I Am Xianfan

　　 Su Chen stayed alone in the thatched cottage, smelling the sour smell in the thatched cottage, he couldn't help but wrinkle his nose, immediately rolled up his sleeves, and cleaned up the inside and outside of the thatched cottage, as well as the pots and pans.

　　 After that, he worked swiftly in the herbal medicine field, fetching water and fertilizing the ten-acre field, clearing the weeds, and loosening the soil by the way.

　　 This is similar to doing farm work, just don’t hurt the roots of the herbal medicine. Different kinds of herbal medicines have different cultivation methods, which requires a certain knowledge of herbal medicines.

　　 patrolled the thorn fences around the herbal medicine fields, and they were all tied tightly to prevent the hares and mountain rats in the dense forest from coming in to eat the herbs.

　　 After finishing these tasks, Su Chen knew well about the medicinal materials in this ten-acre field.

　　 Dozens of herbs are planted in this ten-acre field, which are mainly divided into three categories.

　　 The first category is all kinds of medicinal materials for common typhoid fever, illness, and traumatic injuries. They were all sold in the drugstores of the Wang Gang in the thirteen counties of Wu County, so naturally there is no need to say more.

　　 The second category is the body-tempering herbs needed by third-rate martial artists to practice lower dantian. It can be further subdivided into blood, tonic, bone, skin, marrow, etc., which are subordinate medicinal materials.

The third category is the second-rate, first-class martial artist's cultivation of dantian, which is indispensable for cultivating the essence and strengthening the qi. The most common ones are ginseng medicine, lotus seed, astragalus, etc., which are middle-grade and top-grade medicinal materials, and the higher the age. The more valuable it is.

　　The medicinal materials used for cultivation are mainly used by middle and high level members of the Yaowang Gang, or sold to other big and small gangs in the rivers and lakes in exchange for silver.

　　 There are counts for every herb in the field, and Zhou Mi's eyes are recorded in the herbal medicine account book. The Yaowang Gang’s punishment is extremely strict, and the methods are much more powerful than those of the government. Naturally, there will be no disciples who would dare to beat these herbs.

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　　 At ten in the afternoon, Su Chen finished his work, boiled rice with sauce in the boiler of the thatched house, and ate it, and then began to study his Shangdantian.

　　 This is the most important thing, for him, it is much more important than guarding the medicine garden.

　　 Su Chen tried to practice "Turtle Breath Jue" and wanted to enter the upper dantian to see if his cyan little light group primordial spirit had changed.

　　 However, Su Chen was disappointed.

　　 After he ran the "Turtle Breath Jue" silently, he took a nap in the thatched house, which was quite sweet, and he was very energetic after waking up.

　　 It's a pity that I haven't reached the limit of dantian at all.

　　 Su Chen tried several times, but all ended in failure.

　　Su Chen was so convinced that even though he had entered the Dantian once, he still couldn't rely on this "Turtle Breath Jue" to close his six senses and enter the Dantian again.

Su Chen couldn't help thinking about it. The last time he was in the lake at the foot of the Qionglong Mountains, he was bitten by a golden ring viper. Under his grief, he shed bluestone tears. He also ate half of the wild ginseng. Finally, he was swallowed by the big fish monster into the belly of the fish. Run the "Turtle Breath Jue".

　　 It was in those very special circumstances that he accidentally closed the six senses, broke into the upper dantian, and found the soul and spirit mountain.

　　 Now I want to enter Shangdantian again, but it is not so easy.

　　 Thinking of being poisoned by the golden ring viper last time, he was swallowed by that fish monster and almost became fish food. Su Chen's heart was lingering because of the danger, and he didn't dare to try such a dangerous experiment easily.

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　　 The hill is quiet, and the days pass by.

　　 Su Chen wakes up early every morning and works diligently and swiftly. It only took two hours to pick more than ten pallets of manure and sprinkle it on more than ten acres of herbal gardens. He also finished the chores of weeding and loosening the soil.

　　 It took two hours to practice martial arts in the morning. If the martial artist does not use herbs to help strengthen the body, two hours of practice per day is the limit. Forcing the practice to continue will only hurt the bones and bones, but it will do more harm than good.

　　 While going to bed at night, after Su Chen silently transported the "Turtle Breath Jue", at most two hours would be enough to regain his energy, and he couldn't fall asleep even after sleeping too much.

　　 In this way, I was free for a long time in the afternoon and evening.

　　 Su Chen sat withered in the thatched cottage, staring at the herbs in the ten acres of medicinal fields in front of him, idly daze.

　　 The task of guarding the medicine field is really boring.

　　 can't leave either, so as not to break into the fence by bobcats, hares, etc., or be stolen.

　　 Once the herbal medicine is lost, the guard disciple will be fined or even punished by the handyman hall in severe cases.

　　 After a few days, Su Chen finally realized why the young senior brother in front was so depressed and bored, and even being deducted from his wages, he was unwilling to entangle with Zhou Mie too much. There was an impatient feeling of relief when he left.

