Seeing Zhang Yang's heart-wrenching look, Fang Laoer's lips raised and smiled even happier:

"We are now located in the perimeter of the Ten Thousand Mountains, and there are many spiritual herbs here. However, one thing to note is that spiritual herbs with better quality may be protected by some monsters."

Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat.

A monster? It's a trick!

With his current strength, it’s nothing to encounter a second-level monster, but if you encounter a multi-level monster or a third-level monster, it will be troublesome.

"Of course, you don't have to worry too much. There is no precious existence among these spiritual herbs. As long as you are not lucky enough to be out of heaven, you will not encounter monsters above level three. I think you can deal with it."

Old Mr. Fang comforted him a few words and sighed when he said this:

"If I hadn't been in poor health, I should have done my job myself... Now, I can only leave it to you. If you hold these two things, you can keep you safe."

Old Man Fang said, handing over an amulet and a jade slip.

"When I encounter danger, I will rush there immediately; when the amulet is hung on my body and attacked by a level 4 monster, I can guarantee that you have a stick of incense stick. This period of time is enough for me to get to you... In this periphery, I believe that you may be nearly zero in the event of a level 5 monster."

Zhang Yang took it quietly, hung the amulet on his body as he said, and put the jade slip into the bag of things.

Zhang Yang had three bags of storage hang on his body, which were simply unconcealable.

Fortunately, Old Fang was not very interested. I think in his opinion, it is impossible for a wandering corpse equivalent to a cultivator in the human Qi Refining Stage to have anything good.

"Okay, go! No matter how many spiritual herbs you collect, you will come back before dawn."

After the explanation, Old Man Fang closed his eyes.

Zhang Yang hugged his fists and bowed, turned around and left.

...

After escaping for dozens of miles, Zhang Yang stopped, thought for a while, and picked up the amulet on his neck.

This is a small jade ball-like existence. Zhang Yang's spiritual sense invaded and was quickly bounced out and could not go deeper.

Zhang Yang clamped his fingers with his fingers, and his fingers were slightly pressed. The jade ball was very strong and there was no damage. However, Zhang Yang did not dare to use too much force. According to the old guy, this is a good thing that can withstand the attack of a level 4 monster for one stick of incense. If it is damaged, it will be a loss.

Helplessly, he could only hang it around his neck again, and with his spiritual sense moved, he took out the jade slip again.

I released my spiritual sense and scanned it and found that it was no different from ordinary jade. I couldn't help but exclaim.

The spiritual consciousness was released again, and this time it had to be carefully scanned, almost bit by bit, and still couldn't feel anything.

Zhang Yang's face was already filled with surprise:

"According to what Mr. Fang said, he could feel it by crushing this jade slip, which means that there must be his spiritual sense in this jade slip. But I can't feel it at all?"

Zhang Yang's face changed continuously. He put away the jade slip and used his spiritual sense to check his own **. He also found nothing. He couldn't help but sigh and could only give up temporarily.

Even though I knew that the Jade Sword and the other person's spiritual consciousness were on my body, I couldn't check it out, so I wouldn't mention this depression.

Now Zhang Yang's biggest impulse is to escape immediately and run as far as he can.

The Divine Horse Spirit Grass and the Divine Horse Legacy, go to his!

Your own life is the most important thing.

However, Zhang Yang knew that Fang Laoer must have made some mark on him. Even if he threw away the jade slip and amulet, he could not escape Fang Laoer's tracking.

If you can't find where the mark is, you will definitely be caught and will only make the situation worse.

"Wow! What about it! Let's take one step at a time! I don't know all about the spiritual herbs I'm looking for. Some of them are full of spiritual power. I think it's necessary for Old Fang to recover from his injuries; but some are rich in the power of yin and cold, which should be beneficial to me. No matter what purpose Old Fang is for, it seems that there is no intention to take my life in front of me."

Zhang Yang could only comfort himself, let go of his spiritual sense and began to search in the mountains and forests.

