As he spoke, Zhang Cong used a little force and directly pulled the ginseng out of the mound.
The wild ginseng suddenly panicked and kept fidgeting with the red rope with the four stems on its body. It was obviously frightened by Zhang Cong's actions.
"I have already sworn an oath. If I try to lie to you, I will be struck by thunder from the sky. We monsters cannot swear casually. If we violate our oath, it is really possible to attract thunder from the sky.
When the time comes, I will be completely destroyed."
Hearing this, Zhang Cong stopped what he was doing. As a medicine farmer, Zhang Cong had heard that when the mountain spirits were caught, they would try their best to reveal the location of some treasures in exchange for their own lives.
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But at this moment, this wild ginseng also told him the information about a plant that sounded extremely precious, and wanted to exchange it for his life.
And this wild ginseng did not hesitate to swear a poisonous oath in exchange for Zhang Cong's trust, which immediately gave Zhang Cong some hesitation.
What Zhang Cong can now be sure of is that the credibility of this news has reached over 90%.
After thinking for a long time, Zhang Cong put the ginseng back into the pit, curled his lips and said, "You exaggerated the Zhu Tiancai Earth Treasure. Obviously, the Zhu Tiancai Earth Treasure must be much better than you.
Aren't you afraid that it will take revenge on you if it finds out that you revealed its location?"
After hearing this, Shan Shen said in a helpless tone: "You don't know, every full moon night, all the plants in the nearby hundred miles will give one-third of their accumulated spiritual energy in that month to Tiancai.
Earth treasure.
And it seems that this thing should be like this. All the plants in the nearby hundred miles are simply unable to resist the overflow of their own spiritual power.
And I can feel that the power of Zhu Tiancai Dibao is expanding outward at a very terrifying speed.
In the place covered by its pressure, all plants will be like us and need to be forced to overflow one-third of the spiritual energy accumulated in the month on the night of the full moon.
If it hadn't been for this, I wouldn't have ended up like this, I would have been able to cultivate to the point where I could move freely, and I would have left here long ago."
Hearing this, Zhang Cong suddenly felt very curious. The treasures of heaven and earth also instantly attracted Zhang Cong's attention.
Being able to seize the spiritual energy of other plants for cultivation shows the domineering nature of a natural treasure. He is like a king among plants, holding the power of life and death for all living creatures within his territory.
Zhang Cong obviously did not expect that such precious information about heavenly materials and earthly treasures would be in his possession. After thinking for a long time, Zhang Cong untied the red rope from the mountain ginseng.
In an instant, the ginseng suddenly plunged into the soil, and with a faint yellow light, the ginseng suddenly disappeared from the ground.
It was obvious that Shan Shen had used the Earth Escape method. At this moment, the place where it was just now was empty.
Zhang Cong didn't care at all about Shan Shen's departure, because the information he got at this moment was too precious, and Zhang Cong was busy weighing the pros and cons.
As a native of the country, Zhang Cong is naturally very familiar with the nearby terrain. The mountain ginseng is said to be hundreds of miles eastward.
On top of the cliff, it is naturally the Guichou Mountain located hundreds of miles away.
As the name suggests, Ghost Worry Mountain, even ghosts will become worried when they see such steep mountains.
Even locals like Zhang Cong have never climbed a mountain. One reason is that the mountain is so high that its peak is hidden in the clouds all day long. Only half of its height is exposed.
To the east is an extremely neat cliff. It is very neat, as if someone had cut it out with a sharp axe. It is very beautiful. People who saw it from a hundred miles away were quite shocked.
And the most important thing is that there has been a legend circulating in the nearby villages that this mountain was transformed into a magic weapon that fell from the immortal's secret treasure in the sky. The mountain is full of mythical insects and strange beasts.
The nearby villages all have a stipulation that no one is allowed to step into this mountain.
More than thirty years ago, when Zhang Cong was not yet born, someone approached Guichou Mountain. He was a woodcutter who went into the mountain to cut firewood.
It is said that as soon as a person reached the foot of the mountain, he heard a deafening roar of a beast. The roar resounded for hundreds of miles and could be heard clearly by all nearby villages.
The woodcutter was also found in the lower reaches of the mountain stream the next day. He had already expired. It was said that his death was extremely tragic. The meridians all over his body were severed, and all the internal organs were shattered by an unknown force.
