Leaving the bamboo forest, Ling Sheng carried two jade boxes and returned to his simple house.

"Haha, the roots of the five hundred-year-old spiritual ginseng, the ten thousand-year-old immortal ginseng."

Looking at a ginseng in front of him, Ling Sheng licked the corner of his mouth, then looked at a root beside him, and his eyes were even more hot.

A light golden root lies quietly in the jade box, as thick as a chopstick, and it is long with one finger.

The roots are dark in color, and the light gold is slightly gray and white. A vicissitudes of life are coming from the gray and white. This is the trace of time left by the years on this ten thousand-year-old immortal ginseng.

The faint grayish-white color, like the old and elderly hair and beard, was born since ancient times, and after a long period of time, the vicissitudes and coldness.

"Good baby." Ling Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange light flashed.

He picked up the root and slowly put it in his mouth, chewed it gently, and a bitter smell instantly filled the tip of his tongue, and then endless sweetness spread throughout his body.

Ling Sheng felt his body gradually getting hot, as if a lot of heat was emitted from his body. He couldn't help but sit cross-legged, silently circulating his true energy, and refining this medicinal power.

The medicinal power contained in the whiskers of an immortal ginseng may not be greater than that of hundreds of years of spiritual ginseng. However, in terms of purity, it is far from being a hundred years of spiritual ginseng and a thousand years of spiritual ginseng.

Immortal ginseng can be integrated into the body without refining it, and instantly merge into the true qi to increase cultivation.

"The ten thousand-year immortal ginseng is well-known, and a single root is extremely precious." Ling Sheng praised in his heart.

A few wisps of white air rose above Ling Sheng's head, and it swayed into the sky, like fairy mist and spiritual.

His skin was already red and hot.

The medicine power of the Ten Thousand Years of Immortal Ginseng is pure, extremely domineering, and as passionate as fire. Ling Sheng practices sword energy, which is purely a path of metal.

Fierce fire practices real gold.

Ling Sheng felt that the essence, gold, and true energy in his body became more and more condensed.

The medicine power surged, accompanied by true energy, rushed into the Platinum Sword Pill in one fell swoop.

boom!

Ling Sheng shook all over, the sword pill in his body trembled slightly, and then he remained motionless, and the red and hot color on his skin also quickly disappeared.

The platinum sword pill as big as a nail was spinning slowly, and a stream of true energy gushed out, which was more than two or three times more condensed than before.

"This root saves me ten years of hard work." Ling Sheng was extremely amazed.

No wonder the people in other schools are difficult to practice, and the great disciples are emerging one after another, and this talented and treasure also accounts for a huge factor.

"Hey, there is actually a layer of black mud on my body?"

Ling Sheng spread his hands and saw a layer of mud on his hands. He couldn't help but be stunned. When he stood up, he found that his body was covered with black dirt, which was covered with all his body, and it was stinking.

However, Ling Sheng felt that he was extremely strong and his body was much lighter. He was secretly surprised in his heart and could vaguely detect the reason for the incident.

When the Ten Thousand Years of Immortal Ginseng is thickening its cultivation, it may also nourish its body, flow through blood, wash away the meridians and cut off the marrow, and transform it. This effect may not be achieved even if it is the Thousand Years of Spiritual Ginseng.

"It's really heartbreaking to give such a treasure of nature and earth to Su Bai to clean the flying sword." Ling Sheng sighed, "The traditional flying sword pointed directly to the avenue, but it has many constraints. In the early stage, he practiced slowly and was restrained by filthy things. In fact, the steps of cleaning the flying sword of nature and earth are also indispensable methods."

"Su Bai has used so many hundred-year-old spiritual medicines to practice so far. Even if he has been a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine, he is afraid that he will not have ten or eight. This thorn of ten-year-old immortal ginseng was probably the only one whom Elder Shi endured the pain and gave it to help him fly his sword through the sword tribulation when he saw that he was about to break through."

Ling Sheng smiled in his heart and said, "It's just that I'm cheaper."

Taking this ginseng beard that can be called an immortal object, plus the true qi cultivation cultivated by the Platinum Sword Pill, Ling Sheng has had more than 30 years of Taoism, and his true qi is condensed and he has almost reached the peak of qi cultivation.

"If I can control the qi, I can break through the air and show my sharpness." Ling Sheng thought about it and said in his mind: "It's a pity that I have to break through the nourishing qi and reach the control qi, it will take a lot of effort. Even if two more immortal ginseng roots can only increase the Tao and encourage true qi, which will not help much in breaking through the realm."

"Before I break through the Qi, I must have some self-defense."

Ling Sheng stood up, suddenly became stunned, and pulled out his sword with his backhand.

A low sound came, red ashes kept flying, and a long sword was rusty and it was no longer like it.

Ling Sheng tried to knock on the sword slightly, and the sword collapsed immediately, and a large amount of rust flew and fell to the ground.

"So that's it." Ling Sheng was stunned at first, and then suddenly realized that he had probably taken the ginseng whiskers before. When he was exercising his skills, he had already absorbed the essence of the sword to replenish his true energy.

Putting the rotten rust sword aside, Ling Sheng took out a belt, which contained more than ten small flying knives, about the length of a finger, and neatly inserted into the small cloth bag on the belt.

call out!

Ling Sheng pulled out the flying knife, raised his hand and shot it out immediately, piercing deep into the willow tree at twenty steps outside the window.

Ling Sheng was quite satisfied and said to himself: "This flying knife is enough to deal with ordinary people. As for the master of Qi control, he must approach the other party, accidentally, and assassinate with a flying knife in an instant. However, the Qi-refining man is quite sensitive to murderous aura, and I don't know how to restrain myself, so assassination is actually a delusion."

This skill of flying swords is not martial arts, but is produced by sword energy. According to Ling Sheng's estimate, if you hit a hundred shots within fifty steps, you will lose your accuracy if you fly out of fifty steps. If you fly out of eighty steps, the force attached to it will inevitably fade and you will fall into dust.

In the past, Ling Sheng used sword energy to fire a flying knife, but he could only kill people within ten steps. After twenty steps, his strength would be exhausted and he fell to the ground.

What's more, the sword energy technique must be used to activate the true qi, but Ling Sheng had no true qi in the past, so he induced the blood and qi, which involved the internal organs. After two or three flying knives, the internal organs were injured.

Now Ling Sheng’s true qi has been formed. Although it cannot break through the body, it can nourish itself and strengthen the body. The breathing qi is leisurely and long, the blood is abundant, and the functions of the internal organs have been greatly improved. In this state, even if you emit hundreds of flying knives, it will be fine.

"With a flying knife protecting her body, there is not much danger along the way. In this way, I practice all the way, collect some metal objects, absorb the breath of pure gold in it, and increase my cultivation."

Ling Sheng weighed the flying knife and said with a low smile: "I wonder if I can break through my Qi-harming cultivation level along the way?"

"Okay, it's time to find that Senior Brother Su Bai and give him a sword box."

Ling Sheng was refreshed and did not rest, so he put the jade box in his arms and tied the belt of the hidden flying knife around his waist.

After packing up a few sets of clothes, rolling them into a bag, and carrying them behind him, Ling Sheng smiled and pushed the door out.
Chapter completed!