C7 Forming Ginseng
C7 Forming Ginseng
The girl in red dress frowned when she heard him. Her face was covered in frost. She did not move much. She landed on the tree and stood opposite the old Taoist Chi Yangzi. With a flick of her wrist, a red long sword appeared in her palm. She pointed it at Chi Yangzi and said, "Old bastard, let's see if I can pull out all your beard and hair and make you a bald donkey. Hehe, little brother, do you think it's fun?"
Feng Yimo could see clearly that the red sword in the girl's hand was transformed from a red hairpin in her hair bun. Her black hair fluttered in the wind, accompanied by her beautiful face. Her red lips were slightly parted, and her bright eyes were pleasing to the eye. She was very beautiful.
Chi Yangzi flew into a rage. The horsetail whisk behind him flew up. Hundreds of strands of dust suddenly shot out, forming a huge white net that covered the girl. The girl in the red dress sneered. She stood up with her palm on the hilt of the red sword. The red sword turned into a ray of red light and shot into the huge net formed by the dust threads. When the dust threads met the red sword, they actually emitted blue smoke and started to burn.
Chi Yangzi's expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly formed an incantation gesture and took back the horsetail whisk. However, the horsetail whisk had already been burned into a bald tail. There was only a light rod left, which made his heart ache. "Stupid girl, how dare you destroy my treasure? Watch my sword!" He took out the small sword in his hand. The small sword in his hand swelled in the wind and turned into a meter long. Then, he slashed towards the red sword of the red dressed girl.
Both of them were at the peak of the second level of Qi Refinement, far surpassing Feng Yimo. The spiritual energy collided and exploded between the two mid-grade spiritual tools. A shock wave hit them. It made Feng Yimo unable to stand steadily, and he kept retreating. Until he had nowhere to retreat to, and was stuck at the base of the wall. As a cultivator of the first level of Qi Refinement, he had no choice but to stay close to the base of the wall. No one can withstand the aftermath of an explosion of spiritual energy, let alone other mortals. As the giant sword and the red sword continuously clashed, the buildings and trees around the two of them suffered. The buildings were turned into ruins, and the trees were uprooted. The flowers and plants flew into the air and turned into broken flowers and willows. A few servants who tried to escape were torn into pieces by the violent spiritual energy and died on the spot.
Feng Yimo shook his head. The old Taoist Chi Yangzi just said that cultivators should not attack mortals. Otherwise, they would be hunted down and killed by all the cultivators. What was the big deal about them? Seeing that the two of them were having a good fight, Feng Yimo performed the Wall Piercing Technique and went outside. He ran away.
"What does it have to do with me that they attacked them? No one is a match for them. Let's go!" Feng Yimo thought to himself. Therefore, he quickly ran into the forest with a few leaps.
Chi Yangzi and the girl in red were equally matched. After dozens of rounds, it was difficult to determine the winner. Suddenly, he saw that the boy who had started the fight had disappeared. He quickly jumped out of the fight. "Stupid girl, the main character has run away. What are we fighting for? Stop."
The girl in red was stunned. She waved her hand and withdrew her red sword, turning it into a two-inch long red hairpin. With a flick of her hair, the hairpin flew up and was inserted into the bun. She turned around and saw that the kid had indeed run away. She could not help but feel angry and put her hands on her waist. "Good boy. I can't help but feel injustice for you. However, your feet are oily. Let's see how I will deal with you after I catch you!"
The old Taoist curled his lips. Without answering, he threw out his flying sword and jumped up. He turned into a streak of light and flew away. The girl in red stomped her foot and turned into a streak of red light. She disappeared, leaving behind only the dilapidated Zhou family's courtyard. It was slowly swallowed by the sea of fire. The Zhou family, which had committed all kinds of evil and dominated the countryside, was destroyed in one night!
Feng Yimo was as fast as a cheetah. But as a small amount of spirit energy in his body was sucked away by the medicinal Spirit Devouring Silkworm, he became a mortal again. He could only run with physical strength and his speed became much slower. According to his calculations, after he fully gathered all the spiritual energy in his body, he would only be able to maintain it for two hours at most before his spiritual energy would be sucked away. This also meant that if he fought with cultivators, he would disappear even faster.
