In the next few days, Fang Han guarded the valley.
The valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only a narrow gap in the south for entry and exit, making it an easy-to-defend but difficult-to-attack place.
Fang Han ordered his disciples to take turns guarding the gap, while he himself sat cross-legged not far from Bodhi Blood Tree, keeping alert.
After Ling Wuyuan retreated, Nether Pavilion never sent anyone back. He must have given up because he knew there was no benefit in his hands.
Although I think Nether Pavilion has given up, we cannot take it lightly.
In the afternoon of the fourth day, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the gap.
Fang Han looked and saw a white-haired old man walking into the valley led by two Azure Profound Sect disciples.
The old man is thin and wearing a gray-brown robe.
He was carrying a bamboo basket on his back, with several shovels, hoes and several Cloth Pouchs of unknown contents inserted in the bamboo basket.
His face was covered with wrinkles, and his skin was dark and rough from years of exposure to the sun and wind.
But those eyes were exceptionally clear, and when they glanced over the plants and trees in the valley, they carried a kind of seriousness and concentration unique to an old farmer when he inspected his crops.
Fang Han stood up.
A disciple quickly stepped forward and cupped his hands.
"Senior Brother Fang, this is Zhou Deacon from Medicine Garden, here on the order of the sect master."
The old man stepped forward and saluted Fang Han with a hoarse and deep voice.
"I have seen Fang True Disciple. I, Zhou Tong, have been handling medicinal materials in Medicine Garden for more than forty years. I was ordered by the sect leader to come to inspect this Bodhi Blood Tree."
Fang Han returned the gift and said.
"Deacon please."
Zhou Tong said nothing and walked straight to the center of the valley.
He stopped in front of Bodhi Blood Tree, but instead of rushing forward to touch it, he walked slowly around the tree first.
The steps were not fast, but each step was extraordinarily sure. Those clear eyes looked very carefully from the roots to the crown, from the bark to the leaves.
After completing the circle, he squatted down three feet in front of the tree, took out a small shovel from the bamboo basket, and carefully pushed away the snow and soil at the roots of the tree.
Fang Han stood aside and said nothing.
The other disciples in the valley also fell silent, and their eyes fell on Zhou Deacon.
This old medicine farmer is unknown in the sect, and his cultivation level is only at the fifth level, but the way he squats in front of Bodhi Blood Tree at this moment, there is a vague sense of the concentration of a master examining martial arts classics.
Zhou Tong pushes aside the soil to expose the roots of Bodhi Blood Tree.
He picked up a handful of soil with his fingers, brought it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, then put it in his palm and rubbed it carefully.
After a while, he took out a Cloth Pouch from the bamboo basket, poured out a few Fang Han medicinal powders that he could not name, sprinkled them on the excavated soil, and observed the changes in the soil.
After a long time, Zhou Tong stood up, patted the mud on his hands, and said to Fang Han.
"Fang True Disciple, I have completed the inspection."
Fang Han nodded and said.
"Deacon But it doesn't matter."
Zhou Tong pointed at the root of Bodhi Blood Tree and said.
"This tree has a deep root system, a strong main root, and dense fibrous roots. It must be over a hundred years old. The soil in the valley is moist and fertile, and it is protected by mountains on three sides. This is the foundation for its centuries-old growth."
He paused and said again.
"If you move it back to the sect, you need to dig out the roots and soil together. The soil ball should be at least three feet square. Do not damage the main root. Wrap the roots with wet cloth along the way. Water them every half a day to keep the roots moist."
"After arriving at the sect, choose a shady place with soft and fertile soil to plant it. It needs to be irrigated with spring water for the first three months, once a day without interruption."
Fang Han raised his eyebrows slightly.
"What Zhou Deacon means is, can this tree survive if it is moved back to the sect?"
Zhou Tong nodded, then shook his head, looking serious.
"It can be moved, but you need to do it according to the method I just said. If you miss it one step, you may fail. Bodhi Blood Tree is a treasure tree, much more delicate than ordinary medicinal materials, so you must treat it with care."
Fang Han felt relieved and said.
"In this case, the matter of moving the tree will be handled by Zhou Deacon. I will ask others to cooperate as needed."
Zhou Tong grinned, showing yellow teeth.
"Easy to say."
In the afternoon of that day, Zhou Tong directed his disciples to start moving the trees.
He took out a few small shovels and hoes from the bamboo basket and distributed them to several disciples who were agile with their hands and feet. He himself squatted next to the tree, holding a small shovel with an extremely thin blade, and started shoveling along the root of Bodhi Blood Tree a foot away.
His movements were not fast, but extremely gentle. Each shovel stroke was just right, cutting through the soil without damaging even the smallest fibrous roots.
Several disciples followed behind him, spreading the soil layer by layer according to his method.
Fang Han stood aside with his hands behind his hands, looking calmly.
Although he doesn't know how to grow medicinal materials, he can still see that Zhou Tong's methods are extremely sophisticated.
The small shovel was like a living thing in his hand, and the angle and force every time it cut into the soil were precise.
After digging for more than two hours, it was not until the afternoon that the roots of Bodhi Blood Tree were completely dug out--
A huge three-foot-square earth ball is wrapped in a dense root system and tightly wrapped in layers of wet cloth.
Zhou Tong straightened up, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. He wiped it with his sleeve and let out a long breath.
"It's done."
He turned back and nodded to Fang Han.
"Fang True Disciple, it's time to hit the road."
