It is a good thing that the ten thousand-year-old ginseng has appeared.

However, after a few days, the ten thousand-year-old spirit ginseng did not have the original spirit of anger.

The ginseng swayed and walked, and the roots of the body were stained with black and lacquered medicinal juice.

“Little thing, how did you become like this?”Feng Linglong jumped up, came to the side of the permanal ginseng, some painstakingly crouched down to look at the small body of the permanent ginseng.

This is obviously due to injury!

As for those black and lacquered juices, it should be used for ten thousand years of spiritual ginseng healing.

Since the perennial spiritual ginseng is in the Zen stage, it must be the people of the Zen platform who saved the perennial spiritual ginseng.

But who was hurt by the year-old?

As soon as the ten thousand spirit ginseng saw Fengling, the pain seemed to turn into an infinite grievance, and he hurried to the hands of Feng Linglong to grind, and the extreme of his relatives.

"The girl knows this spirit."The monk smiled, "This spirit was bitten by a snow fox on the spiritual mountain, and the spirit was scattered, and it should have been dead."But he did not want this spirit to be tenacious, but with a little courage, he found the Zen platform.The Lord saw that it was spiritual, and healed it for its life.”

Was he bitten by a snowfreek?

He looked around and looked at the little snow fox next to the soldier.

The ginseng also saw the little snow fox, and the small body immediately fell like leaves in the wind, trembling!

He went to the bosom of Feng Lingling and sought refuge.

“That little snowfey, isn’t it you?”He stared at the little snow fox, some of them were not angry.

It turned out that the little snow fox had bitten the ginseng for a thousand years, so that she could go to the Lingshan to pounce on the empty!

It was also a delay in saving the time of the yinyu...

Little Xue Fox seemed to be aware of the change in Fengling's mood, pulling down the small head and stalking, and groaning forward to Fengling.

That little look, with a "hands-on" pitiful.

She couldn’t help but laugh, it was already like this, and she wouldn’t do anything to the little snow fox.

Shooting the head of Xiao Xue Fox, Feng Linglong generously chose to forgive: "This time I let you go, don't bully it again, you know?"

The little snow fox nodded his head, selling a well-behaved and docile appearance.

Feng Linglong only reached out to raise the linguist carefully, and his eyebrows smiled: "Good little thing, don't be afraid, it will not bite you again."

Such a treasure, presumably the little snow fox also knows that eating a thousand years of ginseng can make up for it!

The ginseng twists and turns in the two palms of Fenglinglong, and it seems that there is still some unwillingness.

"You two, the sky will be dark, it is better to go up the mountain with me first?"The monk looked up at the sky and smiled heartily.

The soldier looked at Feng Linglong and did not pay attention to the monks.

Feng Linglong came here for the ten thousand years of spiritual ginseng, not to see what Zen Taiwan master, and the ten thousand ginseng is already in her hands.

She hesitated and asked for the opinion of the soldiers: "Since the ten thousand Lingseng has been found, we still return to the royal city of Xuanyuan sooner?"

The soldier naturally had no opinion, turned and went down the mountain.

Then he clung to his heart, and then he followed.

When the monk saw her, he hurriedly said, “The girl can’t take this spiritual creature down the mountain!”

Feng Linglong stepped, turned to look at the eyebrows and slanted: “Why?”

The monk estimated that Feng Linglong had misunderstood and explained: "This spiritual thing was seriously injured before, and now it is dependent on the spirit of Zen Taiwan for thousands of years, and once it is taken away from the Zen station, this spirit will be saved by the immortal."

The gods?There was no such thing as a god!He shakes his head, but his heart is a thorn in his heart.

Although she wanted to save the life of Helian Xuanyu, she could not let the ten thousand years of spiritual participation in death, more clever and cute little things.

"Well, I won't take it, I'll take a beard."Feng Lingling looked up and down the small body of the perennial ginseng, but did not find a relatively tender and complete root beard.

This little snow fox is too heavy, isn't it?

The monk saw Feng Lingling's movement, but he quickly stopped: "No, the girl must not pull its roots, not only will kill it, but the girl took it and did nothing."

Awesome, isn’t that okay?

"Girl, it is now physically weak to the extreme, all dependent on the spirit of Zen, where is the effect of saving people?"The monk shook his head.

In the heart of Feng Lingling, can't they save Helian Xuanyu?

No, she must save him!

Feng Linglong raised his eyes and said earnestly: "Master, my friend's life is in the end, you have to be able to save your life, can the master know how long it takes for the spiritual ginseng to recover?"

If in half a month, she thought she could wait a few days.

But over that time, she’ll have to think differently.

"I can't say this, it is better for me to see the girl or to see our host."Perhaps we have a way of doing it.”The monk was kind and did not put on a shelf.

Of course, after all, Feng Linglong came with the soldiers.

And the soldier, holding the black sign given by the Zen station master.

The phoenix and the soldiers could only see the Zen Taitai master.

For the first time, he saw the Zen Taiwan master of the three spiritual platforms, and there was no tension and trempanism.

