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Volume 2 Return to the World Chapter 397 Gathering the Yin God

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    "Ginseng fruit?" Su Xing couldn't sit still and exclaimed, staring at the Wangchuan boatman with wide eyes.  How can the awakening of ginseng fruit be unfamiliar? Anyone who has read "Journey to the West" and knows a little about mythology will probably know the existence of ginseng fruit.  Ginseng fruit is the spiritual root of heaven and earth planted by Yuanzi in Wuzhuangguan Town, Wanshou Mountain. It is called Cao Huan Dan and also called ginseng fruit.  These spiritual roots of heaven and earth bloom every three thousand years, bear fruit every three thousand years, and mature every three thousand years. If a person is destined to smell one, he can live 365 years, and if he eats one, he can live 47,000 years!  "Yes, ginseng fruit is one of the ten spiritual roots in the world. It is the root of the 'human spirit'. If you can eat one, it can not only add 47,000 years of life, but also condense the 'Yuan Zhi'."  !" The boatman nodded and said calmly.  "Is it the root of the human spirit? Ginseng fruit has matured for nine thousand years. One smell can make you live 365 years. One bite can add 47,000 years of life. Condensing the soul is overkill, but  " Su Xing shook his head, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.  Ginseng fruit, what a natural treasure it is, it is definitely at the level of a miracle drug. How can the spiritual roots of heaven and earth planted for Zhen Yuanzi be coveted by Su Xing?  Who is Zhen Yuanzi?  He is the ancestor of the Earthly Immortal, whose full name is "Wujun Zhen Yuanzi", also known as Zhenyuan Great Immortal. According to legend, he is known as the Three Saints together with Patriarch Bodhi, the saint of the human world, and Patriarch Hongmeng, the founder of Taoism!  Regardless of whether the legend is true or not, Su Xing still remembers how Zhen Yuanzi's disciples described Zhen Yuanzi in "Journey to the West": "Sanqing is the family teacher's friend, the Four Emperors are the family teacher's old friends, and Jiu Yao is the family teacher.  My junior, Yuan Chen is my master's guest" Regardless of whether Zhen Yuanzi's disciples brag or not, the records in "Journey to the West" are true or false.  But Zhen Yuanzi is truly one of the top powerhouses in the three realms, at least at the level of a great master, and Su Xing has no chance against Ginseng Fruit.  Seeing Su Xing, the boatman Wangchuan smiled bitterly and didn't care at all, as if it was expected.  He added: "Except the ginseng fruit. Ren Yuan Dan can also help you condense your soul and achieve the 'Extreme Yuan'!" "Ren Yuan Dan?" Su Xing was overjoyed and then stunned.  He had heard of Ginseng Fruit Awakening, and it was like thunder, but he had never passed the Renyuan Pill.  "The Renyuan Pill is one of the holy pills in the human world. It is normal that few people know about it in the underworld." Wangchuan Boatman explained.  "The holy elixir of the human world?" Su Xing's voice deepened.  It seems that it is not easy to obtain the Human Yuan Dan, and you need to "walk" to the human world.  "I remember that Ren Yuan Dan will be auctioned in Fengdu soon. You can go and take a look. It has been handed down from the human world, but it is not applicable, so the competition should not be strong." Wangchuan Boatman said.  "Really?" Su Xing suddenly beamed with joy.  "It's just" "It's just what?" "I'm afraid it's hard for a single Human Yuan Pill to push your soul to the extreme" Wangchuan Boatman paused and said.  "If one Ren Yuan Pill doesn't work, just take two Ren Yuan Pills. If two Ren Yuan Pills don't work, just use three Ren Yuan Pills. In short, there is more hope than Royal Girl Sanqian and Ginseng Fruit." Su Xing was not discouraged, but was full of determination. If he could gather his soul  The extreme state of the world is not difficult at all, so it does not deserve the word "extreme".  Next, Su Xing asked the Wangchuan boatman for advice on past cultivation issues, and then took out the wine and food from the ghost’s pocket.  "Hmm?" Wangchuan boatman Gujing Wubo's face finally showed a strange look, his expression moved, and he looked at the wine jar in Su Xing's hand.  "This is?" "Osmanthus wine. Nuerhong, and" Su Xing smiled, very satisfied with the Wangchuan boatman's reaction. He took out the wine jars one by one from the ghost's pocket and placed them on the board of the boat.  .  "Are there any appetizers?" Wangchuan Boatman's eyes lit up and he swallowed subconsciously.  "Yes! Fengdu's specialties! Guicheng pickled mustard, Xianjia fermented bean curd, Guicheng spicy chicken!" Su Xing smiled and placed plates of small dishes.  "You're quite sensible, kid. I don't think you came here just to cross the river!" Wangchuan boatman smiled, let go of the long pole, sat down with Su Xing, and generously picked up the wine jar and opened it.  Take a gulp.  After finishing the drink, the boatman laughed happily, wiped the corner of his mouth with Mai, grabbed the spicy chicken drumstick with one hand and started to chew it.  Su Xing watched the Wangchuan boatmen enjoying their feasts, eating and drinking in the wind and clouds. He was not surprised, but was very happy.  The Wangchuan boatman has been ferrying people across the river for millions of years, and this is nothing. At least Su Xing can only do this for him.  "It's no fun drinking alone. Come and have a few drinks with me!" The boatman ate and drank, glancing at him and not forgetting to pull him to wake up.  It’s not easy to shirk waking up. With a physique that will keep you from getting drunk after a thousand cups of wine, you are naturally not afraid and immediately start drinking with the boatman.  The dilapidated ship is moored atIn the middle of the Chuan River, two ghosts on the boat were drinking boldly, talking and laughing, expressing their men's feelings. There were wine jars between the glasses!  After a while, all the food and wine brought by Su Xing were swept away. The boatman wiped his mouth, still not satisfied, and kept scanning the empty wine jars and plates with his eyes.  Su Xing was holding back a laugh, and it turned out that the paralyzed boatman was also such an easy-to-understand man.  At this time, he remembered the story in "Meng Po's Great Forgetfulness Sutra", the innocent girl and the first generation Meng Po, and the boatman on the Wangchuan River.     is it him?  Su Xing took another look at the paralyzed boatman, his mind racing.  "Boy, what are you thinking?!" The boatman saw Su Xing and almost saw through Su Xing's thoughts.  "That's right!" Su Xing's expression changed, and he quickly took out an ancient stone book from the ghost's pocket and handed it to the boatman.  ""The Ancient Scripture of Hell"?" The boatman was stunned.  "Can Brother Boatman recognize the words in the Ancient Scripture of Hell?" Su Xing asked quickly with a look of hope flashing in his eyes.  "Well, I recognize a few of the ancient Ming texts." The boatman flipped through the ancient stone books, and a breath that could only be left behind by the long years came to his face.  "The sun is shining brightly, and the water is as light as water" The boatman opened the first page of "The Ancient Scripture of Hell" and actually started reading it aloud.  "We actually know each other?! That's really great!" Su Xing was overjoyed and immediately asked the boatman for advice on how to identify the ancient Hades.  Seven days later, Su Xing relied on his photographic memory to learn all the ancient inscriptions.  "I won't say thank you for your kindness. I'll come see my elder brother for a drink someday!" Su Xing put away the stone book and bowed to the Wangchuan boatman with a solemn look on his face, expressing his heartfelt thanks.  "Haha, okay! Remember to measure enough next time!" The boatman laughed, bold and generous, which was very different from the image in Su Xing's imagination.  Su Xing was startled for a moment, then overjoyed and nodded quickly.  "Now I want to dive into the Wangchuan River!" Su Xing said in a deep voice, his eyes falling on the Wangchuan River that was full of insects, poisonous snakes.  Red, green, and green insects and poisonous snakes are thickly layered on the river. From time to time, water ghosts float by and roar in the River of Forgetfulness!  The rustling sounds of the insects grouped together and the screams of the water ghosts were intertwined, which was extremely terrifying and penetrating.  “Have a good journey, Wangchuan Fish Balls will help you!” The boatman said goodbye to Su Xing.  "" Su Xing rolled his eyes and plunged into the river of forgetfulness.  The next moment, Su Xing immediately felt the filth and coldness of the Wangchuan River. Endless insects swarmed him the moment he entered the water. The floating water ghosts danced their arms and screamed, cutting through the thick insects and poisonous snakes, trying to catch him.  Xiang Xingxing.  Su Xing resisted the urge to manifest the Great Sun God, endured the bites of countless insects and poisonous snakes, and the threats of water ghosts, and had forgotten the erosion of the river water.  With a grunt, Su Xing’s eyes suddenly widened, and his body suddenly sank into the Wangchuan River!  There is something somewhere under the Wangchuan River that is dragging Su Xing down, and his ankles are tightly wrapped around him!     not good!  Su Xing’s eyes widened, and there was a thump in his heart. When he arrived at the coldness that was completely different from Beiming, he actually felt the breath of suffocation and drowning that he hadn’t seen in a long time!     It's just like.  .  .  .  .  .  It's like when you just die, when your soul leaves the body and sinks into the Santu River!  Yes, Wangchuan is also one of the three rivers. It is normal for the soul to be "drowned".  .  .  .  .  .  Under the dual pressure of "suffocation" and "drowning", the awakening will gradually becomes blurred, and the past of his life is like a lantern flashing through his mind.  Is that all?  .  .  .  .  .  The mysterious ghosts are still dragging themselves to life, sinking into the depths of the River of Forgetfulness. There is no light in the deep water. Even insects and poisonous snakes have not dived down. Only a group of water ghosts that are not water ghosts are awakening.  Whispering around, ready to welcome "new companions" at any time!  "Did you fail? Even a meritorious soul can't do it. Isn't it him?" The Wangchuan boatman looked at the river with an expressionless face. His ordinary eyes seemed to be able to penetrate everything and see the awakening person who had sunk deep into the Wangchuan River.  He was indifferent when he saw Su Xing was in trouble, but when he thought of the food and drinks just now, he felt a desire to take action.
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