The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 120 Trading
"I originally thought that after eight hundred years, even if it was just a transaction, there should be some affection, not to mention that it was not an empty promise, and there was a reward. Unexpectedly, the old turtle said that the demon pill was useless to him and was unwilling to protect me, and he lightly refused."

There was bitterness on Quexian's face.

"So, you found me here. It seems that I left a good impression on you last time we met." Ding Lin looked at Quexian with no expression on his face. "But for so many years, you have kept such a treasure in your hands, and Old Turtle didn't even know about it?"

"Your Excellency doesn't know that ginseng is the best of all medicines. Ordinary spiritual medicines only need a few decades to produce spiritual energy, but ginseng needs at least a hundred years. And this Purple Dragon King Ginseng is the best of all ginsengs. It takes five hundred years to produce spiritual energy."

“After ginsengs generate spiritual energy, although they have not yet developed spiritual intelligence, they have begun to develop the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm. They will leave the place where they were born and find another place with abundant spiritual energy to take root. This is what is called spiritual ginseng can walk. Purple Dragon King ginseng has gone a step further. Not only can it walk, but it can also conceal its breath and disguise itself. Once it escapes, it will be extremely difficult to find it again.”

"That's why the old turtle asked me to send him five hundred year old Dragon King Ginseng every hundred years."

"In fact, when the old turtle helped me occupy Lingque Peak, he searched the peak several times in a row, but left when he found nothing."

"After the old turtle left, I searched Lingque Peak more than a dozen times. Even after I refined the Mountain God Seal, I didn't find anything more. It was purely a coincidence that I caught this ginseng. At that time, the spiritual energy around it was restrained, and even its appearance had changed. I pulled it up as an ordinary hemostatic grass. After it left the ground, it changed back to its original appearance, and I recognized it."

"At that time, it was only about seven hundred years old, but it was already so cunning. Afterwards, I used the Mountain God Seal to set up a secret formation to imprison it, and I have carefully nurtured it until now. This is how I got this 1,500-year-old treasure."

Magpie Fairy saw Ding Lin's confusion and explained.

"I see," Ding Lin nodded, and suddenly said, "But if you had shown the old turtle this purple dragon king ginseng instead of the red snake's inner elixir, I think he would have agreed to your request."

"I..." Quexian opened his mouth, and suddenly he was like a deflated ball, with a bitter face, "Your Excellency is right, but I was blinded by greed at the time, and thought that after 800 years, we could at least be considered to have some friendship, but I forgot that since we came together for profit, we should continue to be together for profit, and should not have dreamed of any friendship. After all, I was greedy."

The magpie fairy sighed.

"It's just that the mistake has been made. Even if I realize it later, it can't be made up. I didn't take this ginseng out at that time, and I can't take it out again in the future. Otherwise, my words and actions will be contradictory. Not to mention praying for blessings, I'm afraid we will become enemies."

"So, you took a gamble and found me."

Ding Lin said.

"I still hope for your blessing..."

The magpie fairy bent down, bowed deeply, and did not stand up for a long time.

After a long silence.

“This ginseng…”

After a long time, Ding Lin's voice came down.

Quexian raised her head slightly. Ding Lin had already shifted his gaze away from her and focused all his attention on the Purple Dragon King Ginseng. He looked the ginseng up and down and examined it carefully.

"very good."

The meaning in Ding Lin's voice was completely about his own things.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Quexian's forehead. How could she not know the danger of this trip? It can be said that from the moment the Purple Dragon King Ginseng was taken out, the ginseng no longer belonged to her. Ding Lin was much stronger than her. From that moment on, the initiative was no longer in her hands. What would happen in the future depended entirely on Ding Lin.

He could either agree to her request, or just take the ginseng for granted. Even killing the monster and seizing the ginseng is possible.

But Quexian had to do this. Her momentary greed had cut off her escape route from the old turtle. Ding Lin was her last hope. At this moment, she was like a gambler, putting all her chips on one possibility, a possibility to continue on her journey, even at the risk of losing her life.

