As they were talking, a loud rumble resounded!
On Jialan Peak, the aura of grass and trees gently fluctuated. Everywhere, there was a refreshing fragrance, and the spiritual medicines in the various medicinal fields had slightly wilted. Blood Ginseng Farm, Lingzhi Drug Field, Poria Cocos Medicinal Field, Rosaceous Medicinal Field, Gastrodia Medicinal Field, Dragon-Snake Grass Medicinal Field, Snow Lotus Medicinal Field... The Spiritual Qi of spiritual medicines in thousands of acres of medicinal fields were rapidly draining away. They surged like roaring waves, all converging towards Fang Han, who was sitting cross-legged in the Purple Bamboo Forest. The aura then merged into his Mana.