　　 Being guarded in this lonely herbal garden for three full months, with nothing to do, it will indeed make people extremely depressed and irritable.

　　 Su Chen sat cross-legged on the mat, feeling dazed, thinking wildly in his mind, not knowing what to do.

　　 If you can buy a copy of the low-level martial arts secrets of the Cangshu Pavilion to practice, you can pass the long and boring time.

　　 But he was penniless and couldn't afford it. It takes at least three months to take care of the handyman in the herbal medicine field and earn 900 copper coins to be able to afford a book of low-level martial arts in Cangshuge.

Su Chen really wanted to use this free time to study Shangdantian and Yuanshen, but the past few days repeatedly tried "Turtle Breath Jue" but couldn't get into the Niwan Palace, which made him quite annoyed and disappointed, and had to give up this idea. .

　　 "Find something to do, otherwise you will be suffocated."

　　 Su Chen thought wildly.

　　 At this time, he suddenly remembered the vision after he had fallen bluestone tears by the lake.

　　 Every time I shed tears, the teardrops fell on the ground, and then quickly solidified into small bluestones, just like ordinary stubborn stones, and I have never found any special effects.

　　 was put in a small linen bag next to him as a souvenir.

　　 But the tears were different this time, two drops of green tears fell directly into the lake.

　　 may have been diluted by the lake water, not solidified, and drifted away, producing a strong alluring fragrance, attracting the deep-water lakes to boil and scramble for food.

　　 "How can my tears have a fragrance and cause such a big movement...Could it be that this green tears has any special hidden benefits that will attract thousands of fish to fight for food!"

　　 Su Chen pondered, deeply felt that there was a big problem.

　　Since the scent of Qinglei can attract thousands of fish in the entire lake, even the terrifying fish monster is also attracted, is it a very rare and magical thing, right? !

　　 When Su Chen thought of this, he couldn't help but have a strong idea.

　　 He intends to experiment to see if Qinglei has any other magical use.

　　 I can't enter the Dantian now, and cannot study the role of Yuanshen and Lingshan. But bluestone tears are relatively easy to get, and he can get it as long as he shed tears.

　　 Before, Su Chen didn't dare to let himself cry easily. That was because there was no medicine to replenish vitality. After a serious illness, the vitality was extremely weak and would lose his life.

　　 Now it is different. Su Chen took out most of the 20-30 year old wild ginseng medicine from his arms. He picked it from the deep mountains last time. He only ate the remaining small part, and most of it did not eat.

　　 There are most of the wild ginseng, which is enough to ensure that he will not die of illness due to the flow of bluestone tears.

　　 Of course, Su Chen learned the lesson from last time and didn't dare to eat wild ginseng raw.

　　 There are a pair of pots and pans in the thatched hut where you can make herbal soup.

　　 Su Chen caught a titmouse in the dense forest of the back mountain, plucked its hair, and cleaned it in the water of the back mountain stream.

　　 I picked up some firewood in the mountain forest again, set up a fire on the kang, cut the ginseng medicine into slices, boiled a large bowl of **** and wild ginseng soup with the **** in a pot, broke a small piece of salt and threw it in to add flavor.

　　He used a big wooden bucket to pick up a bucket of clear mountain and stream water from the mountain stream in the back mountain, ready to receive bluestone tears.

After Su Chen was ready, he held the big wooden barrel and cried vigorously~www.NovelMTL.com~ He had seldom cried in his life, and after a few dry howlings, he found that he could not cry at all, even if It's pretending to be heartbroken, but it's useless.

　　 Su Chen couldn't help but squeezed several of his thighs severely, and a cell was swollen and red, and he screamed in pain.

　　 but still can't cry, just unable to squeeze out half a tear.

　　 Why is this happening?

　　 Su Chen stayed for a long time, and finally reluctantly gave up this invalid attempt. "Oh, I don't flick when a man has tears, just because I haven't reached the point of sadness! It seems that I have been depressed too hard these years, I can't even cry."

　　 I couldn't shed tears, so the experiment naturally couldn't be carried out.

　　 It's a pity that half of the wild ginseng was wasted for nothing.

　　 Su Chen regretfully drank the big bowl of **** and wild ginseng soup, which replenished vitality.

　　 This bowl of nourishing soup can't be wasted, it is still very good for the body. After drinking the ginseng medicinal soup residue and the overcooked **** meat, the belly is warm and melted, and the medicinal power of wild ginseng gradually radiates into his body, nourishing his body.

　　 The sky at Yaowang Villa dimmed.

　　 The sun sets, and the stars change. I don’t know how long it has been. In the middle of the night, the stars are sparse in the night.

　　 In the thatched cottage, Su Chen lay bored on the ground, holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth, looking at the herbal garden under the stars, looking bored.

　　 It is hard work to guard the herbal garden, and it can make people suffocated to death.

　　 Su Chen turned over and was touched by the small stones in the cloth bag around his waist, a little painful.

　　 He was stunned, suddenly turned over, and patted his head.

　　 "Oh, why am I stupid? There are more than a dozen small blue stones in the small cloth bag! Even if you can't cry, you can try them!"