Half an hour later, Ling Zikai arrived at the Falling Star Valley.

He didn't choose the secret secret passage to enter, but came to the top of the sinkhole.

Before he could climb to the top of the mountain, there was a noise in the forest ahead.

I saw the big bad wolf running out of the forest with a few subordinates, and his glowing eyes were full of greed and ferocity. It's just that after seeing that the target that appeared was Ling Zikai, he stopped abruptly, and stood there a little fear, not daring to move.

After a few days of not seeing, a few wild wolves have lost a lot of weight, presumably these days have not found prey in the nearby mountains and forests, some hungry and unbearable, after finding a noise in the forest, thinking that prey is coming, they can't wait to run out.

Looking at the skinny appearance of the big bad wolf, Ling Zikai couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect that this big bad wolf could still follow his instructions and guard here in the face of an existential crisis, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sigh.

He knew that if he let the big bad wolf stay here any longer, he would definitely starve to death, so he used his consciousness to issue an order to the big bad wolf, so that he could leave here with his subordinates and no longer have to guard here.

After receiving Ling Zikai's order, the big bad wolf was stunned for a moment, and then let out a howl at Ling Zikai like an amnesty, and turned around with a few subordinates and went into the mountains and forests, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the disappearing wolf shadow, Ling Zikai felt helpless in his heart, if he couldn't build a complete biological chain, even if he forcibly brought those wild animals back to the forest farm, but in the end, he would inevitably have to leave like the big bad wolf.

After reaching the top of the mountain, Ling Zikai did not rush into the valley, but stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the entire valley.

Although he had come to Falling Star Valley twice, the first time he came was at night, and he was eager to find He Ling's whereabouts, so Ling Zikai didn't have time to observe the appearance of Falling Star Valley at all.

And the second time was with the cuckoo directly from the dark passage to the bottom of the valley, and when he left, he didn't stay.

Now, Ling Zikai finally saw the entire face of the valley clearly.

In front of me was a large canyon surrounded by craters without a main peak. The canyon is made up of large and small basin-shaped deep pits. These deep pits are not arranged together, but large pits are surrounded by small pits, and the pits are connected to each other, forming a valley of more than 50 square kilometers.

The tops of these deep pits are circular, and the walls of the pits are inclined down at an angle of more than 40 degrees, looking like funnels from a distance.

The large ones are several thousand meters in diameter, and the small ones are only a few hundred meters. The pits also vary in depth and are overgrown with lush trees.

The reason why Luoxing Valley is considered a dangerous place by the locals is that in addition to the high mountains and forests in the valley, the terrain of each deep pit is very similar, and it is very easy to get lost when traveling from pit to pit.

No matter how far you go, no matter how far you go, you will find that you will eventually return to where you were.

In other words, it is easy to "ghost hit the wall" phenomenon.

This is also what Du Juan is most worried about Ling Zikai entering the Falling Star Valley alone.

However, Ling Zikai said that he would not worry about encountering "ghosts hitting the wall" at all, if he had the consciousness of the ancestral god, he would still get lost in the mountains, and he was too sorry for the inheritance of this ancestral god.

Ling Zikai released the white horse into the mountain forest and let it move freely. Then, along the steep mountain wall, he entered the Valley of the Falling Stars.

Because of the hot springs, a thick white mist rises in the valley, and visibility is low. Ling Zikai released his ancestral consciousness and locked the location where he had discovered the cave ruins of the Gusi tribe, and then quickly passed through the bottom of the pit and came to the cliff.

Knowing that there was no other existence in the cave except for those murals, Ling Zikai had no intention of entering the cave again, and when he came to the cliff, he began to look at the environment of the surrounding mountains and forests.

The biggest purpose of entering the Falling Star Valley this time is to enter the cave with the remains of mysterious creatures to find out. The second is to find a place in the valley to grow the seedlings of those rare plants.

After looking at it for a while, Ling Zikai found a gentle slope with relatively gentle terrain and not very dense vegetation, and planted those rare seedlings such as ancient Chinese fruits, Wangtian trees, green scale ferns, snow lotus, and purple weeds brought out of the Tiger Leaping Stream.

When he returned to the forest farm, he kept one of each of these species and told Lin Xing'an that there was another use. Although Lin Xing'an didn't know what his intentions were, these rare species were all collected by Ling Zikai, and there were four or five of each, and one more plant or one less plant would have no impact on the research, since Ling Zikai had other uses, there was no objection.

After planting the seedlings, Ling Zikai moistened them with the energy of the ancestral gods, but after last night's consumption, there was not much energy left in his body, so there was not a lot of input to these seedlings, and after they returned to their normal growth state, they stopped the input and did not urge them to grow rapidly.

When Ling Zikai finally took out the Dang ginseng, he hesitated for a while, and he didn't know what method to use to cultivate.

