I am immortal

"Huang Jing?"

Qi Wuhu subconsciously pulled the backpack on his back and said, "Did you grow these Huang Jing?"

The flower deer moved its hooves and said aggrievedly: "Of course!"

"You people dug up all the Polygonatum japonica grown on our mountain before! We finally replanted it and it grew again. Why are you here again!"

Qi Wuhuo thought for a while and said:

"Then how can we prove that this is a medicinal material grown by you?"

"Isn't it unique to this mountain?"

The deer said angrily: "We must have planted it. We have already numbered it. If you don't believe it, take a look!" The deer jumped down from the stone wall in a few seconds, moving briskly and guiding Qi Wuzhuo to look. .

Sure enough, every place where Polygonatum is grown is marked.

Either the small stones were swinging, or there was a small stone slab hidden behind the trees, all of them corresponded. When the deer pointed out these, his face was full of triumph, just like Qi Wuhuo when he fled the desert when he was a boy. In the Demon Kingdom, those monsters that frequently eat people are completely different.

What Yuanshen sees is the pure spirit energy all over his body.

Qi Wuhuo asked curiously: "Are you a deer demon?"

The deer emphasized: "It's the deer spirit!"

"Oh, don't ask me. You see, we planted this ourselves, so you have to give it back to me!"

Qi Wuhuo nodded and said, "You planted it, it should be yours."

After saying that, he took off the backpack and took out the Huang Jing inside.

The deer counted part of it, and then gave a small part to Qi Wuhuo, saying, "This is yours."

"mine?"

"Yes, you help us dig it out as a reward."

The deer motioned to Qi Wuhu to wrap Huang Jing in cloth, made a package and put it on the deer's back, and tied a knot before walking forward with his little tail wagging contentedly.

He jumped a few steps, thought for a while, turned around, looked at Qi Wuhuo and said:

"But you're a good guy."

"We have a banquet today, do you want to come with us?"

The young man in blue cloth thought for a moment, pointed at himself and said with a smile:

"Can I do that too?"

"Of course."

"It's a party in the mountains!"

The mountains are covered with snow, and a little deer is jumping in front. A young man in blue with his black hair tied up, carrying a backpack and simple needle-soled shoes, walks forward step by step on the snow, holding hands. Holding the straps of the backpack, he asked curiously: "But, you can talk, where did you learn it?"

Lu'er raised his head triumphantly and said, "Of course I can speak."

"Look, I have refined the cross bones, I can speak, and I have raised Yuanjing. Hum, the average deer only has a life span of twenty years, but I can live a hundred years."

The young man carrying a backpack said:

"Can I only live for more than a hundred years after cultivating?"

The deer snorted and said, "Do you think that all creatures are immortals like humans?"

Qi Wuhuo was confused: "Seed of immortality?"

"People can only live to be seventy or eighty years old."

The deer responded with a tone as if you are in the midst of blessings and don’t know how blessed you are.

"But the deer after fifteen years will be an old deer!"

It jumped up to a stone and said:

"My grandpa was adopted by a Taoist priest among humans. There was a mountain fire at that time, and the Taoist priest took him back. When my grandpa was a child, the Taoist priest was so big. When my grandpa grew up, he could live in the mountains. The Taoist priest looked like that when he came and went, and when my grandfather died of old age, that Taoist priest looked like that."

"Many beasts in the mountains do not change much in appearance from birth to death. They are powerful and have a long lifespan. They have a lifespan five times longer than ours. Aren't they the species of immortality?"

Xiaolu was puzzled, and then said:

"If I can cultivate until I live to be over a hundred years old, I'm already very powerful!"

Qi Wuhuo thought for a while after hearing this, then smiled and said, "It makes sense."

I was thinking in my heart, from this point of view, life span and immortality are actually not so absolute. For deer, after five years of cultivation, a deer who has cultivated to the limit of human lifespan can live more than twenty generations. It is said that deer He is almost an ancestor.

But for humans, this is just the realm of "all three talents".

But for the mayfly, life and death are ephemeral.

Even the lifespan of a deer seems incredibly long to them.

The young man's heart was clear and he said to himself:

"Time is long, life is between heaven and earth, and life span is a hundred years."

"But compared to heaven and earth, they are nothing more than mayflies."

"Life and death."

Lu Ling jumped in front and heard what the people behind him said.

I feel so strange.

People can live seventy or eighty years, seventy or eighty years! How can it be said that it is the same as floating? But what is an ephemera?

Strange people, strange.

Suddenly, a loud and laughing voice came from the front: "Hahaha, what a saying. Compared with the heaven and the earth, it is nothing more than a mayfly. All things are born between the heaven and the earth. Who is not like this?"

"It looks like this little deer has found a great customer."

"Friend, please come in!"

The voice was so heroic that it shook the woods in front of it. The deer spirit jumped through the gaps in the trees and forest, then stopped, turned around, and looked at Qi Wuhuo with bright black eyes, as if he was Let him in.

The young man smiled, raised his hand to push aside the pine branches in front of him, bent down, the pine branches shook, and the snow fell into his blue shirt. The cloth was clean, and his eyes were as bright as morning stars. He walked in, said "Sorry," and his sight suddenly widened.

This is an open and flat ground, where the snow has not yet melted. In the middle is a large banana leaf that is still green in winter. On the banana leaf, there are all kinds of fruits and medicines. On the stone platform in front, there is a man lying on his stomach. An eye-catching white-fronted tiger.

At first glance, the length of the body was more than ten feet. His tail dropped casually and he stood up. From his forehead to the ground, he was already as tall as Qi Wuzhuo. His amber eyes looked with a sense of tranquility. The boy in the blue shirt.

When Qi Wuhuo saw the fierce tiger, his body instinctively stiffened.

Immediately he felt the clear energy of the tiger, and the tension relaxed. When the tiger saw Qi Wuhuo, he recognized him as the young man who carried the enigmatic old man down the mountain a few days ago. That day he Although I didn't get close to listen to the sermon, I heard other tiger beasts mention it.

I just felt in my heart that he was worthy of being chosen by the old man. He could say the words just now and speak with a bold voice:

"Little brother, I am the mountain god of this mountain. Today is the end of the year banquet, and you are at the right time."

Qi Wuhuo cupped his hands and said, "It's just the right time."

Then he saw a bronze cauldron next to the tiger. The deer jumped over and untied the package from behind. All the Huang Jing inside was poured into it.

After the deer retreated, apes climbed up one after another.

Put all kinds of big and plump fruits into the cauldron.

Then the fox took the magic grass in his mouth, and the white snake took the ginseng and put them all in. Qi Wuzhuo, prompted by the deer's gaze, also put the Huang Jing in the package behind his back.

The tiger also had a low roar when he spoke, saying:

"This is my treasure."

"At the end of the year, many spiritual fruits are put into it to refine the spiritual liquid. Eating it can extend your life by one year. It can temper your body and purify your essence. It is of great benefit to your cultivation. I am using this to become a mountain. Jun."

"We gather together at the end of the year to create spiritual liquid."

"We meet once every three years to discuss Taoism and Dharma."

Qi Wuhuo asked: "Pure Yuan Jing?"

The fierce tiger nodded. The spirit next to him didn't know the meaning of Yuanjing, so he just said it casually. Seeing Qi Wuhuo's reaction, he seemed to know, so he asked with a smile: "Do you know the Yuanjing method?"

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and said:

"I don't know the method, I just know the essence."

The tiger nodded slightly.

Then he said:

"So, are you willing to listen to me?"