The ginseng doll was cut off by the monster with its stems and leaves, leaving only a lone thick humanoid root. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info its bowl-sized fracture, constantly spitting out vitality, like a dying old man gasping for breath, but there is more breath out and less breath in.

"Could it be that this thousand-year-old ginseng, after knowing that it is difficult to live, wants to exchange his life for the life of his benefactor?"

When Zhu Yan saw the appearance of the ginseng doll, he immediately guessed its intentions. In the mouth of the elder ginseng head of Changbai Mountain, the ginseng that has been cultivated for thousands of years has already had spirituality, and it can turn into a human form, just like a child wearing a red belly pocket, who can walk, jump, laugh, and cry. When I see it today, it is true that it is true, no wonder the thousand-year-old people attending the conference are called ginseng dolls.

It is said that human beings are a race of temperament, but in fact, only human beings are the only ones who value love and righteousness? In today's world of decay and greed, some things that are also called human beings may not be as good as those creatures in nature! Just like the ginseng doll in front of him, before he dies, he can still know how to repay his kindness, how many people can do it in the vast sea of people?

Zhu Yan's thoughts were flying, and there seemed to be a trace of enlightenment floating in his spiritual consciousness, but he was never able to catch it.

Chen Lan and the two senior brothers also came to the side of the divine crow, and they were obviously also shocked by the ginseng doll. Especially the two senior brothers, although they often hear those ginseng leaders talk about the legend of ginseng dolls, they are only regarded as stories made up by people! I don't want to see a ginseng doll today, and it's still so consistent with those legends, how can they not be stunned?

The crow's state was getting worse and worse, and the halo on its body was getting more and more blurry, constantly shaking, and it could be separated from its body at any time.

Zhu Yan knew that if he didn't rescue, it might really be too late. So, he gathered his thoughts and used his remaining right hand to perform the magic technique of silver needle piercing.

After a while, the aura scurrying around on the crow's body quietly quieted down, and it operated on its own according to the original meridians. It's just that the crow has too little spiritual energy left, and it's like a gas-guzzling car, although it is repaired without any problems, but it still has to stop when it runs out of gas.

Zhu Yan's gaze turned to the thick ginseng root on the ground, and saw its halo flickering sharply, just like the ancient plum tree next to the Yongmei Pavilion, which seemed to be transmitting something to himself.

Zhu Yan knew that it was the ginseng doll begging him for help, begging him to use the spirit crystal in this ginseng root to replenish the spiritual energy of the god crow. And the result of this is that its thousand-year-old spirit has been wiped out in an instant.

Zhu Yan gritted his teeth and was ruthless, so he stepped forward and picked up the ginseng root. The moment his fingers touched the ginseng root, he seemed to feel the extremely complex emotions of the ginseng doll, including satisfaction and regret, gratitude and resentment...... At the moment when he was about to end his life, he actually reached a telepathic connection with Zhu Yan, which added endless desolation and pain to him.

Zhu Yan carefully held the ginseng doll in her hand and gently touched it with her cheek, just like touching a real doll. But soon, he was going to send it into the raven's mouth, wouldn't this be killing a young life with his own hands? Even if this life is indeed terminally ill! Thinking like this, he just raised his palm, and hesitantly put it down.

The raven's condition could no longer allow Zhu Yan to hesitate, its originally warm body had gradually become colder, and the breath of life was quietly leaving it. Zhu Yan hurriedly transported the Tai Chi Divine Skill, and let his spiritual energy enter the raven's body little by little, which was like adding another handful of dry wood to the stove that was about to be extinguished, and the life breath on the raven's body gradually flourished again.

Zhu Yan didn't stop the output of spiritual energy, and in order to get the most out of that ginseng doll, he had to awaken the spiritual consciousness of the divine crow. He persisted cautiously like this, and after more than an hour, the crow finally woke up, and Zhu Yan's free dispatch of spiritual energy had been squandered.

It obviously knew who had saved its life, and its eyes were full of gratitude when it looked at Zhu Yan, and the spiritual connection between this person and bird was quietly established. It's just that its vitality is still weak, and the vitality it has just entered can only maintain its consciousness and sobriety. If there is not enough psionic energy to replenish, this is just a remnant of breathing, and it will not escape the fate of death after all.

Zhu Yan also knew this truth, and after he gave all the spiritual energy he could provide to the divine crow, he raised his palm again. His eyes were full of tears, his fingers were constantly shaking, but he was extremely determined to send the ginseng doll into the mouth of the crow.

The Raven seemed to understand what was going on, and with tears streaming down its eyes, it shook its head with difficulty, as if to reject this only chance to live. Zhu Yanzheng didn't know how to tell it that this was the last wish of the ginseng doll, but the crow immediately understood what he meant, and it turned out that the two of them were already able to have a heart-to-heart conversation.

After Zhu Yan's advice for a long time, and the emotions of the ginseng doll were transmitted, the crow finally agreed to accept this special gift. It is the rebirth of the soul of the ginseng doll in the body of the crow, and it will also be the process of merging the two lives into one. From now on, the raven will no longer be the same crow, it will carry on the gratitude and resentment shared by both beings, and it will continue to fulfill their unfulfilled wishes.

When the juice of the ginseng doll was squeezed out of the raven's mouth, Zhu Yan saw that countless heaven and earth vitality were surging towards the raven's meridians with joy, and a wisp of its remnant soul escaped faintly and came towards Zhu Yan. From then on, an old ginseng plant in the deep mountains will be accompanied by deer herds, plants and trees as neighbors, and stand in that magical field.

After the raven absorbed a large amount of the ginseng doll's vitality, its spiritual energy quickly filled up, and its physical condition began to improve. Now that it is able to stand up, the thin roots of the hairs that have fallen off its wings have begun to grow. It's just that there are still deep or shallow scars on its body and feet, which were injured by flying sand and rocks. But with its strong aura, it is estimated that it will not take long for its body to recover as before, and its cultivation may be even better than before.

Zhu Yan and Chen Lan found some gauze and potions, carefully wrapped its wounds one by one, and then asked it to try to walk around. They were going to take it with them for a few days, after all, the raven's injuries were not yet healed, and the feathers on its wings had not grown, so they needed to be taken care of.

Raven stood meekly beside them like an obedient big child. But it is very tall, with wings as wide as two huge fans, and with a sharp and thick beak, it will make people mistake it for an ancient beast.

Looking at its appearance, Zhu Yan immediately remembered the Condor penned by Jin Daxia, I don't know what kind of realm that Condor is, can it compete with this raven? If it is only compared in terms of size, this raven is not weak at all, and may slightly exceed it. The Condor of the year, carrying the Condor hero Yang Guo, galloped the rivers and lakes, eliminated evil and promoted good, what a hero. Today's crows, I wonder if they can also carry themselves and become an earth-shattering cause?