Qingshan reached out and gently stroked the leaves of the little ginseng spirit. The leaves of the thousand-year-old ginseng were thicker than those of ordinary ginseng, and there was a layer of fine hair on them, which felt like velvet. Perhaps because of the spiritual power in the leaf veins, the leaves were actually warm, the same as human body temperature.
Huang You said that the ginseng spirit could successfully build its foundation after sleeping for sixty or seventy years, but this little ginseng has been sleeping for nearly a hundred years. It must be that the spiritual power of heaven and earth has decreased suddenly, and there is not enough spiritual energy to support it to build its foundation.
Qingshan mobilized the spiritual energy in the Ruyi medicine bracelet and passed a stream of pure spiritual power into it along the veins of the small ginseng leaves. Although this amount of spiritual power was not much different from the amount Qingshan usually used to satisfy Hong Deng's craving, it would take at least ten years to condense so much spiritual energy in nature.
The little ginseng absorbed the spiritual power, and its leaves moved without wind, as if cheering. A slender root stretched out from the black soil layer under the leaves, wrapped around the fingers of Qingshan and shook them gently, like a child pulling an adult's hand and begging for candy.
Qingshan was amused. It seemed he hadn't eaten enough. Well, I'll help him to the end, even if it means helping him. He might as well give it enough spiritual power to help the little ginseng emerge from confinement sooner rather than later. Qingshan mobilized his spiritual power, continuously injecting it into the veins of the little ginseng. It took about a cup of tea for the ginseng roots to release Qingshan's fingers and retract into the black soil. The ginseng leaves also stopped swaying, remaining motionless like ordinary ginseng. If it weren't for the increasingly dazzling gold in the veins, flickering light and dark like breathing, Qingshan would have suspected that he was using his spiritual power in the wrong place.
Qingshan waited for a while, but the little ginseng still showed no sign of coming out, so Qingshan had no choice but to go back to the cave entrance to see how Luo Wenyuan and the others were doing.
Andre's claws missed the Chinese girl, but he was kicked in the nose by the tall man behind her. The pain nearly brought tears to his eyes. Andre stood up and swung his bear paws at the Chinese man's ears. The paws whirred and attacked Luo Wenyuan with the force of thunder. If Andre had hit Luo Wenyuan, his head would have been crushed into a persimmon.
Unfortunately, Luo Wenyuan was not a soft persimmon that was easy to deal with. He stood still, and two fire dragons suddenly emerged from his hands, flying towards Andre's bear paw. The fire dragons were extremely fast, and in an instant they wrapped around Andre's bear paw, igniting two fireballs.
Andre let out an earth-shaking roar and quickly rubbed his burning palms on the ground to put out the fire. There was no snow in the cave, only soft black soil. Andre rubbed it for a long time before he put out all the fire. Both bear paws were severely burned, and some places were charred and deformed. Even if the orcs had an incredible recovery ability, it would take several years of recuperation to recover from burns of this degree.
During the fight just now, Andre smelled a familiar smell of blood on Luo Wenyuan, it was the blood of orcs. Leonid and his team had been slow to come to support, and it was most likely that they were sniped by this Chinese Qilin. Maybe they had been wiped out and returned to the arms of the Beast God.
Andre endured the sharp pain in his palm and looked at Luo Wenyuan with fear. Andre was the most outstanding figure among the young generation of the Bear Tribe, and he held great prestige within the tribe. Some even privately discussed that he would be a formidable opponent for His Majesty Alexander in the next great tribal competition. This time, His Majesty Alexander sent him to lead the orcs to China to retrieve the treasure. Everyone thought that he was a strong fighter and agile, and a well-deserved leader. However, only Andre himself disagreed. He always felt that sending him to China was a conspiracy of His Majesty Alexander.
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