Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

Pindao didn't say he wanted to eat you, Ling Qing said.

You don't want to eat me? Shen Wang was taken aback for a moment, and then said angrily, You don't want to eat me, why are you here to catch me?

Pindao once got a 'steamed game ginseng soup method' before, saying that he made a soup with thousand-year-old ginseng, and after drinking it, he could immediately ascend to immortality.

Pindao wants to see if this prescription is true. Lingqing copied the prescription that she got from the copy of the mountain god, and handed it to Shen Wangdao.

Aren't you still going to eat me? Shen Wang roared angrily, and then burst into tears.

Ling Qing flicked the whisk, and a burst of mana restrained him, keeping him in a state of about to cry.

Research and research, but I didn't say that I really want to make ginseng soup with you.

After two thousand years of Taoism, King Shen broke free from Lingqing's restraint, and said with a mournful face: That's ginseng soup. If you don't use me to make soup, how do you know the effect?

That's right.

You... King Shen pointed at Ling Qing, not knowing what to say for a moment.

You have so many roots, just break off one or two to try. 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 you wandering in the world?

I... King Shen was about to refute, but was taken aback for a moment.

He hesitated and asked: If I eat myself, can I really become a fairy?

Give it a try, the poor have nothing to lose anyway. Ling Qing urged.

Shen Wang nodded, suddenly realized something was wrong.

It's not that you have nothing to lose, but I am the one who has lost, okay?

Come, come, don't get entangled in these details. Ling Qing pulled him out of the mountainside, to the edge of the pool where he was fishing just now.

Stretching out a finger, the weeds next to it are entangled, turning into a beautiful and peaceful residence.

Then he took out pots, pans, steamers and other things from the tiger skin pouch, and arranged them neatly one by one.

King Shen watched Lingqing packing up his things in preparation, rolled his eyes, and disappeared with a slight movement of his body.

However, just when he thought he had escaped, with a bang, he bumped into another restriction.

This time, a strong force pushed him over several somersaults, and he rolled all the way back to Anxianju.

At this time, Lingqing had already tidied up his things, helped him up and said, Should you just wash up and sit in or...

Try it with the root hair first, try it with the root hair first. Shen Wang was dizzy, and when he heard his words, he suddenly became sober, and waved his hands quickly.

Alright, then come on. Ling Qing pointed at the things and signaled to him.

Shen Wang reluctantly pulled out a few of his beards, and was about to hand them over to Ling Qing, when he saw his movements suddenly stopped.

Pointing to himself, then pointing to the stove, steamer and other things.

Asked: What do you mean? I have to fix myself myself, so I can treat you to eat?

What are the effects of your own medicine, you know best? Ling Qing said as a matter of course.

It's okay to let the poor Taoist come, but the poor Taoist's skills are a little raw, old ginseng, you need to prepare more roots.

Having said that, I have to pull out more roots first.

Don't, don't, I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself. King Shen saw him and hurriedly stopped him.

While packing up his things and getting ready, he muttered in his mouth: My good fellow, I think you are determined to kill me.

If you really let you come, Old Shen, my best end will be bald.

What did you say? If you can't do it, you can come from a poor way. Ling Qing came to him and said.

No, no, just like the Taoist priest said, what effect does my medicine have, don't I know it myself?

Don't bother you. Shen Wang pulled him aside and sat down, then speeded up when he went back.

He first picked up the prescription given by Lingqing and looked at it carefully.

It is written in it that the thousand-year-old ginseng should be steamed nine times and dried nine times, and then various mountain delicacies and wild game are mixed with steamed ginseng water, and boiled together with ginseng in a pot.

First boil it on high fire for nine days and nine nights, then cook it on low fire for nine days and nine nights, and then use remaining fire to warm it for nine days and nine nights.

When you finally open it and drink the ginseng soup, you will become a fairy immediately.

Why does this thing look so unreliable? King Shen asked suspiciously after studying it over and over again.

But looking at Ling Qing who was staring at him behind him, he reluctantly began to follow the steps.

He first took one of his shortest root hairs, put it in the steamer and started steaming.

While raising the real fire with his power, he carefully regulated it, while protecting the pot and steamer to prevent a large amount of water vapor from escaping.

At the same time, the mind has been paying attention to the condition of the roots in the steamer.

He saw that his amethyst-like roots were steamed until little by little purple spiritual liquid oozes out.

The drops fell into the boiling water in the pot, and then evaporated into purple mist.

From morning to noon, the roots are constantly exuding spiritual fluid.

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 dry and hot breath diffused with the water mist.

Under the moonlight, the roots in the steamer were crystal clear, as if shrouded in a faint spiritual light.

In the early morning of the second day, he covered the steamer again and started the second steaming.

After nine days like this, the root hair was as crystal clear as purple jade, shining with a layer of precious light.

The water in the pot was also like crystal, glowing purple.

At this time, he took the mountain delicacies that Lingqing had already prepared, and put them in the pot one by one according to the proportion.

Put the ginseng in the space left in the center.

After closing the lid of the pot tightly, he ignited the real fire vigorously and began to boil for nine days and nine nights.

During this process, his mind was able to clearly discover that the aura hidden in the wild game was stimulated by Wu Huo.

In the pot, as the boiling water turns into steam, they merge with each other, cool down, and then drop into the pot, so the fusion is repeated.

After nine days and nine nights, all the essences were melted into one pot.

This time he turned down the real fire and started to simmer slowly.

At this time, those mountain treasures began to melt continuously, being squeezed out of the last trace of essence.

After nine days and nights, there was only one ginseng whisker and the pot full of ginseng soup in the pot.

Shen Wang went to the real fire according to the prescription, quietly watched the ginseng soup in the pot, and blended it little by little with the aftertaste of the iron pot.

One day passed, and the ginseng soup was concentrated. After nine days and nights, there was only one bowl of ginseng soup left in the big pot.

It happened to be able to pass through the ginseng whiskers.

The ginseng whiskers haven't melted yet, on the contrary, they have become more and more crystal clear.

Daozhang, the ginseng soup is ready. Shen Wang looked at the pot, and said to Ling Qing who was sitting quietly.

Oh, it's done. Ling Qing got up and got up, came to the side of the pot and said, Open it and have a look.

King Shen opened the lid of the pot, and there was no smell as expected, just like opening an empty pot.

However, the ginseng whiskers like purple jade and the ginseng soup like purple glaze cannot be faked.

Ling Qing reached out to fish out the ginseng silk from the pot, and looked at it.

Seeing that it is pure and flawless, the purple air is natural, and there is a fine light like fluff all around, he can't help but nodded in satisfaction.

At this time, Shen Wang had already filled out the ginseng soup and handed it to Ling Qing.

Ling Qing took it and took a sip.

It didn't appear that the mana in the body soared like a flash flood, but it did increase a little.

His own mana is extremely strong, stronger than ordinary earth immortals.

This mouthful of ginseng soup can make him feel that his mana has increased, which shows that it really has a miraculous effect.

But the most important thing is that he found that using this increased mana to sacrifice the primordial spirit and condense the true form is very effective.

Almost no need for him to consume much mind.

In this way, the efficacy of this ginseng soup will be stronger.

If this ginseng soup is enough, the speed at which he can condense the true form of the five emperors will be greatly improved.

However, he also confirmed one thing, and that was what Fang Zinei said.

There is really no effect of being able to become a fairy immediately after drinking ginseng soup.

Some are something else.