Beautiful woman picture 020 medicinal material grade

  Watching Si Tu Nan Tian and his group leave, Qing Luo led Qing Zi, Qing Shui, and several other third-generation descendants of the Qing family back to their home. Qing Shui was very curious about why the people from Bai Li City had come to the Qing house, but she didn't ask.

  As soon as Qing entered the gate of the Qing's house, Qing Shui saw Qing Yi standing in the distance with a smile on her face, looking at him. Qing Shui felt a sense of relief in his heart, this was his spiritual haven!

  "Mother! You're back!" Qing Shui happily ran over to hug Qing Yi, unaware of when he had grown to be as tall as the slender Qing Yi.

  Qīng Shuǐ looked at her beautiful mother, although the years had not left any marks on her face, but thinking of when she was young and changed diapers for herself, washed baths, even urinated on her... a beautiful and intelligent woman did all these because she was her own mother, her dearest person.

  Once most of the time was spent in his mother's arms, now he has grown up and should take care of her, making her proud to have such a son.

  "Just came back, huh, and grew taller again, almost as tall as Mother now, soon to be a grown-up." Qing Yi playfully bumped her forehead against Qing Shui's, seemingly comparing heights, with eyes full of smiles, her beautiful, slender eyes slightly raised.

  "Mother is the most beautiful person!" Qing Shui hugged Qing Yi's arm and walked towards their own small courtyard!

  Qing Yi looked at Qing Shui with a satisfied smile, her son was her only reliance, and she was his support. Looking at her son, Qing Yi also thought for him, "My son's martial arts talent is not good, it will be difficult to achieve anything in the future, but compared to when he was young and couldn't practice martial arts, this is already a great blessing."

  "Knowing contentment is bliss, for it doesn't come easily!" The smile of the young woman was as warm as sunshine!

  Qīng Shuǐ had always been unable to break through the bottleneck, after all, it had been five years. Although he had progressed from the thirty-six weeks of ancient strong body technique to forty-eight weeks now, Qīng Shuǐ knew that relying on his current cultivation was far from enough. Not even in Bǎi Lǐ City, where a thousand miles around were under his control, did he have a place of his own!

  No matter what, I must become stronger. With great power, I can protect myself and others. Qing Shui's clear eyes sparkled with joy as he thought to himself, "Even if I have to make an enemy of anyone, I won't let Mother suffer the slightest grievance!"

  "It doesn't matter if you can't break through the fourth layer, don't be discouraged. When you grow up, your mother will teach you how to do business, and with your clever mind, it's not bad to become a rich man either." The green-robed woman spoke in a calm tone without any ripples, fearing that Qing Shui would hear her worrying about his martial arts progress more than he did, which would make him feel guilty, remorseful, and very painful.

  If her son is often in pain, how can she be happy? Although her own dream may not come true, but living a peaceful and quiet life like this is also a kind of happiness.

  Qing Shui smiled, Qing Shui knew that what Qing Yi said was the four layers of Qing Lian Wu Jue!

  He himself is clear about his own problems, but he doesn't dare to live a plain life like this. Seeing his mother carefully saying that she's afraid of hurting his self-esteem, he feels that hiding it from her is not right. But how can he tell her? Moreover, the secret he's keeping is something that can only be hidden in his heart, and no one can say anything about it, because if they do, it will only bring trouble!

  "But I want Mother to know about my abilities, and I want her to find out slowly!" Qing Shui thought about how to explain it specifically.

  "Mother, what did the Situ family from Baili City come to see Grandfather for this time?" Qing Shui didn't ask Grandfather, but he could ask Mother. In these few years, Qing Yi had almost never hidden anything from him, except for one thing, which she kept secret from Qing Shui. But Qing Shui actually knew; after all, he had been able to understand other people's conversations since he was a few months old.

  "It's still not as good as the few thousand-year-old Lingzhi mushrooms we just got our hands on!" Qingyi sighed, somewhat helplessly.

  At the sound of the thousand-year-old Lingzhi, Qing Shui's heart skipped a beat. After all, it had taken him hundreds of years to find the ginseng and Lingzhi in his past life, and they were extremely difficult to come by. He hadn't expected to finally hear about the thousand-year-old divine medicine today.

  The continent of Jiuzhou, Qing Shui knew that even in a small village like Qingjiazhuang, one could find some hundred-year-old medicinal herbs in the local pharmacy. Occasionally, if a hunter was lucky enough, he might even be able to pick some medicinal herbs that were over two hundred years old.

  "Mother, is that medicine over a thousand years old in short supply?" Qing Shui asked, seeing that Qing Yi also looked like she was in pain.

  "For a hundred years, or even eight hundred years, as long as it's not a thousand years, it's just an ordinary herb. Only when it reaches a thousand years or more can it become a precious medicinal material. Although the difference between precious and ordinary is only one level, it's like heaven and earth apart. When many alchemists refine some precious elixirs to enhance their cultivation and increase their lifespan, precious medicinal materials are indispensable. Not even a year's difference is allowed!" Qing Yi said, perhaps opening up, smiling as she told Qing Shui about the knowledge of medicinal materials.

  "Is it precious medicine? Ordinary medicine? Is it calculated by year, then what about the medicine that is over a thousand years old or even ten thousand years old?" Qing Shui thought about the important issue of the age of the medicine and asked, after all, his mother was in the business of selling medicine, she should know a lot, otherwise buying and selling medicine would be a problem.

  "Medicinal materials and pellets are all graded, which are ordinary, precious, jade, king, imperial, emperor, sacred, and divine!"

  Qing Yi said, not waiting for Qing Shui to speak, and continued: "The value of medicinal herbs is not only determined by their variety and rarity, but also by their age. Ordinary medicinal herbs are those that are less than a thousand years old, but there is still a big difference in value between those that are hundreds or thousands of years old. Those over a thousand years old are considered precious, with three thousand years being jade grade, five thousand years being king grade, seven thousand years being imperial grade, eight thousand years being emperor grade, and nine thousand years being sacred grade. Only legendary medicinal herbs that are tens of thousands of years old can be considered divine grade."

  "How did you become interested in medicinal herbs!" Qing Yi smiled as she looked at Qing Shui, and was still very satisfied with this son. He was understanding and exceptionally clever!

  "Who doesn't like good things? Mother also likes those precious medicinal herbs, right?" Qing Shui said with a smile as he looked at his mother who was teasing him.

  "In fact, even if we obtain precious or even better medicinal materials, they are of no use to us except for trading them at a high price or exchanging them with alchemists for pills, which is not an equal exchange." As she mentioned the alchemist, Qingyi's eyes seemed to have a hint of nostalgia.

  Qīng Shuǐ knew his mother was thinking of unhappy things in the past, but he didn't ask.

  "Can't those precious medicinal herbs be taken directly?" Qing Shui knew that in his past life, some people would gnaw on hundred-year-old ginseng!