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It was late autumn, just as winter was beginning. The area around Drunken Immortal Cliff was full of maple woods and persimmon trees. Red leaves and persimmons covered the mountains, bright and vivid as flames, reflected in the evening glow. It was a beautiful sight.
Hao Shuai strolled through the maple woods as if he had nothing to do. He picked a few persimmons to sample while admiring the beautiful scenery.
In truth, his Divine Thought had already spread across the entire Drunken Immortal Cliff, like a satellite covering the earth. Every blade of grass and tree on the cliff was visible to him.
"Ha ha! I've finally found you!"
After searching for a little over ten minutes, Hao Shuai suddenly burst into laughter. Then he vanished in a flash.
The next second, Hao Shuai appeared in a dense forest. A tiny horse, barely over a foot long, darted out of the bushes in front of him, carrying a little person seven or eight inches tall as it raced through the maple woods.
He knew those two little ones were the targets of his trip.
They might not look like anything special, but the little person and horse were a Lingzhi Human and Horse, formed from lingzhi mushrooms. The little horse was called the Lingzhi Horse, and the one riding it was the Lingzhi Human. They were a pair of Flesh Lingzhi that had gained spiritual awareness after many years. The male was much older and had already learned to take human form, earning him the name Lingzhi Human. The female was younger and could only take the shape of a horse. If ordinary people ate them, they could be reborn and live several hundred years longer. If cultivators ate them, they could save themselves several hundred years of