With Fuxi's approval and entrustment, the flame in Shennong's heart that opened up a way for the clan burned even more intensely.
He knows very well that it is not enough to just promote farming and medicine around the Jiang River Tribe. He must travel to a wider world, experience it personally, and try it with his own mouth, in order to find more grains for Human Race to survive and good remedies for relieving diseases.
After he properly arranged the tribal affairs, he picked up his simple luggage and began a long and arduous journey.
His footprints are all over mountains, rivers, valleys, plains and swamps.
Every time he visited a place, he carefully observed the soil and climate, looking for plants that could be domesticated. He also took great risks and personally tasted the roots, stems, leaves, flowers, and fruits of various plants to experience their medicinal properties, which include cold, hot, warm, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty.
This process is full of unimaginable dangers.
He once found a plant with purple flowers and its rhizomes beside a foggy swamp. After trying it, he suddenly felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, like a knife twisting, and his whole body was paralyzed. He was about to fall into the poisonous swamp before he saw it.
At the critical moment, the soil under his feet seemed to become soft, and a gentle and thick earth energy quietly supported his body that was about to collapse. At the same time, there was an inexplicable sweet breath of Ginseng Fruit in his mouth, and the poison was quickly neutralized and resolved.
Shennong looked around blankly, seeing only the wind and grass moving around, and no one else. He just thought it was the blessing of the earth. He wrote down the characteristics and solution of the poisonous weed, bowed solemnly, and continued on his way.
He found a red berry in a scorching volcanic rock area. It was sweet in the mouth, but after a while, his internal organs were on fire, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his consciousness was blurred. At the critical moment, a five-colored ray of light seemed to pass by in the sky, sprinkling cool nectar, extinguishing the fire in his body, and a ghost fruit exuding a strong breath of life sank into his eyebrows, nourishing his damaged organs.
He woke up slowly and suddenly felt a dream. Only the coolness and vitality remaining in his body were real, so he recorded this experience and the detoxification method in detail.
Such dangerous situations are not uncommon.
Or he accidentally ate highly poisonous mushrooms, causing strange patterns to appear all over his body; or he was scratched by thorny poison ivy, and the wound fester and oozed pus; or he drank miasma-laden stream water and suffered a high fever... Every time, when he was on the verge of despair, various forces that seemed to be coincidences, but actually contained the vitality of the earth and supreme mana, quietly appeared to protect his heart, resolve the poison, and replenish his vitality.
Spring goes to autumn, cold comes and summer comes, and decades of time pass by in this constant exploration, experiment, encountering dangers, and resolving dangers.
Shennong's face was gradually stained with weather, but her originally clear eyes became more profound and wise, as if they contained all the secrets of the mountains and rivers.
His body seemed to have developed some kind of strange resistance due to countless poisonings and detoxifications, but it also left many hidden wounds.
On this day, he walked to a green mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, and found a plant with a strange shape and a strange fragrance on the top of the mountain.
He carefully picked a leaf and tasted it. At first, there was nothing strange about it, but he felt refreshed.
However, just as he was about to record it, an extremely cold poison suddenly erupted, rapidly eroding his meridians, and even the resistance accumulated in his body was unable to withstand it!
His skin began to turn blue, his blood almost solidified, and his consciousness quickly sank into darkness.
"This time... I'm afraid I'll be sad..."
Shennong A trace of regret flashed in his heart, but there was no fear, only the regret of not being able to complete the Baicao record.
Just when he was about to lose his vitality, the void in front of him moved slightly, and a Daoist wearing khaki Daoist robes with a simple and kind face appeared, it was Zhenyuanzi.
He looked at the dying Shennong, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes. There was both desperate regret for the reincarnation of his old friend, and admiration for his perseverance.
"Idiot, this is Nine Nether Soul-Eroding Grass. Its poison is designed to hurt the soul. Even if it is contaminated by the Golden Immortal, it will be troublesome. How dare you swallow it first!"
Zhenyuanzi sighed lightly, not daring to neglect, and raised his hand to activate the majestic earth vein vitality, mixed with a trace of Ginseng Fruit's original essence, and turned into a warm and thick black-yellow air flow, slowly entering Shennong's body.
When the yin-cold poison meets this extremely pure authentic vitality, it melts quickly like ice and snow meeting the sun.
Shennong's bruised complexion gradually returned to rosy, the coagulated blood flowed again, and the sinking consciousness was brought back to reality.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw the Daoist priest in front of him whose aura was unfathomable but made him feel inexplicably close and at ease. He understood in his heart.
Over the past few decades, the seemingly coincidental rescues probably all originated from this senior.
Shennong struggled to get up and bowed respectfully.
"Junior Shennong, thank you senior for saving your life many times!"
Zhenyuanzi Fly Whisk swung gently, and a gentle force supported him.
"There is no need to be polite. You have come here for Human Race. This is a great merit and great perseverance. However, you also need to know how to advance and retreat. Some things are beyond the current human power and cannot be forced."
Shennong was taught awe-inspiringly.