Chapter 3

After a month of basking in the sun and the moon, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, after a month, Qing Jiu's speed became significantly faster, whether it was running on the ground or shuttling through the dirt, the speed was not comparable to before.

A month later, Qing Jiu began to grow ginseng.

As a ginseng doll, she can use her own roots to grow ginseng, and when she absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, she can also ask the essence of the sun and the moon to be attracted to the newly planted ginseng, which can make the little ginseng grow faster.

To take a shortcut, the planting sites need to be concentrated in one place.

In this way, the risk is also greater.

Planted together, if something happens, it's an accident together.

Many risks can also be reduced if the planting sites are dispersed.

Just when Qing Jiu was hesitating, the little angel said: [Plant it in one place first, absorb a little more sun and moon essence, you cry again, sprinkle your ginseng essence on the little ginseng, and let them grow up quickly. And then transplant again! 】

It sounds like a hassle, but it's a good idea.

In addition to wild beasts, there are also rats and ants in this deep mountain, and they can be stared at when they are planted together.

[Anchor-Qingjiu: It is not easy for plants and trees to grow. Those who don't have the mind can't move, and even the little ants can be deadly. Then plant them together, and when they grow a little bigger, they will be scattered all over the place. 】

It was a beautiful idea, and it did go well at first.

Qing Jiu chose an open place, and the surrounding weeds were much shorter.

She planted thirty small ginseng plants at a time, with the help of Qingjiu, a ginseng doll, the little ginseng grew quickly, and soon green sprouts sprouted, from a little root to a short section, about the size of a baby's little thumb.

It took a total of ten days, and Little Angel and Qing Jiu were very satisfied with the result.

On the night when Qing Jiu was about to transplant, the ground under her feet began to tremble, and a stinky breath hit, Qing Jiu secretly said in her heart that it was not good, she quickly drilled into the soil, and quickly escaped.

After a while, a herd of wild boars ran over.

When the wild boar left, all 30 small ginseng plants were ruined.

The tears of the ginseng doll are extraordinary, and the intuition of the beast is surprisingly keen, and people on another mountain are attracted by this breath, and thirty small ginseng plants watered with ginseng essence cannot escape the clutches.

Looking at a messy land, Qing Jiu even had the heart to scold.

Hemp eggs! I've been crying for ten days in vain, and I'm just beeping a dog!!

The little angel is puffing up, [so angry! This bunch of dog stuff! 】

Seeing the white and chubby ginseng doll hanging its head, the audience in the live broadcast room rarely found a conscience.

[Ten thousand arrows pierce the heart: (_) The little cutie is not sad, let's continue to plant~]

[Don't look back at the past: (*) Pat the little cutie's head ~ Don't be sad ~]

[I'm a haha monster: Little angel, hurry up and coax your little princess~]

[Meow woo woo: Don't be sad, next time we'll plant separately~]

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This night, Qing Jiu closed himself.

The next day, Qingjiu didn't want to move, and he was decadent for a day.

It was also this day, the old man who picked herbs in the memory of the little ginseng went up the mountain, and the same as in the memory of the little ginseng, the old man dug some herbs on this mountain, and went to the next mountain, and soon heard a miserable scream.

This is a deep mountain, and very few people come.

Moreover, this is a fantasy world, like this kind of place without aura, it is impossible for elixir to grow, cultivators disdain to come to this kind of place, mortals who collect medicine are also extremely rare, and in the memory of the little ginseng, there is only this old man.

There are many dangers in the mountains, and it is normal for people to be rare.

Qingjiu rested for a few days and started planting small ginseng again.

This time, she didn't concentrate on planting small ginseng in one place, and she didn't use ginseng essence to water them, so as not to invite wild boars again, she planted thirty plants a day and scattered them in various places.

The hill is so big that it's not so easy to plant it all.

Qingjiu has been busy for a year, and the little ginseng is still a little bit, but she has grown up a lot, her whole face is white and fat, and her body is also chubby, which seems clumsy, but in fact, she is flexible and can run and jump.

The first year was uneventful.

These days are boring, but peaceful.

The following year, a large tiger appeared on the mountain.

Qingjiu dodged, and the wild boars also took refuge.

In the third year, the wild boar from the next hill returned.

Qingjiu is still the same, and there are more and more small ginseng grown.

Victory is in sight, hold on for a few more years, and it is estimated that you will be able to become the king of the mountain!

In the fifth year, she is one step closer to the goal of full mountain ginseng, although there are very few new species of small ginseng, but they are planted, and when they grow up, they should be replanted in the place where they should be replanted, and she will be able to complete the task.

Little Angel and Kiyoku are very happy.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also very happy when they looked at the white and chubby ginseng dolls.

This winter, a teenager in tattered clothes and messes appeared.

Ling Feng's lips were purple from the cold, his eyes were still resolute, he also wanted to cultivate, he didn't want to be a waste material, but his qualifications were too poor to cultivate, and the people in the clan laughed at him for being a waste.

He was bullied by them for ten years, and he endured it for ten years.

Tolerability will only make those people worse.

Ling Feng wanted to resist, but he was too weak.

He wants to become stronger, he wants to rise, he wants to defeat those who bully him, those people are either the children of the Ling family, or they are people with outstanding qualifications, he wants to defeat them, he can only find heavenly treasures to help him cultivate.

The treasures of heaven and earth are so precious that they are not something he can have.

There will be mysterious beasts on the mountain with aura, Ling Feng doesn't dare to go, and he can't go, he can only come to this ordinary mountain to try his luck, like this kind of deep mountain that no one has set foot on, maybe he has good luck to meet it?!

What a person wants to do, he will know the result only after trying.

Ling Feng walked in the mountains for a long time, there was no harvest along the way, half of the dry food he brought was consumed, if there was no harvest today, his hope would be completely shattered, he could only go down the mountain, otherwise he would starve to death in the mountains.

The little angel looked at Ling Feng with a complicated expression.

[Tsk...... This is a story that does not bully young people into poverty. 】

Whether Ling Feng has this life or not this time, it is difficult to say.

Qing Jiu shrank in a cluster of thorns and never came up, not on the same side of the mountain as Ling Feng, after all, he is the son of Tiandao, who knows if his Tiandao father gave him a plug-in? Can you avoid or avoid the point.

[Anchor-Qingjiu: Does the wild boar dare to move the son of heaven? ] 】

The little angel said, "The wild boar is a mortal beast without wisdom, what are you afraid of? 】

The food delivered to the door is not eaten in vain, unless the wild boar is not at home.

After all, he is the son of Tiandao, maybe his life is really good to escape! 2k reading web