Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 541
I didn't know how long I stood there in a daze before Zhao Yifan came back to his senses and walked out of the cave in a daze. Looking at the bright sky, he felt that his heart was drifting, and he didn't know where he went.

He never expected that he would be trapped in this Kunlun secret realm and could not escape in the end.

Although he didn't try it, Zhao Yifan had already got the answer from the matter of the stargazing real person sitting down.

For a moment, his heart was ashamed, and he couldn't cheer up any more.

Practitioners in the Yin-Yang Realm are still like ants unable to escape in front of the Kunlun Secret Realm.

Zhao Yifan lay disheartened on the hillside, looking at the sky blankly.

Suddenly, without any warning, the bright sky suddenly turned black.

Zhao Yifan's heart moved, and he sat up quickly, listening carefully to the movement around him, hoping that a miracle would happen and let him go out.

But after a long while, there was no abnormality except that the day turned into night.

Zhao Yifan sighed heavily, and lay down listlessly again.

He once heard Master Qingzhu say that in this Kunlun Secret Realm, there is only the difference between night and day, and it is estimated that it will take several months for each cycle of night and day to alternate.

A smell of medicinal herbs came from the air.

Zhao Yifan didn't take it seriously, and lay on the hillside in a daze.

"...My Linglong Heart, why is my Linglong Heart missing?"

A small voice that seemed to be like a child, with a babyish tone in its tone, appeared to be in a state of dismay.

"Someone?"

Zhao Yifan was startled, and gently climbed up the hillside without making a sound. In the darkness, he looked intently at the place where the sound sounded.

It's in the medicine field below.

In the darkness, Zhao Yifan focused his gaze and vaguely saw a "person" who looked like a little dwarf, stamping his feet and beating his chest by the edge of the medicine field. He was the one who made the sound just now.

"My Linglong Heart is about to grow up, and it was stolen by someone who killed a thousand swords... woo woo woo..."

The little dwarf burst into tears, and even Zhao Yifan felt a little guilty when he heard the milky voice, as if he had ruined the child's beloved baby.

"Who is he? Why is he here?"

Immediately, another question came to Zhao Yifan's mind: "Isn't this medicine field left by Daoist Guan Xing, but planted by him?"

The little dwarf cried a few times, then stopped his tears, vaguely, Zhao Yifan saw him reaching out to touch a medicinal herb, and said with a childish sigh, "Oh, you will have to wait for more than 400 years before you can grow up and reconcile with me." I play together..."

"More than 400 years?"

Zhao Yifan's body shook, and he was shocked. Who is this little dwarf?Can live so long?Then what kind of state has his cultivation attained?
You must know that the purpose of practitioners' practice at the beginning is to obtain a longer life, so as to develop various cultivation methods and fight against the sky. Therefore, the more advanced practitioners are, the longer their lifespan will be.

Zhao Yifan noticed keenly and subtly that what the little dwarf said was "wait more". This retweet meant that he had waited so long before?

But in fact, Zhao Yifan sensed carefully, and couldn't feel any aura of aura fluctuations on the little dwarf.

And if he used his spiritual sense to observe the little dwarf, Zhao Yifan was worried that he would break a taboo and make the other party furious. At this time, he could smell the strong smell of medicinal materials again.

"This... this is the smell of ginseng!"

Zhao Yifan suddenly came to his senses, and used the smell to distinguish medicinal materials. His master Li Xiao had asked him to, after so many years, Zhao Yifan could tell the name of any herbal medicine and even the age of the medicine just by smelling it. how long!
"Could it be... ginseng essence?"

This year popped up in Zhao Yifan's mind. Thinking of this, his heart moved, "If it is really a practitioner with a high level of cultivation, then how could he not sense it if I spy on him here?" In an instant, he finally saw the little dwarf clearly with his consciousness.

Its face is as big as an adult's fist, wrinkled into a ball, and the nose, eyes and other organs like facial features can be vaguely seen. It has no clothes on its body, and its whole body is covered with ginseng whiskers. Obviously, this should be its hand, and under its body, there are two thicker ginseng tendrils pierced into the ground.

I don't know if this is its root or its legs.

"Sure enough, it's ginseng essence!"

Zhao Yifan's body trembled slightly. You must know that this time he entered the Kunlun Secret Realm to obtain the elixir for refining the soul and healing Yiyi's injuries. Zhao Yifan had already obtained the three kinds of medicinal materials needed for the soul-reviving herb and the spirit-replenishing flower. These two kinds, but the thousand-year-old ginseng has not been found in this medicine field.

This disappointed Zhao Yifan.

But right now, a ginseng essence was discovered!
After a thousand years, ginseng has the opportunity to give birth to spiritual wisdom, but if you want to become a ginseng essence with an IQ comparable to human beings, it will not only take a thousand years, but at least 3000 years!
For Zhao Yifan's consciousness of secretly observing it, this ginseng essence didn't have the slightest awareness. It was still like a little old man, touching a plant of medicinal herbs, chattering in a childish voice.

This scene is really weird.

