The dragon slammed into the crescent sword, and the latter extinguished the light.

"Uh...... Don't like handsome men's kisses? Are you also a son? Find a big beautiful woman to kiss you another day!"

After saying this, the imperial dragon looked at the crescent moon knife with anticipation, hoping that it would be able to shine again after hearing this exciting news, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

"Don't eat oil and salt? Men and women don't eat it?"

The dragon pursed his lips, took the crescent knife into his arms, and dodged into the leafy forest, running swiftly across the wetlands. With the general location of the century-old ginseng I saw earlier, groping for the past.

Soaking in the deep mountains and old forests all year round, Huanglong has practiced a good leg and foot. This kind of recourse is still quite easy for Huanglong.

In addition, this time he had a little bit of internal energy, and his body became extremely relaxed.

The imperial dragon is like a swallow flying through the dense forest.

Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, it should be the truest portrayal of the imperial dragon at this moment.

After running through the forest for an hour, the dragon came to the place where the crescent moon knife had been directed. The light in the dense forest is extremely weak, and even during the day, it is as dark as late at night. The dragon picked up a piece of rolling wood on the ground that had been struck by lightning some time ago, lit it with a flint, and carefully identified it by the light of the torch, but he found nothing out of the ordinary.

At this time, the crescent knife in his arms lit up again without warning. The dragon reached out and took out the crescent knife.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the grass not far away, and a light and shadow "swished" and shot out, hitting the imperial dragon's chest.

The imperial dragon flashed in a hurry, and used the crescent knife to cut in the process, but heard a strange "hehe" laughter.

As soon as the imperial dragon hit the spirit, goosebumps on his back instantly erupted. The path of light and shadow grazed across the dragon's chest and shot out behind the dragon, and in the blink of an eye, the light disappeared into the dense sea of trees.

"Catch it! You're lucky! That's a thousand-year-old ginseng that collects the aura of Mount Tai. The white-haired old man's voice sounded abruptly, which lifted the emperor's spirits.

Then, the light of the crescent knife in his arms also dimmed.

"Oh, the light and shadow just now is nearly a thousand years of ginseng!" Thinking of the laughter of that thing just now, the imperial dragon shuddered, the thousand-year-old ginseng is really evil, and it is so witty.

In the past, the imperial dragon had been searching for treasures in Mount Tai, but he had never encountered such a divine thing. It seems that in the past, he was only circling around the periphery of Mount Tai, and as for the sea of blue forests in the depths of Mount Tai, Huanglong really went very rarely.

Huanglong has heard a legend since he was a child, saying that the Taishan Mountains cover an extremely wide area. But its mountains are like a cornucopia, surrounded by mountains that get lower the further you go. Until the innermost time, there is a quiet place, where the aura of heaven and earth is gathered, the essence of the sun and the moon is absorbed, and the aura of Xianze is extremely strong.

When the planet was still an ocean, the sea of blue forests was the eye of the planet, absorbing thousands of people and nurturing the gods. When the ocean receded and the land was revealed, the first humans were conceived from here. And when the wisdom of human beings reaches the point where the wise man is as numerous as the sea of stars, it is accidentally discovered that it is a land of immortals that leads to the heavens and the earth.

Cultivating here can greatly reduce the number of years of cultivation to become an immortal. Even if you don't want to become an immortal, even if you live here for a long time, you can achieve the effect of longevity.

But for mortals, apart from the unattainable legends, only legends remain.

"I don't know if Old Mr. Bai Wuxian knows where ......" As soon as Huang Long thought of that strange old man, he was a little reluctant to connect him with the mysterious Immortal Land. In the mind of the Emperor Dragon, it was a sacred place.

"Although the matter of Xianze seems unrealistic, there are indeed a lot of treasures in Taishan!"

Huanglong made up his mind that after he recovered his internal strength, he must go all over Mount Tai and see all the treasures of Mount Tai.

"I may be able to pick up a lot of treasures that help me quickly improve my internal strength in a short period of time. ”

"Catch up with it, but don't get too close to it, and when it settles down, you can detect it with the power of your soul, and then tie it with a red rope to capture it. Bai Wuxie's voice rang out just right.

The Imperial Dragon received Bai Wuxie's guidance, quickly pulled out his stance, and quickly ran towards the position where the thousand-year-old ginseng had fled. While running, Bai Wuxian told Huanglong that although the thousand-year-old ginseng was cultivated into spiritual grass, the grass and trees were grass and trees, and they would never leave the water and soil for too long, otherwise, without the warmth of the earth's water and soil, they could only self-destruct and die.

Based on this, Huanglong judged that the thousand-year-old ginseng should not run too far. In addition, based on the experience accumulated by Huanglong for many years, it is known that ginseng is extremely harsh on the growing environment.

As the hunter saying goes, "Three trees and five leaves, the back of the sun to the yin, want to come to me, the linden trees look for each other", which means that the most suitable forest for ginseng growth is a mixed coniferous and broad-leaved forest and a mixed forest.

Slow growth requires relatively rich humus, ginseng likes shade, is most afraid of strong direct sunlight, and is resistant to cold and heat.

Based on these experiences, the dragon ran towards the low-lying areas deep in the forest.

Almost the whole person fell into a huge dark ravine, and his head was covered with wide leaves that were thickly devoid of sunlight and blue sky. The dragon ran for a quarter of an hour on the muddy rotting grass and fallen leaves, and the crescent knife in his arms lit up again. When the imperial dragon saw that it was good, he immediately stopped, curled up, and carefully checked the surrounding environment.

"Go to that rock, close your eyes, use your soul power to search for the location of the hundred-year-old ginseng, and then capture it in the way you were told. There is less than an hour before dawn, so you have to hurry. After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he immediately withdrew.

The imperial dragon looked at the white rock that was only twenty meters away from him, flew up in a few steps, sat down cross-legged, concentrated his strength, summoned the soul body, and instantly included everything within the surrounding mile search authority.

Near the boulder, there was a swampy area, and the chaotic haze slowly rose, and the imperial dragon tried several times, but still could not see this area. The Imperial Dragon retracted its soul body, absorbed it for nearly a quarter of an hour, and sent out its soul body again, flying towards the chaotic place. Breaking through the heavy haze, he reached the inside of the swamp, pushed aside a bush, and suddenly showed a fierce giant tiger face, which frightened the imperial dragon and immediately pulled out.

"That's the transformation of thousand-year-old ginseng, use the red rope quickly!" The white-haired old man's voice sounded again, and the imperial dragon quickly tore off a piece of cloth from his body, oh no, it was a white cloth, not a red cloth.

"What can I do?"

"That's right, witty as my little grandfather!"

Huanglong took out the crescent knife from his arms, turned over and put the blade in the palm of his hand, "poof", the crescent knife pierced into the palm of his hand, quickly pulled out, and a stream of blood quickly soaked the white cloth, dyeing it into a red cloth. The imperial dragon soared into the air, flew into the swamp in a few steps, cleared the haze, and pounced towards the position of the giant tiger just now.

Looking at the coherent movements completed in the blink of an eye, Bai Wuxian said, "This kid is a piece of material, ruthless enough!"

When the imperial dragon walked out of the swamp with the thousand-year-old ginseng tied with the blood cloth, the sky was already bright. And it was only at this moment that he saw clearly that the mountains not far away were towering into the sky.

Huanglong exclaimed: "This is over!"