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That night, Chen Zuyin, who didn't like to drink medicinal soup, drank three big bowls in succession. Only when he couldn't drink anymore did he stare pitifully at the remaining half pot of medicinal soup in the pot.

After knowing how valuable the things she had drunk were, Tan Liuxiang ended up drinking a large bowl of wine while crying and repeatedly praising her son.

As for how much this bowl of food was actually worth, he didn't care at all. What did money count for? Filial piety was the happiest thing about Tan Lianxiang.

Chen Zuyin hurriedly put away the rest of the medicinal soup and the remaining half of the thousand-year Blood Lingzhi in a jar before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

Even though his son was very touched to have cooked him a pot of medicinal soup with such fine herbs, he still felt terrible to drink it. One mouthful for a thousand pieces, one mouthful for a thousand pieces … The taste was truly unbearable.

The next day, Chen Zuyin carefully opened the jar and gave Chen Sanqiu a big bowl of medicinal soup. He and Tan Lianxiang each took a small half bowl, and under the gazes of his father, Chen Zuyin, and his mother, Tan Lianxiang, Chen Sanqiu forced out a smile and drank a big bowl of medicinal soup.

"You guys can drink the remaining medicinal soup. I, as a young man, am already full of vigor and blood. If you let me drink this much, you will only harm me." After Chen Sanqiu finished drinking, he immediately felt a wave of hot air all over his body and his forehead was covered in sweat as he said to Chen Zuyin in a speechless manner.

Chen Zuyin did not say anything, not even his mother, Tan Lianxiang, who always doted on him. Chen Sanqiu could only sigh helplessly, and asked his father, Chen Zuyin, "Why did you go up the mountain yesterday afternoon? I was busy until the evening before I came back. "

Last time, I saw a medicinal plant by the cliff at the back of the mountain. It looked a bit different than usual, because the sky was dark. I didn't dare go over to pick it. Chen Zuyin's face was filled with pain, he said regretfully, "Back then, we should have just directly harvested it, aiya."

It was said that a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng could turn into a spirit. Today, when Chen Sanqiu found it here, he changed it when he went to look for it tomorrow. He needed to tie it with a small red rope before he could find the ginseng that had turned into a spirit.

Now that he heard his father Chen Zuyin say this, the person who heard it would have his own thoughts. Chen Sanqiu asked for the exact location, grabbed a herb basket and immediately went up the mountain.

When they arrived at the cliff Chen Zuyin talked about, Chen Sanqiu glanced around but didn't find anything out of the ordinary, so he frowned.

Chen Sanqiu understood who his father was the most, and he would never tell a lie. There was always one to say something and two to say something. Since he said he saw a herb here, then there must be one.

Could it be that after so many years, he finally became a spirit master?

Gritting his teeth, Chen Sanqiu took out a rope from the herb basket and tied it to a huge rock on the cliff. Then he tied the other end to his waist and climbed down the cliff.

Chen Sanqiu, who was slightly skinny, was lying on the cliff like a gecko. The cold wind blew in the mountain; fortunately, he had listened to his father, Chen Zuyin, and drank a bowl of thousand year Blood Lingzhi soup, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to withstand the cold wind.

Chen Sanqiu's eyes lit up as he quickly climbed down the cliff. After climbing seven or eight meters, Chen Sanqiu saw a red herb swaying in the wind a meter to the left. Chen Sanqiu's heart skipped a beat when he saw the red herb stand up against the wind.

A name instantly appeared in his mind: Bone Connecting Grass.

According to the ancient medical records, there were godly grasses that were born at the peak of the mountain. Between the green rocks, they were shaped like flowers, and their color was like fire. Xia Zaizhi, bitter taste, like a fire in the mouth, broken bone to eat new bone.

Chen Sanqiu was overjoyed. He did not expect to find such a treasure here. This was simply a heavenly and earthly treasures, it was even more precious than the Thousand Year Blood Lingzhi.

He hurriedly used his hands and feet to crawl towards the Bone Connecting Grass.

When he got close to the stalk of Bone Connecting Grass and reached to pick it, a hissing sound suddenly came from above his head. Chen Sanqiu looked up and was instantly scared to the point that his soul was about to fly out of his body.

A fire red python flicked its tongue as it stared coldly at Chen Sanqiu. Chen Sanqiu was so scared that he almost peed his pants. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and didn't dare to move.

He was secretly regretting it in his heart. He knew that this was the Bone Connecting Grass from his familiarity, but he had forgotten that there was a flood dragon raising it.

What was a Flood Dragon? The ancient people would usually call this python a flood dragon.

Chen Sanqiu didn't notice what he said and took a deep breath. He stared at the entirely red python as it climbed over the cliff and climbed beside him. Chen Sanqiu flicked his tongue and coiled up his body, looking like he was about to attack at any moment.

Chen Sanqiu's forehead was covered in cold sweat. The mountain wind was getting stronger and stronger, and although it was still early summer, the temperature of the mountain was very different. In addition, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, making Chen Sanqiu feel like his body was about to freeze solid.

The man and the snake stayed deadlocked for a long time. Suddenly, the entirely red python looked to be in pain and wagged its tail. At this time, a red light immediately flashed in front of Chen Sanqiu's eyes and attached itself to the entirely red python's tail.

Chen Sanqiu was stunned for a moment and immediately used his Penetrating Divine Eye to look at the entirely red python's tail. He saw a thumb-sized stone inside the tail.

He immediately understood why this fire red python would shake its tail in pain.

"Quest: Treat this red python, don't give up."

"Mission successful, reward 10 achievement points."

"Young man, you don't have the ability to heal people; you're the awesome one."

Chen Sanqiu …

F * ck, I'm not a vet.

The most annoying thing was that he didn't have a medical kit nor scalpel with him right now. How could he do that?

Now there was nothing but hands.

Gritting his teeth, Chen Sanqiu swallowed his saliva: "Brother Snake, I know your tail hurts. I'm a doctor, how about you let me treat it for you?"

After talking for a long time, Chen Sanqiu decided to give up.

He could only gather his courage and carefully move to the side of the fiery-red python. He extended his hand and gently pointed at the python's tail, then pointed at himself.

Chen Sanqiu had already given up all hope. Who knew that after a long time, this completely red python would actually turn its head to the side and place its tail in front of Chen Sanqiu?

Chen Sanqiu was overjoyed. Then, he carefully found a place to stand and grabbed the tail of the fire red python.

Then, he began to knead it one by one.

F * ck! Chen Sanqiu kneaded the python's tail as he felt a burst of pain in his heart. That feeling, that feeling, Chen Sanqiu would never forget it.

After kneading for more than half an hour, suddenly, a stinky smell came out along with a stinky smell. A black pearl the size of a thumb rolled out from the python's tail.

Suddenly, Chen Sanqiu almost fainted due to the stench.

A green light flashed.

"Congratulations, you have completed the mission. Reward 10 achievement points."

"Congratulations on obtaining one Spiritual Bead. Reward: 5 achievement points. This Spiritual Bead is condensed from the Bone Connecting Grass that the python devours. Its medicinal effects are comparable to 20 Bone Connecting Grass."

Chen Sanqiu excitedly put the black ball back into his pocket. He looked at the python and shivered. The python quickly disappeared into the mountains, leaving the stalk of Bone Connecting Grass standing straight against the wind.

He couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. He quickly harvested the Bone Connecting Grass and put it into his bosom before quickly climbing up the mountain.