"Fine. Very good!"
Leaving those words behind, Lu Bai left.
Although Li Ping'an did not want to stir up trouble, he was not afraid of it either.
After Lu Bai left, Li Ping'an continued cultivating.
He gradually came to understand many things. Every time he cultivated,
he would feel a force running wild inside him.
This was the effect brought about by the Mud Pellet.
Whenever he circulated his energy, a force would travel through his meridians.
Especially now, he felt that flowing sensation almost every moment.
This force seemed to have formed some sort of resonance with the outside world. Every breath made him feel as though he were floating away to become an immortal.
In the blink of an eye, another two or three days passed.
Li Ping'an had thought Lu Bai would come looking for trouble, yet nothing happened.
Still, who knew what little tricks that fellow might be playing behind his back?
Li Ping'an was not worried about his life being in danger, though. At least on Shushan, the other party absolutely would not dare do such a thing.
"Dig a hole, bury some dirt, count out one, two, three, four, five. My own soil, my own land, whatever I plant grows renminbi~"
Li Ping'an chanted as he turned the soil.
His face toward the yellow earth, his back toward the sky.
An ox and a Chah followed behind him, swinging their hoes just as hard.
A translucent gray cloud faintly veiled the moonlight.
"That's right, just like that!"
Li Ping'an pointed at the Chah. "Run Tu, learn a thing or two from Old Ox."
Run Tu was the name Li Ping'an had given the Chah.
Run Tu nodded.
Li Ping'an went back inside to continue refining medicine.
"Dongling Herb."
"Present!"
"Sanhuang Tablet."
"Present!"
"Caoshanhu."