Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 280 Five Thousand Years Old Mountain Ginseng Spirit! (Two in One)

"Sir, what is this?" Su Qingqing looked at the white radish that Song Changming brought back curiously.

Song Changming shook his head. He really didn't know clearly.

He lost the purple flower and got a stranger object in return. He didn’t know whether he had gained or lost.

"Why does it look like an ordinary white radish?" Song Ping'an said, stroking his chin, puzzled.

The white radish wrapped in the innate energy suddenly seemed to be angry, and several thin whiskers grew out, and it began to show its fangs and claws towards Song Ping'an.

"Wow! What is this?!" Song Ping'an was shocked and stared in amazement.

"Live?"

“A living white radish”

As soon as he finished speaking, the white radish seemed to be stimulated, and its fine whiskers swung even harder, as if it wanted to whip Song Ping'an severely.

"It seems a little angry?" Su Qingqing also moved closer to observe, tilted her head, and said uncertainly.

"It's hard to say." Song Changming was also a little confused when he first saw this thing.

Since coming to Guyuan Country, he has indeed seen many new and interesting things that are not available in Dalai.

All kinds of monsters, powerful beasts, precious spiritual crystals, natural spiritual eyes, etc.

Now, they saw a living, moving white radish again.

Although he found it a little unbelievable at first, he was able to accept it quickly.

In a spiritual place, some incredible and unreasonable evolutions always occur.

After that, Song Changming kept studying the white radish while he was traveling.

It was confirmed that this white radish was really like an intelligent living creature, with its own consciousness and thoughts, and could even understand the language of their human race. The only thing missing was a mouth to communicate with him.

"Since you can understand what I say and are willing to communicate with me, you might as well write down what you want to say."

Song Changming looked at the white radish in his palm, which was still wrapped in the innate energy, and made a suggestion.

The white radish paused, and suddenly a small ball of milky white spiritual energy spurted out from its body surface, transforming into a small piece of condensed white mist that did not dissipate.

And it used its fine whiskers to quickly draw back and forth in the spiritual white mist, and miraculously it actually drew out a number of crooked ancient human characters.

"Let me go."

Song Changming recognized the meaning of these words at a glance.

"What exactly are you?" Song Changming asked again, with no intention of letting go of this white radish that had become a spirit.

I saw the white radish absorbing the white spiritual mist back into its body, and then it sprayed out a new mist and started to seduce and gesture.

"I am a celestial being from heaven. If you interfere with my tribulation, disaster will befall you in the future!"

Song Changming looked at the two lines of ancient characters and raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that this white radish would say such words to intimidate him.

Do immortals exist in reality?

Song Changming had never heard of them. However, there were indeed descriptions of immortals and gods in some folk story picture books, but they were just fabricated fictional stories and should not be taken seriously.

How could Song Changming be fooled so easily? He narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"If you don't tell the truth and keep talking nonsense, I will use you to make medicine right away."

As soon as these words were spoken, the white radish was instantly shocked and dared not move.

Song Changming realized that although this was a radish that had become a spirit, it was also a timid and cowardly radish spirit.

After several rounds of intimidation from Song Changming, the radish spirit finally confessed the truth.

The lyrics about the gods descending to earth were indeed made up to fool Song Changming.

However, it is not a radish spirit, but a wild ginseng in the mountains. It has been buried underground for more than 5,000 years and turned into a spirit due to a great opportunity from heaven and earth.

Strictly speaking, it can also be defined as a demon race.

It’s just that most monsters are transformed from monster beasts, but this one was transformed from a mountain ginseng, and first became a living creature that could move, and then became a monster.

This is one of the extremely rare and more difficult situations of transformation into a demon.

One of the prerequisites for this ginseng to grow is that it has to be buried underground for more than five thousand years!

How could an ordinary ginseng survive for so long? Even if it had not been dug out by other creatures, five thousand years was too long.

With the passage of time, the vicissitudes of life, geological environment, climate and other aspects, any major change is enough to destroy a fragile ginseng.

In the past, Song Changming often took high-aged wild ginseng to assist in his martial arts training.

In Dalai, wild ginseng that is three to five hundred years old can be called the king of ginseng and is a rare treasure.

At that time, he had never imagined the existence of thousands of years old ginseng.
Therefore, when Song Changming heard the other party's explanation, he still didn't believe it at first.

But even when he boiled the water and pretended to throw the ginseng in, the other party did not change his mind.

Song Changming then gave up temporarily and believed the time the other party said.

