Chapter 10: Found a somewhat valuable
「 Congratulations on successfully refining a handful of mud with some medicinal power, obtaining the Low-grade Qi-Burning Pill!」
「 Failed to refine a handful of mud with some medicinal power, the ingredients disappeared. 」
「 Congratulations on successfully refining a handful of mud with some medicinal power, obtaining the Blood Recovery Pill!」
「 Failed to refine a handful of mud with some medicinal power, the ingredients disappeared. 」
「 Failed to refine a handful of mud with some medicinal power, the ingredients disappeared. 」
Following the movements of his hands, he continuously threw the mud into the furnace, and the reminders continuously rang out.
Yang Han really wanted to run back to the mine, bring out the divine tool of mining, the pickaxe, and randomly dig around.
However, this thought was just a joke, if he made the matter too big, it would definitely be noticed by someone with a heart.
Yang Han's strength at this time was still weak, if any old monster took a fancy to him, it wouldn't be a joke to lock him up and dissect him for research.
「Ding! Found a somewhat valuable Frost Grass.」
「Somewhat valuable Frost Grass: Never blooms or bears fruit in its entire life, produces seedlings at a hundred years old, and seedlings that reach a hundred years old continue to produce, endlessly. Direct refining can gain 107 cultivation points.」
Suddenly, a strange yet affectionate reminder came.
Yang Han's expression was momentarily surprised, he carefully observed from a slightly hidden crevice in a rock, and saw a grass bush that looked similar to a miniature clump of mulberry swaying in the cold wind.
Carefully counting, this Frost Grass bush had actually sprouted its fourth seedling, meaning it was already over three hundred years old.
Carefully putting the medicinal herb dust into his luggage, Yang Han did not hastily absorb it, but instead looked at Han Fengkou below with a loving gaze.
There was nothing scary below.
You are my bottomless treasure!
Haha….cough…cough…
Yang Han laughed lewdly to himself, but his hand movements were not the slightest bit careless, he began to explore every corner.
In no time, more than half of the mud above had been cleared away by him.
"Ah…a.a…..there's a ghost…"
Suddenly a terrified scream rang out.
Before he could regain his composure, Yang Han only felt something hit his head.
"Ding! Found a bag of weeds."
Damn it, who was so cruel?
Yang Han was a little startled, he regained his composure and looked up but did not see anyone, so he followed the rope to climb up.
Only saw a young girl wearing a handyman disciple uniform, trembling and running away.
"Hey, what ghost?" Yang Han shouted, at the same time sweeping his eyes to the top of her head.
"Liu Fei Fei"
Liu Fei Fei heard, her steps slowed down a bit, cautiously turning her head back.
"You…you're not a ghost? How…from down there…climbed up…"
Yang Han touched his nose, lazily explaining. This little girl Liu Fei Fei looked back and forth with a bright appearance, how could she be so stupid.
Also not considering whose territory this was, in broad daylight, which ghost would dare to appear within the Xuan Dao Sect's range?
Liu Fei Fei seemed to see Yang Han's speechless expression, then thought of how she had just thrown a bag of weeds at his head, suddenly her brain worked, poof she held her stomach and laughed.
Yang Han frowned.
Falsely accusing me of being a ghost, and even throwing a bag of hay at my head, then laughing, this fellow sect member Fei Fei didn't cultivate his brain to the point of ruin.
There are quite a few who cultivate themselves to the point of ruin at the beginning of the year.
Fortunately, Liu Fei Fei seemed to have discovered that he had lost his temper, quickly stopped laughing, and walked over to whisper.
"This senior brother, I was a little startled just now, I hope senior brother will forgive me. I just don't know what senior brother climbed down to this Han Feng Kou to do, I heard from senior brothers and sisters that this place is full of ghosts."
"What's with the ghosts, I saw that this place was a bit messy, I wanted to clean it up myself. As a disciple of this sect, maintaining a little bit of hygiene is also within my duty." Yang Han lazily explained, decisively making up some excuses to let the matter go.
"Oh, so that's how it is. My family name is Liu, my name is Fei Fei, I wonder what your high and noble name is?" Fei Fei's eyes lit up, she liked responsible people the most. In front of this senior brother, he was not afraid of danger, and personally cleaned up this place.
This kind of silent and anonymous action, in her eyes, was not something that an ordinary person could do.
Yang Han did not know that Liu Fei Fei had thought through countless problems in her head in just a moment, and blandly said:
"My surname is Yang. If what just happened was just a misunderstanding, then let it be over, junior sister, just do your work, I'll go first."
After speaking, she took the rope and quickly left this place.
Liu Fei Fei looked at Yang Han's back, her eyes slightly surprised. This senior brother's temperament was too cold, he said a few sentences and then ran away.
Thinking back, Fei Fei, even if she was not a beautiful woman, she was still very welcomed among her disciples. When did she experience such cold treatment?
After thinking for a while, she didn't return but turned back to Han Fengkou, walked outside and looked down.
Only saw a patch of darkness, cold wind blowing.
So what was this Senior Brother Yang looking for down there just now?
Thinking of Yang Han's somewhat hurried appearance just now, Liu Fei Fei's mind suddenly had the image of a young disciple, in some dark corner suddenly discovering a great opportunity, then being accidentally discovered by a passing young girl.
As a cultivator at the bottom level, who wouldn't want a chance for themselves, who wouldn't want to progress?
She also didn't believe that in the middle of the day, someone would have the free time to come here to clean up for free.
The handyman disciples were all busy as hell, no one would do something useless.
Thinking of this, Liu Fei Fei's eyes flashed with a trace of greed.
On the way back, Yang Han was deep in thought.
Just now, she was too focused and didn't notice someone approaching.
Fortunately, this time it was just a bag of grass, if it was something else, Yang Han wouldn't have passed so easily.
This also rang a warning bell for Yang Han.
Thinking back, currently, apart from the Qi Sen Jue used for daily breathing practice, Yang Han had absolutely no skills.
After experiencing some things, Yang Han also felt that he should find some combat techniques to learn as a backup, and also find a body technique to practice.
Later, when he went out, he would have the ability to protect himself.
Moreover, his cultivation had now entered the Qi Sen Realm. He could now be qualified to learn some basic spells or techniques.
Looking at the luggage that had now added more than ten shiny medicinal pills and a bush of Frost Grass, Yang Han was in a good mood.
It was just that this time, Yang Han had almost finished searching above, so next time he wanted to search, he was afraid he would have to go deeper below.
There were many people coming and going in Han Fengkou, so it was uncertain whether his actions would not arouse suspicion from others.
If so, finding a technique to learn was something that needed to be done immediately.
It is said that outer sect disciples will be free to learn cultivation methods and skills in the Zang Gong Pavilion.
As for these menial disciples, although they are also called disciples, they are like grass on the side of the road.
Their aptitude is low, making it difficult to progress.