Sun's journey to immortality

"This is Lingshen Mountain? Is this kind of mountain with thousands of walls suitable for the growth of Lingshen?"

"Although spiritual ginseng does not have too strict requirements for the growth environment, fertile black soil and abundant spiritual power should also be prerequisites."

Looking at the shining bluestone not far away that reflected the light under the sunlight, Sun Mingsheng couldn't help but frowned, and he had some doubts about whether to enter this spiritual mountain to explore.

After about a stick of incense, the ever-changing colors on Sun Mingsheng's face suddenly disappeared without a trace. Take what you have come to, and never give up easily.

After Sun Mingsheng looked around and confirmed that there was no monster lurking, he jumped up and turned into a stream of light and headed straight to the top of Lingshen Mountain.

"Roar", "Moo", "His"

There are a lot of angry screams of monsters on the entire mountain of spiritual ginseng. It seems that the battle for spiritual ginseng is always going on.

Compared with the monsters living in other areas, the monsters here have no place to hide their aura, and they all compete for spiritual ginseng of different years as their first choice.

"The beauty of heaven and earth, the essence of heaven and earth, and the magic of creation are none other than the spiritual ginseng mountain in front of you. No wonder it can breed a large number of spiritual ginseng."

When Sun Mingsheng officially set foot on the Lingshen Mountain area, his face was extremely shocked. He felt the spiritual power around him that was obviously much richer than at the foot of the mountain, as well as the dark black soil full of moisture and the power of the earth. How can the contrast between the bluestones that come into view above and below make people feel calm?

If it were not for the guidance of the jade slips, most of the monks would not have conducted an in-depth exploration of the Lingshen Mountain in front of them.

In addition to the above-mentioned feelings, the unique fragrance of spiritual ginseng fills every corner of the mountain.

However, the spread of the scent of ginseng made it impossible for him to clearly confirm the source and location of the scent of ginseng. It can also be regarded as a kind of hiding of the figure in another sense. It is the so-called hiding in the market.

"Such a rich ginseng scent will definitely yield enough benefits here."

Sun Mingsheng had a confident look on his face, and he was confident enough to obtain the ginseng. The scent of the ginseng did not confuse him too much. After a short time, he walked along the stream deeper into the dense forest.

Since the Soul Refining Sect already knows enough about this place, the simplest and relatively safe outer area, the ginseng of a slightly older age has naturally been collected early.

From the perspective of himself and others, if Sun Mingsheng wanted to gain something, he would naturally need to venture into the depths of the jungle to explore. This was undoubtedly the only choice.

"Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, you can see that the bluestones are all green and barren, but the mountain is so fertile and rich. However, it is still unknown what grade and strength the monsters living here have."

As Sun Mingsheng moved forward, there was an unprecedented flash of light in his mind. Of course, the consciousness used to observe the traces of monsters has never been relaxed at all. He hoped to gain something in the process.

Although the towering giant trees growing on Lingshen Mountain are all relatively common varieties, they naturally have some special features under the nourishment of relatively strong spiritual power. For Sun Mingsheng, the most uncomfortable thing is It has the effect of blocking spiritual consciousness and the breath of spiritual ginseng itself.

"If the prediction is good, there should be a spiritual ginseng growing here."

After several failed searches for spiritual ginseng, Sun Mingsheng finally stopped under a giant tree growing above a stream.

Sun Mingsheng used his magic power and spiritual consciousness to control the nine-section whip. With each swing, there was a gust of evil wind, and a large number of semi-corroded leaves hidden at the roots of the big tree for unknown years were lifted bit by bit.

A faintly stronger fragrance of ginseng spreads. Under the cover of the leaves, a slightly red young leaf with sufficient vitality finally appears in front of the eyes. A unique vitality makes it even more exciting. People's eyes light up.

Throughout the entire process, Sun Mingsheng was never careless and remained in a relatively vigilant state, fearing that he would be attacked by monsters.

In the previous searches, although I did not successfully pick any old spiritual ginseng, I was attacked by some monsters living here every time.

Once due to carelessness, he was attacked by an unknown long snake covered in black patterns because he was unable to dodge, and was attacked by a highly poisonous snake.

If he hadn't carried some high-quality elixirs specially designed for detoxification with him, this time would have been disastrous. Sun Mingsheng would naturally not make the same mistake again.

"Ding"

Sure enough, when about half of the spiritual ginseng was exposed, a scorpion that was only the size of a palm and had a green tail fiercely inserted the fallen horse stake directly into the nine-section whip with lightning speed.

Sun Mingsheng is no stranger to scorpion-like monsters. In his past practice career, he has seen various levels of monsters. Even some monks with special hobbies will cultivate scorpion-like monsters into some special spiritual beasts.

The scorpion in front of me was completely different. It was completely green in color and could be seen directly from the inside to the outside. You could even clearly see the beating of the heart.

Horse-falling stake is one of the innate spiritual skills of scorpion-like monsters. It has quick response and extremely poisonous connotation. Once it is hit, it will definitely be worse than death for the monks, and the impact on combat effectiveness will be obvious.

However, this unknown scorpion in front of him was destined to fail to achieve the desired effect. The most powerful horse-reversing pile toxin did not cause any irreversible damage to the spiritual weapon itself.

"This scorpion is of the second-grade upper grade. If it is used as the main ingredient and a little spiritual wine is added, it is possible to cultivate spiritual wine with special effects."

Sun Mingsheng suddenly showed a greedy look, and instantly thought of more uses for the scorpion in front of him. Whenever he thought of the deliciousness of spiritual wine, he couldn't help but drool in his mouth.

If you want to brew spiritual wine smoothly, you must ensure that the scorpion monster in front of you is intact, so some relatively explosive methods are often unusable.

"Since you are here, stay here obediently and don't leave. Wouldn't it be a happy thing to brew some spiritual wine?"

Sun Mingsheng swung his right hand, and under the vibration of a burst of magic power, the scorpion fell directly, and then under the pursuit and slapping of the nine-section whip, tiny wounds suddenly appeared on its green body.

After losing the sudden attack of the horse-turning stake, the scorpion's own strength was quite ordinary, and it was not able to compete with the cultivators of the same level. This was based on the fact that Sun Mingsheng had not yet used all his strength.

The long nine-section whip was quite flexible. With the left and right swings, the scorpion in front of him was completely unable to resist. A quarter of an hour later, it became his first trophy and was successfully collected in a jade bottle of roughly the same color.

"Twelve leaves, a full 1,200 years of medicinal age"