"Pindao didn't say he wanted to eat you." Ling Qing said.
"You don't want to eat me?" King Shen was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "If you don't want to eat me, why are you here to catch me?"
"Pindao once learned the 'Steamed Game Ginseng Soup Method' before. He said that he made the soup with thousand-year-old ginseng, and after drinking it, he could ascend to immortality immediately.
Pindao wanted to see if this recipe was genuine. "Ling Qing copied the prescription he got from the copy of Mountain God and handed it to Shen Wangdao.
"Aren't you still going to eat me?" King Shen roared after hearing this, and then started to cry again.
Ling Qing flicked the fly whisk, and a burst of magic restrained him, keeping him in a state where he was about to cry.
"Research, research, I didn't say that I really want to make ginseng soup with you."
After two thousand years of Taoism, King Ginseng broke free from Lingqing's restraint and said with a sad face: "That's ginseng soup. If you don't use me to make the soup, how do you know the effect?"
"That's right."
"You..." King Shen pointed at Ling Qing, not knowing what to say.
"You have so many roots, just break off one or two and try them." Ling Qing said with a smile: "If it is really useful, if you eat yourself, wouldn't you be able to ascend to immortality immediately?
Isn't this much better than wasting your time in this world? "
"I..." King Shen was about to retort when he was suddenly stunned.
He asked hesitantly: "If I eat myself, can I really become an immortal?"
"Try it. Anyway, I have nothing to lose." Ling Qing encouraged.
King Shen nodded and suddenly realized something was wrong.
"It's not like you have nothing to lose. I'm the one who has to lose, okay?"
"Come on, come on, don't worry about these details." Ling Qing pulled him out of the mountain and came to the edge of the pool where he was fishing just now.
With a finger, the tangled weeds nearby turned into an exquisite and comfortable home.
Then he took out pots, pans, steamers and other things from the tiger skin pouch and arranged them neatly one by one.
King Shen saw Ling Qing packing things there as he had prepared for a long time. He rolled his eyes, moved slightly and then disappeared.
However, just when he thought he had escaped, he hit a barrier again with a Dong's sound.
This time a strong force pushed him over several times, and he rolled all the way back to Anxianju.
At this time, Lingqing had packed everything neatly, helped him up and said, "Would you like to take a shower and sit down directly or..."
"Try it with the roots first, try it with the roots first." King Ginseng was dizzy, but when he heard his words, he suddenly woke up and waved his hands quickly.
"Okay, come on then." Ling Qing pointed at the thing and signaled to him.
King Shen reluctantly pulled out a few strands of his own beard and was about to hand them over to Lingqing when he suddenly stopped when he saw his actions.
He pointed at himself, then at the stove, steamer, basket and other things.
Asked: "What do you mean? I have to do it myself and come to treat you to food?"
"You know best what medicinal effects you have?" Ling Qing said matter-of-factly.
"It's okay to ask Pindao to come. Pindao's craftsmanship is a bit raw. Old ginseng, you need to prepare more roots."
As he said that, he started to pull out more roots and set them aside.
"No, no, no, I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself." King Shen saw him and hurriedly stopped him.
While packing up things and getting ready, he kept mumbling: "Good guy, I think you are determined to kill me.
If I really let you come, the best outcome for me, Lao Shen, would be to be bald. "
"What did you say? If you can't do it, Pindao can do it." Ling Qing came to him and said.
"No, no, just like what the Taoist priest said, don't I know the effects of my medicine?
No need for you to do it. "King Shen pulled him aside and sat down, and then speeded up when he came back.
He first picked up the prescription given by Ling Qing and looked at it carefully.
I saw that it was written that thousand-year-old ginseng should be steamed and dried for nine times, and then various delicacies and game were mixed with the water used to steam the ginseng, and the ginseng was boiled together in a pot.
First cook it with strong fire for nine days and nine nights, then cook it with slow fire for nine days and nine nights, and then use the remaining fire to warm it for nine days and nine nights.
