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

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

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

He didn't know whether he was making a profit or a loss because he lost the purple flower and got a weirder thing.

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

The white radish wrapped in the innate energy suddenly seemed to be angry, and several thin whiskers emerged, baring its teeth and claws in the direction of Song Ping'an.

"Wow! What is this?!" Song Ping'an was shocked and looked at it in a daze.

"Live?"

"A live white radish"

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

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

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

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

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

Now, they have seen a living, moving white radish.

Although he felt a little incredible at first, he was able to accept it soon.

In the land of spiritual energy, some incredible and unreasonable evolutions can always be born.

Later, on the way, Song Changming was studying this white radish while he was on the road.

It was confirmed that this white radish was really like a living creature with wisdom, with its own consciousness and thoughts, and could even understand the language of their human race, and it was just short of growing 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 suggested.

The white radish paused, and suddenly a small ball of milky white spiritual energy sprayed out from its body surface, turning into a small piece of condensed and undispersed white mist.

And it used its fine whiskers to quickly draw back and forth in this piece of spiritual white mist, and it actually miraculously drew out a lot 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, not intending to let go of this spirit white radish.

The white radish absorbed the spiritual white mist back into its body, and then sprayed out a new piece of it to draw and gesture.

"I am a fairy from heaven who has come down to earth. If you affect my tribulation, there will be a disaster 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 scare him.

Do fairies exist in reality?

Song Changming had never heard of it. On the contrary, some folk story picture books did have descriptions of fairies and gods, 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 immediately use you to make medicine."

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

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

After Song Changming's repeated coercion, the radish spirit finally confessed honestly.

The wording of the immortal descending to the earth was indeed to fool Song Changming.

But it was not a radish spirit, but a wild ginseng in the mountains, which had been buried underground for more than 5,000 years and became a spirit due to a great fortune of heaven and earth.

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

It's just that most demons are transformed from demon beasts, while it is a mountain ginseng that has become intelligent, first becoming a living creature that can move, and then a demon.

This is one of the very few more difficult cases of transformation into a demon.

One of the prerequisites for this mountain ginseng to become a demon is that it has been buried underground for more than 5,000 years!

How could ordinary ginseng survive for so long? Even if it is not found by other creatures, five thousand years is too long.

The passage of time, the vicissitudes of life, the geological environment, climate and other aspects, any major changes are enough to make a fragile ginseng die.

In the past, Song Changming often took wild ginseng of high age to assist in martial arts training.

In Dalai, wild ginseng unearthed for three to five hundred years can be called the king of ginseng, which is a rare treasure.

At that time, he had never imagined the existence of thousands of years of 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 in the pot and pretended to throw the ginseng in, the other party did not change his words.

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

As for the human language that the other party understood, it was after it could move and burrow underground, and it naturally mastered it after observing the human race for many years.

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

"I am the only one in the world!" The ginseng spirit spit out spiritual energy and replied proudly.

Although it may not be true, the situation of the ginseng spirit in front of him should indeed be considered extremely rare.

After asking all the questions, Song Changming looked at the boiling boiler water and thought about how to deal with this ginseng spirit.

"This is a ginseng that is more than 5,000 years old. How much will it help me to refine my body if I eat it." Song Changming thought to himself.

As if seeing that Song Changming was ready to make a move, the ginseng spirit spit out several large mouthfuls of spiritual energy in a panic.

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

"." Song Changming responded silently, without extinguishing the fire beside him.

"Speak quickly!!" The mountain ginseng spirit was very anxious, and the fine whiskers all over its body were flying wildly, like a living person dancing in panic.

"If you eat my flowers, you will have to bear the consequences." Song Changming said.

He was referring to the purple flower that had been completely sucked away by the ginseng essence.

He beat away the ferocious giant ape, but the purple flower was picked up by the ginseng spirit. How could he give up?

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

The heat below continued to burn the mountain ginseng spirit's buttocks, causing its many thin whiskers to shrink.

"No, no, I will make up for it. I can tell you the whereabouts of the purple sky. I know there is a place with a piece of purple sky!" The mountain ginseng spirit was completely panicked.

Regardless of the loss of spiritual energy, he gestured repeatedly.

Song Changming glanced at it, paused for a moment, and then continued to put it into the pot.

"Don't, don't be like this. I can draw the spiritual energy around me to gather. If you eat me, you might as well take me with you. In this way, no matter when and where you are, you will feel like you are practicing in a treasured land of spiritual energy!"

The mountain ginseng spirit once again proposed in an irritable manner.

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

Song Changming replied this time, which shocked the ginseng spirit.

Although it still did not accept the proposal it said, being able to respond to it meant that it had a chance to survive.

"This matter is easy to handle. You just need to buy a soul-locking talisman to lock me, and I will have nowhere to escape!" The mountain ginseng spirit immediately replied, offering advice to Song Changming so that he could control him more easily.

At the critical moment of life and death, the mountain ginseng essence didn't want to become a soup. At this time, she couldn't care about anything else. She wanted to survive first.

