When Feng Yuanjun heard this, his face turned pale, one moment white, one moment blue, one moment black, constantly changing and alternating, extremely good-looking. "Good boy, you dare to take the opportunity to blackmail me, if you let me cultivate to recover my life, I will definitely not be able to spare you. Feng Yuanjun gritted his teeth and secretly scolded Yang Tian in his heart.

"How about it, can you think about it?" Yang Tian looked at him with a smile on his face, the muscles in the corners of Feng Yuanjun's eyes jumped wildly, but he didn't dare to show dissatisfaction on his face, he hurriedly flattered: "Little brother, you have a lot of adults, this storage bag is all my savings, can you see if you are satisfied?"

Feng Yuanjun handed the storage bag in his hand to Yang Tian's side, his face was full of distress, as if this storage bag was really all his savings. Yang Tian took the storage bag into his hand, probed his spiritual power into it, glanced at it roughly, and immediately, he quietly took it into his arms.

Yang Tian looked at Feng Yuanjun with a smile on his face, and his gaze suddenly fell on the other party's arms. "What do you want to do?" Feng Yuanjun covered his chest tightly with his hands, and his body kept retreating, trembling again and again.

"Hand over the things, you are a smart person, you don't need to understand as much as I said!" Yang Tian pressed forward step by step and walked towards Feng Yuanjun.

"You...... Don't come here!" Feng Yuanjun pointed at Yang Tiandao, he covered his chest tightly, and every time Yang Tian took a step forward, he took a step back.

"Don't test my patience. Yang Tian suddenly stopped, his palm was raised, and clusters of flames appeared in his palm, the light shimmered, and the scorching breath escaped out, making Feng Yuanjun's heart tremble.

The flames in his palm suddenly floated, as if they were about to leave his palm in the next moment. "Alright. Count yourself ruthless, this is definitely all my savings, and if you take it, you can't be embarrassed for me anymore. ”

Feng Yuanjun took out a storage bag from his arms in extreme pain. Handed it to Yang Tian, "Boy, next time I meet you, I have to kill you, I dare to tease your uncle like this, it's really unforgivable......" Feng Yuanjun scolded Yang Tianzu in his heart, and finally felt that the evil breath in his heart was vented.

Yang Tian took the storage bag in his hand. Glancing at it again, there were a lot of high-grade spirit grasses in it, and there were even a few of them. It's completely comparable to the silver obsidian grass.

He nodded with satisfaction, and then his gaze fell on Feng Yuanjun again, at this time. The other party is a treasure trove in his eyes. If you don't squeeze it clean at this time, I'm afraid there will be no chance next time.

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After a stick of incense, Yang Tian left satisfied, and as for Feng Yuanjun, he stood in place in disheveled clothes. "Damn boy, sooner or later, one day, I'm going to let you eat it, and spit it out tenfold. Feng Yuanjun stared into the distance with an angry face.

"It's a good thing I hid all my savings in a secret place many years ago. How could that stupid boy know about this? Feng Yuanjun was secretly proud in his heart, and he straightened his clothes. I left the place in a hurry.

The Netherworld River is a dividing line between the outer and inner layers of the Spirit Void Medicine Garden, and the spiritual grass level in the inner layer is generally higher than that of the outer layer. Relatively speaking, it was also more difficult to get, and at this time, Yang Tian stopped not far from a spirit grass.

The spirit grass was full of fruits, the size of a dragon's eye, and a rich fragrance escaped from it. All kinds of strange breaths emanated from above, and there were faint visions rising and falling.

"The Lingxu Medicine Garden is really magical, and even the scarce spiritual grass like ground ginseng is stored. Yang Tian's face was full of regret, the saddest thing in the world is that the thing you want most is right in front of you, but you can only watch quietly and can't get it.

There are three ginseng in heaven and earth, "ginseng", "earth ginseng" and "heavenly ginseng", among which ginseng is a mortal thing, which can prolong life and cure all kinds of strange diseases for mortals.

If a mortal takes a century-old ginseng plant, he can live to be 100 years old without disease or disaster. Of course, ginseng is of very little use to people like Yang Tian, almost negligible.

The ground ginseng is different, this thing can increase the longevity of a monk, and the spiritual grass that can increase the longevity is extremely precious in the immortal world.

