Five hundred years? Ordinary medicinal materials have long since rotted. The average ginseng will rot after a life of more than ten or twenty years. Some special varieties only last for a hundred years, and they can only appear if there are special places.
The right place at the right time, and no natural enemies, humans, or natural disasters, it’s too difficult!
In the changing world, for five hundred years, elixirs have been scarce, as all practitioners know.
What kind of elixir does five hundred years count? Li Zhe remembered that in the classics, thousand-year-old ginseng was among the lowest elixirs, and five-hundred-year-old ginseng could only be considered a semi-elixir, right?
"I don't know if my spiritual ginseng is a five-hundred-year-old elixir. Please extend your hand and I will check."
I have induced it in less than a year. Are you talking to me about the elixir? It’s just a name you choose, right? They all came to buy medicine for themselves.
Song Xinghen was delighted when he heard this and immediately stretched out his hand.
Li Zhe didn't have any medical skills, but he could use spiritual energy to check. A stream of spiritual energy was injected into Song Xinghen's body and he started to swim quickly.
"What is this? Who hurt you?" Li Zhe found the root cause of his injury. His internal organs seemed to be burning. This kind of pain was not bearable by ordinary people. This Song Xinghen was also perverted enough. of.
"A Westerner had a conflict with me at a trade fair. I was careless at first and was slapped. It was nothing at first, but it became more and more serious."
Song Xinghen also gritted his teeth for a while, suspecting that he had been tricked by his enemies in the first place because what happened was so weird. However, since that day, he no longer had the energy to care about anything else and had been looking for a cure.
"A Westerner?" Li Zhe let go, thought for a moment and said, "Come with me. I don't have any other means of treatment. Let's give it a try."
"Thank you, Master Li!" Song Xinghen was overjoyed, at least he felt hope.
You know, he has been holding on for the past two years, knowing that there is little hope and it will be difficult to recover. He just wants to see if his genetic group can produce technological drugs to treat himself.
Entering the yard, Li Weiguo had already hung up the sheep and was skinning it. When he saw Li Zhe coming in, he was surprised and asked: "Where did you catch the goat?"
There was no such thing in the mountains, not even when he was a child.
"In the mountains!" Li Zhe pointed to the back mountain and said, "He came out of nowhere and I caught him."
"How could there be such a thing?" Li Weiguo was curious. There was actually a goat. He had not expected this. He had not seen it for so many years.
Then he saw Li Zhe holding a floret pig and glared: "Why are you holding a pig? Isn't it dirty? Throw it in a cage!"
"..." The little flower pig shivered, why should it be locked in a cage?
Li Zhe had no choice but to put the poor little pig in. Anyway, little Taozi would probably be taken out after a while.
It is estimated that the little pigs want to go home now. It is better to be free in the pine forest.
The wild wolf has been taken away and it is impossible to go back. In the wild mountains and wild mountains, the wild boar king is absolutely invincible. The little wild boar can grow up happily when he goes back.
"Xiao Zhe, are there guests?" Li Weiguo saw the few people following him and said quickly: "Take a seat in the room and let your mother make tea."
"You're welcome, I'm here to discuss something with Li... Mr. Li." Song Xinghen immediately waved his hand, indicating that you're welcome. He would not be used to being so polite.
Li Zhe didn't say much and took Song Xinghen to the living room.
"You guys sit here for a while, and I'll prepare it." Li Zhe said hello and went to the kitchen. He wanted to see if this matsutake and ginseng soup had any therapeutic effect.
Spiritual ginseng is not a magic medicine at all, it is just something he induced himself to produce. Otherwise, he would have definitely made a fortune.
After cutting half of the matsutake mushrooms and a piece of ginseng, Li Zhe waved his hand and a jade purifying bottle appeared in his hand. He purified a pot of water and started stewing the soup directly.
In the living room, Song Lingyue really didn't understand what her father was doing, and she felt like he was being humbled. You know, they had seen some big shots, and who wasn't very polite to them?
"Dad, why are you so..." Song Lingyue was at a loss for words.
"Kowtow?" Song Xinghen couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Yue'er, you have to understand that I told you that there is another kind of person in this world, and Master Li is this kind of person. Your father and I, In other people’s eyes, there is no difference between him and an ordinary person.”
"There is no difference if there is no difference. Why are you so polite?" Song Lingyue was puzzled. Even if you want to buy something, there is no need to be so polite, right?
"Because he has this strength." Song Xinghen looked at the decoration and said with a smile: "A super grandmaster could live a stable life hiding in a place like this."
You know, which master is not desperately looking for resources, practicing hard, taking risks, and looking for opportunities in order to get to the next level? Who has the leisure to play at home?
Song Lingyue didn't understand and wanted to say something else. Zhu Qing pulled her and then gave up.