All of this was thanks to the Spirit Devouring Silkworm. He really didn't know when he would wake up. If he continued to devour it like this, it would simply be a pipe dream for him to increase his cultivation. More than 20 Level 1 Spiritual Fruit Blood Force Fruits had pushed him into the first level of Qi Refinement. If he wanted to advance to the second level of Qi Refinement, wouldn't he need more than 50 Level 1 medicinal Spiritual Fruits? Where could he find so many precious medicinal Spiritual Fruits?
With a mouth full of bitterness, Feng Yimo ran for more than 30 miles in one breath. He was panting heavily and sweating profusely. Seeing that no one was chasing him, he sat on a rock and rested. He rested for a while. He knelt down in the direction of the Iron Wind Ridge. "Father, mother, I have avenged you. I hope you can rest in peace. I will build your graves again!" Although he killed Zhou Pi, he didn't know where his parents' bodies were. He had planned to bury them after taking revenge. Who would have thought that an old Daoist and a young female cultivator would appear?
Moreover, after watching Chi Yangzi fight with the young lady in red, he discovered that the magic power of the cultivators here was far higher than those of the same level in the Heavenly Mirror Continent in his previous life. At the second level of the Qi Training Period realm, one could fly on a flying sword and use a middle-grade spiritual tool. This was something that could only be achieved by late stage Qi Refinement. Could it be that the level of cultivation here was far higher than other places?
Although he had awakened the memories of his previous life, and even if he was reborn, he had obtained a Divine Sense after entering the first level of the Qi Training Period realm. This had really surprised him for half a day. Now, it seemed that this was the general situation, and he couldn't help but feel discouraged.
Little did he know that both Chi Yangzi and the girl in red were core disciples of their respective sects. To be able to become a core disciple, their talent was amazing. It could be said that they were one in a million. After being nurtured by a large amount of resources in the sect, they were able to reach their current cultivation level. Not many people were able to produce Divine Sense at the first level of the Qi Training Period realm.
Feng Yimo's Divine Senses could be extended for about a mile, whereas Chi Yangzi and the others could only release about two hundred feet. They could be considered as low level spiritual senses. They could use the weak spiritual energy in the air to sense the movement of the environment. However, what Feng Yimo released was a nerve string that was powered by soul power. It could sense everything, including the objects that were hidden under the ground, and there was nowhere for them to hide.
After resting for a while, Feng Yimo took out the box that he had obtained from Zhou Pi's house from the Storage Bag. He opened the lid of the box and found dozens of banknotes inside. They were all worth a hundred taels of silver. There were also two banknotes worth a thousand taels. Below them were more than a dozen land deeds and ten gold bars. At the bottom of the box was a box. However, the box was long and thin. It was only half a foot long and three inches wide. He opened it out of curiosity and was shocked to see a baby the size of a palm lying inside.
No, it wasn't a baby. It was a ginseng that had taken human form!
The ginseng was only six inches tall, but two inches thick! The tip of the reed was like a human face, with a nose and eyes, and the uneven roots below were like two arms. The ginseng was round and round, like a fat child's body, and the lowest root was two legs! The ginseng gave off waves of fragrance. With a sniff, its entire body felt comfortable and comfortable, as if all the pores in its limbs were open.
In his previous life, Feng Yimo had learned from the Catalogue of Spiritual Herbs. He knew that if the ginseng was formed, it would take at least a thousand years. Other than its mouth and ears, the ginseng in front of him didn't have any other appearance. At least eight or nine hundred years. As the saying goes, ten years is grass. A hundred years is a treasure. A hundred years old ginseng can extend one's life. When one is dying, as long as one is still breathing, As long as one is still alive, one can hang on and not die, let alone eight or nine hundred years old. This kind of ginseng could be considered as a level two spirit medicine, moreover, it was a level two high grade spirit medicine! Directly consuming this stalk of ginseng. Ordinary Qi Training Period cultivators could at least raise their cultivation by two minor levels!