According to Fang Laoer, this place is like the ancient tomb that Zhang Yang was originally staying in, and is also in a mountain range called "100,000 Mountains", and it is also an outer area, but it is just a relatively remote location.

After spending midnight, he found several kinds of spiritual herbs, collected them, and put them in a bag of storage.

During this period, I met several wild beasts and killed two of them, allowing the zombie puppet ghost servants and myself to suck blood. As for the monsters, no matter their strength, Zhang Yang avoided them in advance after meeting them and did not provoke them too much.

This is the first day of coming out. Zhang Yang's principle is to focus on conservatism and spend the most time on understanding spiritual herbs.

Zhang Yang is not familiar with spiritual herbs, but with spiritual consciousness, he can also determine their quality based on the fluctuations of spiritual power.

"The spiritual power fluctuations of these kinds of spiritual herbs I picked are not much stronger than those of ordinary herbs. Although there is no comparison, I know that this should be the lowest-level existence."

"Also, Old Man Fang has requested a huge number of these spiritual herbs... It can be seen that their quality is indeed not very good. Even so, I spent all night and only found these..."

Zhang Yang secretly analyzed that he had a certain understanding of the difficulty of collecting spiritual medicines.

However, he did not intend to bring all these spiritual herbs to Old Man Fang, but took out half of them, found an empty jade box and put them on, and buried them under a crooked tree.

Then he clapped his hands and returned to the cave as if nothing had happened.

...

Old Man Fang took the pile of spiritual herbs, frowned casually, and quickly stretched out again.

However, this small action has been accurately captured by Zhang Yang, who is deliberately paying attention to it.

"On the first day, it's good to find these; but it's a pity that these elixirs are not complete. Let's continue tomorrow!"

Old Fang took out a jade box and put away the spiritual herbs.

Zhang Yang hugged his fists and retreated, hiding in a small corner of the cave, closing his eyes to rest.

Old Man Fang started meditating and practicing.

...

The next night, Zhang Yang still went out.

However, this time, instead of collecting spiritual herbs completely, he went around the mountains and forests and hunted a fire-scale armored cow, sucked away most of the essence and blood by himself, let the ghost servant suck out half of the essence and blood, and then began to use his skills to temper his body.

No matter what conspiracy Fang Laoer has, as long as he is stronger, he will have more chances of survival.

It was not until dawn that the ghost servant took back his blood coffin, came to the place where the spiritual herb was buried yesterday, took out the jade box, and saw that the spiritual herb was still intact, so he put it in the bag of things with satisfaction, and accelerated toward the cave.

Just as Zhang Yang left, a figure turned out from the shadow of a tree not far away, and his face was extremely gloomy.

"Hmph! No wonder I only found so many spiritual herbs in a day, but I dared to play tricks with me. However, no matter what tricks you play, I can't get out of my palm. It's just to delay time, just to make you die two days later."

Old Man Fang snorted coldly, turned into escape light and headed towards the cave from another direction.

...

Zhang Yang returned to the cave to meet, and Old Man Fang took the spiritual grass quietly and even praised it for a few words.

In this way, Zhang Yang was looking for spiritual medicine while waiting for an opportunity to practice.

Due to his powerful spiritual sense, he could always avoid danger in advance when encountering danger. In addition, there were no powerful monsters around him, so he had never encountered any dangers.

Even though Zhang Yang deliberately reduced the efficiency of finding spiritual herbs, the number of spiritual herbs has increased day by day.

One day more than a month later, when Zhang Yang handed over a batch of spiritual medicines again, he found that there was a large pit more than one meter deep in the middle of the cave.

The side walls of the pit are all made of stone; in the pit, there are sticky and sludge, which is bubbling.

Old Fang was standing by the side of the pit, looking at Zhang Yang with a smile.

...

Thanks to Shunfeng Yingui (588 coins), illegal prosecutor (100 coins), and Piaomiao Yunyin (100 coins).
Chapter completed!