"Ancient and Strange Plants", "Fantastic Flowers in the Fairy Garden", "Lingcui Strange Talk"... Ning Zhuo read through it carefully, frowning. These are not just simple introductions to rare and rare plants, but truly profound cultivation classics, involving the planting, pruning, cultivation, seeding, etc. of many spiritual plants. Because some rare and exotic herbs are too scarce, even the author of the book has no practical experience. However, the author made in-depth deductions through solid theory. These contents are too advanced for Ning Zhuo. So much so that he had clearly seen the clear explanations in the book. However, when it comes to practical application, after deducing a few steps, he fell into a state of confusion. Ning Zhuo knew the reason. "The cultivation knowledge taught in the family school is indeed the foundation. But it is only the foundation of the foundation." "What I'm looking at now is the high-end part. There's an important transition missing in the middle, which makes it difficult for me to understand." Fortunately, among these secret records, there are Lingyin Willow cultivation plans. There is only one book among them. Although it does not involve Lingyin Willow, it also contains similar spiritual flowers that enlighten wisdom.
Of course Ning Zhuo would not follow the script. Because next, soil, water and other materials will still have to be purchased here in Wanyao Valley. Once an interested person summarizes what Ning Zhuo has purchased, in the eyes of the cultivators from the Wan Yao Sect, it is easy to guess that what Ning Zhuo wants to cultivate is Lingyin Willow. Although Ning Zhuo could not understand the principle of the plan, he was still able to compare and combine the multiple cultivation plans in the book with slight improvements. He immediately immersed himself in the world of books, spent several hours, and came up with a final plan. He showed this plan to Sun Lingtong, and Sun Lingtong couldn't make any mistakes. Sun Lingtong is also a layman in this regard. "To be on the safe side, let's use Lingyin Liu again to improve the final plan!" Ning Zhuo is also worried that mistakes that are thousands of miles away will happen. Ning Zhuo first prepared a jar of spiritual water, entered the storage cabin, and took out the Lingyin Willow. He placed the Lingyin Willow on the large jar and soaked the roots of the willow tree into the spiritual water rich in spiritual energy. This is a method he learned from the esoteric classics and can be used in emergencies. Ning Zhuo stood under the Lingyin willow tree and reached out to pat its thick and strong trunk: "Lingyin willow, Lingyin willow, I don't want to use you. But these classics are really difficult to understand. I'm worried that the ones I improved The cultivation method will harm you." "So, let's use your power to help me review it first." "I do this for you." Ning Zhuo sighed, Lingyin Liu was windless, and the wicker brushed Ning Zhuo's face. The young man in white looked up at the tall willow tree and smiled happily: "I understand, you also want a stable living environment, right? Then let's get started." With that said, Ning Zhuo took out the futon and sat down under the tree again. He took out his own improvement plan and the many secret books and classics he had obtained in exchange, and began to understand. The willow leaves broke away from the branches and fell around Ning Zhuo. The scattered jade light made Ning Zhuo look like a fairy.
It turns out that the mountain is a martial arts arena. Lin Shanshan was as light as a swallow and attacked Ning Zhuo. She waved her palms, the wind of her palms was light and erratic. Ning Zhuo's eyes were focused, and he took steps forward, sliding like a dragon, easily avoiding Lin Shanshan's palm. He came to Lin Shanshan's side, shook his fists, and the wind roared, hitting Lin Shanshan's waist and abdomen. When Lin Shanshan saw this, she turned sharply to avoid Ning Zhuo's attack, and then shot out both palms. For a moment, the shadows of her palms flew towards Ning Zhuo like a tide. Ning Zhuo was calm and unhurried, his hands were intertwined, and he used softness to overcome strength, keeping everything steady. Seeing Lin Shanshan gasping for breath, Ning Zhuo took the opportunity to step forward and punch Lin Shanshan hard, sending Lin Shanshan flying. Ning Zhuo showed no mercy and took advantage of the situation to press forward. A round of fierce offensive forced Lin Shanshan to retreat continuously. Ning Zhuo's breath was full of energy and he was full of energy. He grabbed the flaw exposed in the gap between Lin Shanshan's resistance and directly bumped into her with his shoulder. Lin Shanshan had already raised her fists in front of her chest, but was still overwhelmed by the huge force and took several big steps back. In a real confrontation, Ning Zhuo would definitely take advantage of the situation to pursue and severely injure his opponent. But now it was a sparring match. Seeing that Lin Shanshan had too many flaws, Ning Zhuo immediately stopped. "Miss Lin, are you okay?" Lin Shanshan's chest felt tight after being hit, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her face, but she was in a good mood. She looked at Ning Zhuo with a stern gaze: "Master Ning Zhuo, your progress is visible to the naked eye, it's really obvious. I still remember that when we first fought against you, you couldn't defend well the whole time, and there were many flaws." "Now, you have turned from defense to offense, and your attacks are so continuous that even I can't handle it." Ning Zhuo smiled: "All of this is thanks to Miss Lin. Playing against Miss Lin, I have many feelings about martial arts. After absorbing and learning, I made adjustments, and the improved effects were immediately apparent." "It's just...I've been feeling a little bit lately that this kind of martial arts experience has become much less intense." Lin Shanshan nodded and said, "This is normal." "First of all, the higher you go in martial arts training, the harder it is to climb. You have already reached a certain height." "Secondly, I always spar with you, and you are familiar with my martial arts and fighting style. You are already very good at dealing with my moves. Therefore, if you want to practice solid martial arts, you must have a solid foundation in basic skills. After that, keep brushing the human stakes.” Ning Zhuo showed a look of surprise. "I see." "Next, I should find someone else to practice sparring with. Only then will the training experience return to its previous state." "But, who should I choose?" Ning Zhuo looked at Lin Shanshan: "I wonder if Miss Lin has anyone she can recommend to me?" "Who is the strongest person in melee combat in the entire Wanyao Sect?" Lin Shanshan replied without hesitation: "Of course, senior brother." "His sword skills are extremely outstanding. Mr. Ning Zhuo, with your strength, you can't go through more than three rounds."