When you finally open it and drink the ginseng soup, you will instantly become an immortal.
"Why does this thing look so unreliable?" King Shen looked over it several times, wondering in his heart.
But looking at Ling Qing, who was watching eagerly behind him, he helplessly started to follow the steps.
He first took one of his shortest roots, put it in a steamer and started steaming it.
While using his magic power to raise the real fire, he carefully controlled it while protecting the pot and steamer to prevent large amounts of water vapor from escaping.
At the same time, he kept paying attention to the conditions of the roots inside the steamer.
He saw that his amethyst-like roots were steamed to the point where purple spiritual fluid leaked out bit by bit.
The drops fell into the boiling water in the pot and were evaporated into purple mist.
From steaming in the morning to noon, the roots are constantly exuding spiritual liquid.
However, starting from noon, the spiritual liquid that turned into purple mist gradually returned to the roots.
After sunset in the afternoon, he opened the steamer according to the recipe, and a hot breath filled the air along with the mist.
Under the moonlight, the roots in the steamer are crystal clear, as if there is a faint spiritual light shrouding them.
In the early morning of the next day, he covered the steamer again and started steaming and drying for the second time.
After nine days of this, the roots were like purple jade, crystal clear and shining with a layer of precious light.
The water in the pot was also like crystal, glowing with purple energy.
At this time, he took the delicacies and game that Lingqing had prepared and placed them in the pot one by one according to the proportion.
Then place the ginseng whiskers in the empty space left in the center.
After closing the lid of the pot tightly, he turned on the real fire and started boiling with fierce fire for nine days and nine nights.
During this process, his mind could clearly discover that the aura hidden in the delicacies and game was stimulated by the martial fire.
The boiling water turns into steam in the pot, fuses with each other, cools, and then drips into the pot, and so on.
After nine days and nine nights, all the essence was blended into one pot.
This time he turned the real heat down to a simmer.
At this time, those mountain treasures began to melt continuously, and the last trace of essence was squeezed out.
After nine days and nights, there was only one ginseng tendril in the pot and a pot full of ginseng soup.
The ginseng king turned to the real fire according to the prescription, and quietly looked at the ginseng soup in the pot, blending it little by little with the lingering flavor of the iron pot.
As one day passed, the ginseng soup became more concentrated. After nine days and nights, there was only one bowl of ginseng soup left in the large pot.
Just enough to cover the ginseng whiskers.
The ginseng whiskers haven't melted yet, but are becoming more and more translucent.
"Taoist Master, the ginseng soup is ready." The ginseng king looked at the pot and came to Lingqing who was sitting quietly and said.
"Oh, that's it." Ling Qing stopped and stood up, came to the pot and said, "Open it and take a look."
King Ginseng opened the lid of the pot, and there was no aroma as expected, as if he had opened an empty pot.
However, the purple jade-like ginseng whiskers and the purple-glazed ginseng soup cannot be faked.
Lingqing reached out and took out the ginseng tendril from the pot and looked at it.
Seeing that it was pure and flawless, with a natural purple aura, and surrounded by a subtle down-like precious light, I couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
At this time, the ginseng king had already poured out the ginseng soup and handed it to Lingqing.
Lingqing took it and took a sip.
There was no surge in the mana in the body like a flash flood, but it did increase a bit.
His own magic power is extremely strong, stronger than that of ordinary earth immortals.
This mouthful of ginseng soup can make him feel his magic power increase, which shows that it has a miraculous effect.
But the most important thing is that he found that using this increased mana to sacrifice Yuanling and condense the true form was very effective.
It didn't take much effort on his part.
In this way, the effect of this ginseng soup will be stronger.
If he has enough ginseng soup, the speed at which he can condense the true forms of the Five Emperors will be greatly increased.
However, he was certain of one thing, and that was what Fang Zinei said.
It is true that drinking ginseng soup can instantly turn you into an immortal.
Some are something else.
