There were many kinds of spirit herbs. Some had red leaves, some purple, some yellow; in all their bright colors, they were very pretty.
Lin Taichu crouched down and looked, recognizing one kind of spirit herb. It was called Dragon Saliva Grass, used in pill refining, and could be refined into pills that restored spiritual energy. In the Trading Holy Land of Luofeng City, one stalk of Dragon Saliva Grass sold for five hundred Spirit Stones.
A huge patch had been planted here—several hundred stalks at the very least.
Lin Taichu stood up and continued forward.
The little path grew narrower the farther he went, and the spirit herbs on both sides grew denser. The spiritual energy in the air grew richer and richer; every breath he took made his body feel incredibly comfortable.
After walking for about half a li, the little path came to an end. Ahead was a stretch of woods. The trees in the woods were not tall, but they were dense, and the spaces between them were filled with spirit herbs and Spirit Flowers.
Lin Taichu walked into the woods and found an open space in the middle. In the clearing was a large stone, its surface very flat, as if someone had polished it. He sat down on the stone, closed his eyes, and sensed it for a moment.
The spiritual energy here was at least twice as dense as it was by the square. Sitting on the stone was like soaking in warm water; every pore on his body opened, and spiritual power flowed very quickly through him.
Lin Taichu opened his eyes and looked at the woods around him.
There were more spirit herbs in this wood than outside, and their quality was better too. There were some spirit herbs he could