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Chapter 18 Purple Gold Spirit Field

"The next one is the thousand-year-old medicinal materials, thousand-year-old black, bone-shaped vine, and radiant Yang grass..." Jian'er looked at the strings of medicine names spit out from her bright red mouth. She had heard of it for a few times. For the first time, Jian'er realized that she was so ignorant.

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"The last ones are some herbs with shallow ages, many of which are less than a hundred years old, so they are useless!" Nodded in agreement, Shenwa finally made a final summary.

Finally, I finished walking, with starry eyes flashing and looking at the ginseng baby with admiration. It’s a great thing to remember so many medicinal materials, let alone planting them. Compared to the ginseng baby’s medicine room, the pharmacy in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital is simply weak, not compared to the years. Just talking about all kinds of things is not on the same level: "Ginseng baby, you are strong! You can actually remember so many things."

"Is it too much? It's easy to remember." Piaoqian's eyes were held, holding the powder and hammering it on his palm. "Sister just felt it was difficult to practice. This is a very simple thing for practitioners. With her sister's talent, she can do it quickly."

"I'll think about it again." Thinking that if you really practice, you will face countless difficulties, and just change your shape will be a test of a life-and-death life, and the countless challenges you may face in the future, Jian'er felt that she was not ready yet. Although the inheritance of Venerable Youlian was sealed and could not be seen, Jian'er also understood that if you don't have a certain degree of awareness, you should not easily get involved in this road of no return. Once you really enter this road, you can only walk forward. This is a road without a way out. The calm nature of taking things with you makes Jian'er feel that his life is actually not bad now, and life is a beautiful thing, at least there is no need for change so far.

"Why don't my sister want to practice?" Shenwa felt very strange, "Even the ancient gods, the gods, might not have had such good talents and experiences as sisters."

"Okay, Ganwa, my sister has her own considerations." Taohua stretched out her hand and rubbed Ganwa's little head, interrupting him, "It's sister, Taohua has something to say, whether it's right to say it..."
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