"How is it? My tobacco is good, isn't it?"
Seeing Ye Feng's expression, the old patriarch stroked his beard proudly and said, "Not only does my tobacco grow well, the leaves are twice as big as other tobacco leaves, and they are also very strong. More importantly, rolling a pot and smoking it will refresh your mind and make you feel relaxed."
What a waste of natural resources...
Listening to the old patriarch's proud words, Ye Feng felt his heart bleeding.
Medicinal fields are so precious. Such treasures should be used to cultivate medicinal herbs.
But the old patriarch actually used this thing to grow tobacco for smoking. What's the difference between this behavior and a cow chewing a peony.
"Awesome!" Ye Feng gave the old patriarch a thumbs up with heartache, then quickly walked to the stone trough to take a closer look.
The stone trough is covered with moss, which makes it look like it has been weathered for a long time. The jade seeds inside are gone, and now it is just covered with fertile black soil.
But even so, Ye Feng could still feel that the stone trough was attracting the vital energy of heaven and earth from all directions to gather towards it.
Although the seed jade is gone, it still has the effect of nourishing the plants in the field. This makes Ye Feng feel that the ability of this stone trough medicine field may be even better than the medicine field he got from the cave of Master Tianzhen.
But such a treasure has now become a tool for growing tobacco, which is really heartbreaking.
"Doctor Ye, this stone trough is my treasure. I will never sell it."
Seeing Ye Feng staring at the stone trough with green light in his eyes, the old patriarch immediately understood that Ye Feng was interested in this thing, so without waiting for Ye Feng to speak, he firmly refused: "This is the only thing I like in my life. Without the stone trough, tobacco leaves grown in other places will not taste as good as those grown here."
Ye Feng sighed helplessly. The treasure was in front of him, but he couldn't take it away. This was really painful.
What's even more regrettable is that this treasure belongs to Baihua Village, not somewhere else, so he can't snatch it away by force.
"Old Patriarch, I heard from Ling'er that there is a cave near our Baihua Village. Inside is where this stone trough was found. Can you take us to have a look?"
Feeling discouraged, Ye Feng suddenly remembered another thing Lan Ling'er said, so he asked the old patriarch with a smile.
"Girls are really outgoing. It seems that Xiao Ling'er has told you all the secrets of Baihua Village!" The old patriarch pretended to be angry and glared at Lan Ling'er. When he saw her sticking out her tongue, he smiled and continued, "But what's so good about that place? It's just a broken cave and some colorful rock paintings."
Medicinal fields, caves!
After getting the confirmation from the old patriarch, Ye Feng was immediately delighted, and his eyes lit up slightly.
If what he guessed was correct, there should have been a powerful ancient warrior living around Baihua Village.
Perhaps there will be inheritance in that cave just like the cave of Master Tianzhen.
"Can I go and take a look?" Ye Feng clasped his fists towards the old patriarch and asked in a deep voice.
"Of course, let Ling'er take you there." The old patriarch nodded with a smile, and then warned: "But there are Wang Gu lurking near the village now, so you must be careful when you enter the mountain."
Ye Feng nodded, and asked Lan Ling'er to take him and Nie Qingwu to the cave to see what was going on.
After climbing over two hills, the three of them arrived at a cave halfway up the mountain.
It is indeed a cave!
As soon as he approached the cave, Ye Feng immediately felt that although the cave was dilapidated, there was an aura of vital energy flowing around it. This made him happy, and then he rushed into the cave first.
But after entering the cave and looking around with his mental power, Ye Feng's face was immediately covered with a deep layer of loss.
Just as the old patriarch said, the cave was empty, without even a stone bench to sit on. Moreover, it seemed that the monkeys in the rainforest used this place as their nest, with a few light golden monkey hairs floating on the ground.
However, on the walls surrounding the cave, there is a colorful mural painted.
Ye Feng took a quick look and saw that the picture on it was a guy in a Taoist robe standing in the rain.
"Brother Xiaofeng, the clan leader said that this is just a broken cave, nothing to see." Lan Ling'er took the wild fruit she picked on the way here, took a big bite, and seeing Ye Feng's face full of disappointment, she leaned over and said slyly: "If you like that stone trough, when we leave, I will steal it out and give it to you. The clan leader loves me the most and will not blame me."
Ye Feng's heart moved when he heard the voice, but he quickly shook his head.
Taking things without permission is stealing, but he would never do such a thing as letting a little girl steal things for him.
"I'd better wait until I deal with Wang Gu, and then see if the old patriarch is willing to give the things to me."
After a moment, Ye Feng made a decision.
"Ye Feng, come and look at these murals. There seems to be some mystery!" At this moment, Nie Qingwu, who was staring at the murals, suddenly said to Ye Feng: "I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel that the people in this painting can move."
Can the people in the painting move
Ye Feng was startled when he heard the voice, and immediately walked to the mural, staring at the figure in Taoist robes on the mural.
After concentrating on looking for a while, just when Ye Feng felt that his eyes were about to become cross-eyed and his eyes were sore and he wanted to blink, the hand of the Taoist figure in the mural, which was suspended at his side, actually moved slightly.
What?! The people in the painting actually move!
Ye Feng was stunned and his eyes suddenly widened.
But at the moment when his eyes widened, the entire mural suddenly returned to normal, and the figure in the Taoist robe remained silent.
There's something weird about this mural!
After staring at the mural for a few more glances, Ye Feng's heart changed slightly, and then he knelt cross-legged on the ground, staring at the mural intently.
After watching for a while, the mural showed a strange sign again. The figure in the Taoist robe on the painting moved his hand to his waist and pulled out a sharp sword with a cold glow. Not only that, the raindrops on the mural seemed to come alive, making Ye Feng, who was fascinated by the mural, feel as if he was next to the figure in the Taoist robe, being drenched in the rain together.
It rained heavily, and then the figure in Taoist robes seemed to have suddenly realized something. He let out a long roar, and the flying sword flew out of his hand, and then danced wildly in the heavy rain.
This... This is the sword technique of the flying sword...
Ye Feng was dumbfounded, staring at the figure in Taoist robe.
The flying swords were endless in the sky, just like the rain in the mural at this moment. When the swords came out, it was like a downpour, making it difficult to avoid; when the swords returned, it was like continuous rain, impenetrable...
And finally, the sword moved in the air, and strands of sword energy gathered together like thousands of raindrops, and then suddenly flew into the air. The sword energy stirred, and the dark cloud that was bringing rain was actually dispersed by the condensed and unified sword energy, and turned into a boundless blue sky!
"Hahahaha, I have achieved the ninth level of Misty Rain Sword Technique, Gui Wuya!"
As the rain stopped and the sky turned blue, a clear and long whistle like thunder suddenly sounded in Ye Feng's ears!
(End of this chapter)