Xiao Taozi ran in, followed by Big Yellow Dog and Dahei. Zhang Xi stared at the Big Yellow Dog nervously. He knew how scary this dog was.
"Little girl, who are you from Master Li?" When Song Xinghen came here, he missed some information about Li Zhe. He was just a child and had no sister at all. Could this little girl be Li Zhe's son?
Little Taozi, who was holding the chocolate and preparing to feed the pigs, stopped, looked at him and said, "Hello, uncle, who is Master Li?"
"Let's go play." Li Zhe came, holding a plate in one hand with four bowls of matsutake and ginseng soup on it. With the other hand, he touched Xiao Taozi's head and said, "Don't feed Xiaohua randomly, or she won't be able to eat by then." You’ll starve to death if you eat anything else.”
The little wild boar is fed some weird things, and when the time comes that it doesn't eat normal things, it will be in trouble.
"Okay brother!" Xiao Taozi ran away happily.
Da Huang Dog and Da Hei followed behind, licking their mouths and looking at the soup on Li Zhe's plate. They had tasted this before and it was very delicious.
"You guys go out and play." Both of them have eaten their own Qi and Blood Pills, and they still want to drink soup? After Li Zhe put down the soup, he patted the big yellow dog and Dahei twice.
"Woof woof woof!" The big yellow dog looked at it unwillingly, and then turned around and went out.
Dahei was obedient, wagging his tail and followed the big yellow dog away.
"That's my sister, whom I adopted." Li Zhe sat down and explained to Song Xinghen.
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Song Xinghen didn't even understand that such a young child was stronger than some masters who had been practicing for decades.
"Almost." Li Zhe said a little proudly: "Xiao Taozi will be able to step into Anjin in less than a year, and he will definitely be better than me in the future. Oh, if nothing else, just drink this and see."
After four bowls of stew, Li Zhe brought them all.
Zhang Xi was already drooling, trying not to lose his composure. He knew how beneficial this ginseng soup was to him.
"If that's the case, you're welcome!" Song Xinghen looked at the ginseng soup. He didn't believe it himself, but he had no choice. He picked up the bowl, took a breath and drank it all in one gulp.
"Okay!" After drinking a bowl, Song Xinghen's face turned red for a while, and a heat flow seemed to be flowing in his body. The most important thing was that the burning pain seemed to be weakening.
"Is it useful? Forget it, keep drinking, drink it all."
Li Zhe took a look and luckily let him finish the drink before talking. The spiritual ginseng was cultivated by himself, the spiritual spring was purified by himself, and the matsutake was stimulated by himself. They are all things with sufficient spiritual energy. Such spiritual energy is sufficient. This thing should be of great help to masters of internal boxing.
Song Xinghen stopped talking, picked up another bowl, drank it, and then one bowl after another.
After drinking, Song Xinghen immediately came out cross-legged, and Li Zhe felt a hot breath emanating from Song Xinghen's body.
it works! Li Zhe understood that this would be useful for Song Xinghen's injury!
About ten minutes later, Song Lingyue couldn't wait any longer. After walking back and forth for dozens of times, Song Xinghen opened her eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air, her breath reddened.
Li Zhe waved his hand, and the fire poison surrounding Song Xinghen was gathered in his lower hand, and flicked out with a wave of his hand. If he stayed here, the fire poison would harm his parents' bodies.
"Thank you, Master Li!" Song Xinghen checked it and immediately thanked him.
"What's the effect?" Li Zhe was also curious.
Song Xinghen checked uncertainly before confirming: "The injury is actually better. If I can continue to drink a few more times, I will be able to recover."
Soon, he looked confused. How many more times would he drink? Is this stewed with ginseng? Otherwise, can it have this kind of medicinal effect?
"That's good!" Li Zhe thought for a while and said, "I will provide you with a few more drinks for free, but you need to do two things for me."
Song Xinghen, who was still worried, was overjoyed when he heard this. He cupped his hands and said, "Master Li, please tell me!"
Not to mention two, but ten or a hundred, as long as it can be cured, he is willing.
"The first simple thing is one of the reasons why you came here. I want the best. This is a place only provided for some master practitioners to eat, so it must be classic. Is there no problem with this?"
"Of course there is no problem!"
What does this mean, except that he can do it well, but it’s just a place for master practitioners to eat? Which master is so full that he comes here to eat?
Moreover, cultivators do not have a high need for food, as long as they can replenish their energy and blood.
"The second one!" Li Zhe directly took out a stack of documents and handed them over and said: "This is the equity of Bihai Hotel, as well as some shares of other companies. This one belonged to Zhongyuan before, but I killed it last time. , these things fell to me, please see if you can transfer them to my name."
"Huang Zhongyuan is dead!" Song Xinghen's scalp went numb immediately, and then the hand holding the document couldn't help but tremble.
