and he felt that the call deep in his heart became blurry.

"Does it mean that the ability of jade leaves to bloom can only last for one and a half hours?" Mu Yun's heart moved.

no!

"Time is tight, we must find that item as soon as possible!"

Mu Yun endured his headache, activated his qi-gazing powers, and scanned his eyes carefully. After a while, he suddenly pointed at the roots of a big tree and called out: "Dad, look quickly, is this blood ginseng grass?"

Under the tree roots covered with green spots, a dark red grass suddenly came into view.

"Blood ginseng grass?" Mu Ling was also excited. Blood ginseng grass is a high-grade herb. A one-star Xuan-grade herb is worth about three thousand yuan. This is a real huge sum of money.

"Let me see!"

Mu Ling suppressed her excitement, carefully approached it, observed it carefully, and then carefully smelled the smell, and said excitedly: "Yes, this is blood ginseng grass!"

"How old is it? Will it contain blood ginseng?"

Mu Yun licked his lips and was also excited. An ordinary blood ginseng grass is worth more than three thousand yuan, but if the blood ginseng grass is more than a hundred years old, the roots of the blood ginseng grass absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and are densely distributed on the main root.

The branched roots and numerous root fibers can be called blood ginseng.

The newly formed blood ginseng, that is, the century-old blood ginseng grass, is extremely valuable and can be exchanged for tens of thousands of yuan.

It was this temptation that made Mu Yun couldn't help but ask.

Mu Ling shook his head, "I have been collecting medicinal herbs for nearly twenty years, and I have never seen a growing blood ginseng. I have seen dried blood ginseng, so I can't tell the difference."

"No matter, let's take it out carefully," Mu Yun said.

With his father's consent, Mu Yun took out various tools and began to clean the soil next to the blood ginseng grass. His movements were unusually skillful. These were skills he had learned over the years and were taught deliberately by his father because he was afraid of him.

There is no hope of cultivating immortals, but you can have the ability to collect herbs.

Mu Yun did not disappoint his father. Although his qualifications for cultivating immortals were limited, his ability to collect herbs was no longer inferior to his, so his father agreed with him to take out the blood ginseng grass.

Half an hour later, Mu Yun dug out the entire blood ginseng grass, including the clods of soil. However, he felt a little tired. This was because he was afraid of accidentally destroying the blood ginseng grass and had to concentrate for a long time.

It was caused by spending a lot of energy.

"Put it carefully!"

After giving instructions to Mu Yun, his father picked up a small brush and carefully brushed away the clods of soil, using gentle and soothing movements.

An hour later, a half-foot-long blood ginseng grass with countless tiny roots was cleaned.

"This...is this blood ginseng?" The two father and son looked at the blood ginseng grass in their hands, unable to conceal their excitement in their eyes. The countless tiny roots were dark red in color, darker than the color of blood.

"Two hundred years old, this blood ginseng grass is two hundred years old!" Father shouted as if giving an order.

"Hiss! Two hundred years old? Doesn't that mean this herb is worth ten thousand yuan?" Mu Yun took a breath of air.

Mu Ling shook his head and said with a smile: "No, it can be sold for at least 25,000 Ming Yuan!"
To be continued...