Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
For an ox to eat grass is always a natural thing, even if that ox was no longer an ordinary black ox and the grass it consumed was not ordinary grass either.
The middle-aged daoist glanced at the mountain path and asked calmly, "Are the spirit herbs here better than those in the herb garden?"
The black ox who was currently nibbling on a herb, made a vague sound and replied, "In the past, certainly not. But things are different now. These medicinal herbs have been here for who knows how many years. How can they still be ordinary medicinal herbs?"
The middle-aged daoist said indifferently, "No matter how good they are, they can't compare to what's in the herb garden either.
Hearing this, the black ox had a look of sudden realization and nodded repeatedly. "Daoist Master, you have profound insight! Indeed, these medicinal herbs by the roadside can't compare to the things properly cultivated in the herb garden."
The middle-aged daoist did not pay much attention to the errors in the ox's words. Instead, he pointed to the mountaintop and asked, "Is that the grand hall of this Rongshan Sect?"
The black ox shook its head and said with a soft sight, "I don't know either, Daoist Master. As you know, demonic beasts like me, we don't have any status. I've never been to that grand hall. But you, Daoist Master, have incisive judgment. You'll definitely figure out what it is."
The middle-aged daoist furrowed his brow slightly. Thinking for a moment, he said, "Head to that herb garden."
He did not want to waste any more time here. His priority was to find the herb garden.
If there were immortal herbs there, that would be the most important place.
The black ox agreed with a grunt and began to trot. Instead of heading toward the grand hall, they followed the distant mountain path, circling around the mountainside to reach the other side.
Soon, the two of them passed through a dense forest and entered a sea of flowers.
"Daoist Master, the herb garden is an important place. To prevent ordinary cultivators from causing trou
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