It is the kind of plant that is similar to Mandela grass.

Gu Feng's eyes lit up and he asked:

“Where did these things come from?”

"Cai...the one from...the mountain." The young man's tone was weak.

Seeing this, Gu Feng took out a bottle of small Guangming potion from his backpack. After thinking for a while, he did not choose to let the young man take it directly, but instead unscrewed the bottle plug and applied it as an external medicine to directly apply it to the injured part of the young man.

Even so, the effect was extremely obvious. The blood that was still spraying on the thigh stopped immediately under the action of the potion. The young man only felt a coolness in the wound. However, the ancient wind could clearly feel the strong magic fluctuations in the place where the medicine was exerted.

The most serious injury to a young man is bleeding in his legs and major arteries. If he is not stopped in time, he will soon die.

Even though the Xiao Guangming potion had obvious effect, the bleeding was stopped and a layer of membrane began to grow in the wound, the blood that had just been lost could not be replenished for a while.

The large amount of blood loss made the young man look very weak, but the magic of Gu Feng taking out the bottle of potion made him look so shocked that he widened his eyes. He touched the wound on his leg with some disbelief, then looked up at Gu Feng, struggled to get up, and was about to kneel on the ground.

"You are welcome!"

Gu Feng reached out to stop him.

The young man was indeed weak. After a while, he struggled for a while, but he couldn't get rid of it. He sighed and said with gratitude in his tone:

"Thank you for saving your life! I, Cao Wenlong, will remember it for the rest of my life. Do my benefactor want fake ginseng? There are still many in our village. If my benefactor has time, I hope to be a guest in our village. Give me a chance to repay me."

Cao Wenlong also saw that Gu Feng had been staring at the plants, so he spoke out.

"Fake ginseng? Are you saying... there are many of these plants in your village?" Gu Feng directly ignored Cao Wenlong's second half of the sentence and asked back with some excitement.

"Yes! Two acres of fake ginseng planted on the hillside behind our house. I wonder if it is enough for the benefactor?" Cao Wenlong's tone was still a little weak.

"Two acres? Enough! Enough! Take me there!"

When Gu Feng heard this, he almost jumped up.

Two acres!

Two acres of similar Mandela grass - that is, the fake ginseng mentioned by Cao Wenlong.

Mandela grass is an extremely precious plant even in the magic continent. Its biggest feature is that it can absorb oxygen in the air and moisture in the land, as well as other trace elements, and then emit magic elements.

To put it bluntly, ordinary plants absorb oxygen, moisture, nutrients, and then emit oxygen through photosynthesis. Mandela grass emits magic elements after a certain effect!

Think about the importance of magic elements to magicians, and you will know the preciousness of Mandela grass.

At the same time, the rhizomes of Mandela grass are also an excellent medicinal material for making recovery agents. Mandela recovery agents are also extremely popular on the magic continent. Even for great magicians, the Mandela recovery agent with a purer concentration can be traded as hard currency.

Of course, because Mandela can create magical elements, unless it dies naturally, most people are reluctant to make it into a recovery agent.

The existence of the similar Mandela grass seen by ancient style has been sensed, and the effect is not as good as that of Mandela grass, but it also has its general and above effects. If it can be planted in large quantities...

Gu Feng's eyes began to become hot.

"good!"

Cao Yunlong agreed. He was obviously a very grateful person. Seeing that his benefactor was interested in what he said, he immediately became much more at ease. He struggled and was about to get up.

"I'll do it!"

Gu Feng said, reaching out his hand to support Cao Yunlong.

"Thanks!"

Cao Yunlong was a little stunned and did not refuse. With his current state, he could not walk at all. If he insisted on refusing to help, he would seem pretentious.

Gu Feng nodded secretly about Cao Yunlong's attitude, feeling that it suits his appetite.

The ancient style is twice as powerful as ordinary people, and the occasional assistance of wind magic is to support someone. It is not particularly difficult to shuttle through the jungle.

After spending an hour and looking through the two hills, my eyes suddenly became clear. In a small canyon in front of me, a triangular plain was allocated in a small canyon, which looked about a few miles in a radius. It was backed by the hillside, and more than a dozen families were located here in an orderly manner.

This is a small mountain village that is almost isolated from the world, quiet and peaceful. As we approach the village, the ancient Feng felt that the magic elements in the air began to become more and more active. The richness even began to catch up with the magic continent.

The ancient style stared at the hillside behind the village. A large area of ​​dummy ginseng, and the colorful leaves danced in the wind. The ancient style could even sense that the magic elements they emitted spread to the surroundings as the leaves swing.

"My benefactor, that's the fake ginseng I planted." Cao Yunlong said, pointing to the hillside.

"Walk!"

Gu Feng couldn't wait, but it was difficult to leave Cao Yunlong alone, so he could only help him speed up.

