Chapter 337: Teaching the Ginseng Spirit a Lesson
"Fifth Brother, I'm fine. Can you help me find a pot? I want to use ginseng essence to make soup."
Seeing that Zhong Ling'er could speak, Qi Haoran finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then he hated the ginseng spirit that caused the trouble. He rummaged through his storage ring for a while, and surprisingly, he found a pot as big as a washbasin.
Zhong Ling'er struggled to sit up and smiled at Patriarch Bai and Patriarch Yuan in the distance.
"It's a pity that you didn't kill me. You missed your only chance to win. Now you can only watch us eat the ginseng spirit from outside the formation."
Old Patriarch Bai looked aggrieved, blaming himself for being a little slow. It was really just a little slow. He could clearly feel the ginseng whiskers pricking his hands.
Patriarch Yuan also looked unhappy. Indeed, they had no way to deal with these two youngsters. They could be safe in the formation, but the two of them did not want to be trapped in the formation again.
"Zhong Ling'er, although we can't go in, you can't come out either. Why don't we discuss a way to resolve this matter? Our request is very simple. As long as you hand over the ginseng essence to us, you can propose any conditions."
Zhong Linger glanced at Qi Haoran and said, "Fifth Senior Brother, tell me what you want to do. I will listen to you."
Qi Haoran looked at the hatred in the two of them's eyes without any concealment.
"I just want them all to die!"
Zhong Ling'er took Fifth Senior Brother's hand and patted it, then looked at the two people outside the formation and said, "You heard it, my Fifth Senior Brother said that he wants your lives, so you just watch me stew the ginseng essence."
Zhong Linger took out the ginseng spirit tied with the magic binding rope from her sea of consciousness, and then flipped her hand to get a small chopping board, pressed the ginseng spirit on the chopping board, raised the Cang Yu Sword and gestured twice, saying: "For ginseng soup, is it better to cut it into slices or chunks?"
"Wow, Zhong Ling'er, you wouldn't be so cruel as to really eat me!"
The ginseng spirit's cry was so miserable that it hurt people's eardrums.
Zhong Ling'er wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, grinned grimly, raised her sword, and cut off one of the ginseng spirit's roots.
The ginseng spirit screamed, and after a long time, it trembled and uttered, "Zhong Ling'er, I won't dare to do it again. I won't dare to do it again. Please let me go."
Zhong Ling'er raised the sword again and slashed it down again, and another root of the ginseng spirit was cut off.
"Wow, Zhong Ling'er, if you want to kill me, just give me a quick death and stop torturing me."
The ginseng spirit felt that he would not be able to survive. Zhong Ling'er always loved to laugh and was rarely serious, but she didn't laugh just now. What did this mean? It meant that she was very angry. Looking at the pot again, he could only live to 98,765 years.
Zhong Ling'er picked up two ginseng roots and chewed them. Although they were bitter and astringent and not very tasty, they were full of spiritual energy. The medicinal liquid flowed into her lungs like a stream of clear spring water, instantly eliminating the pain in her burning meridians and making her feel much more comfortable.
It’s worthy of being called the thousand-year-old ginseng essence, the medicinal effect is really good!
Zhong Ling'er threw the pot back to Qi Haoran with disgust.
"Fifth Brother, your pot is no good. It can't bear the heat of stewing ginseng essence. Please help me think of a solution later. I still want my super big pot."
Qi Haoran looked at the ginseng spirit and sneered, "What about it? Are you going to let it go so easily?"
"How can that be possible? Since it doesn't want to be my friend, then it can only be my enemy. I have always been vindictive towards my enemies and will kill them all."
"Zhong Ling'er, I still want to be friends with you. No, I don't ask to be your friend anymore. I want to be your little brother and I will listen to you from now on."
Zhong Ling'er said reluctantly: "It's not that I can't give you a chance. You just said you wanted to use a magic medicine to exchange for your life. What magic medicine do you have?"
The ginseng spirit suddenly froze for a moment, then asked cautiously: "What kind of magic medicine do you need? Tell me, I'll look for it."
Zhong Ling'er suddenly laughed, took out her mace and pointed it at the ginseng spirit twice, "It seems that you have hidden a lot of magic medicines. How about this, let's play a game. If I can hit you, you can give me a magic medicine as a reward?"
The ginseng spirit was immediately numb. You hit me and want me to reward you. Don’t you see that this mace is a divine weapon? A divine weapon that can send him to heaven in one go.
"Zhong Ling'er, I've already allowed you to make any request you want, why can't you just give me a chance?"
Zhong Ling'er said coldly: "If you are unfaithful once, you will never be used again. You don't have the capital to negotiate with me."
The black wolf showed up and said, "You are just too smart. In the end, your cleverness backfired. Just do whatever Zhong Ling'er asks you to do."
Patriarch Bai's voice came, "Ginseng Spirit, if you are willing to follow me, I will find a way to rescue you, what do you think?"
The ginseng spirit's voice was full of disdain. "Come on, do you dare to come into Zhong Ling'er's formation? If you dared to come in, you would have robbed it long ago. You still want to negotiate terms with me? You are just trying to alienate our relationship. I won't be fooled by you."
"Zhong Ling'er, although I betrayed you once, I just wanted to leave and never intended to harm you. My heart is still with you. Let's unite as one and don't fall for their tricks."
Zhong Ling'er curled the corners of her mouth. After all, she was an old ginseng who had lived for tens of thousands of years. She was quite good at coaxing people.
Zhong Ling'er put away her anger and said straight to the point: "I need Phoenix Soul Grass, please give me two."
"I…"
"You wanna say no?"
Seeing Zhong Ling'er's eyes narrowed dangerously again, the ginseng spirit immediately shook his body, "I want to say that if you let me go, I will give it to you right away."
Zhong Ling'er generously took back the demon-binding rope. The ginseng spirit moved its roots, and under Zhong Ling'er's scorching gaze, it suddenly transformed into two beautiful grasses that looked like phoenix tails.
The atmosphere in the space changed immediately, and the spiritual energy became much purer. The magic medicine was indeed different from others.
Zhong Ling'er smiled and asked Qi Haoran to take out the painting. Then, the two of them flashed into the painting amid the exclamations of old Patriarch Bai and old Patriarch Yuan.
Fairy Feng Ling had just regained consciousness, but her condition was already very bad and her breath was very weak.
Zhong Ling'er took out a Phoenix Soul Grass and asked her to eat it. Fairy Feng Ling was shocked but shook her head, "It's useless. My body is no longer useful. Don't waste this magical medicine. Give it to Ranran."
Zhong Ling'er saw the intent of death in her eyes. Without the drug that made her crazy, her body was rapidly deteriorating.
Zhong Ling'er tried to feel her pulse, but found that her hands had turned into claws, bird's claws.
"Of course, I'm sorry. I didn't expect to hurt you. I hope you won't blame me."
Fairy Feng Ling looked at Qi Haoran with eyes full of love and fear. She remembered that she had scratched several holes in her son's body.
"Mom!" Qi Haoran cried and tried to hug her, but she dodged him.
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