You, a druid, go to practice Taoism?.

Chapter 25: Flowing Grass, the Main Ingredient for Mutagenic Liquid
When faced with Fatty Zhou's request, Qi Ping and Sister Nan agreed without much hesitation.

Because the mountain stream where Fatty Zhou was located was just outside the Yunwu Mountains, it was not far from everyone, so there would be no loss or danger in going to take a look.

More importantly, as members of the Fusheng Society, if they stand idly by and watch such a simple matter as today, who will help you if you encounter any problems in the future?
Almost everyone in Fushengkai now has received help from others when facing difficulties.

In the cruel lower class of the immortal cultivation world, lone wolves are rare. Generally, they either form their own groups or join some other organizations.

The lone wolves in the world of immortal cultivation are usually people who have both courage and strength, and they are basically strong men, because those who are not strong are basically dead.
In addition, although Fatty Zhou has participated less in the activities of the Fusheng Society in recent years, he has never said no when there is something he needs. Even when Qi Ping escaped from the bees, Fatty Zhou came without saying a word after he knew about it.

"Of course you can, Fatty! Take us to see it quickly, so nothing can happen due to the delay." Qi Ping replied.

Sister Nan also nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then come with me quickly. I'm really afraid that if this continues, they will starve to death. There are more than 60 black ducks."

"I just stopped eating and drinking four days ago. I was fine before that, but nothing happened that day."

Fat Zhou kept talking all the way, expressing his uncomfortable emotions while talking about the various details of the black duck problem.

He has such a nagging personality, and he doesn't have any scheming, and his chubby appearance makes him look quite cute.

Soon after, the two followed Fatty Zhou to a mountain stream surrounded by mountains and water.

There are neatly trimmed flowers, plants and trees in the mountain stream.

In the middle of a vegetable field, there is a rather exquisite pastoral-style courtyard.

There are all kinds of beautiful or cute decorations hanging in the yard. Judging from the style, they were probably arranged by Fatty Zhou's wife and children.

In the courtyard, there were two beautiful women wearing light yellow silk, and there were four children playing around them.

Seeing this, Qi Ping couldn't help but sigh that Fatty Zhou was a blessed man. Not only did he marry two beautiful twins, but his two wives also became pregnant at the same time and gave birth to two pairs of twins, a boy and a girl.

"Daddy, you're back"

When they saw Fatty Zhou coming back, the four children immediately came up to him happily.

"Yeah, do you miss daddy?"

Fatty Zhou concealed his inner sadness and hugged each of the children one by one with a smile on his face.

"Yes! Daddy, can you play hide-and-seek with us?" The four children said in unison. It was obvious that they all liked playing with Fatty Zhou.

"Not yet. Daddy has something to do. Can you guys play by yourselves first? Daddy will accompany you later."

"Okay. Then we'll go play by ourselves."

While Fatty Zhou was greeting his children, his two wives immediately went back to the house to make tea.

In their eyes, the person Fatty Zhou brought back was the Immortal Master, who must not be neglected. This might be because Fatty Zhou had never told his wife about the difficulties of being a low-level cultivator!
However, Qi Ping and Sister Nan shook their heads and refused, saying that it was more important to solve the problem of the black duck first.

But there is another important reason, which is that immortal cultivators generally do not come into contact with the mortal family members of other immortal cultivators.

Having no topics is a problem, but what’s more important is that being involved in the cause and effect of a cultivator will not bring any benefits to a mortal without spiritual roots.

Not long after, Qi Ping and Sister Nan came to his duck farm under the guidance of Fatty Zhou.

"Look, they just lie there motionless. You can't drive them away. They haven't eaten or drunk anything for four days. The only thing they can do is quack occasionally. Now they are so weak. Alas."

Just as Fatty Zhou said, Qi Ping looked over and saw more than 60 black ducks lying weakly on the ground without moving. Black ducks are low-level spiritual beasts that have been passed down from ancient times in the Yunwu Mountains. Under normal circumstances, the feathers of black ducks are bright and beautiful, and they exude a strong spiritual energy.

But now not only is his hair dry, but there is no spiritual energy in his body.

"Normally, such a large number of cases with identical symptoms are most likely caused by plague or poisoning..."

So Qi Ping and Sister Nan stepped forward and carefully checked it with their spiritual sense.

But a long time passed, and the expressions of the two people changed from calm to tightly frowned, but they still didn't discover anything.

Because no signs of plague or poisoning can be found in the body of the Wuling duck.

Their body functions and organs are normal, they just appear a little weak because they have not eaten.

When Fatty Zhou saw this scene, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Many of his friends had seen this before, and like Qi Ping and Sister Nan, they couldn't find the root of the problem.

"What? Can't you find the reason?"

After waiting for a long time, Fatty Zhou found that the two still had no clue, but he still asked reluctantly.

If all these ducks died, I'm afraid they would be sold as sick ducks to farmers who raise carnivorous beasts, but they wouldn't want them. They also wouldn't dare feed ducks with unknown causes of death to their own beasts.

It is even more impossible for cultivators to eat it.

But this would mean a huge loss for Fatty Zhou.

Sister Nan nodded in response to Fatty Zhou's question. She really couldn't find what the problem was. Besides, all her experience was in planting, and she only knew a little about breeding.

If so many people with rich breeding experience couldn't solve it, how could she solve it?

Fatty Zhou could only sigh helplessly.

Now that things have come to this, is it really impossible to save the situation?

Fatty Zhou's heart was filled with despair at this moment.

But just when Fatty Zhou thought that Qi Ping would get nothing like everyone else, Qi Ping made a hollow gesture to Fatty Zhou.

This gesture immediately ignited hope in Fatty Zhou's heart. Could it be that he had discovered something?

Sister Nan also looked at Qi Ping with some surprise. She found that the surprises Qi Ping brought her today were one after another.

"Brother Fat, have you ever heard of the appearance of Flowing Light Grass here or in the nearby mountains?" Qi Ping suddenly asked after pondering for a long time.

"Flower grass? It really appeared, and I know where it is! Are the symptoms of the black duck related to the flow grass?"

The fat man was surprised and shocked at the same time.

He had never told anyone about the Liuguang Grass. Now that Qi Ping knew about it, he might have found the root of the problem!

This made Fatty Zhou very happy.

It seems that reading a lot is also beneficial! Fatty Zhou sighed in his heart. Even someone with such rich breeding experience couldn't figure out the reason, but Qi Ping found the breakthrough point!
(End of this chapter)