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

He knew that this was the essence of the ancient Jinyuanbao tree accumulated over hundreds of years.

He quickly picked up a golden ingot fruit and placed it in his palm, looking at it carefully.

After eating the golden ingot fruit, he immediately felt refreshed.

After dropping more than twenty golden ingot fruits, the ginseng spirit reappeared in front of Yang Ling.

"Brother Yang, the fruit is given to you. Can you help Grandpa Yuanbao cure his illness?" the ginseng spirit pleaded.

Hearing this, Yang Ling was a little surprised.

"Cure? Help a tree heal?" He felt a little embarrassed.

But looking at the golden ingot fruit in the storage ring, he decided to give it a try.

However, he said something ugly first: "Little Ginseng, if I can't cure it, don't blame me. I'm not a miracle doctor."

Hearing Yang Ling's words, the ginseng spirit quickly nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Yang Ling no longer hesitated.

He stretched out his hands and pressed them on the trunk of the golden ingot tree, with his eyes closed.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the golden ingot fruit tree in front of him in surprise.

He didn't expect that there were so many insect eggs hidden in this fruit tree.

If it weren't for the strong vitality of the golden ingot fruit tree, it would have been sucked dry by these insect eggs long ago.

Although the golden ingot tree has not died completely yet, it will be doomed sooner or later if the insect eggs are not removed as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Yang Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This pest control is a big project!

These insect eggs were hidden inside the ancient Golden Ingot Tree. He could not remove them violently, so he could only use his true Qi to wrap them one by one and kill them.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong? Can it be cured?"

Seeing Yang Ling open his eyes, the ginseng spirit asked anxiously.

"It can be cured, but I need time to prepare." Yang Ling replied.

Hearing Yang Ling's words, the ginseng spirit whispered, "Thank you, Brother Yang."

After saying that, it ran out quickly, apparently to inform the Yuanbao ancient tree.

Looking at the ginseng spirit's back, Yang Ling shook his head secretly.

These twenty or so golden ingot fruits are really hard to get!

However, since you have benefited from others, you should help them to avoid disasters.

Only by repaying what is owed can we avoid accumulating too many karmic debts.

Thinking of this, Yang Ling took a deep breath, his eyes filled with determination.

Two days later, he stood in mid-air, overlooking the golden ingot tree below, his face full of solemnity.

"Break!" He shouted, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot and flew towards the golden ingot tree.

At the same time, he clasped his hands together and a vast amount of true energy surged out from his dantian.

Under his manipulation, the true energy turned into countless tiny needles.

After doing all this, he slowly landed on the ground.

At this time, Yang Ling's face turned slightly pale.

He spent too much energy to save the golden ingot tree.

But he looked relaxed. After all, there is a world of difference between saving people and saving plants.

To save a person, he might have to pay a huge price; but to save a plant, it only takes a little effort.

After recovering, Yang Ling circulated his true energy again.

He injected a new wave of true energy into the body of the Jinyuan Fruit Ancient Tree.

After transmitting the Qi needles seven or eight times in succession, his face had turned pale and he half-knelt on the ground.

But at this moment, a trace of black liquid slowly slid down the bark of the ancient Jinyuan Fruit tree...

The black liquid gave off a fishy and disgusting smell, and when it dripped onto the ground, it directly caused the surrounding grass to wither.

After seeing this scene, Yang Ling was delighted.

Because he knew that these black liquids were the insect eggs in the body of the ancient Golden Ingot Fruit tree.

Finally, after three hours, the black liquid on the ancient gold ingot tree stopped flowing.

Yang Ling collapsed to the ground due to exhaustion, his face as pale as paper.

"Brother Yang, thank you, thank you. Grandpa Yuanguo is finally saved." The ginseng spirit happily jumped into Yang Ling's arms, chirping.

"Okay, stop making trouble." Yang Ling said with a smile, his heart full of relief.

After saying this, Yang Ling waved his hand gently.

"If we don't find the source of the eggs in Grandpa Yuan Guo's body, I'm afraid it will recur again in the future."

Hearing Yang Ling's words, the ginseng spirit looked at him in surprise.

Then, it asked anxiously: "Brother Yang, can Grandpa Yuan Guo go with me?"

Yang Ling was a little surprised to hear this.

Then, he smiled and said, "I don't object. It depends on what your grandfather Yuan Guo thinks."

Yang Ling really didn't mind, and could even be said to be very happy and welcome.

Hearing this, the simple ginseng spirit immediately ran to the ancient Jinyuan Fruit tree and began to persuade.

Looking at the ginseng spirit who was persuading the ancient Jinyuan Fruit tree, Yang Ling couldn't help but smile.