As for the human language that the other party understood, it was something it mastered naturally after it became able to move and move underground, and after observing humans for many years.

"How many ginseng spirits like you are there in the world?" Song Changming asked.

“I am the only ginseng in the world!” The ginseng spirit exhaled spiritual energy and replied proudly.

Although this may not be the case, the situation of the ginseng spirit in front of us is indeed extremely rare.

After asking all the questions he needed to ask, Song Changming looked at the boiling boiler water and wondered what to do with this ginseng spirit.

"This is a ginseng that is more than 5,000 years old. Eating it will be of great help to my body training." Song Changming thought to himself.

As if seeing that Song Changming was about to make a move, the ginseng spirit panicked and spewed out several large mouthfuls of spiritual energy to draw.

"I have explained all the problems, it's time to let me go!"

"."Song Changming remained silent and did not put out the fire beside him.

"Hurry up and say something!" The ginseng spirit was extremely anxious, and all the fine whiskers on his body were flying around wildly, like a living person dancing in panic.

"You ate my flowers, so you have to bear the consequences." Song Changming said.

He was referring to the purple flower that had been completely sucked dry by the ginseng spirit.

He chased away the ferocious giant ape, but Zihua was picked up by the ginseng spirit. How could he just give up?

As he said that, he put the ginseng essence on the hot pot again.

The heat from below continued to burn the ginseng spirit's butt, causing its many fine whiskers to shrink.

"No, no, I will make it up to you. I can tell you the whereabouts of the Purple Sky Net. I know a place where there is a piece of Purple Sky Net!" The ginseng spirit was completely panicked.

He gestured repeatedly without caring about the loss of spiritual energy.

Song Changming took a glance, paused for a moment, and then continued putting it into the pot.

"No, don't do that. I can attract the surrounding spiritual energy to gather. Instead of eating me, you might as well keep me by your side. This way, no matter where you are, you will feel like you are practicing in a spiritual treasure land!"

The ginseng spirit proposed again in a hurry.

"No, even though you don't have long legs, you can still run. If I keep you by my side, you will definitely run away. How can I watch over you all the time? It's better to use a pot of soup to save trouble."

Song Changming responded this time, which shocked the ginseng spirit. Although he still did not accept its proposal, being able to respond to it meant that it had a chance to survive.

"This is easy to handle. Just buy a soul-locking talisman and lock me up. I will have nowhere to escape!" The ginseng spirit replied immediately and gave Song Changming some advice so that he could easily control himself.

At this critical moment of life and death, the ginseng spirit, who did not want to be turned into a decoction, could not care about anything else at this time and just wanted to survive first.
"How do I know you're not lying to me?" Song Changming said half-doubtfully, but his hands stopped moving.

"You only need to go to the human city to find out about this matter, and you will know the effect of the soul-locking talisman. I will never joke with my own life!" said the ginseng spirit with certainty.

Song Changming fell silent again.

"Show me."

The mountain ginseng spirit was delighted, and the next moment it released the adsorption ability that had been suppressed.

The spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of meters quickly gathered and all floated less than ten feet around Song Changming.

In this way, he was completely surrounded by spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy followed him wherever he went.

Perhaps it was eager to show off, the ginseng spirit gave without reservation, causing the spiritual energy around Song Changming to transform into tangible spiritual mist, surrounding him, making him look like a real immortal descending to earth.

Even if Song Changming did not deliberately refine the spiritual energy for cultivation, just by being in this dense and indissoluble spiritual mist, the innate internal energy in his body would slowly grow on its own!

This discovery made Song Changming's eyes light up.

The ginseng spirit was sensible and did not deceive him.

As long as he carries it with him, it will help his cultivation continuously. Even when he is eating or sleeping on a daily basis, it can improve his cultivation!

"I really can't bear to eat it." Song Changming looked at the ginseng spirit and thought to himself.

Not to mention what the effect of swallowing the ginseng essence in one gulp would be, and whether it would cause indigestion, the slow and long-term auxiliary method itself is more suitable for him who has a long life.

After making up their minds, they asked Song Ping'an to put out the fire, put away the pot, and the team set out again.

Song Changming put the ginseng essence into a sealed iron box, let it dormant temporarily, and then covered the iron box with his innate energy.

The next big city is not far from here. After he finds the soul-locking talisman and confirms its effect, he will release the ginseng spirit to emit light and heat.

In the iron box, the ginseng essence felt depressed.

"It's all my fault for being too greedy and insisting on snatching that purple celestial being. This has led to a huge mistake."

