Bai Zimo is in a happy mood now.

Singing a little song all the way, he walked leisurely all the way to the foot of Qingniu Mountain.

"I, Bai Daxian, am really a blessed person, and I can pick up a thousand-year-old wild ginseng when I go to the mountain. ”

Thinking of the reluctant little eyes of the mountain rat spirit that were about to burst into tears, Bai Zimo was even happier in his heart. Well, I can be regarded as a small wake-up call to its fooling the world, otherwise if it enters the evil path one day, it will still have to be.

Before leaving, Bai Zimo mentioned it again.

"You're so good at cultivating, I'll visit you another day. ”

This sentence was heard by the mountain rat spirit, and the expression was quite rich, and he was already thinking about whether to change the mountain to practice.

took out the thousand-year-old ginseng from his arms, Bai Zimo looked at it, and felt that hunger was coming.

"I heard that most of the ordinary ginseng has a lifespan of more than ten years, and there are very few people who have a hundred years, but this ginseng can have at least nearly a thousand years, right? ”

Bai Zimo looked at the thousand-year-old ginseng the size of a baby's arm, slid it with his hand, and then put it directly into his mouth and took a bite. Chew it in your mouth a few times and swallow it straight into your stomach.

Well, it's not very tasty, it tastes like a mouthful of herbs, and it's dry. But I heard that mortal warriors can increase their strength by eating it. I thought it was extremely supplemental, so I took another bite.

Like, eat turnips!

Bai Zimo walked for a while, then took a bite of the thousand-year-old ginseng in his hand and exclaimed, "It's enjoyable!". Sure enough, ginseng should be eaten dry, and it is more generous to eat it directly.

Throughout the ages, Bai Zimo deserves to be the first person to eat a thousand-year-old ginseng plant like a cow chewing a peony.

Halfway up the mountain, the thousand-year-old ginseng in Bai Zimo's hand didn't even have any roots left. After eating, he only felt warm and comfortable.

"Sure enough, everything is not ordinary. ”

Bai Zimo sighed.

As for what he said about taking the thousand-year-old ginseng down the mountain to treat the needy, he had long forgotten about it.

After walking for more than a dozen steps, Bai Zimo felt that the warmth in his body gradually turned into heat, his mouth was dry, and the exhaled air carried a stream of heat.

"What a fierce medicinal property!"

Bai Zimo knew that it was the medicinal nature of the thousand-year-old ginseng, but he didn't expect it to be so fierce! He was already relying on himself to be an immortal cultivator, so no matter how fierce the medicinal properties of the little ginseng were, what could he do to himself?

The mountain rat spirit can't be eaten, it's not enough, and it's definitely no problem to eat it!

However, he was wrong, and this is also the reason why he didn't know much about spiritual matters.

Although ginseng is common, in the eyes of immortal cultivators, but ordinary medicinal materials, naturally no one cares. But that refers to ordinary ginseng! Even a hundred-year-old ginseng is somewhat helpful to immortal cultivators, not to mention the thousand-year-old ginseng king.

This can already be regarded as a treasure, even among the thousands of monks, not one or two have been lucky enough to see it, and certainly have not eaten it.

Moreover, this ginseng is not meant to be used raw. Bai Zimo only knew that mortal martial artists could enhance their power by taking hundred-year-old ginseng, but he didn't know that people were equipped with other medicinal materials to neutralize the medicinal properties, how could anyone directly swallow them like him, not to mention the ferocity of the medicinal properties, and also wasted more than half of the medicinal properties.

Ignorance kills!

Bai Zimo now realized that he might have really overlooked something. The burning sensation in his body became stronger and stronger, his face had begun to turn red, his cry was rapid, and wisps of white gas were steaming out of his head.

I just wanted to sit down and run the "Little Freedom Heart Sutra" to absorb the medicinal power, but before I sat down, my eyes were dark, and only one thought flashed in my heart: gluttony kills people......

He fainted......

It was the second half of the night, and on the bluestone road of Qingniu Mountain, Bai Zimo, who had fainted, was lying quietly on the ground. Occasionally, one or two wild beasts from the mountains would pass by, and when they saw it from afar and wanted to approach, they felt a dangerous aura, so they had to whisper a few words in the distance, wander for a while, and then leave in disgrace.

Beside Bai Zimo, the third toad changed his previous sleepy problem, squatted quietly aside, vigilantly scanning every move around him.

In Bai Zimo's body, it is really like the end of the world at this moment. The creek was as wild as a huge wave, making a splash of water, rising to the sky, and flowing back into the stream. The mist on the surface of the stream was steaming, and the spiritual qi turned into puffs of white smoke, which permeated the entire dantian inner mansion.

The hill moved, making the sound of gold and stone. Gradually, like a mountain collapsing, the earth collapsed, turned into particles of dust, and scattered all over Bai Zimo's dantian.

In the entire dantian inner mansion, dust and white smoke and water mist are intertwined layer by layer, and the ash is boundless. Even the water from the stream is about to evaporate. The originally vibrant dantian was full of lifeless air at this time, and there was a sound of mourning, like dusk......

The giant snake Lu Sheng, who was far away on Taiping Mountain, opened his eyes from the cultivation, and a feeling of uneasiness spread in his heart, and he couldn't tell where he was uneasy.

"Could it be that the Transfiguration is coming?"

The giant snake Lu Sheng shook his head, it didn't look like a shapeshifting tribulation, so what was it?

A big demon like it has long had an understanding of the heavenly opportunities in the underworld, which is often said to seek good fortune and avoid evil. But right now, I'm fine, it's not the Transfiguration Tribulation, and there is no problem with my cultivation, so I really can't think of anything wrong.

