Chương 62: The Origins of Fire Cloud Grass

It was almost noon, and the fog in the mountain forest gradually dissipated. It was now hot and dry. 

Master Si was riding on the fat tiger, rushing forward excitedly. Jiang Ming followed behind with a trace of doubt in his eyes. 

According to Master Si's description, what it had discovered was not the fire cloud grass, but something that had the smell of the fire cloud grass—or rather, its aura. 

"Could it be some unripe fire cloud grass?" 

Jiang Ming's eyes moved slightly. He was also a little curious about what he was about to see. 

According to the townspeople, since the first appearance of the fire cloud grass, no one had ever seen how grew and matured. 

Jiang Ming recalled the information he knew about the fire cloud grass, "Every time I see it, it's mature. It was as if it had appeared out of thin air." 

If he could see an unripe fire cloud grass, he might be able to figure out how it appeared and grew.