Thinking of this, it felt quite regretful and wished it could beat itself to death with its thin whiskers.

Compromising with Song Changming was also a helpless act for it to save its life.

Only by surviving first can you seize the opportunity and find a chance to escape in the future.

Even if he took a step back, he knew that humans generally had a short lifespan. A warrior like Song Changming who mastered the innate internal energy, although powerful, would only live for two or three hundred years.

For him, if he was patient, two or three hundred years would pass quickly. Sometimes, it would sleep underground for longer than this time.

So at worst, the worst that can happen is that it will outlast Song Changming.

It didn't believe that Song Changming had been able to be on guard against it and not be negligent for the past two or three hundred years.

Parkway City.

One of the twenty-eight cities on Cuibai Road, it is a must-pass place on the route to the main city.

Compared to the more remote Maple City, Parkview City looks more prosperous.

Not only is the population in the city larger, but the commercial trade is also more intensive.

After arriving in the city, Song Changming asked Song Ping'an and Su Qingqing to go and find out the news about the talisman paper.

But unfortunately, there are only a small amount of talisman paper for sale on the market in this city, and most of them are low-level practical talisman paper.

The Soul-Locking Talisman is a third-level talisman paper and rarely appears on the market.

Therefore, even if Song Changming had spirit crystals, it would be difficult for him to easily obtain a spirit-locking talisman.

After staying in this Baihui City for three days, there was still no sign of the Soul-Locking Talisman.

Just when Song Changming was about to give up and leave, Song Ping'an found a man who was said to know a senior disciple of Fushan Sect who could buy the soul-locking talisman he wanted.

Outside the city, there is a white forest area.

"Your friend from the Fushan Sect lives here?" Song Changming said lightly, looking at the person leading the way in front.

"Yes, he is a quiet person, so he is not in the city. I hope you can understand." The man turned around and explained with some apology.

After hearing this, Song Changming stopped talking.

Su Qingqing on the side blinked and looked at her own master. She seemed to have noticed something but didn't say much.

After walking for a while, Song Pingan said impatiently, "Brother, are you not here yet?"

"It's almost there, almost there." The person leading the way laughed.

Song Changming suddenly stopped. Seeing that the young master was not leaving, Su Qingqing and Song Ping'an also stopped.

Behind him, Dahuang and Dabai twitched their noses and sniffed around.

"Why aren't you moving anymore? We're right in front of us." the person leading the way wondered.

"You should ask your friend from Fushan Sect to come out. Why hide all the time?" Song Changming said slowly.

Da Huang and Da Bai were also baring their teeth at this time, their animal eyes looking towards the depths of the white forest, with a wary attitude.

A faint pink glow flashed in Su Qingqing's eyes, and the long sword at her waist was unsheathed.

Several sword energies swept out and hit the ground in front.

With a buzzing sound, many sharp spikes suddenly exploded on the seemingly ordinary flat ground.

Obviously this is a trap set in advance!
The guide was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly and said, "You are very cautious, come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of metal spears suddenly flew out from the surrounding woods, breaking through the air at an extremely sharp speed and shooting towards Song Changming and his companions.

Song Ping'an and Su Qingqing exploded with their internal energy, and their knife and sword energies raged, blocking these powerful short spears.

"You do have some skills!" Upon seeing this, the person leading the way put away his relaxed expression and snorted coldly.

The next moment, dozens of warriors who had been lying in ambush showed up and surrounded Song Changming and his party.

Seeing this, Song Ping'an's face looked very ugly.

"Please forgive me, sir. This was my negligence. I failed to investigate it thoroughly."

It was obvious that the other party did not have any soul-locking talisman. They just saw that they were from outside the area and planned to set an ambush and lure them out of the city to rob them.

Song Changming didn't say anything. He knew that Song Ping'an couldn't be blamed entirely for this matter.

The few people had just arrived and didn't know much about the place. Without any means or accurate information, if they rashly looked for the soul-locking talisman, they would be easily deceived by someone with ulterior motives.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Where there are interests, there will definitely be people who will be greedy for interests and have no bottom line.

In this respect, Dalai is not much different from Guyuan Kingdom.

"Let's do it. Since they want to buy the Soul-Locking Talisman, they must have spirit crystals on them!" said the person who led the way.

As soon as they heard the word "Spirit Crystal", the eyes of those warrior companions began to light up.

Then he looked at Song Changming and the others as if they were a few fat sheep!
(End of this chapter)