Chapter 133 Li Chang'an becomes a father, look...

Li Chang'an, overjoyed at becoming a father, couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the adorable little ginseng: "Do you want to take a closer look? How can you just randomly claim someone as your father?"

“No, not casually.” The little ginseng shook its head. “Although you’ve lost your divine power, I can still recognize you. You are my father.”

Divine power...

Li Chang'an understood.

The true father of this little ginseng is his previous incarnation, the Boundless God.

No wonder I felt a sense of familiarity with this little ginseng deep in my soul.

Li Chang'an murmured, "Then you must be several thousand years old, older than I am now."

"Dad, what did you say?" Little Ginseng didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Li Chang'an tucked the small ginseng into his pocket, glanced at Wu Yingshan, and decided to explore again tomorrow. He would go home first.

He turned around and walked towards home, the little ginseng in his arms curiously looking around.

Although many things have been added here and many spirits have been removed, its general appearance is still the same as it remembers.

When they got home, Tianxuan and the others were sitting in the living room.

While Li Chang'an was worshipping the mountain god of Wuying Mountain, they were on the rooftop terrace of their home and witnessed the ceremony.

However, only Li Chang'an was pulled into the realm of the mountain god. Only Li Chang'an could see the souls of those Wuqi people and the Wuqi sacrificial dance.

Upon hearing Li Chang'an recount the scene he had just witnessed, Tianxuan sighed softly.

It is truly a pity that I could not witness the Wuqi sacrificial dance in person.

"I'll go up Wuying Mountain again tomorrow," Li Chang'an said, taking out the small ginseng from his pocket and introducing it.

"This is a Ginseng Fairy, which appeared after the Wuying Mountain sacrificial ceremony. It should have grown on Wuying Mountain."

The little ginseng sat obediently in Li Chang'an's palm, without saying a word, just quietly watching Tianxuan and the others.

Afterwards, Li Chang'an introduced it to the other members of the Immortal Mountain.

This little ginseng will now be a member of the Immortal Mountain. Let's introduce each other so we can get to know each other better.

After the introductions were finished, the spirits prepared to return to their rooms.

Li Chang'an was going to cultivate between the Earth Star Plum Blossoms with Tianxuan. Before setting off, he wanted to settle the little ginseng first.

The new room isn't ready yet, so Little Ginseng can stay in his room tonight.

Li Chang'an brought the little ginseng to the room upstairs.

Li Xiaoguai was sleeping soundly in her cat bed by the bed. When she heard the door open, she simply stretched out and became a long cat stick.

Smelling an unfamiliar odor in the room, Li Xiaoguai only half-opened one eye and glanced around casually.

Over the years, it has lived in the immortal mountain, eating and drinking things imbued with spiritual energy, and thus has developed a little spiritual awareness. Although it is not yet a true spirit, it is very intelligent and has a more stable personality, and will not be frightened by the appearance of strangers.

“I still need to cultivate tonight, so you can rest here.” Li Chang’an placed the small ginseng on the pillow. “I’ll tidy up your room tomorrow. If you don’t need to rest, you can go and look around. Let me know where you want to stay.”

The little ginseng nodded and then said, "Father, I didn't grow on Wuying Mountain, I grew on Xuanling Immortal Mountain."

The Xuanling Immortal Mountain it refers to is that snow-capped mountain range.

“About seven thousand years ago, I grew on Xuanling Immortal Mountain, and you dug me out. Because Xuanling Immortal Mountain is your mountain, and I grew there, I called you ‘Father,’ and you didn’t drive me away.”

Li Chang'an didn't leave in a hurry. After the little ginseng finished speaking, he said, "I don't know how many times I've been reincarnated, and I don't have the memories of the God."

The little ginseng nodded. Of course it knew; otherwise, why would it have explained it?

"I know, I won't blame Dad."

Li Chang'an chuckled and patted the little ginseng on the head.

Then call this little ginseng whatever you want.

The little ginseng tilted its head back and asked again, "What is Father going to do on Wuying Mountain tomorrow?"

"Go and see if there are any other spirits or creatures up there."

While we're at it, let's see what's suitable for that rugged terrain.

As Li Chang'an spoke, he fell into deep thought.

Unexpectedly, the little ginseng said, "There were no more spirits or creatures up there six thousand years ago."

Li Chang'an was taken aback: "There are no spiritual items left?"

“Hmm.” Little Ginseng nodded. “When Father God found that mountain, there was nothing left on it except some spiritual soil with spiritual energy, which was very suitable for growing medicinal herbs. So Father God asked me to help grow some spiritual herbs on the mountain.”