While Yang Ling was wandering around and feeling bored, the ginseng spirit came back.

It said to Yang Ling happily: "Brother Yang, Grandpa Yuan Guo said he is willing."

After saying that, the ginseng spirit looked at Yang Ling hesitantly and asked anxiously, "But Brother Yang, can Grandpa Yuan Guo not sign the contract?"

As it spoke, it grabbed Yang Ling's arm, its eyes full of pleading.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ling fell into deep thought.

After a while, just when the ginseng spirit thought Yang Ling was going to refuse, Yang Ling spoke.

"Yes, and I can also cancel the soul contract between you and me."

Hearing this, the ginseng spirit looked at Yang Ling in shock.

For a moment, it was at a loss.

It didn't expect that Zhao Xiao would actually propose to terminate the contract.

They just signed the contract not long ago.

Then, the ginseng spirit started crying and said, "Brother Yang, do you dislike me and don't want me anymore?"

Yang Ling looked at the ginseng spirit crying heartbrokenly, his face full of black lines.

When did he say he didn't want it?

Why is its idea so strange?

However, seeing the ginseng spirit crying so sadly, Yang Ling could only patiently explain: "Little ginseng, calm down first, I didn't say I would abandon you."

After hearing Yang Ling's explanation, the ginseng spirit stopped crying.

It wiped the tears from the corners of its eyes embarrassedly and stood there timidly.

It quietly waited for Yang Ling to continue. Looking at this cute and obedient ginseng spirit who looked like a punching bag, Yang Ling sighed and said, "I signed the contract with you in the beginning because you wanted to run away, and now I cancel it because you don't want to run away anymore. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, the ginseng spirit nodded slightly, seemingly understanding, and asked, "Brother Yang, can I follow you with Grandpa Yuan Guo?"

Yang Ling nodded: "Sure, as long as you are willing, I welcome it very much."

Hearing this, the ginseng spirit immediately burst into laughter, then threw himself into Yang Ling's arms and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, you are so nice."

Yang Ling looked at the ginseng spirit and found it funny, then he directly terminated the soul contract between the two.

At this moment, the ancient Jinyuan Fruit tree slowly shrank and finally turned into an old man leaning on a tree branch cane.

He walked slowly to Yang Ling's side and bowed to him: "I am Jin Yuan Guo, honored to meet Master Yang."

Hearing this, Yang Ling smiled and said, "I'm not really a real person yet."

After saying that, Yang Ling took the Golden Yuan Fruit and the Ginseng Essence and entered the Mustard Seed Space.

Looking at Yang Ling's mustard seed space, Jin Yuan Guo said with emotion: "One flower, one world; a mustard seed contains Mount Sumeru; the real person has great means."

Hearing this, Yang Ling waved his hand: "I can't create this mustard seed space."

Afterwards, Yang Ling directly called over the weapon spirit: "This mustard seed space is his, and he is Yu Jue, my weapon spirit."

Upon seeing this, Jin Yuanguo bowed to the Yujue spirit and said, "Greetings, Fairy Yujue."

Hearing this title, Yu Jue said a little embarrassedly: "Grandpa, I don't dare to accept it. I am just a small spirit."

After saying that, the Jade Jue Spirit looked at the ginseng spirit beside Jin Yuan Guo and asked curiously, "By the way, little ginseng, can't you transform yet?"

Hearing this, the ginseng spirit whispered, "I can, but I don't like it. It feels weird."

When the Jade Spirit heard this, it smiled and said, "But I want to see it, can you just let me see it?"

Looking at the expectant Yujue spirit, the ginseng spirit hesitated for a while before saying, "Sister Yujue, you are so pretty, please don't laugh at me later."

Upon hearing this, the Jade Jue Spirit nodded repeatedly and assured the Ginseng Spirit: "Don't worry, I will never laugh at you. Just let me see!"

Seeing the Jade Jue Spirit's assurance, the Ginseng Spirit nodded and said, "Then I will show you how to do it right away!"

Afterwards, the ginseng spirit transformed into the appearance of a child.

Looking at the ginseng spirit that suddenly changed its appearance, Yu Jue was stunned for a moment before exclaiming, "Wow, little ginseng, you are so cute. I like you so much."

After saying that, she directly hugged the ginseng spirit into her arms, pinching the ginseng spirit's cheek from time to time.

The startled ginseng spirit immediately yelled, "Hey, hey, hey, sister Yujue, stop pinching my face, it hurts. Let me go! I can't breathe."

The ginseng spirit's tender plea for mercy and Yu Jue's crisp and sweet laughter echoed in the mustard seed space.

