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Chapter 177 Ginseng

Shen Luo narrowed his eyes and looked at the strange tree carefully.

I saw that it was red all over, with twisted texture on its body, with three or four branches on its top, but there was no leaf on it. Even if it was seven or eight feet apart, you could notice a heat wave emitting from the tree.

He took a few more steps closer and could clearly feel a burning wave of air condensed, turning into a heat wave wall that was standing in front of him, making it impossible to approach.

Chen Luo frowned slightly, feeling novel in his heart, so he waved his hands and condensed a blue wave of water from the surrounding water vapor, leading it to wind and flow, wrapping the entire heat wave wall like a python.

As soon as the water wave touched the air wall, it made a "hissing" sound, and then bursts of white steam evaporated, and the temperature around it began to drop.

Seeing this, Chen Luo pinched the water-avoiding technique with one hand, and a layer of water-blue light was covered with the whole body. He took a step forward and stepped into the air wall. He immediately swept over him, surrounding him, causing the blue light on his body to tremble slightly.

However, after a little feeling, he found that although the temperature of the hot air was high, it would not hurt people. So he felt relieved and walked towards the strange tree step by step.

But the closer he got, the more frightened he became. The strange tree actually emitted a very rich spiritual energy.

"It seems to be a rare spiritual tree, but I don't know what its specific function is?" Chen Luo secretly guessed in his heart.

At this time, he noticed that under the sporadic blue lights around the red spiritual tree, there were green plants with pale branches and leaves, and the previous fragrance of grass and trees was emitted from it.

"It's really not easy to survive at such a high temperature!" Chen Luo was delighted and exclaimed.

But he was not in a hurry to examine them carefully, but planned to dig out the spiritual wood first.

He waved his hand and a afterimage flashed through his sleeves. The half-moon ring flew out of it, hitting the ground with a "pop" and sank directly into the ground.

After sinking his wrist, he twisted it slightly, and there were small earth buns on the ground one after another. Then the red spirit tree suddenly tilted and fell to one side.

After falling to the ground, the red light emitted from Lingmu's body suddenly darkened, and the hot breath emitted from it also disappeared at the same time.

Seeing this, Chen Luo felt nervous. After recalling Half Moon Ring [5200     www.bqg5200.xyz], he immediately went forward to check it out.

His palm reached towards the Lingmu. Just as he was about to pick it up, he suddenly felt a strong burning sound. His palm immediately loosened and he dropped the Lingmu on the ground.

When he looked at the spiritual wood again, he found that there was a faint light like red crystalline flowing back and forth on it, and the fluctuations of the spiritual energy emitted on it remained unchanged, so he felt relieved.

However, the temperature on the spiritual wood is still very high. Seeing this, I could only ignore it and check the blue spiritual herbs.

What surprised him was that without the heat waves of red spiritual wood surrounding him, the fragrance emitted from these spiritual herbs suddenly became richer, and the blue light emitted from them became brighter and brighter.

"How does the shape and veins of the leaves look a little similar to ginseng?" Chen Luo stared at one of the spiritual herbs for a moment, and a look of confusion suddenly rose in his eyes.

His family originally opened a medicine shop, and he had a variety of herbs that he had contact with on weekdays, so he was naturally familiar with ordinary herbs such as ginseng and Polygonatum. But now this spiritual herb is obviously classified as a kind of witchcraft medicine for the immortals. How could it look so similar to ordinary ginseng?

Chen Luo was puzzled, so he took out the half moon ring and held it in his hand.

It was completely different from when he was digging a tree before. He had to be cautious and careful at this time. He first gently pushed apart the floating soil around a spiritual grass. After the roots of the spiritual grass were exposed, he put away the half-moon ring and began to clean it up bit by bit with his bare hands.

As the soil around the roots of the spiritual grass was slowly cleared off, a complete spiritual grass root began to appear little by little, and its skin color and root shape were clearly the same as that of the mountain ginseng. Even the unique iron wire patterns on the mountain ginseng are exactly the same.

However, the aroma of grass and trees emitted from this spiritual herb is absolutely not available to ordinary ginseng, and the rich spiritual energy contained on it is far from comparable to the previous four-leaf flowers and yams.

"Is this the legendary ginseng?" Chen Luo's eyes hesitated and couldn't help but exclaim.

It took him a long time to clean up a complete spiritual herb, and counted one by one at a time when he pointed to the iron wire embedded in the spiritual herb.

The more I counted, the more I was shocked. There were eleven iron patterns on this spiritual herb. If it was really ginseng, it meant that it was a top-quality ginseng that had grown for more than a thousand years, and it was a real treasure that had no market value.

He held the spirit grass in his hand and sniffed the fragrance emitted from it. He suddenly felt a cool air rushing straight from the tip of his nose to the spiritual platform, his spiritual sense was cleared, and his whole breathing became much smoother.

"No matter whether it is ginseng or not, it must be the same as the immortal medicine and spiritual herbs, and you cannot miss it."

After Chen Luo made up his mind, he immediately took action and cleared out the remaining spiritual herbs. After counting them one by one, he found that his medicine was all over one thousand years old.

After he happily took off his coat and packed all the spiritual medicines, the crescent moon in the sky was already hanging high above his head.

Chen Luo turned around and looked at the red spirit wood beside him, and saw that the crystal light floating on it had completely disappeared. He tried to reach out and touched it, and found that the temperature on it had also dropped, but it was just a little warm.

He picked up the red spiritual wood, looked up at the moonlight above his head, and did not continue to search for spiritual herbs, but instead searched for a corner of the garden to shelter from the wind, sat cross-legged, began to close his eyes and adjust his breathing, and practiced the nameless martial arts.

The man and the moon face each other, and there is no word in the distance.

There is no roar of insects in the garden, only the slight breeze, which looks empty and lonely.

No words all night.

The next morning, a ray of sunlight cast down from the wall and reflected on Shen Luo's face.

His eyes trembled slightly, slowly opened his eyes, stood up from the ground, stretched his arms, stretched out his muscles and bones, and suddenly felt refreshed and full of energy.

When he was in Changshou Village, due to the limited spiritual energy of heaven and earth, his cultivation level has been stopped after entering the late stage of Soul Condensation. Even if he practiced continuously, he had no progress. However, he gained a lot last night.

Although there is still a lot of distance from breaking the realm, you can see hope after all.
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