After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 937

"Who are you? How dare you break into the Spiritual Medicine Valley at night?"

At this moment, a loud shout came from the valley, and several blood-stained guards rushed out. The leader was a middle-aged man with a condensed and long aura, staring at Qin He and the others with burning eyes.

"It's me~Deacon Lu." Qin He walked closer and said with a smile.

The middle-aged man stared at him, puzzled, "Is it you, Hei Chao?"

"Sorry to bother you with your late night visit." Qin He said in a muffled voice.

"Hei Chao, according to the law of our tribe, the Spiritual Medicine Valley does not accept guests at night. Please leave quickly and come back at dawn if you have anything." The middle-aged man's tone softened a bit, but he still kept people at a distance.

Heaven created all things: birds and beasts are monsters, mayflies and plants are spirits, and mountains, rivers, soil and rocks are monsters.

Spiritual medicine absorbs the essence of the moon. Night is the time when spiritual medicine grows, and it must not be disturbed. Therefore, the more precious the medicine is, the more it must follow this rule.

"Of course I know the law, but there are reasons for everything. I'm here for the Holy Son. Please allow me to talk for a moment." Qin He said with a slightly serious tone.

"Holy Son?" The middle-aged man's face changed when he heard it, and the few bird feathers left under his cheek trembled a few times.

Then, Qin He pulled the middle-aged man aside and muttered a few words to him.

The middle-aged man frowned for a moment, then turned to the blood-stained guards guarding the door and ordered, "Let them in. This matter is top secret and cannot be spread outside."

"Yes."

Several blood-stained guards responded and made way for the valley entrance. Then, ripples appeared in the air, and a crack appeared as if a gauze curtain had been pulled open.

In an instant, an extremely rich spiritual energy mixed with the fragrance of spiritual herbs came towards me.

I took a deep breath and felt my whole body relaxed and my bones felt lighter.

"You two, please follow me."

Then, the middle-aged man led Qin He and the other man into the valley.

Looking around, Qin He was suddenly a little shocked. He saw magical herbs everywhere in the mountains and plains.

Red, purple, white…flowers, fruits…flowers growing on vines, flowers hanging on trees…all in a riot of colour, competing for splendor.

Any one of them is a magical medicine that is more than decades old and is planted casually on hillsides, roadsides and corners.

Their somewhat wild growth proves that they are not the protagonists of the Medicine Valley.

Because further away, there are fenced medicinal gardens, some of which are even covered with spiritual formations, making them particularly eye-catching.

When he got closer, even Qin He was a little shocked.

In the past, Qin He mainly relied on rewards to obtain pills and precious materials. He did not have much demand for spiritual plants and precious medicines, and even rarely refined pills, although his alchemy skills were actually quite good and he was still an intermediate alchemist.

But Qin He had no motivation to collect these things, and the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art did not focus on efficacy, but only cared about whether the quantity was sufficient.

Essentially, swallowing precious spiritual plants and medicines is a waste.

But after all, wild boars can also eat fine bran.

I've got my eyes on you, so what?

The two slaps that Hui Mi Qiu received were not cheap.

In front of him, rows of neatly arranged medicinal fields included red fruit, white frost vine, human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum, nine-leaf ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, black pearl grass, weeping blood branch... rows of various kinds of seeds, some of which Qin He couldn't even name.

The years vary, some are young seedlings, while others are decades or even hundreds of years old.

One of them is a human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum, which is very lifelike. It is at least several hundred years old and occupies half a row of land. There is also a green magic circle covering it around it.

There was a sign next to it with a person's name written on it.

"That's the Polygonum multiflorum that Elder Wu Zhuzi transplanted a hundred years ago. It's about to reach its thousandth anniversary." Seeing that Qin He's attention was attracted, the middle-aged man introduced it casually.

"Millennial Polygonum multiflorum?" Hui Mi Qiu licked his lips unconsciously.

Shouwu is a precious warming tonic medicine that can be chewed raw even without refining the medicine. As long as you don't eat too much at one time, there will be no problem. It is very suitable for gray rice.

This kind of precious medicine is considered a top-grade medicinal material and is extremely valuable even in the wilds of the Western Regions.

Soon, Qin He saw another medicinal plant that was completely crimson, with paper strips entwined with each other, few leaves, and a blood-red fruit as big as a fist hanging on it.

At first glance, it looks like a large drop of blood about to fall, surrounded by red light and shining brightly.

"This is Elder Heiyu's dragon blood fruit. It blooms after 500 years and bears fruit after 300 years. It is 800 years old. It was transplanted here 50 years ago. It almost withered at the beginning. It took a great price to revive it. It is about to mature." The middle-aged man said again.

"This medicine should be very strong, right?" Qin He asked casually.

"That's right. This fruit is as strong as dragon blood. It needs to be refined into a pill after a very complicated process before it can be consumed." The middle-aged man nodded.

"What is that?" Huimiqiu pointed to the distance, probably on a hillside in the center of the medicine valley.

The protective magic circle there is larger than the one covering the Polygonum multiflorum and dragon blood fruit, and is colorful. The faint pressure can be sensed even from a long distance.

"That is the treasure of our clan, the Hunyuan Flower. This flower blooms once every three thousand years, and blooms for a hundred years. Putting aside the function of the flower itself, even a drop of dew that falls from its petals every morning, after being diluted a hundred times and drinking a small sip, is equivalent to more than a month of hard training." The middle-aged man said with a little pride.

"It turns out that the Hunyuan Flower Dew comes from here." Huimi Qiu was shocked.

Hunyuan Flower Dew is a specialty of Chao City and is also circulated among the people. A small bottle costs several thousand mithril coins and is extremely expensive.

I have only seen Gray Rice Qiu but never bought it. It has a mild medicinal property and is one of the safest spiritual medicines for low-level cultivators to aid their cultivation.

"Okay, the Jinyu glue you want for healing is on this tree. Hurry up and pick it yourself." After walking for a while, the middle-aged man pointed to a big tree that looked like a peach tree and said to Qin He.

Qin He looked at the big tree and saw that the trunk was covered with clumps of purple gel, shining brightly.

"Not bad, not bad. This is really a treasure land. Haha, then we won't be polite."

Qin He smiled, turned around slowly, and then tapped several places on the middle-aged man's body at lightning speed.

The middle-aged man's body immediately became immobile. Not only was his body immobilized, but even the demonic essence within him stagnated, becoming trapped. His expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock, "Hei Chao, what are you...what are you doing?"

"You said it, we'll pick it ourselves." Qin He rubbed his hands and grinned.