"Do you still have the medicinal herbs you planted before?"

“No more.” The little ginseng shook its head. “When the calamity came, all the medicinal herbs were left for the people. Don’t worry, Father, if there are any seeds left, I can help you plant them.”

Li Chang'an felt a warmth in his heart. "I don't have many medicinal herb seeds either. You can plant them all for fun."

In that case, all those Jade Glory Grasses can be transplanted to Wuying Mountain.

Then buy some other herb seeds. Although they are ordinary, perhaps their quality will change if they are planted in the sacred mountains.

After settling the little ginseng, Li Chang'an went to Wuying Mountain before going to Meijian on Earth Star to cultivate.

Even in the darkness, he could see as usual. He walked from the foot of the mountain to the snow-covered summit, but he did not see any trace of any spirit.

The soil on the mountain is very loose, dark gray in color, and feels like humus.

Li Chang'an straightened up, brushed the dirt off his hands, and stared blankly at the distant Xuanling Immortal Mountain.

Since Wuya Shenzun is already a god, he will not get sick and naturally does not need the blessings of the Wuqi spirits.

Six thousand years ago, there were no spiritual creatures left on Wuying Mountain. So, the reason he brought this mountain into this blessed land must be for these spiritual herbs and fertile soil.

It was so that his reincarnation could come here to plant medicinal herbs.

Li Chang'an sighed softly.

From farming, raising pigs, silkworms, and flowers, to later growing medicinal herbs, this deity has truly arranged his retirement life perfectly. It's just that now it's Li Chang'an who is living this kind of retirement life.

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The next day, Li Chang'an set up the spirit foundation stone on Wuying Mountain and took the little ginseng to the East Floating Island to transplant the Jade Glory Grass.

Dongfu Sky Island is the territory occupied by the Tea Essence. He had only agreed to let these Jade Glory Grasses grow here for a short time. Now that Li Chang'an is finally going to move them away, he was so happy that he rushed up to help.

Although the spiritual soil is not as rich in spiritual energy as the spiritual soil, it is more suitable for the growth of spiritual herbs and can nourish the herbs to produce better active ingredients. Therefore, the Jade Glory Grasses adapted quickly after being transplanted and remained in good condition as always.

Li Chang'an searched online again and took Xiao Renshen to many planting bases. When he saw good medicinal herb seeds and seedlings, he asked Xiao Renshen for his opinion. In the end, he bought some medicinal herbs such as ginseng, lingzhi, astragalus, poria, and gastrodia.

He had no experience in growing medicinal herbs, so he could only help open up the medicinal herb fields. After that, all the medicinal herbs had to be handled by Xiao Renshen.

At the foot of Wuying Mountain, there are mostly steep cliffs with low pine trees or shrubs growing between them. Only when you reach the middle of the mountain can you see a gentler slope.

The medicinal herb fields were established in these areas, with the edges reinforced with stones to prevent soil loosening and erosion from affecting the cultivated herbs.

The little ginseng was very efficient, and it finished planting all the medicinal herbs in just two days. Every morning, it would go up the mountain to add some of its spiritual power to these medicinal fields, and occasionally it would fetch water from the Ningjing River to the mountain to water the herbs.

Before the medicinal herbs had even grown, Li Chang'an received a call from Academician Wang of the Xia State Academy of Agricultural Sciences. Wang said that several academicians from the Xia State Academy of Medical Sciences and Ningshan Laboratory wanted to meet him.

A few days ago, in order to buy medicinal herb seeds, Li Chang'an looked up a lot of information about medicinal herb institutions online, and thus learned that these two institutions were focusing on research related to the cultivation of medicinal herb seeds and seedlings.

He bought the Gastrodia elata from a base, and the owner said that the seedlings were cultivated by the Xia Guo Academy of Medical Sciences.

"What do they want from me?" Li Chang'an had just asked when he remembered the ginseng planted not long ago and said, "If they want to see the medicinal herbs, I just planted those here too, they haven't grown yet."

Since the owner of that Gastrodia elata cultivation base got the seedlings from the Xia Guo Academy of Medical Sciences, he must know some researchers. When he learned that Li Chang'an wanted to grow medicinal herbs, he would definitely tell one of the researchers.

"No rush. It takes many years for medicinal herbs to grow. The academicians just want to get to know you in advance so that they can study some of the medicinal herbs you have already grown."

Li Chang'an exclaimed in surprise, "We're doing this early?"

