"I have only heard of a folk story. I don't know whether it is true or false. As for what disease it can cure." Xiao Shun shook his head.

"I don't know either, so I brought it over for Mr. Wang to see."

"Let's do this. I have some connections in the traditional Chinese medicine circle. I'll help me find out if I look back. Maybe someone knows it, but don't have too much hope. With your knowledge, you don't know what the effect of this thing is. I think others are also hanging on me." Wang Ye said.

"Don't show me up." Xiao Shun said with a smile.

There are many rare ancient medical books in the warehouse of his master Taoist Mu Yan. He has read a lot of them in the mountains since he was a child, but it is impossible for him to read them all.

It would be better to take some time to go back to the mountains. It might take some time to search for it from so many medical books.

...

The rivers and seas are surrounded by mountains on three sides. Standing in the city and looking into the distance, you can see the rolling mountains in the distance like a dancing dragon guarding the Jianghai city.

As noon approached, a figure was like a ghost, passing through a dense forest on the hillside of Wumeng Mountain in the west.

The figure is naturally Xiao Shun.

After playing chess with the king in Zizhuyuan for a while, they had lunch together, and then left Zizhuyuan and came straight up to the mountain.

"Cultivation is like sailing against the current and not moving forward, you will retreat. After running for a while, I can't run anymore. It seems that I haven't calmed down to practice for a long time. I have to take some time to do some serious business when I look back."

A moment later, he sat under an old pine tree panting, his face turned red and sweating profusely, muttering to himself.

It’s not that he has too shallow cultivation, but mainly because he was injured a few days ago and has not fully recovered.

After a few minutes of rest, he stood up and slowed down toward the top of the mountain.

There is a dilapidated Taoist temple on the top of the mountain. Since it has not been developed, it is not easy to come up and rarely comes to incense, which makes it look particularly lonely.

This is the place of practice on the surface of Xiao Shun’s master, Taoist Mu Yan, on the surface.

Standing in front of the door, you can feel that it has experienced countless years of baptism. The mottled stone walls and the old and thick solid wood doors have already cracked into countless small pieces, and there are also large pieces of peeling off, revealing the cracked wood grain inside.

When you open the wooden door, you can see the Taoist temple with a small area.

The sight of the eyes is three stone walls and tile houses, and Sanqing Temple. The Muyan Taoist traveled around. Xiao Shun returned to the river and sea, and no one took care of it.

Xiao Shun walked into the view and looked around, and the dust was everywhere.

He sighed softly, walked into the temple in the middle that worshipped the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun, folded his hands and bowed casually a few times before walking around behind the statue.

After passing through an archway behind, a semicircular open land appeared in front of you.

There is a rusty iron fence on the edge of the open ground to prevent anyone from falling down accidentally, because below is a cliff surrounded by clouds and mist.

Xiao Shun stood on the edge of the cliff, looked around, and then jumped down.

This is the fog array set up by his master. No one is so stupid that he will jump from here. Of course, it is a different matter for idle people who come here to find short-sighted views.

However, it would be fine if someone jumped from here and entered the fog array. The various restrictions inside were not cracked by ordinary people.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the scenery from all directions passed through my sight.

The clouds gradually dissipated, and the bizarre images flashed through the eyes, dazzling.

He was dizzy and couldn't help but close his eyes. Soon, his body felt like he fell into a piece of marshmallow, fluttering. The moment he opened his eyes, his toes had touched the ground.

The fragrance of plants and trees, the scenery of lakes and mountains, the small bridges and flowing water, and a unique fairyland on earth.

Not far away, there is a yard located between the lush and green bamboo forests, with a small wooden building in the courtyard, which is the real place for Xiao Shun and Mu Yan Taoist to live and practice in the past.

This is indeed a fairyland on earth, but being alone seems too lonely. Xiao Shun likes this place and cannot let go of the worldly affairs of the world. The so-called fish and bear's paws cannot be both. This is probably the case.

He passed through several restrictions that were blocked from the outside world and soon arrived in the courtyard.

The past scenes of his time with his master quickly passed through his head. He smiled faintly, not knowing where the old man was now, whether he was dead or alive.

Put aside the distractions, walked straight into the small building, went up to the second floor with a familiarity, and pushed open one of the wooden doors.

This is the warehouse of Taoist Mu Yan. There are all kinds of rare treasures and extinct calligraphy and paintings everywhere. The master set up a formation in the warehouse, so he didn't worry about these things being damp and rotten.

Xiao Shun thought about one day when he was short of money, so he took out these things and sold them. Each one was released and it would probably amazed the world.

I just don’t know if the old man will be angry. If he takes too many, the old man will definitely find that it should be fine to get a three or five pieces.

He thought as he looked at the treasures in the room and pinched his chin.

After passing through the messy warehouse, there is a side door inside, and after entering it is the library.

There are more than ten rows of bookshelf with books from all ages, from bamboo slips to modern paper books. In addition to practicing martial arts, there are many medical books.

Looking at the medical books full of airs, Xiao Shun couldn't help but feel a headache.

It is not easy to find out the effects of Yin Ganoderma lucidum from so many books. It is impossible to find every few days, and I don’t know if there are any such books.

There is no other way, so I can only try it. Maybe I am lucky and can find it at the beginning.

The reason why Xiao Shun was so anxious to know the effect of Yin Lingzhi was also because of Wang Ye's condition.

Although he was not sure whether this thing could help the Wang family change their fate.

However, Ganoderma lucidum is called immortal grass and spiritual grass. This Yin Ganoderma lucidum is more rare than ordinary Ganoderma lucidum. The rarer thing is, the more expensive it is. It is suitable for all kinds of people. Even if it does not have the effect of helping the Wang family change their destiny, it is definitely not a common thing. Perhaps it can help you improve your cultivation.

Thinking of this, he no longer delayed and put the wooden box in his hand next to start searching one by one.

...

at the same time.

Lei Yang.

A royal blue Bentley slowly stopped in front of the door of the Wei family's mansion.

The car door opened and a pair of black high heels poked out of the car.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a young woman walking out of the car with a strong aura. She had a well-tailored black slim professional suit, her hair tied behind her head, revealing her slender white swan neck, delicate makeup, and a pair of black-framed glasses on her straight nose. She looked calm and capable.

Wei Wendong walked up to greet with a smile on his face and said, "Zi Nuo, is your mother in good health recently?"

The young woman smiled and said, "Thank you uncle for your concern, mother is in good condition."
Chapter completed!