"May I ask, Elder, what year would this be according to the mortal world's heavenly stems and earthly branches?"
After purchasing second-grade formation materials, He Pingsheng asked another question.
The old man counted on his fingers and said, "We immortals don't normally use that calendar, but by that reckoning, this should be a Jiazi year!"
"Oh..." He Pingsheng nodded. "Thank you, Senior Master!"
With that, he left the Five Treasures Court.
A Jiazi year!
The ten-jiachen ginseng only broke through the soil in a Jiachen year, which came once every sixty years.
Unless it was a Jiachen year, the thing would never emerge.
This was a Jiazi year, so there were still forty years until the next Jiachen year!
That was still a long way off, wasn't it?
But never mind... He would familiarize himself with the formation first. Once everything was ready, catching the ten-jiachen ginseng later would be no problem.
Returning to his Daoist grounds, He Pingsheng continued his secluded cultivation.
This time, however, he could only study formations.
Before he knew it, another three years had passed.
After three years of study, He Pingsheng could finally set up the Thousand-Demon Heavenly Fragrance Formation, which would lure the ten-jiachen ginseng.
In theory, he could set it up, but actually doing so would still take several months of work.
Just then, Su Muyu's voice came from outside the great hall. "Little Junior Brother, are you in seclusion?"
"Come out at once! Something big has happened!"
Startled by her words, He Pingsheng hurried out of his Daoist grounds.
"Senior Sister, what happened?" He Pingsheng asked Su Muyu.
"Don't ask yet. Come with me!" Su Muyu said.
"I'll take you to see Master first!"
The two rushed to Su Nian's Daoist grounds as though their brows were on fire.
Su Nian