If he could plant live herbs, he would bring them back to the herb garden and replant them.
If he couldn't plant them alive, he would immediately dispose of them and store them.
The few elders of the Pill Pavilion had almost filled up their pill furnaces and were constantly refining pills.
In just a few days, the alchemy skills of the elders of the Pill Pavilion were constantly improving.
It had already been more than a month since Li Mu had finished cleaning up the garden.
The few wooden hoes that he had made all became worn out.
"It's finally starting to look like something!"
The difference was too big in the medicinal garden. It was much better than the messy and disorganized one from before.
If he wanted the medicinal herbs to grow better, he still had to continue cleaning.
He swept a glance at the medicinal garden.
Li Mu shook his head. He could no longer clean it up.
