Chen Jin said that the ginseng in Ziyun Dragon King's body could be inexhaustible, but he did not mean that he wanted to pass on Flesh of Vision's ginseng to the old ginseng king.
But with his Bountiful Harvest magic.
The ginseng roots of this two-thousand-year-old Daoist ginseng are more than enough to remove the poisonous toads, but the remaining medicinal power is too much wasted.
So the method Chen Jin plans to use is that after getting the ginseng whiskers, he uses Bountiful Harvest magic to cultivate them.
Let this ginseng beard grow longer and more.
Although the medicinal power contained in Purple Essence Dragon King Ginseng will inevitably be diluted.
But as long as it can be diluted enough to cure the demon poison, Chen Jin needs quantity rather than quality.
Having said that, when Chen Jin first got this Bountiful Harvest technique, he thought it was useless.
But now it seems that the food he received when he was Yanjing provided him with a lot of awakening, and now that he is facing the problem of this plague, this Bountiful Harvest technique has played an unexpected role.
These are actually rarer and more valuable than those skills for killing and killing.
"Little friend, don't tease me."
Purple Essence Dragon King Ginseng's wrinkled face was full of doubt.
"I am not one of those country folk who have no knowledge of the world. When I attained enlightenment, the world was still surnamed Ji."
Chen Jin said no more, he knew that words were empty words.
I saw him walking forward slowly, and under Purple Essence Dragon King Ginseng's astonished gaze, he gently pulled out a handful of beard from under his chin.
The beard separated from the body and turned into purple ginseng whiskers. The old ginseng man suddenly grinned in pain and glared angrily.
Chen Jin There was a warm green light lingering in the palm of his hand, and he pressed it towards the old ginseng man's chin where his beard had just been plucked.
The green light was not dazzling, but it carried a kind of majestic vitality that nourished all things. It was like the warmth of spring sun, like sweet rain moistening things, and it gently enveloped the old ginseng man's jaw.
The old ginseng man first felt a coolness at the place where he was pulled out, and then a slightly numb and itchy warm current rushed out from the wound.
In the area of the lower jaw that had been plucked out just now, a little silvery fibrous root broke out first, and then more silvery white beards were like spring seedlings breaking through the ground, scrambling to grow out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
They are slender and tough, shining with a healthy luster, and winding and stretching.
Within a few breaths, the empty space was completely covered by the new beard, and the new beard was thicker than the one that was plucked out before.
The old ginseng man was hesitant, and carefully twirled a strand of his new thick beard himself.
He brought the long silver-purple beard to his eyes, and felt the warm vitality flowing through it with his fingertips. He narrowed his old eyes into thin slits and looked at it carefully.
"Strange, strange..."
He murmured to himself, fingering his beard gently<i class="icon icon-uniE06C"></i><i class="icon icon-uniE0F9"></i> and said, "This is indeed my original beard. The breath is connected, and it cannot be faked. It's just..."
He paused, with a look of surprise on his face. "It's just that the medicinal power contained in it is too diluted compared to my original beard."
He raised his eyes to look at Chen Jin with complex eyes, then weighed the beard in his hand, and finally nodded slowly, with a hint of admiration in his tone. "However, we all have the type of fantasy novels you like, and you are welcome to visit. If it is only used to neutralize the evil poison of the thousand-year-old toad spirit, this kind of medicine is... more than enough."
Seeing Purple Essence Dragon King Ginseng relaxed, Bai Suzhen stepped forward while the iron was hot, with a gentle but sincere tone. "Senior, Qiantang people are being tortured by evil poison and are suffering unspeakably."
"If you are willing to take action and use ginseng to save the people in this city, you will definitely accumulate merit and achieve your wish of success as soon as possible. By then, it will be possible to lift the clouds and soar to the sky."
The old ginseng man stroked his beard and said in a sad tone, "Hey, you don't know something."
"Accumulating merit is indeed one of the indispensable conditions for us cultivators to ascend."
"Now Severing Earth from Heaven, heaven is separated from the mortal world. This merit is already a mirror to me. I don't know that I will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Moon before it can be used."
He paused, seemed to have remembered something, and spoke a little softer, "But even so, I can't bear to watch the people of Qiantang being tortured to death by evil poison. After all, I, an old ginseng heart, can't bear it..."
Before it finished speaking, it was in a dilemma when there was a sudden "pop" sound on the ground, and as the soil surged, a small figure emerged from the soil.
"Grandpa! Grandpa! Something bad is going to happen!"
It is a ginseng doll that looks like a child of about three or four years old. There are a few green ginseng leaves on its head, and its face is stained with dirt. The little face is chubby. It is obvious that it escaped from the earth.
When he saw Purple Essence Dragon King Ginseng wrapped in red rope, he was so frightened that he cried "Wow": "Grandpa! You... how did you get caught by the bad guys!"
"Don't cry, don't cry. Grandpa is fine."
Purple Essence Dragon King Ginseng chuckled, but without seeing how he moved, the "Treasure-Binding Rope" wrapped around his ankle actually loosened itself and fell to the ground as if it had lost its spirituality.
He bent down and picked up the little ginseng doll easily, patting his back gently to comfort him, "Grandpa was joking with them just now. Tell me, what happened in a panic?"
Treasure-Binding Rope is still effective against ginseng dolls who have not yet achieved great success in cultivation, but ginseng essence like him, who is about to become an immortal, has long been ineffective.
The little ginseng doll sobbed, hugged the old ginseng man's neck tightly, pointed with his little fat finger in the direction of the mountain, and said in horror, "It's... it's a ghost! There are so many dark ghosts! They are catching the little friends in the mountain! Several of them have been... captured by them!"
When the old ginseng man heard this, the relaxed smile on his face instantly solidified.
When Chen Jin heard the strange movement, his eyes darkened and he said to the old ginseng man, "I'm afraid it's Song Jiang's fault again! Senior, we are also involved in this matter. Miss Bai and I will go with you so that we can help you."
The old ginseng man nodded, turned to Hu Meiniang and the ginseng doll and said, "You two stay here, find a hiding place to hide, and don't move rashly!"
The little ginseng doll was so frightened that she quickly nodded, and Hu Meiniang also quickly responded, "Elder Ginseng Don't worry, I will take good care of the doll!"
After giving the instructions, the old ginseng man flicked the sleeves of his wide purple robe, and a thick earth-yellow spiritual light instantly enveloped Chen Jin and Bai Suzhen.
Chen Jin I felt the ground beneath my feet softened, as if I had stepped into quicksand, and my vision suddenly went dark, and all sounds and light around me were cut off.
A thick, gentle but irresistible force enveloped him and he quickly traveled through the earth's veins. Almost at the next heartbeat, his feet felt solid and his eyes suddenly lit up.
They have found themselves in a hidden valley surrounded by towering ancient trees.
However, at this moment, all I could see in the valley was a flash of light and a ghostly atmosphere.
This peaceful and pure land has turned into a battlefield.