SHORTWORM

10. GROWING HERBS.

After the training.

Han Liong opened another inner world, he planned to replant the herbs he found in the cave, because some would wither.

Han Liong made his inner world there were mountains, there lay a valley of lembag that was entirely covered in clouds.

But this cloud looked like a mirage, for this cloud was the Spirit gathering Array that he had made and beneath it or lwmbah was a medicine garden ,

a faint aura reflected. The scent of medicine attacked the nose like an incredible meal.

Just standing in front of him and opening your mouth, you can feel it.

The bird king stood at the side of the medicine garden with his throat moving constantly as he gulped, spitting up,

face whirring. Can I eat herbs? Should I eat herbs? His eyes widened, his wings flapped, acting like a starving tiger. When suddenly, the fog shifted.

Onion!

With a loud shout, the Pheasant King flew out creating a gust of wind that also showed its splendor.

This sad and bad way means to say, ‘Once this king leaves, it will never come back! Someone as loyal as I am,

facing untold dangers, has defended the master medicine garden, with no one allowed to touch it!’

Han Liong walked through the fog and found this scene. He smiled at the devoted Bird King's appearance, then waved his sleeve, brushed him aside.

A baawk!

Unable to ask why, the Bird King cried as he was thrown into the air, then rolled around on the ground and then flopped down, the temple was motionless.

What a sad cry, what an authentic fall. But why would his wings protect his face when thrown? There is no progress whatsoever!

Han Liong waved and the bamboo dragonfly landed in his hand. He then noticed that nothing unusual happened during his time away.

He renewed his energy reserves, then walked towards the log house.

The Bird King was embarrassed. He struggled for three seconds, was straight in leap, and rushed over to Han Liong, his tail wagging.

“Aren't you unconscious?”

Bird King: I can take it!

“Do not wag. You are not a dog!”

Bird King: I can still accept it!

“If you act, then investigate. You wrongly cover your face never changes. Besides, do you have to protect her? ”

Pheasant King: I am constantly. Shoot me all you want, but don't make fun of my face. Little Liong, you are too much!

He valiantly raised his head, on the verge of ‘talk’ to express his anger, when several pills fell right on his face.

Ah.. The aroma is so familiar. The taste I like the most. So intoxicating!

What face, can you eat it? The Bird King holding the pill showed his disgust.

He gives a shy attitude ‘You are too naive and pure’, then turn around and lick. Showing his master 120% of his flattering skills.

Little liong?!

Who said it? Not me . If you want to scold you need proof first. This king's iron beak was not used to play around!

Han Liong exclaimed The jade box was four fingers wide and was the size of a palm, entirely green, and slightly cold.

Opening the lid with a talisman on it revealed a stalk as big as a finger. It had many roots, but some showed signs of withering as it flickered with traces of green lightning.

This is the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo!

Han Liong spent two days hastily planting all the herbs he had obtained.

Fortunately, after planting and watering became somewhat refreshed, after Han Liong planted all the herbs, he made a layered Array so as not to eat the King of birds.

Han Luong only planted five out of 100 seeds, so each herb, he planted five seeds.

Han Liong also often went to the city to sell the meat of his hunted animals, and he got up to hundreds of thousands of pieces of gold, all of which he stored in his inner world.

As for exposing his identity, it might bring benefits to him, he said,

but Han Liong could not take the risk. Because sooner or later he will be known as a disciple of the Sacred Heart Sect.

He searched for a flower pot and placed the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo among the Thousand Golden Trees. He grinned as he looked at the somewhat dry roots.

Importantly the bamboo showed signs of withering. If he doesn't finish it, it will die soon.

Half a month later.

Han Liong sat under his tall lightning bamboo tree half a normal person or nearly a meter, to practice the lightning element.

Han Liong was drowning in a rain of green thunder. The aches and pains could be felt from within as if countless ants were biting and crawling.

Despite having done this many times, his body was still tense and sweating a lot!

A gray trail mixed with sweat was released through his pores, giving off a fishy smell.

After an hour, green lightning spread out, and Han Liong opened his eyes. Inside, a faint image of thunder flashed.

He got up and entered the wooden barrel filled with hot water, letting out a comfortable moan.

Leaning on the barrel, and calming his breath, Han Liong was startled by a wave of fatigue and fell asleep.

But only for a while. He opened his eyes, filled with vigor, smiling as he felt the changes in his body.

The Heavenly Thunder Bamboo grew a segment every hundred years and less than four fingers.

Just under the Spirit Gathering Array Formation alone, it grew into fifteen segments within half a month.

Each day represents about eight years of growth. Making bamboo that was eight hundred years old reached the age of two thousand and three hundred years.

This suggests that the ability to promote spiritual plant growth is constant,

whatever the type of plant. At the very least, plants that were further away from the Little Blue Light still had the same growth speed.

In this era of cultivators, a thousand-year-old spiritual plant was extremely precious. A plant over two thousand years old was only owned by a large sect.

And the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo from ancient times, true to its name, with the lightning it released had a miraculous cleansing effect.

Han Liong could clearly feel it, now that his body had less and less pill residue as it was being expelled from his body..

But it's still not enough.

His body resembled a bucket filled with water. If he added a little more, there was a high explosion,

so he didn't take the risk. Han Liong must first break through to the Golden Core realm.

He was lucky that, as it grew, the green lightning of the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo increased in strength. Removing all of the residue of the pill would not take much longer.

In an instant, another half a month passed.

After a muffled painful roar, Han Liong's body released the last trace of the pill residue with the help of the green lightning.

As soon as it spread, it revealed its poor figure, clothes that were soaked in sweat and with a fishy smell attacking its nose.

The Heavenly Thunder Bamboo on the side was now taller than a man, with vibrant branches and leaves.

The waves released with each stream of currents throughout the bamboo shook one's heart.

After slightly counting, his current age was close to five thousand years! If it were exchanged, it would not be less than a million spirit stones, either,

it was enough to move a large sect to take it by force.

But at this moment, Han Liong did not pay attention to the bamboo. With the removal of all the residues of the pill, Han Liong was able to begin breaking through to the Golden Core realm.