Moreover, the effect of this substance is by no means like this, and ground ginseng is also a life-saving elixir, which has a peculiar effect on healing the wounds of the divine soul. It can be said to be a kind of elixir to bring the dead back to life, if a monk's soul is injured, as long as it does not reach the point where the soul is scattered, as long as he takes the ground ginseng, there is a possibility of recovery.

It can be seen that the preciousness of ground ginseng, as for that day ginseng, it seems a little ethereal. Yang Tian hadn't even seen this elixir in the classics, only a few descriptions. Legend has it that ginseng is an elixir that should not be stored between heaven and earth, and few people in heaven and earth have ever seen this elixir.

Only those who are destined, or those who are lucky enough to be shocked, have the slightest possibility of seeing the ginseng once. Of course, it's just a matter of seeing, and it's even harder to get it.

If it is said that the ginseng is resurrected from the dead, then the ginseng is a change of life against the sky, and its effect is far from being comparable to the ginseng. Legend has it that 10,000 years ago, there was a person with ordinary qualifications, his cultivation talent was extremely poor, and he cultivated to the age of forty, but he was able to open ten acupuncture points, and this kind of qualification was originally impossible to win the immortal path in this life.

However, he has a kind heart, and even Xiaohua Xiaocao can't bear to hurt it, this kind of heart is actually not suitable for cultivating in the cruel immortal world. When he was forty-five years old, he left the sect and returned to the mortal world, where he married a wife and had children.

Because he still has a little bit of cultivation, good nature, so he went around doing good, formed a lot of good karma, when he was about to die, suddenly a vision fell from the sky, from the sky flew a dream-like thing, turned into a ray of nine-colored fairy light into his body. His whole being became young in the blink of an eye, and all the mortals there were amazed.

Only he knew what was going on, and his cultivation had almost instantly stepped into the Contemplation Realm. And his qualifications have become even more rebellious, it can be said that even the pure yang immortal body that is rare to see in the immortal world for thousands of years cannot compare to him.

He reached the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao in just one hundred years, and he was later the famous "Heavenly Ginseng Daojun", and it was rumored that this title was given by himself, and people also speculated that he had obtained the Heavenly Ginseng back then.

To this day, Kyushu still circulates countless legends of this "Heavenly Ginseng Daojun", and his legendary experience has also made countless people yearn for it, and later many monks have followed suit and done good deeds everywhere, but no one has ever received Heavenly Ginseng.

This kind of thing is too far away for Yang Tian, and he doesn't have the energy to verify whether this matter is true, for him, the ground ginseng in front of him is the key.

There are strange runes scattered around the ground ginseng, surrounding it, and if you accidentally touch these prohibitions, it is very likely that your soul will be scattered.

Yang Tian sensed the aura that made his heart tremble from these runes, he had been here for an hour, and he had been observing the runes around him all the time.

Wisps of ghostly light surrounded the ground ginseng, and with Yang Tian's comprehension and eyesight, he observed for a full hour, but he couldn't see the slightest clue. At this time, Yang Tianchao retreated until he withdrew dozens of zhang away.

A ray of thunder light condensed at his fingertips, he wanted to try the power of this prohibition, no matter what, he had to try, if he just gave up like this, he was really unwilling.

His control over the thunder can be said to have reached the realm of subtlety long ago, and the thunder changes at will in his hands, sometimes like a silver snake dancing wildly, sometimes like a thunderous sword, God punishes all things.

Finally, the thunderbolt turned into a silver needle, and he pointed towards the vicinity of the ground ginseng. This ray of thunder came within one zhang of the ground ginseng in an instant, and if nothing else, it could pass through the range of one zhang in the next moment.

At this moment, a black light burst out from the runes near the ground ginseng, this black light contained an extreme death qi, as this black light flew out, the surrounding spirit grass withered one after another, and in an instant, most of the spirit grass in a radius of ten zhang was cut off.

"Poof!poof!" Several wisps of blood overflowed from the corners of Yang Tian's mouth, and the thunder was turned into nothingness by the black light in the blink of an eye, and a stream of dead qi actually entered his body through the connection between Yang Tian and the thunder. (To be continued......)