The white-robed immortal Zhang Weiguo knelt on the ground with a plop.

The eyeball was 3 centimeters away from the "weed" kicked out by Liu Di.

He stared with eyes as if they were two separate 'glass balls', and then looked up in shock, "It really is a thousand-year-old ginseng!"

immediately.

Zhang Weiguo's tears turned into two clear streams, and he looked straight at Liu Di: "It has been five years, and countless people go up the mountain every day. It feels like these mountains have been turned over and over again, but no thousand-year-old ginseng has been found!"

The short-haired girl also came over and stared at the ginseng lying in the mud, her watery eyes twinkling.

This girl is one of those people Zhang Weiguo mentioned who goes up the mountain every day, getting up early and working late without stopping, searching in the soil all day long. As a result, after several years, she only found less than 10 ten-year-old ginsengs!

Not to mention the thousand-year ginseng, even a hundred-year ginseng is her dream! But the boy in white in front of her kicked three times casually, killing two hundred-year ginsengs and one thousand-year ginseng!

How come something that I couldn't accomplish with so much difficulty is so easy for others to do? ! "Here."

The short-haired girl, who was in deep shock, suddenly saw the man in white appear in her field of vision. There was a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, and his smile was as warm as the spring breeze. He held the freshly unearthed thousand-year-old ginseng in his hand and handed it to her.

"Give."

The man in white repeated the sentence again, with great sincerity. There was no scheming or any other purpose on his face. He was just smiling faintly.

The short-haired girl froze a little, her eyes widened, and she pointed to the tip of her nose with her hand, "This. Is it for me?"

The man in white nodded, "Yes, thank you for saving my life just now."

The short-haired girl's big watery eyes kept blinking.

Although this man's appearance was gained through spiritual power, and might be as ugly as a Shar-Pei dog in real life, he still makes people feel an unparalleled warmth and light.

The short-haired girl pursed her lips and said, "This is 800 points of spiritual power. You are so poor, are you sure you want to give it all to me?"

Liu Di tilted his head and said, "Not really. I want to keep ten glass balls for myself."

Speaking of.

Brother Liu picked up ten "glass balls" and threw them into his mouth one by one, just like eating peanuts.

He said, "If my calculations are correct, this glass ball has about 10 points of spiritual power. I think I have a spiritual power conversion ratio. I need to test what this ratio is."

immediately.

Liu Di raised his hand and glanced at his watch. Originally, swallowing 10 glass balls should have given him 100 points of mental power, but now it showed a big number '1'.

Liu Di shrugged and smiled, "It seems to be 100 to 1. I really have very poor talent."

But Liu Di seemed not to care and handed the remaining thousand-year-old ginseng to the short-haired girl, "You take the rest."

The short-haired girl was very embarrassed, even a little flattered, and whispered, "Would you like to eat more?"

"What to eat?"

But the white-robed immortal stepped forward, snatched the thousand-year-old ginseng from Liu Di's hand, and stuffed it into the bamboo basket behind the short-haired girl without saying a word. Then he found some leaves to cover the ginseng tightly.

The white-robed immortal said, "Number Eight is a man. If I say I'll give it to you, then I'll give it to you. Let's stop being shy and just keep it!"

Then, the white-robed immortal grinned at Brother Liu and said, "You said so, haha."

Brother Liu nodded and said "hmm".

Looking at the white-robed immortal who was making jokes with great interest, the old man was vaguely protecting the short-haired girl.

The white-robed immortal approached Brother Liu with a smile, "You seem to have a special sensitivity to this spiritual ginseng. You may be a rare genius. Why don't you try kicking two more blades of grass?"

Brother Liu nodded.

He slowly squatted down and fixed his eyes on a blade of grass swaying in the wind.

He exhaled slightly, stretched out his hands, and slowly moved the soil.

The eyes of the white-robed immortal Zhang Weiguo suddenly lit up.

The short-haired girl also became nervous.

Finally, Liu Di loosened the soil almost enough, and with a slight force of his arms, the intact roots of the grass were pulled out.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Zhang Weiguo's neck stretched out half a meter.

The next moment, he looked disappointed! The grass that Liu Di pulled out had thin and small roots, and there was not a single glass ball! Zhang Weiguo sighed and said, "It turns out that you were really lucky before!"

But Brother Liu was not in a hurry. He slowly put the green grass back into the soil, then buried its roots with soil, patted it gently, and was very careful.

Brother Liu said, "The reason why I was able to find ginseng is because I found some of the grasses unpleasant to my eyes, and the one I just dug out is very beautiful and I like it very much, so I just did a test, and it turned out not to be ginseng."

The white robed immortal curled his lips and said, "Stop bragging and making excuses for yourself."

Brother Liu didn't say anything.

He buried the grass in his hand and kicked another weed behind him. The root of the grass immediately emerged from the soil, carrying a string of "glass balls".

Brother Liu said expressionlessly, "For example, I don't like this grass very much, and this one too."

Speaking of.

Brother Liu casually pulled out a string of glass balls from under another blade of grass.

"Forehead"

Zhang Weiguo's jaw dropped again. "No big deal, two ten-year-old ginsengs."

But Brother Liu didn't even look at the ginseng. He put his hands behind his back and said, "I seem to be gifted in digging ginseng!"

Zhang Weiguo swallowed his saliva! He then pointed at the two ginsengs on the ground and said, "Brother, why is the quality down this time? These are only 10-year-old ginsengs."

"There are only a few ginseng plants in the field below us. I like the other plants very much."

Then, Brother Liu turned around and looked at the two vast mountains, and said calmly: "But I can clearly feel that there are tens of thousands of green grasses in those mountains that I hate extremely."

Plop.

The white-robed immortal Zhang Weiguo knelt at Brother Liu's feet, his eyes flickering, and he said devoutly, "Brother, I see your shoes are a little dirty, let me clean them for you."