I closed my eyes and tried to wave away the feeling of uneasiness and ignore it. But the feeling got worse and worse, to the point where it made it restless.

Suddenly, a thought came to mind.

"Could it be that something happened to my senior brother?"

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't sit still at the moment, turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards the mouth of the cave.

That night, many demons and monsters in the vicinity of Shangyuan County felt a monstrous fierce aura hovering between heaven and earth, scaring those demons and monsters so much that they didn't dare to take a breath.

What's more, he fled from Shangyuan County overnight.

There are a few immortal cultivators who happen to be in Shangyuan County, and they thought that the big demon was born somewhere, and they were so shocked that they shouted again and again that the right will not suppress the evil, and the world has changed greatly!

Bai Zimo, who fainted on the side of the bluestone road in Qingniu Mountain, knew nothing about these things, and at this time, his dantian was already faintly showing signs of falling apart.

The third toad on the side rarely showed an anxious attitude. As if thinking of something, the third toad quickly climbed into Bai Zimo's arms, and when he came out again, he was holding the piece of rotten wood that Bai Zimo had bought for one hundred and fifty yuan before.

The third toad climbed on Bai Zimo's head, stuffed the wood directly into his mouth, and seeing that he didn't swallow it, he kicked his back foot on his mouth a few times, and then stuffed the wood into his throat entirely.

It didn't take long for the wood to melt into a cyan liquid in Bai Zimo's throat, reaching the dantian and slowly dissolving.

Bai Zimo's dantian, with the entry of this cyan liquid, seemed to be injected with new vitality. The creek gradually calmed down, and the collapsed hill also had a tendency to heal, and little by little it came closer and condensed......

In the inner house of the dantian, the solemn voice sounded slowly, endlessly.

The whole process was extremely slow, and I don't know how long it took, but the stream finally fell silent completely, and it returned to its usual gurgling scene. The small hills were also reunited, and on the hills, a touch of green spontaneously grew......

Above Bai Zimo's entire dantian, a cyan light source floated in the air, slowly rotating, emitting a long cyan fluorescence.

Born to die!

The astonishing aura of the entire Kaiyuan County also disappeared as Bai Zimo's dantian calmed down. Many demons and monsters breathed a sigh of relief.

In the mountain temple on Qingniu Mountain, the mountain rat spirit was even more unlucky, cowering behind the clay statue, trembling. What is the situation tonight? First, the thousand-year-old ginseng was robbed openly, and now this great demon has been born, is it really wrong to fool the villagers into building a mountain temple? Retribution is coming?

In the cave of Taiping Mountain, the giant snake Lu Sheng looked puzzled. It searched outside all night, but it couldn't find Bai Zimo's breath, even the breath of the scales he gave Bai Zimo at the beginning. There is a breath of its sealed on it, and it stands to reason that even if it is within a radius of a hundred miles, it can be sensed by itself.

However, when it was about to dawn, the uneasiness in its heart gradually disappeared, and it hurried back to the cave with a blank face.

"Maybe it's not Senior Brother, maybe I'm thinking too much. ”

On the bluestone road of Qingniu Mountain, Bai Zimo was still unconscious, his face flushed, but his breathing had calmed down. The third toad looked at it for a while, and then climbed into his cuffs.

On this night, Kaiyuan County is really a chicken flying and a dog jumping, and the demons are flying. Many people who get up at night to relieve themselves have seen things that they can't see on weekdays, and they disappear in the blink of an eye, making people feel dazzled for a while.

In the early morning, the dawn is complete, the cold air of the night has not been dispelled, and the sunlight is reflected on the small dew drops on the wild grass in the mountains, blooming with colorful light.

Early in the morning, someone began to pedal up the wet bluestone road up the mountain, and halfway up the mountain, a silver-haired man was found lying on the ground. Someone pointed and pointed, but no one stepped forward.

"Why did this man sleep here? I'm afraid he wasn't drunk. ”

"Did you sleep here last night? It's cold on the mountain at night......

"Will he die? Look at his motionless ......."

"He's not dead, you see his face is so red, like a singer on the stage!"

The pilgrim whispered, and after finishing speaking, he avoided Bai Zimo and walked straight to the mountain temple. It's still important to ask the locust tree god, Mo Duo has a lot to do......

By noon, there were more and more pilgrims, and those who were brave had already moved Bai Zimo, who was blocking the roadside, away from the bluestone road and placed it on the grass about three feet away from the road.

"Daddy Yuan, you see that strange-haired man is still lying there. ”

The voice was exquisite, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, with long hair reaching to her waist, simply tied up with a cloth belt, dressed in a tender green dress.

Called Father Yuan, dressed as a boatman, about sixty years old, Xu is a perennial boatman, his skin is tanned and shiny, but he is in good spirits, and he shook his head when he heard the words.

"The year is not good, this person has been here for a while, and no one cares about it. ”

I thought for a moment, "That's it, girl, you wait here, I'll take a look." ”

Saying that, he walked across the bluestone road, came to Bai Zimo's side, and glanced at his flushed face, Father Yuan frowned, stretched out his calloused hand and probed his forehead, and was so hot that he quickly retracted his hand.

"It's so hot, how can this person have such a terrible high fever?" If you leave it alone like this, you may really not last a day or two!

Turning around, he said to the girl who was waiting not far away, "The girl came over and took a hand, and we will carry him down the mountain to the doctor to have a look." ”

When the girl heard this, she also leaned over......