Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

But he was directly rejected, which made Zhang Hao's face change slightly.

However, he was very shrewd, and he suppressed his dissatisfaction in his heart, and still said with a smile:
"In that case, we will part ways for the time being and look forward to meeting again."

As soon as Zhang Hao finished speaking, an ordinary-looking boy standing next to him complained in a low voice:

"Humph! My brother Hao kindly invited you, but you are so rude! People like you will be devoured by monsters sooner or later."

When Yang Ling heard this, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He flashed and flew directly towards the depths of the east.

Looking at Yang Ling's gradually receding back, the people around Zhang Hao began to express their dissatisfaction.

"Who is this person! How dare you reject you! Brother Hao, he is simply tired of living!"

"Brother Hao, we have to find an opportunity to teach him a lesson and let him know who is the boss."

"Yes, Yangzi is right. Brother Hao, we can't let that guy go easily."

"That guy is just relying on his own strength to be so arrogant. We have to let him see how powerful we are."

"That's right, Brother Hao. We are so many in number, are we still afraid of him alone?"

Listening to everyone's chatter, Zhang Hao's face became increasingly gloomy.

He suppressed his anger and shouted sternly: "Shut up! Whoever dares to cause trouble and disobey orders, get out of here now!"

Zhang Hao's threat was very effective and everyone fell silent immediately.

"Let's go! Since Yang Ling dared to come here alone, his strength must not be underestimated. Let's not act rashly."

After saying that, Zhang Hao led everyone away in another direction.

At the same time, Yang Ling had arrived at a huge valley.

He stood on the branches of an ancient tree that reached high into the sky and looked around.

The valley was full of greenery and vitality.

Clear streams meander through the valley, and in the distance are rolling mountains towering into the clouds.

"The spiritual energy here is so rich! Shennongjia is indeed worthy of its reputation, it is really the treasure land where Shennong was reborn."

Yang Ling felt the abundant spiritual energy around him and couldn't help but sigh.

The spiritual energy here is a hundred times richer than those secret places he had visited before.

No wonder the monsters here are so ferocious and powerful.

If you practice here, your speed will be incredibly fast.

However, Yang Ling also knew that there were many monsters here, and it would be difficult to find spiritual medicine.

He sighed and shook his head.

Then he jumped lightly from the branch of the ancient tree and began to search in the valley.

This valley is vast, with a radius of dozens of miles.

There are countless monsters among them, and most of them are above level three in strength.

Even Yang Ling did not dare to be careless when he arrived here, and had to conduct the exploration carefully.

After all, the stronger the monsters are, the more resources they occupy.

Therefore, Yang Ling must race against time.

In this world, there is no such thing as fair competition.

Only the strong will prey on the weak and only the fittest will survive.

Yang Ling carefully explored.

Suddenly, he stopped on the branch of a thick ancient tree.

Because he smelled a strong aroma of medicine.

"What a strong medicinal aroma!" Yang Ling said in surprise.

“I didn’t expect there was such a treasure hidden nearby.”

"It seems that I am really lucky." He muttered to himself.

After saying this, Yang Ling showed a smile.
Then he rushed towards the direction where the medicinal fragrance came from.

A moment later, Yang Ling arrived at the place where the medicinal fragrance came from.

He looked up and saw dense forests in front of him, with magical flowers blooming, just like a fairyland.

There is also a gurgling stream, as if the Milky Way in the sky has fallen into the earth.

The river water sparkled with fluorescent light and spiritual energy rose.

The scenery here is so beautiful.
Yang Ling couldn't help but marvel at it.

"Now that I have found you, everything here is mine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ling jumped up.

When he got closer, he discovered that there was a precious thousand-year-old ginseng growing there.

However, just when Yang Ling was about to pick it, the thousand-year-old ginseng ran away.

Looking at the escaping thousand-year-old ginseng, Yang Ling was stunned for a moment.

After he reacted, he hurriedly took out the rope to subdue the demon.

But what surprised him was that the demon-subduing rope was unable to restrain the other party.

This made Yang Ling secretly marvel that this thousand-year-old ginseng was indeed extraordinary.

You know, this demon-suppressing rope is a magical tool made of special materials.
Generally, a first or second level demon can be tied up in an instant.

It is really rare that today one cannot even restrain a mere thousand-year-old ginseng.

"Humph, since you are so cunning, don't blame me for being rude."

Yang Ling snorted coldly and took out the Demon Locking Chain.

This is a magic weapon specifically used to restrain monsters.

Although it is extremely powerful, it consumes a lot of energy to use.

