Mo Wen walked one round in the valley and discovered that there were many fruit trees, apple trees, pomelo trees, peach trees … There were also many fruit trees that Mo Wen did not know about. Some of them bore bright and glistening fruits, while others were smooth and glossy. It was obvious that it was not the season to bear fruit yet.
Other than that, there were a few pieces of barren land that looked like vegetable fields in the valley. However, no one had taken care of them for more than 300 years, so they had long been barren.
Chang Qingfeng had obviously lived in the valley for a period of time. Those fruit trees and vegetables were all planted by him. The fish in the pool were most likely also reared by him.
What surprised Mo Wen was that he had also discovered a medicinal field in the valley. In the southeast area, there were many medicinal fields that were more than a hundred mu.
Although no one had taken care of them for 300 to 400 years, the medicinal field had long been barren with weeds everywhere. The medicinal herbs were sparse as well.
However, with such a large area of medicinal field, some medicinal herbs with strong vitality had still survived. Moreover, to be able to survive until now, they were most likely 300 to 400 years old. With such a long age, even the most common medicinal herbs would most likely have become sentient.
Any stalk of it would be extremely precious. Many serious illnesses required medicinal herbs of a certain age to be able to be treated.
Mo Wen wandered around the medicinal field with interest. Although it was somewhat difficult to find medicinal herbs among the overgrown weeds, he still enjoyed it.
As a miracle physician, he was naturally very sensitive to medicinal herbs. Only a miracle physician could maximize the value of medicinal herbs.
Chang Qingfeng had inherited the medical techniques of the Ming Cult. Back then, he was also a famous miracle physician. Mo Wen was not surprised that he had planted so many medicinal herbs in his cave abode.
Many of the medicinal herbs that he had planted were the most common and basic medicinal herbs. Although there were one or two stalks of rare medicinal herbs, they were very few.
However, this was very normal. The reason why rare medicinal herbs were rare was not because they were few in number, but because they were very difficult to cultivate or even impossible to cultivate. They could only be cultivated naturally by chance.
Otherwise, once it was easy to cultivate, even the rarest medicinal herbs could be cultivated in large quantities.
Some rare medicinal herbs often required a specific environment to survive. The various requirements were very limited, so it was not easy to cultivate.
Perhaps Chang Qingfeng had cultivated many rare medicinal herbs, but if he had not cared for them for 300 to 400 years, they would most likely have died long ago. To be lucky enough to survive one or two stalks were all coincidences. Only those herbs that were not rare could adapt to all kinds of environments and have a very strong vitality.
Mo Wen strolled leisurely in the medicinal field. Although the medicinal herbs in the medicinal field were all a few hundred years old, they were basically equivalent to wild medicinal herbs under such circumstances. Some 300-year-old lingzhi mushrooms, 500-year-old wild ginseng, and 300-year-old sealwort could be sold for sky-high prices outside.
However, in Mo Wen's eyes, they were just ordinary medicinal herbs. Don't forget that in his previous life, he was the imperial physician of the imperial court. He could take all the good medicinal herbs from the national treasury. The more he saw, the more he saw. It was difficult for some ordinary medicinal herbs to catch his eye.
Even if there were a few rare medicinal herbs, it would at most catch his attention. Moreover, he didn't need them at all, so he didn't care too much about them.
For medicinal herbs that he could not use at the moment, he would definitely not casually pick them. For a doctor, respecting the lives of medicinal herbs was the most basic medical ethics. If he could use it in the future, it wouldn't be too late to pick it up then.
After strolling one round, Mo Wen, who was a little dispirited, was prepared to return home. However, the moment he turned around, his footsteps suddenly froze. His gaze was fixed on a patch of wild grass.
In the wild grass patch, a stalk of what seemed to be a very young plant was poking its head out, trying hard to absorb the sunlight outside.
Mo Wen's pupils constricted slightly. He walked over in shock. Pushing aside the weeds, a stalk of dark red grass suddenly appeared before his eyes.
"Blood-Heart Grass!"
He took a deep breath. His eyes were filled with excitement. He would never have thought that a stalk of Blood-Heart Grass would appear in the medicinal field. Surprise! Too surprise!
The Blood-Heart Grass was a rare medicinal herb to Mo Wen, the miracle physician of his previous life. It was so precious that it couldn't be exchanged for money. There were only a few stalks in the imperial palace's national medicine storehouse. Every stalk was priceless.
Even with his status as the imperial physician of the imperial court, he couldn't easily use the Blood-Heart Grass. It had to be approved by the emperor before it could be used.
The reason why the Blood-Heart Grass was so precious was not only because of its amazing medicinal effects, but also because it had extremely harsh living conditions. It could be said that it could not be cultivated artificially because no one knew what conditions were needed to cultivate the Blood-Heart Grass.
For Mo Wen, the Blood-Heart Grass was used a lot, and it could be put to good use. A stalk of Blood-Heart Grass could often save a person who was terminally ill. It could be said to be a sacred item in medicine.
This was especially so for martial artists. The Blood-Heart Grass was even more extraordinary. The Blood, Vitality, and Qi Transmuting Powder concocted by the Blood-Heart Grass could be used to refine one's marrow, change the physique of a martial artist, and even directly increase the cultivation of Inner Qi.
As the successor of a medical family, Mo Wen naturally knew the secret recipe for the Blood, Vitality, and Qi transmuting powder. If it was in his previous life, the Blood Heart Grass might not have been important to him. However, in this life, things were different.
In that life, he was a heaven-bestowed genius. He had been cultivating since he was young and had a good foundation. His path of cultivation was smooth, and there were almost no bumps before the Sea of Qi realm.
The Blood, Vitality, and Qi Transmuting Powder refined from the Blood-Heart Grass was just the icing on the cake for him. It was not very useful.
However, in this life, he had only started cultivating when he was 18 years old. He had missed the best time for cultivation, so it was definitely not easy for him to achieve anything great.
However, with the Blood, Vitality, and Qi Transmuting Powder refined from the Blood-Heart Grass, he could refine his marrow, improve his physique, and return to the best state of cultivation.
The true meaning of the Blood, Vitality, and Qi Transmuting Powder was not to increase the realm of an ancient martial art practitioner's cultivation, but to improve the physique and revitalize the body.
The younger a person was, the more malleable he was. If he missed the best time, it would naturally be difficult to change in the future.
However, the Blood, Vitality, and Qi Transmuting Powder could push the body's potential back to the state when he was young. At that time, his Qi and blood were abundant, and he was at his most malleable.
With Mo Wen's experience, once he recovered the body's potential from when he was young, his cultivation would definitely advance by leaps and bounds. He could even recover his previous cultivation in a short period of time.
One could imagine how important the Blood-Heart Grass was to him. It simply gave him a chance to start afresh.
Mo Wen carefully cleared away all the weeds around the Blood-Heart Grass. Finally, the full appearance of the Blood-Heart Grass was revealed. It was a stalk of grass that was about half a foot long. It had seven leaves, and every leaf was bright red and glistening. It was abnormally gorgeous.
The roots of the Blood-Heart Grass were like blood vessels. There seemed to be blood flowing in them. It was rather strange.
"450 years of medicinal age. It's simply amazing!"
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