After Wang Yao had planted the seeds, he took out The Catalogue of Magic Herbs and started to read the traits of Shanjing and Guiyuan. Both of the herbs needed to grow in areas with a lot of luminous clouds. There was not much he could do about this. He could only water them with the ancient spring.
The seeds he planted sprouted on the third day.
Three days later, Guo Sirou and He Qisheng came to the hill again.
They are so quick! thought Wang Yao when he came down from the top of the hill. Just now, he was practicing his deep breathing when he heard San Xian barking in the distance. Then he saw two people coming towards his cottage. He had to finish his breathing exercises early to meet them.
"How is everything going? Do you have a way to cure my grandpa?" asked Guo Sirou as soon as she saw Wang Yao.
"Not in such a short period of time. But if you can wait for a month, maybe there is a way to cure your grandpa," said Wang Yao.
