"That's best. Pay attention when you collect them, the golden sunflowers with only leaves and no flowers are of no use; I need the ones in full bloom." Zhao Gui reminded them.
"Senior, we have never seen the golden sunflower spiritual grass you mentioned. Do you perhaps have a picture?" Yuan Ming inquired.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Gui raised his hand and waved in the air, and a beam of light condensed into a phantom of the golden sunflower spiritual grass, displaying it before the three of them.
"Make sure you remember it well, it is this kind." Zhao Gui said.
The three of them silently memorized the appearance of the golden sunflower spiritual grass and nodded.
"Besides, the three of you have slightly different tasks. Fellow Daoist Yuan, you need to collect three blossoming golden sunflowers. You need to collect six. And you... Killing my two men as compensation, you need to collect twelve." Zhao Gui pointed at each of them in turn.
