Chapter 29 Ginseng

  After comforting Song Yuanqiao for a while, his emotions stabilized, of course, this also benefited from his deep cultivation and his mind was originally quite firm, and he would not be emotionally disturbed due to temporary changes.

  This time flying up to the hall, mainly is to receive Song Yuqiao, learn to turn finger soft sword law, since the purpose has been achieved, Zhao Ji decided to return to Zengjia Village immediately.

  When Zhao Ji passed by the pine forest, he met Zi Xing who was squatting on a branch of a pine tree, holding something like a dried radish in his hand, and gnawing at it with relish.

  By Zixing's side, several robust squirrels crouched, who were among the most impressive in a group of squirrels, staring at Zixing eating alone with envy and drooling.

  A squirrel, possibly unable to resist the temptation of food, stretched its head to take a bite of the dried radish in Zixing's paw, but was dodged by its alertness. At the same time, Zixing's tail swept like a whip and knocked the squirrel down.

  Then, Zixing's two front paws tightly hugged the dried radish, and he glared at those squirrels who were still on the tree, but were stirred up by the previous squirrel's behavior, baring their teeth and making threatening gestures, chattering "squeak squeak" loudly.

  As the leader of a group of squirrels, Zixing's majesty was still not weak. Under its threat, all the squirrels shrank back and became humble and obedient.

  "Squeak!"

  The purple star happily called out twice, stunning the surrounding subordinates, and then carefully cut off a few thin strands from the dried radish in its claws, presenting them to the large squirrels beside it with a rewarding gesture.

  The interaction between the squirrel and the purple star made Zhao Ji watch with relish, almost wanting to laugh, without knowing why they attached so much importance to a single dried radish.

  "Violet Star."

  Waved at Zixing and greeted him with a loud hello.

  Upon hearing a familiar voice, Zixing turned her head, and her big, cute eyes suddenly lit up. After happily calling out twice, she bounced towards Zhao Ji with a skipping motion.

  Her body drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, and with Zhao Ji's coordination, she landed right in his arms, her big fluffy tail sweeping back and forth across his face like a broom.

  "You're such a selfish little ghost, so overbearing. It's just one dried radish, why don't you want to share it with your companions? Eating alone isn't good for kids."

  Gently rubbed the soft and fluffy head of Zixing, Zhao Ji held the dried radish tightly in his claws, unwilling to let go, and said with a puzzled and annoyed tone.

  She gave Zhao Ji a strange look, then looked at the dried radish in her paw. A hint of reluctance flashed across Zixing's cute eyes, and she called out twice before handing the dried radish over to Zhao Ji.

  Some puzzled people took over the dried radish, Zhao Ji was very surprised by Zixing's action, and said with half confusion and half speculation: "Is this given to me?"

  "Squeak."

  It also shouted twice, Zixing called while nodding, a very humanized appearance.

  Zi Xing had already eaten more than half of it, leaving only a small portion of the dried radish in front of him. After carefully examining it for a while, Zhao Ji still thought it was just an ordinary dried radish, nothing special about it, and wondered why Zi Xing made such a fuss over it.

  "Hey kid, what's with the dried radish? I'm not you, and I don't like eating dried radish. But that's not right either, I've never heard of squirrels liking dried radish."

  He looked at Zixing with a puzzled expression and muttered to himself in confusion.

  "Brother Zhao, can you let me take a look at what's in your hand?"

  Suddenly, Song Yuanqiao, who was quietly observing from the side, spoke up.

  "This one? No problem."

  He swung his hand with dried radish, saw Song Yuanqiao nodding, and Zhao Ji handed over the dried radish in his hand without hesitation.

  Song Yuanqiao carefully examined the dried radish, turning it over and studying it as if it were a rare treasure. He even became so excited that he pinched off some pieces from it and put them in his mouth to savor.

  The part of the Song Yuanqiao that was pinched off and put into his mouth was where Zi Xing had bitten, who knows, there might still be some saliva left on it, when Zhao Ji saw it, a slight feeling of nausea rose up in his heart.

  "Not bad, this is ginseng, and it's not a young ginseng either, if I'm not mistaken, the age of this ginseng must be over three hundred years."

  After verifying it, Song Yuanqiao returned the dried radish to Zhao Ji and said with certainty.

  "What? This is ginseng? Or is it three hundred years old ginseng? Impossible!"

  Song Yuanqiao's judgment made Zhao Ji's expression stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he exclaimed in disbelief.

  "It won't be wrong, I'm very familiar with the medicinal properties of ginseng."

  Song Yuanqiao replied proudly.

  After listening to Song Yuanqiao's repeated confirmation, Zhao Ji finally believed that the dried radish in his hand was indeed a 300-year-old ginseng, worthy of being called a treasure from heaven and earth.

  Ginseng is not rare, and ginseng that is several or even tens of years old can be found in some medicinal shops, whether in ancient times or modern times. However, ginseng that is over 300 years old is not so easy to come by, and it belongs to a very rare and precious medicinal material. For martial artists, it is an even more valuable treasure that can increase their cultivation.

  Zhao had long understood the specific principles of cultivating internal skills, which was nothing more than refining essence to transform it into energy. To rapidly increase internal energy, sufficient essence was indispensable.

  Generally, martial artists take in large amounts of meat to supplement their vital energy, which is then transformed into internal energy through inner work and mental methods.

  A better way to supplement one's vital energy than eating meat is to take precious medicinal herbs like hundred-year-old ginseng. Ginseng that is over three hundred years old is almost as valuable as a heavenly treasure, and will be of great benefit in enhancing Zhao's cultivation.

  "This is actually a 300-year-old ginseng, my luck is really against the heavens. It's great, with this, my cultivation will surely make rapid progress."

  Believing that the dried carrot in his hand was indeed a 300-year-old ginseng, an irrepressible surge of wild joy floated up to his heart, causing Zhao Ji, who had always been calm and composed, to also become somewhat flustered.

  The excitement lasted for a long time before finally returning to its normal state in the face of Zhao's firm will, and his heart returned to calm.

  "Zixing, thank you so much! This small half root of 300-year-old ginseng is very useful to me. I owe you one this time."

  With a comforting smile at the corner of his mouth, Zhao Ji's mood was great, and he couldn't help but hug Zi Xing to his chest, forehead to forehead.

  With a grateful heart, Zhao Ji played with Zixing for a while before reluctantly bidding farewell to him and going down the mountain with Yuan Chengzhi and Song Yuqiao.

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