There is a saying about ginseng, which is: "A hundred years is a ginseng, a thousand years is a king, and ten thousand years is a king of kings!"
At this time, the ginseng in front of him was like a towering tree. Such a large ginseng could never be seen in the secular world. According to Ye Qiu's visual inspection, the age of this ginseng should be between 30,000 and 50,000 years.
between.
"Little one, you have made great achievements."
Ye Qiu smiled brightly. With this ginseng king, there is no doubt that his cultivation level can be broken through again.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, the little boy jumped up on Ye Qiu's shoulder, arched his back, and the hair on his body stood up, as if he was frightened.
"What's wrong?" Ye Qiu asked.
The little one raised his paw and pointed.
Ye Qiu was about to take a look, when Master Changmei and the others arrived.
"I said, little bastard, what are you doing running so fast? You don't know how to be considerate of my poor arms and legs?" Master Longmei complained.
"Huh?" Fairy Baihua stared at the towering tree, exclaimed with surprise, "This tree seems to be something extraordinary."
When Master Changmei heard this, he immediately looked at the towering tree, then his eyes lit up and he said, "This is ginseng!"
"wrong!"
Master Longmei shook his head, denied his opinion, and said: "It is impossible for ginseng to grow so big."
Immediately afterwards, Master Longmei frowned again: "Strange, it looks exactly like ginseng. If it's not ginseng, then what is it?"
Ye Qiu said: "This is the King of Ginseng, the age is about 30,000 to 50,000 years."
"What, Ginseng King?" Master Changmei was surprised.
Baihua Fairy said: "A ginseng king of this size can refine yellow-grade top-grade elixirs. If the alchemist is powerful enough, he can also refine yellow-grade top-grade elixirs."
He does not mean that.
When Ye Qiu heard this, his eyes flickered.
Unexpectedly, Master Changmei quickly stepped forward, protected the Ginseng King behind him, and then said to Ye Qiu and others: "The Ginseng King was discovered by Pindao. No one is allowed to snatch it from me, otherwise don't blame Pindao for turning his back."
Ye Qiu scolded: "Old man, if you want to be shameless, I was the one who discovered the Ginseng King, okay?"
Luluo then said: "Master Ye was already here when we came. Taoist priest, why do you say that this ginseng king plant is yours?"
Master Changmei said to Luluo: "Little girl, you are not kind. Pindao was almost bitten to death by those little beasts to save you. Why do you still speak for the little brat? Could it be that you have been carried away by love?"
"Taoist Priest, don't talk nonsense." Luluo glanced at Ye Qiu, blushed and said, "Taoist Priest, you have saved me, but Mr. Ye has also saved me!"
"Besides, I'm just telling the truth. Mr. Ye originally discovered King Ginseng."
"Little girl, you are mistaken. This ginseng king belongs to Pindao because Pindao's name is engraved on it." After Master Changmei finished speaking, his fingertips burst out with true energy, and he carved four big characters on the thick branches.
"The thing with eyebrows!"
When other people saw this scene, they all despised him. They had seen shameless people, but they had never seen such shameless people.
"Little bastard, you have so many treasures in your hands. King Ginseng should not compete with Pindao."
After Master Chang Mei finished speaking, he wanted to imitate Lu Zhishen and pull the willow upside down. He held the branches with both hands and pulled them out desperately.
The branches of the Ginseng King are so thick that the real person with long eyebrows cannot hold them with both hands. He sticks to the branches and keeps exerting force. This appearance is very much like a little teddy in the secular world.
Ye Qiu smiled and said: "Old man, are you so hungry and unscrupulous? Why don't you turn around and I'll catch a female monkey for you?"
"Fuck you, uncle." Changmei Zhenren glared at Ye Qiu, then let go of his hands, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Grandma, since you don't like soft ones, then I'll give you hard ones."
After saying that, Master Changmei held the Demon Refining Sword in his hand.
Ye Qiu thought that the Changmei Master would cut off the branches with one sword, but unexpectedly, the old man actually used the Demon Refining Sword as a hoe and dug around the Ginseng King.
Half an hour later.
Part of the ginseng root appears in the air, as white and tender as a lotus root, exuding a rich fragrance.
At this time, Master Changmei was so tired that he was sweating profusely.
Although his cultivation level is not weak, he is doing physical work after all, and he is very old.
Ye Qiu saw Changmei Zhenren panting and said kindly: "Old man, let's help you dig together. There is strength in numbers."
"No need." Master Changmei refused and said, "Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking, do you want a share of the pie? No way."
Ye Qiu snorted coldly: "The dog bit Lu Dongbin."
Master Longmei continued digging. After an unknown amount of time, gradually, the roots of the ginseng were completely exposed to the air.
It looks particularly like an oversized white radish, with white flowers and roots several meters long and weighing a thousand kilograms.
"I'll be nice, isn't it too big?"
Ye Qiu was shocked. Not to mention such a big ginseng, even a radish, he had never seen such a big one.
"It's a pity that the Ginseng King fell into the hands of the old man. It's a waste of natural resources."
Suddenly, Ye Qiu took a step forward.
"Little bastard, what do you want to do?"
Master Changmei had been paying attention to Ye Qiu, and when he saw him taking a step forward, he shouted loudly.
Ye Qiu didn't say anything, but raised his feet again, ready to step forward.
"stop!"
Master Longmei shouted sternly: "Little bastard, let me say it again, the Ginseng King is a poor man, no one is allowed to rob it from me."
"Pindao knows that he is no match for you, but if you steal the Ginseng King from me, I can guarantee that from now on, you will lose me as your friend."
"Don't think I'm joking with you, I'm serious."
Ye Qiu said: "I'm worried that you are in danger."
"Even if there is danger, I don't need your help." Master Changmei didn't appreciate it at all.
Ye Qiu asked: "You really don't want my help?"
"No need." Master Changmei followed and said, "Hurry up and stay away from me."
"In that case, then be careful." Ye Qiu shrugged, returned to the original place, and then glanced at the top of the ginseng king branch, where the purple air was like a cap.
"Hmph, if there was danger, it would have appeared a long time ago. Why did you wait until now? You obviously want to steal the treasure from me."
Master Changmei muttered a few words, then hugged the Ginseng King and laughed excitedly: "It's mine, it's mine..."
"Old guy, be careful!" Ye Qiu shouted hurriedly.
"Don't disturb me." Changmeizhenren hugged the Ginseng King as if he were holding a peerless beauty, with a look of intoxication on his face.
Tick!
Suddenly, a drop of water fell on the head, followed closely by the second drop, the third drop...
more and more.
"Hey, is it still raining in the tomb?"
Changmei Zhenren felt a little strange. When he looked up, his whole heart tightened instantly.
