Roar!

Fang Xing roared, and the herbicide collector was so scared that his sickle fell to the ground.

He rushed over and overwhelmed the herb collector and took it away.

"this……"

Another herb collector with a back injury looked confused.

Originally, he discovered the old ginseng plant first, but was stabbed by his companions, and felt that he was going to die here today.

But I didn't expect that I would meet a Shanjun and take the man away?

"Thank you, Grandpa Shanjun, thank you, Grandpa Shanjun!"

The herb collector quickly kowtowed in the direction where Fang Xing left.

Among the folk rumors nearby, Shanjun has the ability to "punish evil".

rustle!

Not long after, a footstep came.

When the herb collector saw a young man wearing animal skin, he hurriedly shouted: "Help! Help!"

"What's wrong with you?"

Fang Xing came over with curious expression.

"Oh, I met someone wrong... I am a mountain man? Be careful, there is a mountain master nearby..."

The herb collector quickly informed him of what had just passed.

"So that's it... That's the only one, Shanjun, is just and strict, and only eats evil people, shouldn't eat me... Do you have salt on your body? I have a treatment medicine, and I can change it with you."

Fang Xing opened his mouth.

“Yes, yes.”

The herb collector was overjoyed and quickly took out a small bag of salt from his arms.

Fang Xing took it and saw that the salt was black and yellow. It was obviously not edible without filtration and purification.

He didn't care and handed a bunch of berries casually: "This is a spiritual fruit, you can eat it..."

The herb collector was obviously a little suspicious, but at this time there was no way to throw the purple berry into his mouth.

It's strange that just eating one, the bleeding behind him became significantly slower.

After eating a few more, the blood finally stopped flowing.

‘Well, it seems that this purple berries are best used to make them into trauma…’

When Fang Xing saw this scene, he thought to himself.

He was using this injured herb collector for experiments.

Many herbs in nature are natural herbs, which have the effects of stopping bleeding and treating blood.

He found a purple berries, and when he used the talent of "plant growth" to ripen, he injected the essence of plants and trees to obtain a batch of "therapeutic berries".

Although this kind of berries has a short shelf life and can only treat minor injuries and other defects, the key is that it doesn’t cost money…

‘And, eating a few more pieces at a time will have a good effect, at least your life will be saved…’

‘You can take it out as a flagship product.’

Since Fang Xing is sure to go to the free training market, he must prepare some goods.

However, those related to the Blood Shadow Sect must not be taken out.

Just so happens that he can pretend to be an excellent spiritual planter, and ensure that he has no connection with the Blood Shadow Sect.

"Thank you for helping me, brother!"

The herb collector knew that his fortune had been saved, and his face was pale and struggled to thank him.

"Well, by the way, where is this place? Which city is the nearest?"

Fang Xing asked casually a few questions, and then immediately hid in the jungle.

"This mountain boy... doesn't even know where it is nearby? No, is he really a mountain boy?"

Thinking of the fruit that the other party took out and that he stopped bleeding immediately after eating it, the herbicide collector suddenly widened his eyes and kowtowed: "It turns out it is Grandpa Mountain God... Thank you for your rescue."

...

Fang Xing left, so he naturally had to go and interrogate the other herb collector again.

The herb collector was already scared, especially after seeing Fang Xing transforming from a tiger into a human, and he was simply asked questions and answers.

And the answers between the two are the same.

If there are any errors or differences in the answer, Fang Xing will take the two herb collectors to silence them together.

"You hurt others behind your back and your virtues are really unbearable, so you will be sentenced to death."

After the trial, he took a random shot and patted the herb collector to make his seven orifices bleed and died.

At this time, Fang Xing looked at the attribute bar:

【You have tried many times to develop ‘therapeutic berries’ from ‘plant growth’!】

"It's a pity that killing creatures does not bring experience."

Fang Xing went away while recalling the information he had obtained before:

The nearest city here is "Dunyun City", which is under the jurisdiction of "Flying Immortal Palace".

"I don't know how far I ran. Now it seems that I have already run out of the sphere of influence of the Blood Shadow Sect?"

Moreover, he would soon stay away from here, so he chose to treat the injured herb collector.

I believe that soon, the legends of "Shanjun" and "Shan God" will gradually begin to spread here.

...

Yunlaifang City.

This market is located at the junction of the three families of the Ganzi Sect, Qingmuling and Feijianmen. It is a three-in-one area, bringing together many casual cultivators.

Because it is located on a major road, many businesses open warehouses here, and their daily business is booming.

This day.

A young man with animal skin walked slowly, glanced at the most basic formation around Fangcheng City, and walked into the gate of Fangcheng City.

"There are no battles in the market!"

"The money and goods are all over!"

The cultivator patrolling at the door warned, and then looked at Fang Xing and walked into the market.

"Well, it's a bit like a cultivation market..."

Fang Xing looked at the casual cultivator who set up a stall on the roadside.

He had already found out before he came that Yunlaifang City was free to enter and exit, but if he wanted to set up a stall, he had to pay the stall fee, one talisman a day!

Without talisman money, you can only use other spiritual objects to deduct it.

He used a fifty-year-old Polygonum sinensis as collateral to ask the market manager for a yellow tablecloth with several twisted symbols on it.

This is his stall.

Fang Xing opened the tablecloth and placed the herbs he occasionally obtained on it.

Of course, the most common thing is ‘healing berries’!

"How do you sell these fruits?"

Not long after, a few good cultivators came over and looked at the strings of purple berries.

"Treat the berries, eat one to heal the wound... one talisman money!"

Fang Xing spoke.

"One talisman money?"

The inquiring casual cultivator frowned: "What about this ginseng that has been more than 90 years ago?"

"This is not more than ninety years old, but the authentic century-old ginseng..." Fang Xing shook his head and saw the other party's intention to reduce the price: "No selling less than ten talismans..."

“So expensive.”

The casual cultivator who asked for the price before shook his head and turned around and left.

Fang Xing was not in a hurry and sat slowly.

Next to him, an old man who was also setting up a stall glanced at him and then withdrew his gaze. He was wearing a robe and took out the wine gourd at his waist and took a sip.

Fang Xing smiled. When he saw this old man, he somehow thought of Luo Yun Zhenxian.

After all, both sides are good drinkers.
To be continued...