Thousand-Year Spirit Medicine

The walk back was quick enough.

It took some time to get back to the foot of Yingping Peak; it was only noon by then.

Crossing the river by wading.

When Fang Zelin returned to the foot of the mountain, he suddenly saw a white deer in front of him.

"Huh, a white deer?"

Fang Zelin was slightly taken aback when he saw the white deer ahead.

Come to think of it, it's been almost half a year since I last saw this white deer, and I didn't expect it to still seem to be nearby.

"Sir, you've really returned!"

When the white deer saw Fang Zelin return, it swayed its huge antlers and went forward.

The long antlers swayed, making the other person's head appear several times larger.

"Yes, I've been back for a few days now."

Fang Zelin nodded, a slight smile on his face.

Putting everything else aside, this white deer being a demon is actually quite plausible.

The spirit rice has been here for so long, and we haven't seen anyone come to steal it.

Although He Chenyi was helping to look after things, she didn't have any greedy thoughts. In addition, the other party was so respectful, so it was hard for her to feel annoyed.

"Sir, I've come here this time because I found a three-thousand-year-old ginseng deep in Wangqing Mountain. It should be ripe in a few days. If you eat it, your cultivation will definitely increase greatly!"

As Bai Lu finished speaking, his enormous head began to shake.

Fang Zelin was stunned. A three-thousand-year-old ginseng?

How much spiritual power would one gain from consuming ginseng of this age?

"A ginseng of this age must have already become a spirit! Besides, is there even such a thing as 'mature' here?"

Fang Zelin found it extremely strange and looked at the white deer again.

Could this deer demon have tricked him into entering the mountain so it could ambush and kill him?

Putting everything else aside, couldn't the other person keep the ginseng for themselves? Why did they have to leave it for him?

"This ginseng has not become a spirit. For such a plant to become a spirit is not so easy. Even if it grows for tens of thousands of years, it may not be able to become a spirit."

"Among all things under heaven, it is the most difficult for the spirits of plants and trees to develop sentience, even more so than for the Demon Race to cultivate."

The deer demon spoke with utmost seriousness; being a demon itself, it was quite knowledgeable about matters between Demon Race.

"As for maturity, I'm not lying. When we demons encounter such spirit medicine, we can sense when they 'Demon Race spirit medicine after becoming spirits."

The deer demon spoke very seriously, and for some reason, it seemed as if the ginseng would mature in a while.

But it did have that feeling when it was near the spirit medicine.

At this moment, Fang Zelin looked at the deer demon in front of him, and it seemed that it did not have any malicious intent.

Fang Zelin still had some doubts: why would the other party give him such spirit medicine?

As the saying goes, those who offer unsolicited favors are either treacherous or thieves.

"Such spirit medicine could greatly increase your cultivation level if you consumed it, so why offer it to me?"

Fang Zelin dared not be careless and asked directly.

"Immortal Master, it is true that a lowly demon like me can increase my cultivation level considerably after consuming spirit medicine, but that is only temporary. Immortal Master is a cultivator."

"If one could offer guidance to a lesser demon during cultivation, how could a mere spirit medicine compare?"

Upon hearing Fang Zelin's question, the deer demon dared not be careless.

After much deliberation, it decided to reveal all its secret thoughts.

After receiving guidance from Fang Zelin last time, it felt its mind was clear and its cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds.

That's why they were able to easily beat that stupid tiger to a pulp.

It wasn't stupid; comparatively speaking, it naturally felt that exchanging a spirit medicine for Fang Zelin's guidance was a much better deal.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin gave a wry smile. "As for offering guidance, I'm afraid I'm powerless to do so."

Hearing the other person say that, it seemed like they actually wanted his guidance.

Fang Zelin had no idea how the Demon Race cultivated, so he was probably powerless to offer any guidance.

This spirit medicine is wonderful, but it shouldn't be taken carelessly.

"Please don't refuse, Immortal Master. Even if I can't offer any guidance, I would be grateful if you could let me cultivate alongside you in the future!"

Seeing Fang Zelin's refusal, Bai Lu assumed that this one spirit medicine was of low value in Fang Zelin's eyes, and that he looked down on it.

Thinking of this, it quickly changed the conditions.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin frowned, feeling that something was amiss.

The deer demon had been observing Fang Zelin, and seeing the immortal frown, it inwardly cursed its bad luck.

"Please, Immortal Master, do not refuse. Cultivation is truly difficult for us demons. We hope you can provide us with a path to cultivation!"

As he spoke, the deer demon was about to kneel down.

Fang Zelin felt a pang of pity seeing the deer demon in such a state.

The other party pursued the path of cultivation so earnestly, and so did he.

The path of spiritual cultivation is extremely difficult.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Zelin asked, "Is it just to cultivate by my side for a period of time, without any other conditions?"

"The little demon also has a friend who wants to cultivate with me for a while."

Upon hearing this, the deer demon quickly added a sentence.

It was referring, of course, to that idiot.

But right now, that foolish tiger is still guarding that spirit medicine, and can't let other demons take it away.

This is probably because they're greedy for the Spiritual Qi around them while they're cultivating!

Upon hearing that the other party mentioned having a demon by his side, Fang Zelin immediately realized what was going on.

Only when cultivators are cultivating do they have Spiritual Qi around them.

Judging from their appearance, they must be after Spiritual Qi.

If that's the case, it seems like it's okay to agree to their request.

After thinking about this, Fang Zelin hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

The allure of a spirit medicine is still quite strong.

If this is the only condition, then I'll agree.

The deer demon was overjoyed to see Fang Zelin agree and thanked him profusely.

"Immortal Master, it will be some time before that spirit medicine matures. I will seek you out again once it has matured."

"The spirit medicine is not yet mature and cannot be contaminated by human presence. Please wait a while, Immortal Master!"

Is it true that the spirit medicine cannot be contaminated with human energy before it matures?

Fang Zelin felt he had learned something new after hearing this.

He nodded slightly, and then saw the deer demon quickly turn and leave.

It needed to hurry over to the stupid tiger's side and keep watch.

Let's hope this stupid tiger doesn't lose its temper and eats itself.

Now that the immortal has agreed, this spirit medicine absolutely cannot be lost!

Thinking of this, the deer demon hurriedly left.

Meanwhile, atop a mountain peak, in a seemingly ordinary Daoist temple, an old Daoist priest with a beard and hair sat cross-legged on a futon.

Suddenly, the old Daoist opened his eyes, and as if on a whim, took out a few copper coins and scattered them on the ground.

Then he casually pinched it.

"Ah, the hour of Wei (1-3 PM) corresponds to the Kan (water) position, while I sit in the Li (fire) position; this is very auspicious."

"Where do we go, towards the Wangqing Mountain?"