"How do I know you didn't lie to me?" Song Changming said dubiously, but his hand movements stopped.

"You only need to go to the big human city to understand this matter. You will know the function of the Soul Locking Talisman. I will never make fun of my own life!" Shan Shenjing said with certainty.

Song Changming fell silent again.

"Show me."

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

I saw a few hundred meters of spiritual energy gathering rapidly, all floating less than a foot away from Song Changming.

As a result, he was completely surrounded by spiritual energy, and wherever he went, these spiritual energy followed him.

Perhaps because he was eager to show off, the mountain ginseng spirit had no reservations, turning the aura around Song Changming into a substantial spiritual mist, making him look like a real immortal descending to earth.

Even if Song Changming didn't deliberately refine these spiritual energy practices, as long as he was in this spiritual mist that was so dense that it couldn't be dissolved, the innate energy in his body was slowly growing on its own!

This discovery made Song Changming's eyes light up.

This mountain ginseng spirit knew what was going on and didn't deceive him.

As long as he carries it with him, it will continue to help him in his cultivation. Even if he eats and sleeps on weekdays, it can improve his cultivation!

"I really can't bear to eat this." Song Changming looked at the mountain ginseng essence and thought about it.

Not to mention the effect of swallowing this mountain ginseng essence in one gulp and whether it will cause indigestion, the aid of long-flowing water is more suitable for him who has a long life.

After making up his mind, he asked Song Pingan to put out the fire, put away the pot, and the team started again.

Song Changming put the mountain ginseng essence into a closed iron box, temporarily let it sleep and stored it, and then enveloped the iron box with innate Qi.

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 essence to shine and heat.

In the iron box, Shanshenjing felt aggrieved.

"It's all because I was too greedy. I insisted on grabbing that Purple Sky Lobster. Now I made a big mistake."

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

Compromising with Song Changming was also a helpless move to save its life.

Only by surviving first can we wait for opportunities and find opportunities to escape in the future.

To put it bluntly, he knew that human beings generally have short lifespans. Warriors like Song Changming who have mastered the innate power may only have a life span of two to three hundred years, although they are strong.

For him, if he endures it, two or three hundred years will pass quickly. Sometimes it will take longer than this time to sleep underground.

Therefore, no matter how bad it is, it will probably kill Song Changming.

It didn't believe that Song Changming could always be on guard against it and not neglect it during the past two or three hundred years.

Parkway City.

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

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

Not only is there a larger population in the city, but the commerce and trade between them is also more intensive.

Upon arriving in the city, Song Changming asked Song Ping'an and Su Qingqing to inquire about the talisman paper.

Unfortunately, there are only a small number of talisman papers for sale in the market in this city, and most of them are low-end practical talisman papers.

The soul-locking talisman is a third-level talisman and rarely appears on the market.

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

Finally, after staying in this Parkway 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 someone. It was said that he knew a master of Fushan Sect who could buy the soul-locking talisman he wanted.

Outside the city, there is a white forest boundary.

"Your friend from the Fushan Sect lives here?" Song Changming looked at the person leading the way and said calmly.

"Yes, he is a quiet person, so he is not in the city, I hope you can forgive me." The man turned around and explained apologetically.

Song Changming heard this and stopped talking.

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

After walking for a while, Song Ping'an said impatiently: "Brother, haven't you arrived yet?"

"It's almost there, it's almost there." The guide laughed.

Song Changming suddenly stopped. Su Qingqing and Song Ping'an saw that the son was not going to leave, so they stopped immediately.

Da Huang and Da Bai behind him moved their noses and sniffed around.

"Why not leave, it's just in front?" The guide wondered.

"Let your Fushan Sect friend come out, why hide." Song Changming said slowly.

Da Huang and Da Bai had already bared their teeth at this time, and their animal eyes looked at the depths of the white forest, with a vigilant attitude.

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

Several sword qi 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 was 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 short spears flew out from the surrounding woods, breaking through the air at an extremely sharp speed and shooting at Song Changming and others.

Song Ping'an and Su Qingqing burst out their internal energy, and the knife and sword qi raged, blocking these short spears with full impact.

"You are quite capable!" Seeing this, the guide also put away his relaxed look and snorted coldly.

The next moment, dozens of warriors who were ambushing here appeared and surrounded Song Changming and his party.

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

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

It was obvious that the other party had no soul-locking talisman. They just saw that they were from other places and planned to set an ambush to 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 for this.

The few people had just arrived and didn't know much about this place. Without a way or accurate channel information, rashly looking for the soul-locking talisman would be easily deceived by people with ulterior motives.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Where there are interests, there must be people who will covet interests and have no bottom line.

In this regard, Dalai and Guyuan Kingdom are not much different.

"Let's do it. Since they want to buy the soul-locking talisman, they must have soul crystals on them!" said the person who led the way.

When they heard the word soul crystal, the eyes of those warriors began to shine.

Looking at Song Changming and others again, it was like looking at a few fat sheep!