Fang Han glanced at the soil ball tightly wrapped in wet cloth, then glanced at the few Blood Bodhi that were safe and sound on the branch, and nodded slightly.
"Let's set off and return to our clan."
Three days later, in front of the Azure Profound Sect Mountain Gate.
Fang Han walked in front, followed by a flat wooden cart pushed by four disciples, carrying the Bodhi Blood Tree plant wrapped in layers.
Zhou Tong followed the car and personally uncovered the wet cloth every half day to check the roots, and then used a water bag to pour water on it.
After three days, I never closed my eyes. My old eyes were already very bloodshot, but my spirit was not weak.
"What is that? Senior brother Fang Han actually escorted him back to the sect in person?"
"Bodhi Blood Tree, that's Bodhi Blood Tree!"
"The sect actually found a Bodhi Blood Tree?!"
The team walked through the mountain gate, attracting many disciples to stop and watch along the way.
Some recognized it as Bodhi Blood Tree. Although some did not recognize it, they also noticed the extraordinary nature of this small red tree.
When his eyes fell on the small red trees, they all showed expressions of wonder.
Fang Han followed Zhou Tong's instructions and sent Bodhi Blood Tree all the way to the back mountain of Zongmen.
There is a shady gentle slope deep in the back mountain, with soft soil and dense woods all around. The stream flows down the mountain wall and forms a clear pool at the bottom of the slope.
Zhou Tong walked around here, squatted down and pinched the soil, took a handful of stream water, tasted it, and nodded.
"This is it."
The process of planting a tree is much simpler than digging it up.
Zhou Tong directed his disciples to dig a tree pit, put Bodhi Blood Tree and the soil ball into the pit, fill it with soil and compact it, and then brought water from the stream to water it thoroughly.
In less than half an hour, the small red tree stood on the gentle slope of the mountain behind the Azure Profound Sect.
A few Blood Bodhis on the branches glow with a warm luster.
Fang Han stood by the tree, looking at Bodhi Blood Tree, feeling relieved.
Bodhi Blood Tree is related to the future of the sect. If something goes wrong, even if the sect leader doesn't care, he himself will not be able to live with it.
Fortunately, everything went well.
The next morning, the main hall of the clan leader.
When Fang Han stepped into the hall, there were three people in the hall except the sect leader Chen Tianyuan.
Sect Master Chen Tianyuan is sitting at the head of the palace, wearing a dark green robe, with a slight frost on his temples, and an elegant face, but his eyes are as deep as stars, and when they fall on people, they have an invisible majesty.
On both sides of His Highness stood three young disciples.
Two men and one woman were standing with their hands down, looking a bit reserved and nervous.
Fang Han recognized the three people. They were the three disciples who first discovered Bodhi Blood Tree in the Azure Wolf Ridge valley.
Fang Han walked to the hall and saluted Chen Tianyuan.
"I've met the sect leader."
Chen Tianyuan nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Fang Han, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.
"You did a good job on this Azure Wolf Ridge trip. You allowed Nether Pavilion to return in vain, and moved Bodhi Blood Tree back to the sect safely. Fang Han, you established Major Merit for the sect."
Fang Han bowed his head and said.
"The sect master made a strong statement, this is my duty."
Chen Tianyuan didn't say much. He turned his eyes to the three young disciples of His Highness, his voice was gentle yet dignified.
"Wang Ming, Zhao Yue, Lin Xiaodie, the three of you were the first to discover Bodhi Blood Tree, and you are indispensable for finding such treasures for the sect."
He paused slightly and said.
"Each of the three will record one piece of Major Merit, and will be rewarded with a contribution value of 100,000."
Hearing this, Wang Ming, Zhao Yue and Lin Xiaodie suddenly felt uncontrollable joy on their faces.
"Thank you, sect master, for the gift!"
The three of them knelt down at the same time and thanked each other in unison, with excitement in their voices.
100,000 contribution points is an unimaginably huge contribution for them, who are just ordinary disciples.
The reward of Major Merit can usually only be obtained by Elder, which is something they can't even imagine.
Chen Tianyuan waved his hand, motioning for the three of them to stand up, then looked back at Fang Han and said.
"Fang Han, you have contributed a lot to defeating Nether Pavilion master Ling Wuyuan and protecting Bodhi Blood Tree."
He paused and said.
"Bodhi Blood Tree will bear fruit once a year. In the next three years, one Blood Bodhi will be yours every year."
Blood Bodhi, that's Low-Grade Heavenly Treasure.
Upper Third Grade warriors can directly improve their cultivation level by taking it. In terms of value, one Blood Bodhi is worth one Major Merit.
And Fang Han got three pills in three years.
In terms of value, it is comparable to three Major Merit.
Fang Han raised his head and met Chen Tianyuan's eyes.
"Thank you, Sect Master."
Three Blood Bodhi in three years. He is very satisfied with this reward. The most important thing is that this reward will be useful even if he becomes a grandmaster in the future.
For the Grandmaster, although Blood Bodhi cannot directly advance to one level like Upper Third Grade, it can also greatly improve the Grandmaster's cultivation level, saving the Grandmaster a lot of time in hard training, which is a precious cultivation treasure.
He was quite satisfied with such a harvest after just one trip. As expected, the sect master had indeed treated him well.
Chen Tianyuan waved his hand.
"Everyone, go down."
Fang Han exited the main hall together with three disciples.
Outside the hall, the three Wang Ming were still immersed in excitement and congratulated each other.
Fang Han nodded slightly to the three of them, then turned and walked towards his residence.