That's not a problem.

As long as one day tomorrow, these forage grasses will grow to half a meter long.

However, there is one condition. That is, these forage grasses will enjoy full light next year.

So Lin Lang cut down the grass, which was not enough. He needed to take away the cut grass. Don't let them cover the grass and enjoy the sun.

This job is not in vain.

The reason why these forage grass attracts the herd of Tianma and makes them unable to go to the ground is that the forage grass in this valley, because the existence of the spiritual array makes them tender and juicy, very palatable, and rich in nutrition.

Most importantly, the forage contains a large number of transformable spiritual elements.

So, that's actually a kind of treasure.

The herd of Tianma is only more than one hundred, so it is impossible to eat all the grass in such a large area of ​​vigorously growing pastures.

Their consumption rate is far from keeping up with the growth rate of forage.

This led to Lin Lang having to harvest the grass every few days. The harvested grass must also avoid covering the grass.

It is impossible to burn it. There is no time to dry it, and Lin Lang doesn’t want the valley to be covered with thick smoke.

So I have practiced the sickle method with both hands. The grass is neatly fallen.

This made it easier for him to collect them. Since they were all collected, it was naturally impossible to throw them away and tie them up and throw them into the bracelet.

After Sasenba made it clear to the merchant that he used the "Phantom Stone" to exchange for the magic potion quota, Lin Lang did not give him the potion again. He also knew that he did not take it to sell it.

Lin Lang's life is still two points and one line. The valley Kachi tribe.

In addition to exchanging material exchanges with the herdsmen and giving guidance to Sasenba, his life was also very fulfilling.

Research the spiritual array, practice, cut grass, and make some magic potions. When you are bored, you will play with Tianma's tribe for a while. This is his life for a day.

This kind of life took about twenty days.

He heard Sasenba yelling at himself outside the valley.

When Sasenba saw him, he hurried forward and said respectfully: "Your Excellency, a merchant has sent the magic stone. Because the magic stone is not allowed to enter the city, he will send it to our camp directly. Look..."

"How many were sent? What quality?"

"There are more than a hundred cars in a row, all of which are powerful magic stones." Sasenba said with a smile. "We don't dare to let them enter the camp. Do you want them to send them, or do you go back to the camp?"

Lin Lang thought for a while and said, "I'll go back." The fewer people know about this valley, the better.

Fair exchange, win-win transaction.

Lin Lang was of course satisfied with the high-level spirit stones. The merchants who delivered the goods, because they sent a large amount of magic stones, had a certain profit. With twenty bottles of magic potions, they could not only get financial gains, but also use them to expand their connections. He was also very satisfied.

There is one, there are two.

Later, merchants sent "Phantom Stone" to the Kach Tribe.

Lin Lang was too lazy to exchange it himself, and handed over the full responsibility of the matter to Sasenba. He also gave him both money and potions.

He only went to the Kach tribe every seven days and took away all the things he should take away.

In this way, the amount of magic potions sold is much more than when Sasenba took to Vicasia City for sale before.

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At night, there was a jingle and knocking sound on the hills on the side of the Wuming Valley. The sound came from afar in the night of the uncovered prairie.

Wild animals in the grassland will not approach that valley because of curiosity.

That valley has a more terrifying existence than natural enemies.

But people are not included in the animals that are afraid of valleys.

Today is a crescent moon, and the starry sky on the grassland is shining brightly. A crescent moon has sunk early. The grassland is pitch black. The wind tonight is very soft and it is very comfortable to blow cool on your body.

Several black shadows ran towards the wind and followed the sound of knocking.

In the dark night, their speed was still very fast. However, the knocking sound became louder and louder, and they also slowed down their speed of progress. The cat stood up and used the grass and stones to keep approaching in seclusion.

Today's weather is very suitable for their actions.

The rustling sound of the wind blows through the grass can cover up the sound of them walking through the grass. It is located in the downwind area, so there is no need to worry that the smell will attract attention.

They heard that their target cultivation is not low, and they are a very powerful pharmacist.

Even if a pharmacist has only an ordinary person's cultivation, he is still a fearful existence.

Because, pharmacists make magic potions, which not only can only increase people. They may also be highly toxic.

A very poison that can keep the corpse of a fighter or a magician alive.

A pharmacist who knows magic or fighting spirit is even more terrifying.

They are cautious from the bottom of their hearts.

It was Lin Lang who knocked on the hill. He ran to the mountain because it was hard enough and enough stones to serve as anvils.

He needed a hard enough stone to create an anvil made of steel to create a spiritual array.

He finally got enough iron, but finally got a group of media. He no longer wanted to waste his time, so he made a blacksmith overnight.
Chapter completed!