The auspicious hour

At the Yingping Peak, during the Qingming Festival.

The rice is growing much faster than it did last year.

The seedlings that were planted earlier have now grown up.

Spirit rice is gradually growing on the spirit rice, and although it is only Qingming Festival, there are already signs of a bountiful harvest.

The pheasants nearby had also stopped running. Every time they reached the edge of the area, a nameless fear prevented them from crossing it.

"Immortal Master!"

Fang Zelin had just finished washing the dishes and was putting away his Law Technique when he saw a white deer excitedly walking across the water in the distance.

In just a few breaths, they were already right in front of him.

Fang Zelin looked at the white deer in front of him and instantly realized, could it be that the ginseng had matured?

Thinking of this, Fang Zelin's heart couldn't help but pound.

If you were to eat this ginseng that's thousands of years old, how much spiritual power would you gain?

"The ginseng is almost ripe; please, Immortal Master, accompany this humble demon."

The white deer approached, lowered its head slightly, and spoke with great excitement.

Fang Zelin nodded upon hearing this, Bearing the Heavens on his back, saying, "Please give me a ride, White Deer."

"That's exactly right!"

The white deer cried out a few times, but it was overjoyed. In its eyes, carrying Fang Zelin was its good fortune; other demons wouldn't have had this opportunity!

After picking up Fang Zelin, they immediately ran towards the depths of Wangqing Mountain.

This wasn't the first time Fang Zelin had ridden the white deer. The deer ran extremely smoothly, and he didn't feel the slightest bump on its back.

The surrounding scenery also rushed past us rapidly.

After crossing the Yongding River, there were few trees around when we first entered the mountains.

After the white deer ran for a while longer, the surrounding woods began to grow denser, and sunlight could hardly penetrate them.

A few spots occasionally fell among the trees, adding to the tranquility of the woods.

The white deer traversed mountains and valleys, finally arriving at the ginseng's location at noon.

At this moment, a giant tiger in front of them also caught Fang Zelin's attention.

The giant tiger was enormous. Even just lying down, it looked like a boulder standing in front of you. Before it even stood up, it was already more than half a person's height.

On its enormous head was the character for "king," and its round little eyes were full of ferocity.

The tiger's tail swished restlessly, as if it were about to pounce and hurt someone at any moment.

Fang Zelin was startled when he saw the giant tiger. Could it be that another demon had already gotten to the ginseng, and now the white deer had brought him to steal it?

Just as he was thinking this, Fang Zelin frowned.

The next moment, the white deer roared at the giant tiger in front of it, "Stupid tiger, why don't you kneel before the immortal master!"

Fang Zelin nearly fell off the deer's back upon hearing the roar.

He demands that people kneel down upon meeting them; he's not an emperor, why be so domineering?

Is this white deer trying to attract hatred?

Fang Zelin sensed something was wrong and instinctively tried to stop Bai Lu.

Before Fang Zelin could speak, the giant tiger in front of him rolled over, shook its enormous head, and said with a troubled tone, "This little demon has never done this before, so I don't know how to do it."

While explaining, he said to Fang Zelin in a deep voice, "Immortal Master, this humble demon is merely Demon Race, and has never had contact with Human Race. I am unfamiliar with Human Race etiquette, and I hope you will forgive me."

After saying that, she rolled over, exposing her belly.

It looks like he's trying to ingratiate himself.

Fang Zelin was about to speak when he saw the scene before him and froze for a moment.

The stark contrast of such a huge tiger turning its belly up right in front of you was enough to make Fang Zelin chuckle.

"Please don't mind, Immortal Master. This is the friend you mentioned; it truly doesn't understand Human Race etiquette."

Bai Lu quickly offered an explanation.

I was in such a hurry to invite Fang Zelin that I forgot to tell him what to do after meeting the immortal.

Seeing this idiot turn belly up, I felt utterly ashamed.

This thing already has sentience, how can it still do such things? It's truly a disgrace to the Demon Race!

Is this the friend Bai Lu mentioned?

Fang Zelin was genuinely taken aback by these words, as he remembered what Bai Lu had said earlier.

He just thought that the other person's friend might also be a deer demon or a rabbit spirit or something like that.

Who would have thought it was a giant tiger, and this giant tiger even seemed somewhat afraid of the white deer.

This truly puzzled him.

However, since Bai Lu didn't start the trouble, that makes things easier.

Fang Zelin didn't want to invite unnecessary trouble.

"You're too kind, sir. I'm just someone seeking immortality and enlightenment; I'm hardly an immortal."

Fang Zelin composed himself and quickly offered an explanation.

These demons hadn't seen many other cultivators, so they addressed any cultivator they saw as "Immortal Master."

Based on what Fang Zelin had learned before, these Demon Race indeed rarely encountered cultivators.

That's exactly the same as him.

"In this little demon's eyes, you are an immortal!"

The giant tiger was tongue-tied and couldn't speak properly, so it simply responded to Fang Zelin with the words it believed to be its own.

Fang Zelin knew immediately that this guy's mind was already made up, and he couldn't change it.

Seeing this, they didn't try to correct anything further.

What about ginseng?

After hesitating for a moment, Fang Zelin still asked about ginseng.

Three-thousand-year-old ginseng—this kind of spirit medicine was truly something Fang Zelin had never seen before.

At this moment, a strong sense of curiosity arose in my heart.

"It's just ahead, Daoist priest, please look!"

Upon hearing this, the giant tiger quickly moved aside, revealing a bit of the ginseng leaf behind it.

Fang Zelin looked closely and was surprised to see that the ginseng leaves were lush and green, as if they had a small canopy.

Most of the ginseng is buried in the soil, so you can't see what it looks like.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a 3,000-year-old ginseng; it has grown to this size!

Fang Zelin was also secretly astonished.

"Immortal Master, please wait a moment, this ginseng will be ripe soon!"

The white deer whispered from the side, sensing that the ginseng was gradually becoming more palatable, which was a sign that the ginseng was about to mature.

Fang Zelin nodded. He wasn't in a hurry and was patient enough to wait.

"The timing is perfect, let's go!"

At this moment, in an ordinary Daoist temple, Qingyun calculated with her fingers and determined that the time was auspicious. She then immediately took to the clouds and flew towards Wangqing Mountain.

The auspicious time and direction had already been calculated, and now we'll calculate the exact auspicious time to depart.

Surely we won't miss this fortuitous opportunity!

He did this to avoid any unforeseen complications arising from the presence of cultivators, which is why he didn't go ahead in advance and thus miss the fortuitous opportunity.

I waited patiently until now, and only set off at the auspicious time.

Presumably, even if there are any variables, they have already been minimized!