"But it's not convenient for me, Senior Brother, to meet you." The two of them rested and talked. "By the way, has there been any progress in your cultivation?" Lin Shanshan asked proactively. Ning Zhuo said: "Speaking of which, it must be you, Miss Lin. You really helped me a lot this time." "I have a good idea now, all I need are the materials." Lin Shanshan's eyes lit up and she took the initiative to ask: "If you tell me anything, I might be able to help you think of a solution." Ning Zhuo said: "As for the soil, we need Nine Color Divine Sand and Seven Treasures Spiritual Soil." "In terms of water source, we need Galaxy Spiritual Liquid." "It would be even better if there was a ten-mile spring breeze and heavenly sounds." Lin Shanshan had been listening with interest just now, but every time Ning Zhuo reported some information, her face turned paler. After hearing what happened, she quickly stretched out her hand to stop Ning Zhuo from continuing: "Master Ning Zhuo seems to have misunderstood. These cultivated treasures are either priceless or rare in the world. Even in the valley bottom medicine field at the core of my Wanyao Sect, there are only A little five-color sacred sand and three precious spiritual soils.” "There is some galactic spiritual liquid, but the starlight collected is only a few two or three stars. The real top grade requires at least thirty-six stars." "As for Ten Miles of Spring Breeze and Heavenly Immortal Sound, they are priceless and have no market. No matter who gets them, they will keep them. Only at some high-end auctions, high-level monks take them out and exchange them for other things." Lin Shanshan looked at Ning Zhuo and sighed: "Master Ning Zhuo, I have just come into contact with the cultivation method. The secret records of the classics I have learned are the highest level in our sect. It is inevitable to cause such misunderstandings." Ning Zhuo actually knew how valuable these treasures were, so he only said it deliberately to pave the way for the next request. He touched his nose sheepishly: "So that's it." "In that case..." Ning Zhuo muttered, "Then I will take the initiative to lower my requirements." "Since your sect has five-color sacred sand and three treasures of spiritual soil, I wonder if I can share some of it with you." "Even if it's the galactic spirit liquid that absorbs the light of two or three stars, I still need it." "As for the spring breeze of ten miles and the sound of heaven's fairy music, although there is no such thing, is it possible for the spring breeze of two or three miles to have sweet and wonderful sounds?" Lin Shanshan blinked: "It is indeed possible..." Obviously, it is very difficult to get hold of these treasures. But compared with the previous one, it doesn't seem unacceptable. Lin Shanshan still felt embarrassed and frowned slightly. She looked at Ning Zhuo. Ning Zhuo stared at her with clear eyes. She dodged, not looking at each other, and was about to express the difficulties involved. My Buddha Heart Demonic Seal! Life hangs on a thread!
The next moment, Lin Shanshan said: "Hey, Mr. Ning Zhuo, I will try my best to get some for you." "Miss Lin, I thank you for your help." Ning Zhuo sighed, stood up, bent down, and bowed deeply. Lin Shanshan gritted her teeth: "I can only say that I will try my best." Ning Zhuo said: "Miss Lin, this is my business, but you have always helped me. I am willing to actively cooperate with you, and I will try my best to bear all the financial expenses. It's not like that, let Miss Lin give me an advance. " "Forget it, you come with me." Lin Shanshan led Ning Zhuo and left the martial arts arena, looking around for her fellow apprentices, elders of the sect, etc. to raise funds. The specialty of Wanyaomen is a variety of medicinal herbs. The disciples are generally good at cultivation. Lin Shanshan came to plead and discuss in person, and most of the disciples, even though they felt quite embarrassed, finally borrowed the treasure without holding their noses. Ning Zhuo naturally also paid a huge amount of spiritual stones and many other treasures. The role played by Lin Shanshan is extremely crucial! Even if Ning Zhuo had the resources, without this relationship, it would be difficult to exchange for what he urgently needed at the moment. Even if they can be exchanged, they will be slaughtered a lot and the price will be much higher than the normal price. After being alone, Ning Zhuo returned to the cave and entered the Wandering Dragon. In the spiritual planting cabin, Ning Zhuo took a deep breath and officially started the construction.