Because this ginseng essence looks like a shrunken strange old man, but its voice is as milky as that of a child who has not been weaned.

Zhao Yifan withdrew his consciousness, and with a sway of his body, he appeared next to the ginseng in an instant. The ginseng was shocked, let out a milky scream, and dived underground at a speed that could not cover his ears.

How could Zhao Yifan let it slip away?
As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the two thick ginseng whiskers that looked like arms, preventing it from going into the ground.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The lower part of the ginseng's body is in the soil, and Zhao Yifan grabbed the two thick ginseng whiskers. If it wants to continue to drill down, it can only be a strong man who cuts off his wrist, or a gecko who cuts off his tail. The ginseng must do.

The ginseng essence immediately yelled in fear and anxiety, and Zhao Yifan realized that the facial features evolved by this guy are really interesting, especially the eyes, which can only be described by two grains—because they are about the size of sesame seeds.

"I won't kill you, don't worry."

Zhao Yifan showed a pleasant smile, but obviously, his smile was not convincing, because his hands were still firmly grasping the two thick ginseng whiskers of the ginseng essence.

"really?"

Shen Jing's terrified expression instantly relaxed a lot, and his two sesame-sized eyes were rolling around, as if they were trying to distinguish the truth from Zhao Yifan's words, wrinkled into a ball, which could barely be called "face". ", showing a relaxed expression as if relieved of a heavy burden.

Zhao Yifan was amazed when he saw it.

"Of course it's true."

Zhao Yifan looked at it with a smile, and said, "What's your name?" His tone was like teasing a child.

But Shen Jing liked this very much, and said in a childish voice: "Name? I don't have a name. Do you have a name?" Its face revealed a curious look.

"My name is Zhao Yifan."

Zhao Yifan looked at it with a smile, but he didn't relax in the slightest. The devil knows what's going on in this ginseng's mind. All in all, Zhao Yifan won't let it slip away.

"Oh."

Ginseng Essence responded in a childish voice, with a sad look on his face.

"what happened to you?"

Zhao Yifan couldn't help asking.

"You all have a name, but I don't even have a name."

Shen Jing's answer made Zhao Yifan almost couldn't help laughing out loud. He suppressed his smile and said softly, "Then let me give you a name, shall we?"

"Okay."

A look of surprise and excitement appeared on Shen Jing's face.

"I'll call you... little old man, how about it?"

Seeing the ginseng's wrinkled face, Zhao Yifan blurted out.

"Little old man?"

Shen Jing said happily: "Okay. I like this name."

"Haha... as long as you like it."

Zhao Yifan couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Thank you, you are such a good person."

Shen Jing happily said to Zhao Yifan.

Zhao Yifan noticed the expression on Shen Jing's face, it seemed to be from the heart, and he thanked himself sincerely. At this moment, he felt a slight sense of guilt in his heart. Was he cheating on the children?

But after thinking about it, if it's really about age, I'm an out-and-out child in front of this ginseng!
"Can you let me go?"

Immediately afterwards, Shen Jing made a request to Zhao Yifan.

"Little old man, it's okay for me to let you go, but I'm lonely and boring here alone. I'm worried that if I let you go, you'll go underground and stop chatting with me. What should I do?"

Zhao Yifan rolled his eyes, and made up a nonsense excuse.

"Will not."

Shen Jing immediately said: "I'm bored too, I'm here by myself, I don't have any friends, so I can only say hello to these silent friends."

Silent friends?
Zhao Yifan was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood that the ginseng refers to the elixir next to it.

"You look exactly like grandpa. You must be a good person and won't hurt me, right?"

Shen Jing continued: "When grandpa didn't sleep, he would occasionally chat with me, but he is not as good as you, and he doesn't give me a name."

"Who is grandpa?"

Zhao Yifan froze for a moment: "Where does he sleep?"

"It's in the cave over there."

A ginseng whisker stood up on Shen Jing's body, pointing to the cave where the real stargazer sits, and said in a childlike voice: "He has been sleeping for a long time, from day to night, he never wakes up."

Zhao Yifan thought for a while. After he recognized that it was ginseng essence just now, his first thought was to get some ginseng whiskers from it to refine the elixir for Yiyi's treatment. It is equivalent to the IQ of human children when they are about five or six years old, which makes it difficult for Zhao Yifan to start for a while.

But when Zhao Yifan heard that Shen Jing mentioned the star-gazing real person, a matter that he didn't want to think about was brought up by Shen Jing again.

Even Daoist Guan Xing is unable to leave this Kunlun Secret Realm, so how can he do it himself?

That being the case, why bother to hurt this ginseng essence?
Zhao Yifan sighed, loosened the two ginseng whiskers of Ginseng Jing, and said casually, "Why do you call him Grandpa?"

The two thick ginseng whiskers of the ginseng rubbed against each other. This move was like a human scratching an itch. Zhao Yifan couldn't help but laugh at it. Not only that, but the lower half of his body came out of the soil and said, "He asked me to call him that."

(End of this chapter)