Chapter One Hundred Seventy-Nine
As soon as Long Xiaoshan walked into the backyard, he smelled the scent of medicinal herbs that refreshed both mind and spirit.
He fixed his gaze and looked closer.
His eyes suddenly brightened, and he hurried over to the side of several medicinal pots.
He saw that every herb in the pots had grown larger, its branches and leaves lush and dripping with vitality, emitting a strong medicinal fragrance, a world of difference from the herbs that had just been put in for cultivation.
Long Xiaoshan checked the growth of the medicinal herbs.
The age of medicinal herbs could be told in many ways.
With Long Xiaoshan's knowledge of medicines,
a moment later,
his eyes showed a look of surprise; the ginseng that originally had only ten years' worth had, with the catalysis of Spiritual Liquid, actually reached thirty years' worth, that is, a single drop of Spiritual Liquid had made it grow an additional twenty years.