She felt that Helian Xuanyu had put her courage into practice, after all, she was not afraid of the momentum of Helian Xuanyu, and who would overwhelm her in the momentum?

However, when he really saw the Zen master, Feng Linglong's heart was still slightly shocked.

On both sides of the temple stood two rows of Zen disciples with solemn looks, each of whom was majestic and powerful.

The Zen station chief sits on the central futon, a black robe style half like a robe, the Buddha's disciples dress up.

His face is safe, his face is noble and elegant, as if he has truly become a Buddha, and the golden light is shrouded in light.

Look, I know the sun is coming in.

The soldier was born not to talk, and he sat down to the seat on the left, and his face was cold and transcendent.

Feng Lingling, of course, could not be as disrespectful as the soldier, she was a layman, not to mention the request.

So, the light archer, the language temperature and: "Feng Lingling has seen the host."

The Lord of Zen Taiwan faintly groaned with a slight smile, and carefully looked at the phoenix in front of him.

Only before meeting the woman's eyes are dull, but there is a hint of sharpness between the eyebrows, a pair of black and white clear eyes, so that ordinary people do not dare to look directly.

The woman in the eyes of the king also has her own unique side.

Ask anyone who can easily stay so calm in front of him?Or a girl.

“Is this the spirit you raised?”The Lord of Zen stands for the ten-yearly ginseng in the hands of the pineapple.

Feng Linglong looked down, the thousand-year-old spirit sweltering comfortable lying in her hand, silk roots must flow down, looks good.

With a bend in the corner of her lips, she shook her head: "The host said and laughed, such a spirit, where can I afford to raise it?"But there are a few sides.”

“Spiritual beings are sexual, and non-ordinary people cannot approach them.”The Zen station's main face was slightly moved, because the little snow fox went to the phoenix.

Is it true, as the command of the city said, that this woman in front of her is the one who can reverse the fate of the Holy Spirit for thousands of years?

When he heard the Lord of Zen, he just laughed and did not speak.

She was trying to change the topic to the wound of Helian Xuanyu, and the Zen station leader took the initiative to mention it.

"I heard that the king of the occult after decades, the cold and poison recurred again, and his life was in danger?"The Lord looked at the eyes of the pineapple.

Feng Linglong's eyes suddenly flashed a hint of guilt: "Yes, I came here to find the year's ginseng, hoping to temporarily press the cold poison in his body."

The Zen Tai master glanced at the permaeus in the palm of the budding hand, and shook his head slightly: "This spiritual thing, now can not save the king."

Feng Linglong jumped in her heart, slightly anxious, but this anxiety did not show on his face: "Please ask the Lord, how long does it take for the ginseng to recover?"

“With the spirit of the heavens and the earth for thousands of years in Zen, and with my medicine for it, it will be almost like in two days.”The Zen master took a long snuggle and smiled.

Two more days?She was so excited, didn’t she want to spend three days on the Zen stage?

“Girl, this absolutely not!”The demon cried out, and the tone was very panicked.

He wondered why Satan was always confused.

Suddenly, a faint stature struck, and her body was slightly shaved.

In an instant, the vertigo disappeared again, Feng Linglong doubted and looked forward: no one shot at her?

Only to see that the soldiers sat on their own, their faces were cold, and the main Zen station was sitting on tea, and the two rows of Zen Tse-tuk disciples also remained standing as they were.

Everything, nothing different, no wind.

"Well, then I'll wait in the Zen stage for two days, and I'll be bothering the Lord."He stood up, his lips laughing.

The Zen stationmaster's eyes were slightly condensed, and after a faint smile, there was a hint of unspeakability in the look.

When he left the temple and was settled to go to the Zen room, the demonic spirit had been scolding Feng Lingling.

“Fuck, you’re going to lose me!”Where can you stay here for three days?“Smelly girl, hurry up and get me back to the royal city!”

“Smelly girl, you don’t care about me, do you?”I don’t want to help you again!”

“The smelly girl...”

All the way to the curse, Feng Lingling did not pay attention to the demonic knowledge.

Go back to the Zen room and close the door.

“You say, if I don’t stay and go back to the royal city, how can I save Helian Xuanyu?”

A word of God’s Word is worth the moment when the demonic knowledge is speechless.

Yes, Helian Xuanyu is still in bed, waiting for the ten thousand spirit to participate in the rescue.

Otherwise, half a month passed, Helian Xuanyu was tossed by cold and poisoned, and went into the devil, it would be bad!

"Of course, the boy is going to save, you don't know how to leave the soldiers here, go back to yourself first?"Satan’s words are not in the dark.

The cold son of the soldier, even if it is Feng Lingling, I am afraid that it may not be able to move him!

Feng Lingling was stunned and smiled, “Why do I have to go back to the royal city?”

“Because...” The demon choked and told the girl well?Or don’t tell the girl?

Look at her now very good to the Helian boy, but to the Nandi but got a hand, told it should be okay?

For a long time, the demonic spirit finally said: "Because your soul is undecided, you need to rely on the spirit of the emperor of the South Emperor."Once you leave the royal city of Xuanyuan for more than three days, your soul will fly away!”