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Chapter 341: Spirituality and Mind Pills

Actually, when I said this, I felt that Liu Feng was right. This time, when my father came back, I would talk to him and no longer have a cold war with him.

Everyone finished their meal soon. As usual, my dream wanted to eat some snacks before going to bed, so Xiaokui followed her and wanted to eat something.

Liu Feng was tired for a day and decided to go back to his room to rest.

But when I returned to the room, I felt I couldn't sleep anymore.

For some reason, my Phoenix seemed to be planning something big. Liu Feng had such intuition, but he couldn't explain what it was. He felt a little worried in his heart.

No, I have to help her. But how to help her? Liu Feng couldn't find a way for a while.

I don’t know how I am there, whether I can contact the people from my gate, and whether they have any way to deal with the people from the Snake Gang.

The Snake Gang is good at using poison, so if you want to suppress them, they have to be unable to use poison.

By the way, Liu Feng had a plan in his mind. He did this and he thought of a solution.

This must be done before the Snake Gang’s people discovered it, and they must also try to do it without knowing it, so as not to let anyone discover it, otherwise it will be a waste of effort.

Liu Feng hurried down to find me Zhimeng and asked, "Is there a thing that can make the poison invalid? I mean all the poisons."

"What are you asking about this? I have read this in the medicine book, but I heard that there is a kind of Lingshen Zhenxin Pill. If you take it, you can be immune to all poisons. However, this medicine only has one year's effect." My dream replied.

"Then please help me make some such medicine. I need this medicine." Liu Feng said.

"Are you kidding? You think this medicine is the grass on the roadside. You can pull as much as you want. Make it for me, and I want it too!" said My Dream.

"What do you mean? Are you saying that you can't do this medicine?" Liu Feng asked.

"Of course I don't know. This is a magic medicine. Can you do it?" asked My Dream.

"What's the difficulty of making this medicine? Aren't you very powerful?" Liu Feng asked.

"I'm very awesome, but I have never made the Spirit God's Heart-Steping Pill!

I saw a record in the medicine book that refining this medicine requires a divine grass - Dew-Sheng Grass. I have never seen this grass before. Can you find it?

If you can find this divine grass, I can help you refine this medicine." My Dream said.

"Okay, then tell me what the characteristics of this grass is. I'll help you find it. You are responsible for refining medicines." Liu Feng said.

"Wait a minute, I can't remember it anymore. I'll go find the book to read it." After saying that, I went to find the book of medicine.

Yes, why didn’t I think of this method? I only thought of the people who wanted to make an antidote to help me, but I didn’t expect that I could make a medicine that is not afraid of poison. Wouldn’t that be easier?

And no matter what poison it is, there is no need to prescribe the right medicine. As long as you take this Lingshen Zhenxin Pill, all poisons will be avoided.

It seems that Liu Feng is smarter. My dream secretly admires him. When he encounters something, he can always think of a different solution than others. It is indeed amazing.

My door brought me a medicine book, which recorded the dew-falling grass, five leaves, small purple flowers, high leaves as high as a person's knees, and flowers as big as a palm.

There was also a picture on it. Although it was not clear, Liu Feng knew it in his mind.

"I have been a doctor in the dew grass for so many years, and I have never seen its shadow on the mountain. Where are you picking it?" asked My Dream.

"Don't worry about this, the mountain man has his own tricks." Liu Feng said.

"That depends on your clan's trick. Don't brag and make drafts at that time, just don't come down to Taiwan by yourself." My dream said.

"Don't worry, you'll prepare to make medicine. You won't be tired of seeing you at that time." Liu Feng said, "You promised me that as long as I find this herb, you will help me make medicine! Don't go back on your word." Liu Feng said.

In fact, Liu Feng already knew where to go to pick this medicine.

The strange flowers and plants in the Lingquan map made Liu Feng excited last time. He always thought that he could go there to pick some medicinal herbs, but he was useless before and didn't want to waste such good things. This time, he was useful, and it was time to go there to pick some medicinal materials.

The Lingquan map is like Liu Feng’s back garden. When Liu Feng thinks of what is inside, he feels so happy.

The terrible master has disappeared, otherwise he could ask how he could make more powerful medicines to save people.

Liu Feng came to the room, closed the door, took out the Lingquan Map and prepared to pick the dew-falling grass. With a thought, he entered the inner world of the Lingquan Map.

There are indeed countless strange flowers and plants here, but where are the dew-falling grass?

Liu Feng looked for grass with purple flowers everywhere, but there were many grass with purple flowers in the Lingquan map. Liu Feng looked at his eyes and couldn't find it for a while.

The spiritual energy in the Spirit Spring Map was so abundant that Liu Feng couldn't help but sit down to practice. He remembered that the master said that it took only one quarter of an hour outside, so he decided to practice for a while first, and practice here could be several times as good as outside.

While he was practicing, he suddenly felt that someone was coming in front of him. He felt a power approaching him in his sea of ​​consciousness. He quickly opened his eyes, but did not see anyone.

"Are you looking for this?" Suddenly, a dew-falling grass flew in front of him.

"Yes, who are you? How could you know I'm looking for the dew grass?" Liu Feng remembered that the master said last time that the souls of several immortals from the My Sect were still in the spiritual spring map, so he did not dare to act rashly.

"Am I? I am Lao Fang, the gardener who waters flowers and plants in the Lingquan map." An old man in a gray robe said with a kettle for watering flowers in his hand.

"Hello, senior, I'm sorry to disturb you. I want to find this dew-stricken grass to save people." Liu Feng said.

"Save people, who should I save?" Lao Fang asked.

"The person who saved my gate. I infer that in the near future, the Snake Gang and the Snake Gang will have an open and secret battle, so I want to make some people from the Snake Gang, so that they will not be poisoned by the Snake Gang by then." Liu Feng explained.

"So that's it. Since we are the ones who save me, we are our own people. I can give you as much as you need." Lao Fang said.

"The more you have, the better!" Liu Feng said.

"Okay, take it!" The old party waved his hand, and in an instant, a lot of dried dew-falling grass appeared in front of Liu Feng's eyes.

"I have put away these in previous years. I have accumulated them for many years. Is it enough for you?" Lao Fang asked.
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