Ning Changge smiled. To establish a spiritual herb garden, the first step was to create spiritual soil. Ordinary soil required centuries to cultivate spiritual herbs. Using spiritual soil greatly shortened this time, and with time restrictions, it could help Ning Changge in a shorter period.
Rolling spiritual energy poured in. Ning Changge summoned the Mountain and River Gathering Spirit Furnace, pouring the stored spiritual liquid into the soil, forming the foundation of spiritual soil.
The rich spiritual light flashed.
Song Yuanqiao and the others couldn’t feel it, but standing on the soil made them feel incredibly comfortable.
Ning Changge cast restrictions, locking in the spiritual energy. The soil slowly transformed into spiritual soil, needing only a few more days to complete.
The first step was successful. Next was the formation setup. The Spirit Locking Formation! This small formation, recently created by Ning Changge, could lock in spiritual energy.
He wanted the herb garden to achieve its own cycle, becoming a spiritual land within Wudang.
Pure Yang True Fire appeared, refining formation flags, which he placed in the corners of the spiritual soil. From Ning Changge’s perspective, the spiritual energy only entered, not exited.
Over time, it would become a blessed land, a unique opportunity for Ji Xiaofu.
With the herb garden’s foundation complete, Song Yuanqiao and the others looked up, seeing a beam of star power descending from the sky, continuously supplying the spiritual soil. The sight was like heavenly blessings, more majestic and grand than any earthly waterfall, leaving them in awe of their junior brother’s grand plan.
Mo Shenggu curiously asked, “Junior brother, you mentioned a herb garden. Where are the herbs?”
Ning Changge smiled. This was the final step, transplanting the herbs.
With a wave, spiritual herbs flew from his Na Yuan Ring: ginseng, fleeceflower root, lingzhi, angelica… all were top-grade, centuries-old, with considerable spiritual power. Official source is ɴovelfire.net
Two items stood out. One was a black-red seed, the remnant of a Zhu fruit, still containing spiritual power.If successfully planted, it could be cultivated on a large scale.
The other was a spiritual tea tree, discovered by chance on Wudang, containing faint spiritual power. After extensive cultivation, it had transformed into a Dao comprehension tea, extremely precious among the herbs.
Ning Changge infused each herb with the Eternal Evergreen Technique’s spiritual power, planting them in the spiritual soil, aligning with the secrets of heaven and the formation’s requirements.
The star power and spiritual energy were drawn to the herbs, rejuvenating them and enhancing their essence.
Ning Changge added time restrictions to the formation, accelerating the herbs’ absorption of spiritual energy. The time flow effect was evident. Though he had initially grasped a bit of time restriction by chance, he still didn’t fully understand it. The Dao of Time was vast, requiring endless exploration.
After observing for a while and finding no issues, Ning Changge felt relieved. The herb garden was complete! He looked at Song Yuanqiao and the others, who were in a daze. Such methods were truly earth-shattering! The star power column descended like a heavenly river, and the herb garden was filled with boundless vitality. The herbs thrived, making one feel refreshed with just a breath.
This herb garden was worlds apart from ordinary ones. Ning Changge’s plan had greatly exceeded their expectations. They had thought it would be a simple plot for planting herbs. Now, they realized they had only guessed half right. The Wudang Seven Heroes exchanged glances, smiling and sighing in admiration. They could never predict their junior brother’s methods.
The Wudang Seven Heroes were continuously amazed. Even though they were accustomed to Ning Changge’s unpredictability, they were still astonished. This spiritual herb garden was like the legendary celestial garden of the heavens. They even thought that, given time, it might truly become a celestial garden.
Ji Xiaofu was equally stunned. Unlike the Wudang Seven Heroes, who were purely amazed and awestruck, she felt an immense sense of tension and self-doubt. Could she really manage such a mystical and extraordinary herb garden? If she failed and caused trouble for the Little Immortal, she would be guilty beyond redemption.
Ning Changge’s voice rang out: “From now on, you will live here and take good care of the herbs. Water them with spiritual water three times a day. No one will disturb you here.” With a slight gesture, the spiritual soil on the west side of the herb garden sprouted grass, quickly forming a genuine grass hut.
Although this scene was also quite mystical, compared to before, it was nothing. The Wudang Seven Heroes were becoming immune.
Ji Xiaofu quickly nodded but hesitated. Finally, she said, “I… I’m worried I won’t do a good job. If I don’t take good care of your herbs and cause trouble for you, I would be guilty beyond redemption.”
Ning Changge smiled slightly: “Since I said you can do it, you can. Communicate with the herbs as you did with the spiritual sword. If anything happens, come to the Sutra Pavilion and tell me.”
This was what Ning Changge valued most about Ji Xiaofu. Otherwise, he could have any Wudang disciple do the mundane tasks of watering the herbs. After saying this, Ning Changge and the Wudang Seven Heroes nodded, and they instantly disappeared from the spot.
Ji Xiaofu stood speechless, silently walking among the herbs. Gradually, she felt a sense of peace, and then she sensed a mysterious pulsation around her. She widened her eyes in surprise, feeling as if the herbs were greeting her—lively, pure, and without deceit.
Ji Xiaofu couldn’t help but look up at the starry sky, then at the herbs swaying with spiritual light, and she smiled from the bottom of her heart. After her sect was massacred and her revenge on Emei Mountain, she had seen the worst of human nature. She was tired of the martial world’s conflicts. Now, this secluded herb garden provided her with a sanctuary, a joy she couldn’t express to others.
(tln : she had no enemies moment)