In his mind, the cultivation of the party is the top priority. Although the value of these rare plants is high, they are relatively only aimed at the field of scientific research. I am not a biologist, and I will not conduct scientific research, even if the cultivation is successful, it is a bit chicken, and it is far less affordable than this party ginseng. After all, the economic value of ginseng is well known to everyone, and it is oriented to the entire market, and it has great prospects for development.

The cultivation of ginseng is basically based on the method of sowing seeds, which can be seeded directly or transplanted after seedlings are raised.

Prior to this, Ling Zikai had already learned in detail about the planting method from the cuckoo, but the problem was that now he got an old ginseng, and the only way to cultivate it into a new ginseng seedling was to use the ancestral god energy to make it grow branches and grow leaves and resurrect it.

It's just that whether this codonopsis will be reincarnated like those old ginseng last time, Ling Zikai is not a little sure in his heart.

In hesitation, Ling Zikai injected a trace of ancestral energy into Shangdang ginseng. Whether it succeeds or not, you have to try it to know, and even if it fails, there will be no loss from this party ginseng.

With the input of the ancestral god's energy, the already somewhat shriveled ginseng body began to slowly plump up, and at the same time, tiny ginseng whiskers grew. Subsequently, on the ginseng reed, the yellow-white reed skin gradually turned a layer of cyan. In the middle of the place was a small bump that could not be noticed, and it looked as if something was trying to break out from under the reed skin.

Could it be that this is a precursor to the growth of buds?

Seeing this, Ling Zikai's heart moved, and he couldn't help but increase the intensity of energy output.

As I thought in my heart, in the blink of an eye, a tender green bud broke out of the skin on the head of the reed. Slowly growing branches, three small palm leaves were extracted.

Ling Zikai breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, it seems that there is a door, and then it depends on whether the resurrected Shangdang Ginseng can blossom and bear fruit.

After experiencing Erjiazi, Dengtaizi, and four leaves, when experiencing five rounds of compound leaves, the Shangdang ginseng bloomed a purple, small millet, and silky clusters into spike-like flowers, and finally produced a few red seeds the size of a longan, which exuded a dazzling luster in the sun.

Ling Zikai was overjoyed, took out a piece of cloth from his backpack, spread it on the ground, and then put the Shangdang ginseng on the cloth, and began to carefully pick the ginseng seeds.

There are nine ginseng seeds in total, the skin is red, like a chicken kidney, and there is a thin stem, which together looks like a small hammer, and there are two seeds in a small hammer.

Just as Ling Zikai was curiously watching the ginseng seeds, a crisp chirp suddenly came from the top of his head, and then a small figure with a strong wind swept over Ling Zikai's head, and after picking up a red fruit, he quickly rushed into the air.

Ling Zikai was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that a small bird had quickly disappeared through the canopy of a nearby tree.

Ling Zikai was angry and frightened, but he didn't expect that he was accidentally snatched away by a small bird, which is what people often call a mallet bird, which likes ginseng seeds for food.

A total of only nine ginseng seeds were born, but one was taken away by the birds, which made Ling Zikai's heart ache.

In order to prevent the mallet bird from stealing the seeds again, Ling Zikai hurriedly picked off the ginseng seeds and wrapped them in cloth.

Then I looked at the codonopsis, and saw that after a reincarnation, the ginseng body, which was originally only the size of a carrot, had nearly doubled, and the energy contained in the body was even more surging. If it is said that this Dang Shen was originally a thousand years old, then after this reincarnation, it will not reach the age of more than 2,000 years, to say the least, it will be worth tens of millions.

Feeling a faint urge in his body to absorb the energy in the Dang Ginseng, Ling Zikai hurriedly rewrapped the Dang Ginseng and put it in his backpack.

Feeling the little energy left in his body, Ling Zikai knew that he couldn't continue to use energy to give birth to those ginseng seeds for the time being, so he carefully packed them into his backpack.

It seems that the top priority is to find a genius earth treasure that can quickly replenish energy, otherwise, without this ancestral god energy, he can't do anything.

After packing up his things, Ling Zikai came to the foot of the mountain wall overgrown with dense vines.

I don't know how many years these vines have grown, each vine branch is as thick as an arm, like a net, layer on top of each other, more than a meter thick, and it covers the entire mountain wall, and it is definitely impossible to remove them in a short time.

Ling Zikai took out a short knife from his backpack and slashed at a vine. With a thud, the short knife landed behind the vine, and instead of cutting it off, it bounced back.

What kind of vine is this, so hard that even a machete forged from steel can't cut through it?

Looking at the vine that had been cut by the machete, it was only a small cut, less than a centimeter deep. Some purple liquid came out of the incision, giving off an unpleasant stench.

After the stench hit his nose, Ling Zikai only felt that his brain was swollen for a while, and he felt faintly dizzy, and he couldn't help but be startled.