Generally speaking, Yang Ling doesn't like to use this demon-locking chain.

Because every time he uses it, he will consume nearly 70% of his true energy.

Moreover, it can only lock monsters and cannot cause any harm to them.

Although this demon-locking chain is a bit useless, it is very suitable for use now.

A thousand-year-old ginseng that can run must have become a spirit.

Ginseng that has become a spirit is a rare genius in making medicine.

Moreover, it is more difficult for plants to achieve success than for animals.

Now that he has met him, how can Yang Ling miss it?

You know, for each spiritual plant to develop spiritual intelligence, the required spiritual energy and time are very long.

It would take at least a few thousand years to grow, maybe even longer.

The ginseng spirit in front of him was obviously formed not long ago.

As long as I can tame it, I will have a source of elixirs in the future.

Because the fairies who have cultivated spiritual plants know how to combine spiritual herbs and medicines better than Qi cultivators.

This way, a lot of spiritual herbs and medicines can be saved when refining pills.

Thinking of this, Yang Ling began to speed up the search for the escaped Millennium Ginseng Spirit.

Soon, he discovered the thousand-year-old ginseng spirit hiding in an ancient tree.

"Om~"

Along with a low hum, a faint white light appeared on the demon-locking chain.

Afterwards, under Yang Ling's control, the Demon-Locking Chain flew towards the hidden Millennium Ginseng.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

After a while, the thousand-year-old ginseng spirit that was originally planning to escape again was firmly locked by the demon-locking chain.

After locking the thousand-year-old ginseng spirit with the demon-locking chain, Yang Ling immediately stepped forward and captured it.

Looking at the locked up thousand-year-old ginseng spirit, Yang Ling couldn't help but laugh:

"You're quite a runner, kid."

As soon as the words fell, the ginseng spirit actually spoke:

"Don't eat me, I'm not tasty."

A childish voice trembled into Yang Ling's ears.

Hearing the voice, Yang Ling looked at the ginseng spirit in his hand with some surprise.

Unexpectedly, this ginseng spirit actually cultivated intelligence. At the moment when Yang Ling lost consciousness, the ginseng spirit actually began to struggle.
Trying to break free from Yang Ling's hands.

"Ok?"

Seeing this scene, Yang Ling frowned slightly.

"Haha, you want to break free? Dream on."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ling suddenly exerted force with both arms.

In an instant, the thousand-year-old ginseng spirit was pinned down by Yang Ling and could not move.

Finally, knowing that he could not escape, the Millennium Ginseng Spirit could only resign himself to his fate and said:

"You can eat me if you want, but can you eat me all at once? Don't eat me in pieces."

At this time, the ginseng spirit spoke with a crying and aggrieved tone.

Faced with such a pitiful ginseng spirit, Yang Ling was at a loss whether to laugh or cry for a moment.

To be honest, he had no intention of devouring the ginseng essence.

Although, if he chose to devour the ginseng essence, he might be able to form a pill in one fell swoop.

But for Yang Ling, cultivating spiritual intelligence means having a soul.

He couldn't do something like devouring intelligent life.

However, facing this pitiful ginseng spirit, Yang Ling suddenly felt playful.

"Eh? You want me to eat you whole?"

"Of course, otherwise I...I will explode my soul core."

The ginseng spirit threatened Yang Ling weakly with a trembling voice.

Looking at the ginseng spirit with a determined face, Yang Ling found it very funny.

This ginseng essence is really interesting.

After thinking for a long time, he slowly spoke:
"Okay, I promise, but I don't want to eat you now."

Hearing this, the ginseng spirit seemed relieved:

"You won't eat me, really?"

"Yes, I don't plan to eat you, but..."

Having said this, Yang Ling paused deliberately.

Faced with Yang Ling's sudden pause, the ginseng spirit's heart was once again in suspense:

"But what? Are you going to go back on your word?"

"Oh, you can actually use idioms."

"Of course I can. I'm very good at it."

When the ginseng spirit was praised by Yang Ling, he forgot his fear and spoke with a proud look.

"Pfft!"

Hearing the ginseng spirit's words, Yang Ling almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

It seems that this ginseng spirit is indeed a child who has not grown up and is completely unworthy of praise.

But he didn't dare to reveal his thoughts.

Otherwise, the little guy would probably get angry again.

Therefore, Yang Ling quickly pretended to be serious and said:

"I can choose not to eat you, but you can't run around. And you have to sign a contract with me."

Hearing this, the ginseng spirit was silent for a while.

After a long time, the ginseng spirit slowly opened its mouth.

"Will you keep your promise?" it asked.

