"Huangjing?"

Qi Wuhuo subconsciously pulled the backpack on his back and asked, "Did you grow these Polygonatum odoratum?"

The spotted deer moved its hooves and said aggrievedly, "Of course!"

"You guys dug up all the Polygonatum we had planted on the mountain before! We finally replanted it and it finally grew again, why are you here again!"

Qi Wuhuo thought for a moment and said:

"Then how can you prove that this is the medicinal herb you planted?"

"Rather than being unique to this mountain?"

The deer said angrily: "It must have been planted by us. We have numbered them. If you don't believe me, look!" The deer jumped down from the stone wall in a few seconds, guiding Qi Wuhuo to see.

Sure enough, every place where Polygonatum sibiricum is grown is marked.

Either the small stones were swinging, or there was a small stone slab hidden behind the tree, all of them corresponded, and when the deer pointed these out, his face was full of smugness, which was completely different from the man-eating monsters that Qi Wuhuo encountered when he fled to the demon country as a teenager.

As seen by the primordial spirit, there is a clear and spiritual energy surrounding the body.

Qi Wuhuo asked curiously, "Are you a deer demon?"

The deer emphasized: "It's the deer spirit!"

"Oh, don't ask me. Look, we planted this ourselves, so you have to give it back to me!"

Qi Wuhuo nodded and said, "You planted it, so it should be yours."

After saying that, he really took off the backpack and took out the Polygonatum odoratum inside.

The deer counted out a portion, and then gave a small portion to Qi Wuhuo, saying, "This is yours."

"mine?"

"Yes, you helped us dig it out, this is your reward."

The little deer gestured to Qi Wuhuo to wrap the Polygonatum odoratum with cloth, made a package and carried it on the deer's back, and tied a knot. Then, the deer walked forward, wagging its tail contentedly.

He jumped a few steps, thought for a moment, turned around, looked at Qi Wuhuo and said:

"But you're a good fellow."

"We have a party today, do you want to come?"

The young man in blue clothes thought for a moment, pointed at himself and said with a smile:

"Can I, too?"

"Of course."

"It's a party in the mountains!"

The mountains were covered in snow, and a little deer was hopping in front. A young man in blue clothes had his black hair tied up, and was carrying a backpack. He was wearing simple needle-soled shoes and was walking forward step by step on the snow. He held the backpack straps and asked curiously, "But you can talk, where did you learn it from?"

The deer raised his head proudly and said, "Of course I can speak."

"Look, I have refined my transverse bones, can speak, and have developed my essence. Hehe, an average deer only lives for twenty years, but I can live for a hundred."

The young man carrying the backpack said:

"After practicing, can you only live for more than a hundred years?"

The deer snorted and said, "Do you think that all living things are immortal like humans?"

Qi Wuhuo was puzzled: "Eternal Life Seed?"

"People can only live to 70 or 80 years old."

The deer replied in a tone that said, "You don't know how lucky you are."

"But a deer fifteen years from now will be an old deer!"

It jumped up onto a stone and said:

"My grandfather was adopted by a Taoist priest among humans. There was a forest fire at that time, and the Taoist priest took him back. When my grandfather was a child, the Taoist priest was that big. When my grandfather grew up and could come and go in the mountains, the Taoist priest looked like that. When my grandfather died of old age, the Taoist priest looked like that."

"Many wild animals in the mountains do not change much in appearance from birth to death. They are powerful and have long lifespans, five times longer than ours. Aren't they immortal species?"

The little deer was puzzled, and then said:

"It's already amazing that I can practice to the point where I can live to be over a hundred years old!"

Qi Wuhuo thought for a while after hearing this and said with a smile: "That makes sense."

I was thinking in my heart, it seems that lifespan and immortality are not so absolute. For deer, a generation is five years. If a deer can cultivate to the maximum lifespan of humans, then the deer that can live longer than twenty generations can be called an ancestor.

But for humans, this is just the realm of "Three Talents Complete".

But for mayflies, they are born in the morning and die in the evening.

Even the lifespan of a deer seems incredibly long to them.

The young man's mind was clear, and he said to himself:

"Time is long, and life is between heaven and earth, and life span is one hundred years."

"But compared to the heaven and earth, it is nothing more than a mayfly."

"Born in the morning, dead in the evening."

The deer spirit was jumping in front and heard what the people behind were saying.

It feels so strange.

Humans can live for 70 or 80 years. 70 or 80 years! How can we say that this is the same as floating? But what is a mayfly?

Strange people, weird.

Suddenly, a loud and laughing voice came from the front: "Hahaha, what a great sentence! Compared with the heaven and earth, we are just mayflies. All things are born between heaven and earth, so who is not like this?"

"It looks like this little deer has found a remarkable guest."

"Friend, please come in!"

The voice was so majestic that it shook the woods in front. The deer spirit leaped a few times and slipped into the gaps between the trees and forests. Then it stopped, turned around, and looked at Qi Wuhuo with its bright black eyes, as if asking him to come in.

The young man smiled, raised his hand to push away the pine branches blocking his way, bent down, the pine branches shook, the falling snow shone on his blue shirt, the cloth clothes were clean, his eyes were as black and bright as the morning star, he walked in, said sorry for disturbing you, and his vision suddenly opened up.

This is an open and flat ground with snow that has not melted yet. In the middle is a large banana leaf that is still green in winter. On the banana leaf are all kinds of fruits and medicines. On the stone platform in front, lies a white-browed tiger.

At first glance, its body length was more than ten feet. Its tail casually dropped down its body. It stood up, and its forehead was almost as tall as Qi Wuhuo to the ground. Its amber eyes looked at the boy in blue with a sense of tranquility.

When Qi Wuhuo saw the tiger, his body stiffened instinctively.

Immediately, he felt the refreshing and spiritual energy from the tiger and his tension relaxed. The tiger saw Qi Wuhuo and recognized that this was the young man who carried the mysterious old man down the mountain some time ago. Although he did not get close to listen that day, he heard the other tigers mention it.

I felt that I was indeed worthy of being chosen by the old man, as I could say those words just now. When I spoke, my voice was heroic:

"Little brother, I am the mountain god of this mountain. Today is the end-of-year banquet, and you are here at the right time."

Qi Wuhuo cupped his hands and said, "It's a perfect opportunity."

Then he saw a bronze tripod next to the tiger. The deer jumped over, untied the package on his back, and poured all the polygonatum inside into the tripod.

After the deer retreated, monkeys came climbing over.

Put all kinds of large and plump fruits into the tripod.

Then the fox brought the spiritual herbs and the white snake brought the ginseng, and they put them all in. Following the guidance of the deer, Qi Wuhuo also put in the Polygonatum odoratum that was packaged on his back.

The tiger also let out a deep roar as he spoke:

“This is my treasure.”

"At the end of the year, many spiritual fruits are put into it to refine spiritual liquid. Eating it can extend life by one year, refine the body, and purify the essence. It is very beneficial for cultivation. I am using this to become a mountain king."

"Gather together at the end of the year to form spiritual liquid."

"Every three years, we will meet to discuss the Dao."

Qi Wuhuo asked: "Pure essence?"

Menghu nodded. The monsters around him didn't know the meaning of the word "Yuan Jing", so he just said it casually. Seeing Qi Wuhuo's reaction, he seemed to know, so he smiled and asked: "Do you know the method of Yuan Jing?"

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said:

"I don't know the method, I just know the essence."

The tiger nodded slightly.

Then he said:

"In that case, are you willing to listen to my advice?"