Food King

Chapter 90 made a fortune

Within the bottom of Xifeng Valley, the little Huba is extremely fast. When passing through it, he occasionally encounters some monsters. When he feels the breath of the little Huba, they all automatically back away. Approaching a portal formed by rocks, after passing through it, what appeared in front of Wang Yan was a huge cemetery.

The entire cemetery is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there is a mist shrouded above, but even so, there is still light penetrating the mist, pouring warmth down, making the medicinal herbs and other things in it shrouded in this light, mixed with thin mist. The mist and the crystalline light of the dew above the plants made it look like a fairyland.

"Now it's really going to be developed. With these herbs and wild vegetables, I don't have to worry about raw materials in a short time." Wang Yan licked his lips, his eyes lit up, and the little Huba beside him was lazy He lay down on a piece of bluestone, and seemed not interested in the medicinal herbs and other things in the cemetery.

Wang Yan looked at the slightly messy cemetery in front of him with bright eyes, and walked in. The soil in the cemetery was soft, with weeds overgrown, mixed with wild flowers of unknown colors, medicinal herbs and wild vegetables, etc. Wang Yan moved his feet and looked casually, a medicinal herb with seven leaves was directly in his sight.

"Seven-leaf clover." Wang Yan's heart moved, and he immediately squatted down on the spot. The seven-leaf clover in front of him was about one foot high, with dark red branches and thick leaves. Both in terms of age and quality, there is a huge difference.

After carefully digging it out from the soft soil layer, wrapping the rhizome with soft and sticky wet soil, Wang Yan put it into the storage bag with excitement on his face, and before moving forward again, another plant The seven-leaf clover came into view.

"As expected, it is indeed a cemetery. The seven-leaf clover, which is extremely rare outside, is so common here." Wang Yan was overjoyed, and after putting it away happily, he began to search for it quickly.

This cemetery may have existed for a very long time, and many of the herbs in it were very old. Along the way, Wang Yan collected nearly ten horse chestnuts. Besides, there were seven or eight kinds of common wild vegetables. But because of this cemetery, although it is common, its efficacy and quality are quite different.

After a series of fruitful harvests, Wang Yan walked forward again for a few steps, and a burst of fruity fragrance came over his face. When he raised his head, he fixed his eyes on a peach tree behind the rock in front of him, which made his eyes light up and his figure flashed. After that, he came directly to the peach tree.

This is a small peach tree that is only one person tall. The trunk is only as thick as a child's arm. The leaves are emerald green, and the dewdrops emit crystal light. It is red, the light is overflowing on it, and it exudes bursts of rich sweetness, so that when Wang Yan licked his lips, he also recognized it.

"It's actually Nine Leaf Mitao."

Wang Yan thought to himself, he had read from some classics that the Nine-leaf Mitao, as the top-grade spiritual fruit, was once specially offered by the royal family, it is good for beauty, it can delay aging, and it can replenish a certain amount of vitality. The impurities in the body gradually disappeared in the long river of history for unknown reasons. According to the records, the general Nine-leaf Mitao blooms nine flowers and grows with the leaves. The whole body of each Mitao is covered with nine leaves. It was just ripe at that time, and the fruit was only the size of an egg, but the Nine Leaf Mitao in front of my eyes was like a baby's fist. Obviously, due to some reasons, it tended to reach the most perfect state.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and without the slightest hesitation, he took out a sealed glass container from the storage bag, and put all the nine peaches exuding a strong fruity fragrance into it, and then, with the palm of his hand, After flipping over, he began to dig around the surrounding area, obviously wanting to move the spirit fruit tree away.

After wasting some effort, the Nine-leaf Peach Tree in front of him disappeared, replaced by a deep pit about one meter in length. After roughly filling it up, Wang Yan was just about to move forward again. Above his head, Above the mist, a shocking sound suddenly came out, causing Wang Yan's expression to change, he suddenly raised his head, and through the thin layer of mist, he could see a huge light curtain above it, like an upside-down bowl Covering the valley, at this moment, the light curtain twisted rapidly, and a figure could be faintly seen flickering.

"What a pity." The sky above was gray, but the valley was like daytime. Wang Yan's face was cloudy and cloudy. He had already guessed that the noise above must be the sound of various forces bombarding the light curtain reasonably. The degree of distortion of the light curtain, perhaps, will not last long before it will be completely shattered.

With this in mind, Wang Yan moved without being cautious anymore. When he quickly passed by, some high-quality herbs and vegetables were directly uprooted by him, and he threw them directly into the storage bag without looking at them. .

The only two storage bags on his body were quickly occupied by half, and at this time, Wang Yan had just walked halfway through the cemetery, and the loud sound from above was more intensive, like thunder roaring, continuous, Wang Yan gritted his teeth and took a few steps forward again. After putting the last herb into the storage bag, a shocking sound came from the sky, and then, accompanied by a roaring sound echoing in the valley, the above The light curtain suddenly shattered.

"It's too late." Wang Yan glanced at the cemetery in front of him, rather unwilling, but time is running out, if other forces find that he is already in the valley, even if his father Wang Xuan is there, he will not be able to avoid some serious problems. Thinking of this, Wang Yan took a deep breath, and glanced at the cemetery in front of him again with nostalgia. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, his gaze suddenly froze.

"This is... Phantom Spirit Flower!" Wang Yan's eyes flashed. This Phantom Spirit Flower is also a kind of medicinal material recorded in ancient books. , already tending to great success, and accompanied by grass seeds, which made Wang Yan's heart flutter, and in a flash, he came to the direction of the phantom spirit flower, and when he grabbed it directly, he pulled hard, and the soft soil layer It was pulled back and rolled up, and a scarlet rhizome flashed out, which was directly put into the storage bag by Wang Yan, and without the slightest hesitation, it rushed out directly towards the stone gate of the cemetery.

"Huba Huba." Just arrived at the gate of the cemetery, the little Huba wearing a blue gown directly greeted him, and yelled twice, obviously disturbed by the movement just now.

"Huba, let's go." Wang Yan said in a low voice, he could even feel the sound of the wind whizzing down above the fog layer above, and as his voice fell, little Huba's tentacles stretched out, entangled upwards, A blue light flashed on the spot, and when it reappeared, it was already five zhang away.

And the moment Wang Yan just left, above the mist, several figures first descended from the sky, and when they fell into the cemetery, they were also surprised by the light in the valley, and after a brief amazement, many people's eyes were all Landing in the cemetery in front of him, when greed appeared on his face, he moved quickly towards it, and soon there was only Wang Xuan left, with red eyes full of uncertainty. look, murmured.

"It must be my eyesight"

(End of this chapter)