"Of course. Once I, Yang Ling, say something, I can't take it back." Yang Ling answered firmly.

"Okay then, I'll trust you for once." The ginseng spirit compromised somewhat helplessly. It knew that it had no way of escaping Yang Ling's control at the moment.

Rather than being eaten, it is better to accept and sign the contract.

So, the ginseng spirit, having figured it out, said no more and directly agreed to Yang Ling's request.

Seeing the ginseng spirit nod in agreement, Yang Ling was overjoyed.

In order to avoid complications, he quickly separated a strand of soul thread. Under his control, this strand of thread easily invaded the body of the ginseng spirit. After some exploration, it finally successfully entangled the ginseng spirit's demon core.

After completing all this, Yang Ling sent the ginseng essence into the mustard seed space without hesitation.

After dealing with these, Yang Ling continued on his journey.

After walking for about half a day, Yang Ling, feeling a little tired, decided to take a rest.

At this moment, an ancient giant tree attracted his attention. He quickened his pace, walked to the giant tree, and looked at it carefully.

This ancient tree is lush and leafy, towering into the clouds, and its trunk is gray-brown, appearing extremely tough.

The branches are thick and strong, and the bark is rough and thick, giving people a feeling of indestructibility.

What is even more rare is that this ancient tree is covered with golden fruits. Each one is as big as a baby's fist, emitting a faint fluorescence, and is crystal clear, just like glass beads.

"Could these fruits be the legendary golden ingot fruit?" A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Ling's eyes.

The Golden Ingot Fruit is one of the important materials for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill. For cultivators in the mortal realm, it is a rare elixir that is hard to come by.

What's more, the production of golden ingot fruit is extremely rare and almost extinct, and each one is priceless.

Looking at the tree full of golden ingot fruits, Yang Ling's eyes lit up and he quickly approached the trunk.

However, just as he was about to touch the trunk, a black branch suddenly shot out from the tree and pierced him like a spear.

"Hmph! You think you can hurt me with such a small trick?" Yang Ling snorted coldly, waved his hand, and swung a short blade forward.

The two forces collided with each other in an instant, making a deafening noise.

However, Yang Ling was as steady as a rock, not moving an inch. And the branch was cut off by his sword.

Just then, a huge spider jumped out from the tree canopy.

"Spider spirit!" Yang Ling exclaimed.

Obviously, the spider spirit had been watching him for a long time, waiting for this moment to launch a sneak attack.

However, it obviously underestimated Yang Ling's strength.

Yang Ling flashed and easily avoided the spider spirit's attack.

Then he raised his leg and kicked hard, hitting the spider demon's waist and abdomen.

With a loud bang, Yang Ling kicked the spider spirit hard on the waist and abdomen.

The spider demon let out a scream and fell straight to the ground.

After struggling for a while, he completely stopped moving.

Yang Ling walked up to the spider spirit's body and examined it.

"Hmph, died just like that? So weak." He shook his head speechlessly. He didn't expect that the spider spirit was so vulnerable.

After throwing the spider spirit's body into the mustard seed space, he once again turned his gaze to the giant tree.

At this time, the voice of the ginseng spirit came from the mustard seed space: "Hey, are you at Grandpa Yuanbao's place?"

"Don't call me Hey, either call me Master or Brother Yang." Yang Ling corrected dissatisfiedly.

Then, he frowned and asked, "The Grandpa Yuanbao you just mentioned, is it this ancient golden ingot tree?"

"Yes, Grandpa Yuanbao is the ancient Golden Yuanbao tree." The ginseng spirit replied, and then pleaded: "Brother Yang, can you please not hurt Grandpa Yuanbao?"

Hearing this, Yang Ling released the ginseng spirit.

"I won't hurt your Grandpa Yuanbao, but I want the golden ingot fruit. Go pick some for me."

After saying that, he threw the ginseng essence onto the branches of the ancient golden ingot tree.

He then went to the side to meditate and cultivate himself.

The ginseng spirit did not disappoint Yang Ling's expectations and jumped on the branches of the ancient golden ingot tree.

In a short while, it disappeared without a trace.

But Yang Ling was not worried that the ginseng spirit would escape because they had signed a soul contract.

Even if the ginseng spirit escapes to the ends of the earth, he can find it.

Just as Yang Ling was meditating and recuperating, the originally calm ancient gold ingot tree suddenly shook.

Immediately afterwards, countless golden lights emanated from the ancient tree, and golden fruits fell to the ground one after another.

Looking at the fruit in front of him, Yang Ling's eyes showed joy. (End of this chapter)