After a while, an old man in linen clothes walked out of the inner room. Except for the communicator on his wrist, he looked like the costumes of an ancient elder.

He slowly walked to Chen Ping, squinted his eyes and said, "Lingcao Tang has no guests for a long time."

After saying that, the old man raised his head and finally opened his eyes from his thick white eyebrows.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Chen Ping carefully, and murmured: "It looks like it, it does look like it."

Song Ke also imitated the old man to look at Chen Ping's face, but could not see anything. Then he asked the old man with a confused look on his face: "What do you look like?"

It was really uncomfortable to be watched back and forth by the two of them. Chen Ping said helplessly: "It's almost OK."

"Ahem... My name is Kong San, you can also call me Old Man Kongshan."

The old man came back to his senses first and introduced himself to Chen Ping.

"My name is Chen..."

"His name is Chen Ping!"

Chen Ping was interrupted by Song Ke again, and saw that she did not have any repentance, so she slapped her in the back of the head.

"Give me a good time to stop." Chen Ping said.

"Just talk, what's the most fierce thing? Huh."

After saying that, Song Ke ran aside, afraid that Chen Ping would slap her again.

The old man smiled and said, "Hehe, it's so good to be young."

The moment I came to Lingcaotang, Chen Ping decided to dig clues here, and then said: "Mr. Kong, it's still late. I don't know if there are any empty rooms in Lingcaotang. I want to study here."

“Yes, yes.”

After saying that, Kong San took Chen Ping deep into the corridor, "Come on, please come here."

Kong San arranged a guest room for Chen Ping and signaled that Chen Ping could go around by himself, and then continued to go there.

Seeing that Song Ke had jumped to the bed first, Chen Ping sneered and said, "I won't leave?"

The originally neat mattress was wrinkled by Song Ke's twisting back and forth, and he yawned and said, "I'm tired, I won't leave."

"Then I'll close the door."

After saying that, Chen Ping turned around and was about to close the door.

Seeing Chen Ping like this, Song Ke stopped making trouble and instantly sat up from the bed, saying in horror: "I'll leave now!"

Seeing that the little girl was defeated, Chen Ping laughed and simply stood at the door, blocked Song Ke's way, and said, "Is this a place where you can come whenever you want and go whenever you want?"

No matter how Song Ke pushed, pulled, and pulled Chen Ping's body, Chen Ping didn't move at all. Song Ke was a little scared and begged for mercy and said, "I was wrong, let me go."

Seeing that her eyes were red, Chen Ping flashed over and said, "Let's go slowly and don't send me off."

The moment Song Ke ran out, Chen Ping instantly closed the door.

Then Song Ke asked Kong San for another room and leaned against Chen Ping's room.

After a while, Kong San knocked on the door of the two of them, told the meal that they were ready, and asked them to meet in the living room.

The Lingcao Cottage is different. The foods served are basically filled with the shadow of spiritual medicine. Although the taste may be a bit strange, the medicinal power of spiritual medicine is stimulated.

"This is stewed pork with black ganpaulin, which can beautify the skin and beautify it after eating it."

Song Ke's eyes shone, and the offensive instantly moved to the dish and said, "I'll eat it."

"Shifang grass mixing vegetables has the effect of helping people develop, but..."

Before Kong San could finish speaking, Song Ke had already put two chopsticks into his mouth and screamed as soon as he stuffed them into his mouth.

Kong San continued with a smile: "It's just that this stone grass is spicy than chili peppers."

Next, we introduced more than a dozen dishes, each with their own effects. Even Chen Ping, who had been stuck in the half-step of his cultivation, felt that his realm was a little loose and he had a slight improvement.

In the next two days, Chen Ping read all the books on Lingcaotang and asked Mr. Kong for some knowledge about Lingcao.

The spiritual herb I got from Qianji that day was seventh grade, and its effect was to extend lifespan.

This spiritual herb is often grown in rare places, and the spiritual herb is also divided into grades. From the first to the eleventh grade, the higher the number of grades, the rarer it is!

The tenth grade is also called the holy grade, while the eleventh grade only exists in legends and is called the divine grade.

Almost no one can discover magical elixirs.

The age, quality and efficacy of the spiritual herb are determined in a comprehensive manner. Most of the spiritual herbs used for practice are of fifth grade.

Chen Ping also found that the books on Lingcao Tang were not comprehensive. There were many Lingcao on it, but there were no other detailed information. However, the Baicao Linglu that Chen Ping was looking for did not even record it.

At the end of this book, Chen Ping found several records of spiritual herbs that were obviously added later.

Zombie Grass: It can make people resurrect, but the resurrected person is irritable and does not distinguish between enemies and me. It is a ninth grade!

Huixianzhi: Resurrecting the dead man for about one hour, but his cultivation is lost, and he is the ninth grade!

...

Chen Ping sighed and closed the book. It must have been what his mother left behind when she was looking for the elixir.

In the grinding room, Chen Ping asked the old man who was grinding medicine: "Mr. Kong, what does your benefactor look like."

Kong San continued to stare at the spiritual medicine in his hand that was gradually ground into powder and said, "She has helped our Lingcao Tang a lot. It can be said that she saved the Lingcao Tang of Qianshan Alliance by herself."

"At that time, our alliance had just been established, and it was the time to expand the territory. The medicines stored in our Lingcaotang were only at least five, with countless casualties and injuries. Until she appeared, every seven days, she would come here with a lot of spiritual medicines, and with her superb medical skills, she brought back many dying people. Now some of the spiritual medicines stored in the Lingcaotang are also left behind at that time."

Seeing that a portion of the medicine was ground, Kong San got up and bottled it, added another portion of dried spirit grass, and continued, "She did more than that. With her cultivation, she fought against several old alliances and gained us a suitable living space. Not only our Qianshan Alliance, but the growth of the several alliances next door was related to her, such as the Spark Alliance."

Speaking of this, Kong San lamented and said, "But after several alliances developed, they were afraid that their existence would affect the status of several leaders, so they united to drive her out of this area. However, for a period of time after that, she would still return to this Lingcao Tang, and some of the prescriptions were brought to us by her. This was something that happened more than ten years ago."

The old man stood up and beat his waist, sighing that time flew.

When Chen Ping clenched his fists and calmed down his excitement, he continued to ask, "Where did she go later?"

"She seemed not very satisfied with the efficacy of many herbs. She set out to the depths of the Zulong Royal Continent, and there was no news about her later."

Chen Ping murmured when he heard this: "But she found it..."

"What have you found?" Kong San didn't react.

Chen Ping was stunned and thought for a while. If there was no spiritual medicine that could be resurrected without any conditions, once he spoke it, he would probably be excited about the entire other shore.

There should be some reason why my mother doesn’t say it out.

So Chen Ping replied: "Nothing."
Chapter completed!