A little sad.

But this is the reality. The weak do not have many choices, and monsters always have to bear the consequences for their mistakes.

If you take a wrong step and want to correct it, you will naturally take greater risks.

“Give me the ginseng.”

Ding Lin said as he waved out a demonic aura.

"Yes."

Quexian agreed. She felt a suction force coming from above and subconsciously let go, breathing a sigh of relief. At this point, at least her life was safe.

The spiritual ginseng fell into Ding Lin's hands. He did not say anything, but began to look at it more carefully.

"grown ups……"

Magpie Fairy spoke tentatively. Ding Lin ignored her, dropped the ginseng in his hand, and continued to rub it.

Quexian could only continue to wait, her heart slowly sinking. As time went by, she felt that hope was slimmer. Finally, when she felt that there was almost no hope at all, another voice was heard.

"I accept this Purple Dragon King Ginseng."

Ding Lin said.

"I congratulate the king for taking over the mountain."

Quexiandao, she found an excuse for Ding Lin, her face turned pale, not looking too good, but she still forced a smile.

Ding Lin's eyes flickered.

"I'm not lying to you. This ginseng is indeed useful to me. Now that it's in my hands, I will definitely not return it to you. In the future, I can help you if I can, but I won't put myself in danger. If it's beyond my ability, you'll have to fend for yourself."

Ding Lin said.

"Thank you, sir!"

Quexian's eyes flashed quickly. This was the best result she had expected.

"Even if the old turtle didn't agree to your request, I don't think he would bother you. Chi Lian was killed by me, so you should be safe for the time being. Why are you so impatient to find me? Is that wolf eagle targeting you?"

Ding Lindao, although it is a question sentence, the tone is indeed straightforward.

"Your Excellency has a keen eye," Magpie Fairy said with a bitter smile, "We, the demons of Qingcheng, rarely move around on weekdays. We all guard our own hilltops, and news doesn't spread quickly. It often takes decades for news to spread. The most dangerous ones are our neighbors. This month, the wolf eagle tried to sneak into my Lingque Peak, but I barely blocked it with my spiritual energy formation. But I know he won't let go easily. There is a long way to go, and I will always make mistakes. Once he finds a loophole, without the help of the formation, I will never be his opponent. That's why I hurried to find you for protection."

As Quexian spoke, he stole a glance at Ding Lin again. Seeing that the latter's expression remained unchanged when he mentioned the wolf eagle, he felt a little more at ease.

This at least shows that Ding Lin is no longer afraid of the wolf eagle.

This is enough for the time being.

Only after losing something do we know how to cherish it.

The Magpie Immortal does not ask for much now. He only hopes to occupy Lingque Peak for a few more decades, use his spiritual veins to repair the injury to his Niwan, and continue his journey.

That's all.

"I understand." Ding Lin nodded. "If I can, I will help you." He paused and added, "I have seen that wolf eagle. Although I can't kill him, he is definitely not my opponent. You don't have to worry."

"Thank you, sir."

Quexian's heart became more and more at peace.

Ding Lin nodded. He did not let Quexian leave immediately. He asked her for a while. After all, she was a great demon spirit and had been entrenched here for nearly a thousand years. She knew much more than the White Snake.

The white snake and the green snake were there to serve.

I chatted with the magpie fairy from early morning till dusk.

Wait until sunset.

Ding Lin finally stopped talking, feeling unsatisfied.

"Let's stop here for today. It won't delay your recovery. You can go back to the mountain now."

Ding Lin said.

"Little demon, take your leave."

The magpie fairy has a very humble attitude and recognizes the reality, placing himself at the level of a vassal.

Ding Lin nodded and glanced at the white snake that was standing beside him.

The white snake got Ding Lin's signal and pulled Xiaoqing beside it. The two snake monsters moved their waists and swayed their long tails, and sent Quexian out of the mountain gate.

(End of this chapter)