As soon as I approached the entrance of the village, an old man came over. He was wrapped in a blue and white towel on his head, a cigarette holder in his mouth and rolled up his trouser legs. He looked like a typical old man. He was carrying a long hunting rifle in his hand.

It was originally swaying and very leisurely. Seeing Cao Wenlong being helped back, he was stunned and immediately his eyes narrowed and rushed over in a hurry.

For a moment, Gu Feng felt the old man exuding a tiger-like aura.

This old man is not simple! His strength is even far above the current ancient style.

Gu Feng felt a little nervous and began to regret whether it was the right choice to follow Cao Wenlong so recklessly.

What Gu Feng dislikes the most is to let himself be in an environment that is not under control - even if the other party seems to be a friend. On the magic continent, Gu Feng has seen many cases of his fellow disciples killing each other for the sake of profit.

If this old man is malicious, Gu Feng feels that he is even in danger of death.

Fortunately, the old man obviously cared about Cao Wenlong. Before he arrived, he shouted:

"Wenlong, what's wrong with you?"

"Grandpa!" Cao Wenlong shouted weakly.

Twist!

Grandpa Cao's dragon and tiger steps look strong in the eyes of ordinary people; Gu Feng can see that this is a good player who has practiced strong kung fu - of course, this expert is compared to mortals. In the eyes of real magicians, mortal martial arts are nothing.

However, for Gu Feng's current level of a magician intern, a mortal martial arts master is enough to take his life.

"It was that group of poachers. This is my benefactor. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have come back today." Cao Wenlong looked at Gu Feng with gratitude.

Grandpa Cao looked up and down at Cao Wenlong. When he saw that Cao Wenlong's injury was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief. However, when he found the big wound on his leg, his eyes flashed with surprise.

Looking at Gu Feng again, his eyes were filled with questions:

"You also cured this wound?"

"Yes!" Gu Feng nodded and did not deny it.

"Yeah! OK! Very good!" Grandpa Cao nodded and exclaimed, "You saved Wenlong's life and are the benefactor of our Cao family. Please come in quickly!"

"Grandpa, my benefactor is very interested in the dummy ginseng on our hillside and wants to go and take a look first." Cao Wenlong naturally knew what Gu Feng thought and said immediately.

"Fake ginseng? OK! However, Wenlong was injured. The old man wanted to go back and help him check his injuries first. He can't accompany you in person for the time being. I hope my benefactor will not blame us for not knowing how to be grateful." Grandpa Cao said in a straightforward tone.

"Grandpa Cao is polite. My name is Gu Feng, and my grandfather can just call my name from now on. As for saving Cao Wenlong, it just happened to meet him." Gu Feng looked like he was not worthy of his merits, which made Grandpa Cao nod secretly.

"Very good! I like the boy's character." Grandpa Cao said, turning his head and shouting at a house next to the village:

"Erniu! Erniu!"

"Oh, come on! Grandpa Cao!"

With a response, a strong young man pushed open the door and rushed out of the house.

"Oh! Brother Wenlong, what's wrong with you?" Erniu rushed over anxiously when he saw Cao Wenlong.

"It's okay! I was ambushed by those poachers and had some lottery tickets." Cao Wenlong was very weak, but waved his hand with a smile on his face, indicating that he was in good condition. "Thanks to this Gu Feng brother, he is my benefactor. If it weren't for him, my life would have been given today."

"That group of poachers? It's really hateful! If I meet them next time, I will definitely not be able to spare them." Erniu clenched his fists, his face full of indignation.

Turning to Gu Feng again, he immediately showed gratitude, "Brother Gu Feng, you saved Brother Wen Long, that is, my Erniu's benefactor. Just give me any instructions in the future, and I Erniu will definitely have nothing to say."

"Brother Erniu, you're welcome. I just happened to meet him." Gu Feng still had that faint tone, not even taking credit for himself.

"Gu Feng is very interested in the dummy ginseng from Wenlong. Erniu, take him to see it and greet him well." Grandpa Cao said.

"But, Brother Wenlong..." Erniu showed a hesitant look on his face.

Grandpa Cao immediately glared:

"It's enough for Wenlong to have me. Do you stay? What can you do if you stay? Do you know how to decoct medicine or bone joints?"

"Hehe, grandpa, don't be angry, I'll go now!" Erniu smiled silly, "Brother Gu Feng, let's go!"

"Okay! Brother Erniu is here to go." Gu Feng nodded.

"Brother Gu Feng, don't be polite. I just said that you are Brother Wenlong's benefactor, that is, my Erniu's benefactor. Don't say that you just lead a way for you, it's okay to sell me to you." Erniu's breasts slapped.

Gu Feng looked at Erniu's tendon flesh and felt a chill. This person was sold to me... I don't have the tendency to be a gangster, brother.

Say hello to Grandpa Cao, and the two left and headed towards the back mountain.

ps: Thank you for the reward of Jin Guiguan for his indecent reward (100 coins).
Chapter completed!