Seeing this, Yang Ling shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Then, seeing that they were getting along so well, he simply turned away and stopped paying attention.

After a long time, Yujue and the ginseng spirit stopped playing.

Then, Yu Jue looked at Yang Ling and asked, "Master, will the little ginseng follow us from now on?"

Hearing the question from the Jade Spirit, Yang Ling smiled and said, "Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, go ask Little Ginseng yourself!"

After saying that, he turned and looked at Jin Yuanguo: "Old Jin, please find a place to place your body first!"

Hearing this, Jin Yuanguo smiled and nodded: "Okay, Master Yang."

Jin Yuan Guo then looked around the mustard seed space.

After some searching, he suddenly saw the Enlightenment Platform.

Feeling the aura of the Tao on the enlightenment platform, his eyes were filled with surprise and joy.

Then, he pointed to the empty space next to the enlightenment platform and asked in a low voice: "Master Yang, can I live next to that stone platform?"

Yang Ling looked in the direction that Jin Yuan Guo pointed.

Looking at the enlightenment platform, Yang Ling couldn't help but smile and said, "Mr. Jin has a good eye. Since you like it there, go ahead!"

Jin Yuanguo nodded, and then walked directly towards the open space next to the enlightenment platform.

When he arrived at the open space, Jin Yuanguo sat down cross-legged.

Then he closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.

After a while, the Jinyuan Fruit turned into the appearance of the Jinyuan Fruit ancient tree again.

Then, he directly took root in the open space next to the enlightenment platform.

Looking at the Jinyuan Fruit that had taken root, Yang Ling's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light.

Then he took out a pot of wine from the storage space and drank it slowly.

On the other side, Jin Yuanguo was fully devoted to cultivation.

However, not long after he began practicing, the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth swarmed in and poured madly into his body.

Feeling the spiritual power filling his body, Jin Yuan Guo shook his branches and leaves excitedly.

Immediately afterwards, Jin Yuan Guo did not hesitate at all and accelerated the absorption of the spiritual power that was pouring in.

When Yang Ling outside discovered the situation of the Jinyuan Fruit, he was not angry at all.

Instead, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After confirming that the ancient Golden Yuan Fruit Tree had taken root, Yang Ling looked at the ginseng spirit beside him and asked, "By the way, little ginseng, what's your name?"

Hearing Yang Ling's question, the ginseng spirit looked up at him and said seriously: "Brother Yang, everyone calls me the ginseng doll."

"Ginseng doll? It's quite interesting. But the name is a bit strange!"

Afterwards, Yang Ling pondered for a while and suggested: "How about I give you a name? How about it?"

Hearing this, the ginseng spirit looked at Yang Ling in surprise and said happily: "Brother Yang, are you really going to give me a name?"

"Well, I can help you pick a new name if you want."

Hearing Yang Ling's words, the ginseng spirit instantly became delighted: "Brother Yang, then tell me quickly, what name do you want to give me?"

As he spoke, the ginseng spirit grabbed Yang Ling's sleeve tightly.

Seeing this, Yang Ling stretched out his right hand, gently rubbed its little head, and said gently: "Don't be anxious, naming requires thinking. The more anxious you are, the harder it will be to come up with a good name."

"Oh, then Brother Yang, take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

Hearing the words of the ginseng spirit, Yang Ling shook his head slightly: "Okay, go play with your sister Yujue first, I'll come and tell you when I'm ready."

After saying that, Yang Ling sat aside and closed his eyes to rest.

When Yang Ling opened his eyes again, it was already getting dark.

At this time, Yujue and the ginseng spirit were still playing.

Yang Ling stood up and walked to the enlightenment platform.

He looked at the huge stone tablet and said thoughtfully: "What should I call it? Renxin? Homophonic? No, it's not creative."

"Shenglu? No, it's still a little weird."

After thinking of many names, Yang Ling still couldn't come up with a satisfactory name.

Just as he was thinking hard, the Jin Yuan Fruit that had been cultivated appeared in front of him.

The real body of the Jinyuan Fruit is still next to the Enlightenment Platform.

The image of the old man is the incarnation of the branch of the ancient Jinyuan Fruit tree.

Looking at the Golden Yuan Fruit that appeared beside him, Yang Ling smiled and said, "Master Jin, have you finished your cultivation?"

Jin Yuanguo smiled and confirmed Yang Ling's question, then he was surprised to find that Yang Ling seemed to be a little worried. This aroused Jin Yuanguo's curiosity, and he couldn't help but look at Yang Ling carefully.

"Master Yang, I have completed my training. I saw that you looked troubled just now. Did you encounter any difficult problems?" Jin Yuanguo asked with concern. (End of this chapter)