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Chapter 127 The efficacy of spiritual ginseng

After Qinghe heard the threats from the two men with beards and beards, she fell silent and had no intention of paying any attention to them.

"Hmph." Upon seeing this, the two men with beards and beards walked into a nearby restaurant, ordered some food and wine, and while enjoying their meals, they looked at Qing He's miserable appearance.

Wang Lian saw this and walked forward slowly. If the matter was not in person, he would be indifferent, but in front of him, he could not just sit back and watch. After all, Qinghe was his nominal servant.

As soon as the two big men sat down and their buttocks were still hot from sitting, they saw Wang Lian, who was wearing Qingyun Sect clothes, approaching Qing He, so the two men immediately stood up and walked towards Wang Lian.

"How do you sell this formation plate?" Wang Lian squatted down and asked softly.

When Qing He heard Wang Lian's words, she didn't even raise her head, because she had long sensed that Wang Lian was nearby.

"If it is over 500 years old, it can replenish a large amount of vitality essence." Qinghe's voice was a bit mechanical and lifeless.

Obviously, Qinghe became desperate when his life was coming to an end.

Wang Lian raised his head and looked at Qing He, and found that Qing He was slightly avoiding his eyes, covering his eyes with his long gray hair, as if he didn't want Wang Lian to see him.

"No wonder you don't want to exchange for the 200-year-old yellow ginseng. It turns out it's not old enough." Wang Lian whispered to himself.

At this moment, two big men walked up to Wang Lian, and the big man with a beard said: "This Taoist friend, I am Liang Ren, my master is Chen Xin, a monk from the Demon Flame Sect."

The bearded man immediately pointed out his background. This behavior made Wang Lian couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The scarred man on the side said: "This female cultivator has some issues with us. She also asked fellow Taoist monks to sell us some face. Don't communicate with her too much."

Wang Lian ignored the bearded man and fiddled with the formation disk on the ground. He did not believe that the Danjie monk would be involved in such a thing.

Seeing Wang Lian's behavior, the two men with beards and beards suddenly turned gloomy. The man with beards even said coldly: "This fellow Taoist doesn't give you any face at all, does he?"

At this moment, Wang Lian exclaimed: "Your formation disk is equivalent to the best spiritual weapon? Did you make it yourself?"

He had just looked at it from a distance and thought that this formation disk was equivalent to a middle-grade spiritual weapon. Now when he held it in his hand, he realized that this formation disk was far more than a middle-grade spiritual weapon.

Wang Lian looked at Qing He in surprise. He remembered that Zhang Yuan had praised Qing He's talent in formations, but he was still shocked when he saw Qing He's talent with his own eyes.

"There's not enough material, so this is the only way."

It seems that because she is approaching the end of her life, Qinghe no longer even means to be modest.

Wang Lian's expression changed slightly. The best spiritual weapon was one step closer to the treasure level. It was a treasure used by monks in the pill formation stage.

"Clean up and find a quiet place with me to chat." Wang Lian said without any refutation.

"Yeah." Qinghe agreed, but he cleaned up the stall very mechanically.

When the two men with beards and beards saw Wang Lian and Qing He talking to each other like this, they completely ignored him, and their expressions suddenly became extremely ugly.

Just when these two people were about to say something, Wang Lian glanced at them indifferently.

With just one glance, the two men with beards and beards suddenly felt their hearts tremble, and they swallowed back the words that came to their mouths.

Immediately, the bearded man seemed to have never suffered from this kind of anger, and he gathered his arrogance again and said harsh words: "Very good, remember it for me!"

"I don't have much time left, so why are you doing this?" Qing He's hoarse voice was filled with helplessness.

Wang Lian ignored Qing He and walked ahead. Qing He, who had packed his things, had to quietly follow Wang Lian.

After a while, Wang Lian brought Qing He to the Liujia Inn in Liujia City.

This inn has an antique appearance and a sense of elegance. Just the smell of its building materials makes the monks feel refreshed. "It is indeed an inn jointly built by six sects. Even the building materials are top-quality spiritual wood." Wang Lian said with emotion.

The Hexagonal Inn is the largest inn in the Hexagonal City, and the charges are quite high. Ordinary Qi-training monks cannot afford the expenses of the Hexagonal Inn for even one day.

Of course, the Hexagon Inn is expensive for a reason. In addition to its building materials that have the ability to gather souls, its privacy is also top-notch.

Wang Lian came to the front desk and asked for a separate private room.

"One thousand low-grade spiritual stones per day."

Qinghe heard the price quoted at the front desk and wanted to persuade Wang Lian, but was stopped by Wang Lian's eyes.

In the private room, Wang Lian ordered a table of delicacies.

There were only Wang Lian and Qing He in the room, sitting across the table from each other.

"There's nothing wrong with the formation here, right?"

Although the Hexagon Inn was jointly built by six factions and had top-level privacy, he still asked Qinghe to check it out.

Qinghe casually played a magic formula and blended it into the formation on the wall of the room. After seeing that there was no abnormality in the formation, he said: "No problem."

When Wang Lian saw this, his expression changed slightly. He found that just by using this simple technique, Qing He's death energy became even stronger.

Wang Lian touched his chin, thought for a while, and asked: "What do you do with the elixir that is more than 500 years old and can replenish a large amount of life essence? To extend your life?"

"Yes." Qinghe agreed softly.

"But I remember that the elixir to extend your life is a treasure from heaven and earth that even Nascent Soul monks cannot find, right?" Wang Lian questioned.

"That is a treasure of heaven and earth that can permanently solve my physical problems. The elixirs I want now can temporarily extend my life, but even so, 500-year-old elixirs are not something I can find." Qinghe explained .

Wang Lian nodded, knowing that what Qing He said was true, because even 200-year-old elixirs were not easy for ordinary Qi-training monks to find.

Although Wang Lian is used to seeing elixirs of high medicinal age that are beyond the reach of his cultivation level due to the Great Void Space, he also knows that those elixirs are very useful to any cultivator who is in the Qi training stage, or even foundation building or pill forming monks. Desirable but unattainable.

Wang Lian turned around and continued to ask: "Can you make a formation disk equivalent to the level of a treasure?"

"As long as the materials are enough and you give me enough time." When Qinghe said enough time, her voice became much softer. Obviously, she felt that she would not have enough time.

"How long can you live with this spiritual ginseng?" Wang Lian asked as he took out a palm-sized piece of spiritual ginseng that was 600 years old.

When Qing He saw the spiritual ginseng in Wang Lian's hand, she felt a little emotional at first, and then sighed: "The yellow ginseng can give me three months more, but this spiritual ginseng only allows me to live for half a year longer."

Obviously, Qinghe felt that even if he traded the spiritual ginseng in Wang Lian's hands, he would only be able to survive for half a year.

"If you keep taking ginseng, will you develop drug resistance? Will it gradually lose its effect?" Wang Lian continued.

"No." Qing He's voice was firm, but she didn't understand why Wang Lian asked, because even the Nascent Soul monk couldn't let her take spiritual ginseng with such a high medicinal age.

One or two pieces of ginseng that is over 500 years old is okay, but if there are too many, it is absolutely impossible.

Moreover, one hundred servings of 600-year-old ginseng would only give her an extra 50 years of life. Who would do such a thing?Who can come up with such a massive amount of spiritual ginseng?
However, Wang Lianzai got Qinghe's reply and immediately said: "Take off the mask and look at me."

Since meeting Wang Lian, Qing He has been covering her eyes with her hair and avoiding Wang Lian, but she did not expect Wang Lian to suddenly make such a request.

(End of this chapter)