"Haha, it's not a bad thing to build a good relationship with you first. Can I give them your contact information?"

“Of course,” Li Chang’an readily agreed.

Shortly after hanging up the phone, several academicians added Li Chang'an's contact information.

Knowing their purpose, Li Chang'an sent them some photos of the medicinal herb fields, telling them that the herbs were still growing.

No rush, no rush. Growing medicinal herbs is a time-consuming task, and some herbs are more effective the older they are.

Is this soil humus?

When the academician mentioned the soil in the medicinal herb field, Li Chang'an paused for a moment and had some ideas.

He didn't rush to reply. Instead, he found the little ginseng and inquired about the characteristics of the fertile soil and whether it could be taken to the Cangxuan Realm to grow medicinal herbs.

"It seems unlikely. This soil was formed by piling up various spiritual plants and herbs, and it contains a lot of spiritual energy. Soil is generous and selfless. If it is in a place with insufficient spiritual energy, it will disperse its own spiritual energy to nourish the spiritual veins in the surrounding environment. But if the difference in spiritual energy is too great, the spiritual energy in the soil will eventually dissipate."

Aside from celestial soil, any spiritual soil of any quality will behave the same way if brought to the Cangxuan Realm.

The high-quality soil that Li Chang'an gave to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences back then lost its spiritual energy precisely because of this "selflessness".

Li Chang'an understood, picked up his phone, and replied to the academicians who had inquired about the soil: "[It's not humus soil, it's fertile soil for spiritual herbs, but it can't be brought to the Cangxuan Realm for use.]"

Several academicians expressed their regret.

In this case, we can only do what the Academy of Agricultural Sciences did: wait until Li Chang'an grows the medicinal herbs and then take some back for research.

After replying, Li Chang'an thought of something and asked, "How long does it take for these ordinary medicinal herbs to mature on fertile soil?"

Vegetables and fruits grown in spiritual soil have a much shorter growth time, and perhaps this fertile soil for medicinal herbs can have a similar effect.

However, the little ginseng said, "It takes about the same amount of time as growing in other ordinary soil. For example, ginseng takes five or six years. It's better to let them mature naturally and be soaked in spiritual energy in the fertile soil of spiritual herbs. But if Father is in a hurry, I can also use spiritual power to make them grow quickly, and the effect will be just as good."

"Can you help one plant grow faster?"

"Okay, Dad, wait for me a moment." The little ginseng nodded obediently, ran to a small burrow where ginseng was planted, and stretched out its two hands to surround the sides of the burrow.

At the same time, it shone with golden light, and seedlings gradually emerged from the small soil pit. The seedlings grew taller and taller, and finally the plant reached a height of more than forty centimeters, even taller than a small ginseng, and the stems also became much thicker.

Before long, the ginseng plant blossomed and bore fruit. When the berries turned bright red, the little ginseng plant sent out a tentacle to collect a few seeds.

The little ginseng then used both hands to encircle the ginseng stem and pulled the fully mature ginseng out of the soil.

The ginseng root in the soil was much smaller than the small ginseng root, only about 20 centimeters long including the roots, and about 3 centimeters in diameter.

Holding the ginseng, it ran to Li Chang'an's side with its tentacle-like legs: "Dad, it's done."

Li Chang'an watched quietly, and only felt relieved when he saw that the little ginseng was not in any discomfort.

Looking at the little ginseng in front of him, he suddenly remembered that this little thing had grown seven thousand years ago and was a minor immortal, with a cultivation level higher than that of the tea spirit. It was naturally no problem for him to accelerate the maturity of an ordinary ginseng.

He was worrying too much, probably because the little ginseng always called him "Dad".

Li Chang'an snapped out of his daze, said thank you, picked up the ginseng, examined it, and sent photos to the academicians.

The academicians were surprised. How could they see a mature ginseng plant just a few minutes after they finished chatting, and in such good condition?

Li Chang'an explained that it was induced by spiritual power. He asked the little ginseng if it could be induced to grow more, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he asked the academicians if they wanted to take a few medicinal plants for research.

Although he said that the effect of using spiritual power to accelerate growth was just as good as that of naturally grown plants, the academicians, out of caution, only planned to take one or two of each type of medicinal herb for research first.

They couldn't be at ease until they personally confirmed that the effects of herbs grown with spiritual power were just as good as those grown naturally in fertile soil.

The little ginseng received the task and soon induced four plants of each kind of medicinal herb.

Li Chang'an packed the medicinal herbs into two portions, adding a little bit of Jade Glory Grass to each, and then sent them to the two organizations.