Since then, the mountain has become a restricted area within a radius of fifty miles, and no one dares to approach it anymore.
This kind of emperor-like treasure of heaven and earth grows on the cliff of Guijianchou, so it is a good place to find it.
After thinking for a long time, Zhang Cong smiled bitterly. Although this information was relatively precious, it was simply useless to him who was weak at the moment.
Thinking of this, Zhang Cong instantly regretted letting go of the ginseng.
Zhang Cong shook the map helplessly, covering the surrounding land. Just as he was about to leave the medicine field, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, there are many ferocious beasts gathering near Tiancai Dibao that eat people without spitting out bones.
Be careful when you pick it yourself, don't blame me for not warning you, after all you gave me a blessing."
Zhang Cong turned around and saw that it was the mountain ginseng. He saw it emerging from the soil and standing not far away from Zhang Cong with two whiskers like a little man.
When Zhang Cong heard these words, he didn't say much. He just looked at the wild ginseng. The wild ginseng bowed to Zhang Cong in a decent manner, and then escaped into the land again.
Zhang Cong just glanced at the mound where the ginseng escaped, and then looked back.
After all, the wild ginseng had already escaped, and it was not Zhang Cong's character to waste time staring blankly at the empty mound.
At this moment, Zhang Cong was still a little relieved. After all, not only had he helped Zhushan Ginseng gain a certain level of cultivation, but he had also opened up and let the wild ginseng go.
Zhang Cong has heard his grandmother say since he was a child that everything has karmic debts. If you do good deeds, you will accumulate blessings, and if you do bad things, you will bear karmic debts.
After you die, someone will settle the accounts for you down below.
Therefore, under the guidance of this warning, Zhang Cong has always treated others and himself with a kind heart since childhood.
Wild ginseng speaks human words and performs rituals, which is obviously a living life.
After returning home.
With the faint light emitted by the oil lamp, Zhang Cong held a slightly wet cloth in one hand and was carefully wiping the vial in his hand.
The first time he saw this vial, Zhang Cong could feel that every time he stared at the vial, there would always be a slight surge of heat in his lower abdomen, which was warm and very comfortable.
The longer he stared at it, the warmth would slowly spread throughout his body, like a thin stream of clear water rushing through his internal organs, making Zhang Cong feel quite energetic.
Looking around, Zhang Cong couldn't help but see that the thing he had just placed on the table was standing quietly under a beam of moonlight projected from the window.
At the mouth of the long bottle, a wisp of milky white cloud actually rose up at this moment. The cloud surrounded the mouth of the bottle for several weeks, and then it seemed to have a soul and slowly flowed into the vial.
Repeatedly in this way, Zhang Cong looked at it for several times before he slightly withdrew his gaze. The mouth of the vial also became moist at this moment. As the moonlight illuminated it, it suddenly reflected fine, pearl-like particles.
The stars shone into pieces.
"It seems that this vial absorbs the spiritual liquid faster under the moonlight."
Zhang Cong sat aside, holding his chin, and murmured.
Immediately, Zhang Cong picked up the vial on the table and placed it at the window. The moonlight here was more intense. The cloud-like aura gathered at the mouth of the vial was obviously much thicker than before, showing a faint light.
of milky white.
After doing all this, Zhang Cong looked at the vial expectantly, then turned around and blew out the oil lamp.
Just lying on the bed, Zhang Cong could still feel the heat in his lower abdomen.
While Zhang Cong was thinking, he focused all his attention on the warm current. Suddenly, Zhang Cong suddenly discovered that the warm current was under the control of his consciousness and seemed to be able to change its direction.
Zhang Cong sat up suddenly, closed his eyes tightly, feeling the warm current in his body, and he was trying to control the flow of warm current. After another half an hour, the night watchers wandering around the village also took a rest, and the whole village was now
Completely immersed in silence.
Zhang Cong was not asleep yet. He cleverly controlled the warm current to flow through his body. During the whole process, he found that as long as he controlled it properly, the warm current would not dissipate.
Time passed by minute by minute, and in a blink of an eye, it was already dark.
Along with the sound of several roosters crowing in the distance, Zhang Cong slowly opened his eyes. Immediately, a mouthful of black turbid air came out of his mouth.
