Cultivating Immortality: Start by burying corpses in a border town and become proficient!

"Gu~Gu~"

In the afternoon, as the sun peeked out from the gaps in the clouds, the scavenging owl that had been avoiding the wasteland flew back first, lingering around here, looking for a way to fill its stomach.

Du En and his team worked hard all day, filling the corpses in an orderly manner. At this time, they covered the corpses with the last shovel of soil, announcing the end of today's work.

Huh...

The people who buried the corpses were relieved and dispersed in a breath. They looked listless and more tired than usual. Ning Cai coughed and was weak.

The harm of the evil black air was really great. Even if they changed their strategies and tried to avoid it as much as possible, it was still inevitable that they would be more affected than usual.

The mana, which was not much and was still very sparse, was over-consumed. After another day of hard work, their hands were numb after shoveling the soil to the end, like a piece of frozen meat.

Only Du En had extra energy now and turned his attention to the mountains and forests beside the wasteland.

He was the first to walk out of the wasteland, took off his head cloth, and scanned the surroundings with a falcon-like gaze.

He lifted the shovel and knocked out a particularly impatient owl that came to his door.

They hadn't eaten meat yet today. Although there were some debris on the trail, how could they compare to the buried corpses that were soaked more thoroughly today and became ten times more delicious in their senses?

Then, as expected, using the lives of their own kind to verify that these two-legged corpses were still as difficult to deal with as before.

In the hustle and bustle, they could only settle for the next best thing.

"These mixed-haired birds are so noisy!"

Wei Ming couldn't help but lose his temper when he heard the chirping sound. He wanted to rush up and make them all shut up, but his body couldn't support such an operation.

The shovel he was holding seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead. Although he finished work earlier than normal, judging from the speed and strength of his steps now, it was estimated that when he returned to his residence, it would not be much different from the past.

Then, they saw a brisk and diligent figure leaving the path, swaying constantly among the trees in the forest.

"You are worthy of being the boss!"

Wei Ming praised again sincerely, and then, belatedly, "Huh? What is the boss doing?"

He looked at Ning Caize, subconsciously.

Don't look at me like this when you encounter something you don't know!

I am just aging prematurely, not really in my forties or fifties!

Ning Caize was actually just as confused in his heart, and couldn't understand what Du En was doing at this moment.

Looking at the place where he just stood, a comatose strange owl with a broken neck was lying there quietly.

Magic!

This man actually threw the free food he just got on the ground!

Everyone was surprised and stopped directly. While resting and breathing with the shovel, they looked at Du En together to see what he was doing.

He didn't care about being the focus of attention.

Looking at the forest where the sunlight leaked through the cracks, it was easy to find it in these places where the light was everywhere.

Ginseng, wolfberry, and wild red dates.

This southern Xinjiang forest is indeed primitive and rich, especially around the corpse burial wasteland, where there are few people, so many plants that can be used as medicine grow wildly.

Although none of them are of grade and not considered spiritual objects, they are not ordinary goods.

Ginseng can be easily picked up for decades, wolfberry is bright red and the size of a finger, and wild red dates are hanging on the branches, so you can pick and choose at will.

He picked a bunch of them, weighing several kilograms, and wrapped them with a clean piece of cloth he brought out in the morning and walked back to the crowd.

"This, medicinal materials?"

Everyone was a little stunned.

Du En nodded slightly and explained briefly: "Yes, medicinal materials, I want to tinker with spiritual food. I heard about it near Qingya Garden before. I have been thinking about it for so many days and I am a little sure."

As soon as the name of Qingya Garden came out, the four old men including Ning Caize suddenly changed their faces, and they were very secretive and avoided the topic of this aspect.

Anyway, the doubts about Du En's motives have been cleared up.

Wei Ming was confused, but he also knew that he couldn't say anything that shouldn't be said at this time, so he changed the subject: "By the way, these ginseng and other things grow here, can they be used?"

This wasteland where corpses are buried is not a good place!

"Try it and you'll know."

Du En just answered like this.

Three steps to test for poison!

The first step is to crush it and apply it on the exposed skin, and feel it carefully and compare it with the diet.

The second step is to crush it and apply it on the lips, mouth, etc., and continue to feel it and continue to compare it.

The third step is to chew it and swallow a small amount into the stomach, and still feel and compare it.

At the same time, it is indispensable to operate the exercises and call on the magic power as an aid.

Such a well-organized behavior made others a little nervous.

So, when he saw Du En's new reaction, he couldn't help asking: "How is it?"

"Not bad, there is no Yin cold strange evil, but it is the opposite of things, and it all shows Yang warm medicinal properties."

Du En came to this conclusion.

Hearing this, the others' eyes suddenly brightened.

Yang-warming medicine, can it cure the evil spirits that seep into the body?

Otherwise, just going back and boiling ginger soup will not be of any use at all, and can only comfort themselves.

They immediately forced themselves to pick some to eat and see if there is a better effect.

Seeing this, Du En did not stop them, but just added: "If you want to pick, pick those that grow in the sun."

The ones he just chose are of this type, and there is no guarantee that the same medicinal materials grown in the shade have similar medicinal properties.

After all, these ordinary medicines are easily affected by the environment.

Even the spiritual medicines of the entry level will show different medicinal properties due to different planting methods.

Seeing that everyone else listened, Du En wrapped the medicinal materials tightly and hung them on his body, then carried a shovel in one hand and a strange owl in the other.

With a thought, the panel appeared.

Basically, everything has not changed, but there is one more thing.

[Hundred Arts: Collection and Identification (Beginners 1/10)]

"Collection and identification? That's right, collection and identification of various spiritual objects is indeed a craft, which has derived many professions such as prospectors and herbalists."

Unlike the pure physical work of burying corpses, it can be classified as one of the hundred arts of cultivating immortals.

This is an unexpected surprise.

It also proves in disguise that there is no problem of misjudgment of the medicinal materials he collected here.

In his mind, he has begun to think about how to cook them.

In the papers contributed by Luo Heng, there are no specific meal dishes, only theoretical basis. How to do it depends on Du En himself.

However, from the situation of Caijian, it can be inferred that it is indeed a feasible strategy to start with non-level things for Baiyi.

The others walked back quickly.

They stuffed some things in their mouths, mainly wild red dates, which were large, sweet and juicy, easier to find than ginseng and more conspicuous than wolfberries.

The main reason was that they were too dirty, unlike Du En who had prepared in advance, so they could only stuff some with their barely clean hands.

This tasted delicious, and after entering the stomach, it seemed warm, which was more powerful than drinking a large pot of ginger soup, and it felt quite comfortable.

Although the effect was limited to this, it was already very good.

"Du En, it has to be you! If it were us, and the predecessors in the past, we would not dare to start with the wild medicinal materials here, and we would just watch them grow here and rot one after another."

Unlike ginseng, these wild red dates and wolfberries are all fruits, which will fall off when they are ripe, and will rot if they fall for a long time.

Ning Cai felt very sad because of this.

The others were busy chewing and just nodded, expressing their admiration for Duan.