Wild Mountain Ginseng nourishes the five internal organs, stabilizes the spirit, fixes the soul, calms the nerves, dispels evil qi, brightens the eyes, opens the heart, and enhances intelligence. Prolonged use can lighten the body and extend lifespan…
In the Cultivation World, Wild Mountain Ginseng is still of substantial help to cultivators below the Fifth Level of Qi Cultivation. It helps repair the internal organs and strengthens the ridians, and its dicinal effects are indeed good. However, after passing the Fifth Level of Qi Cultivation, the effectiveness of Wild Mountain Ginseng doesn't appear as significant.
After all, Wild Mountain Ginseng does not assist in widening the ridians or cultivating the Nascent Soul.
Although these ginsengs limited value for his own cultivation, with this garden of Wild Mountain Ginseng, Ding Fan no longer had to worry about money.
Even an arbitrarily chosen hundred-year-old Wild Mountain Ginseng could be incredibly valuable. One should know that in the Secular World, a single hundred-year-old Wild Mountain Ginseng could be worth millions. At this mont, Ding Fan had obtained this garden full of two to three hundred-year-old Mountain Ginseng. It was as if he had gained a treasury.
Ding Fan walked into the garden.
Within the space, what could be seen were all Wild Mountain Ginsengs. Eventually, Ding Fan arrived at a pavilion.
Next to the pavilion, there indeed was an ancient-looking stele.
On the stele, there was a line of seal script characters.
'Mysterious Gate dicinal Garden, ho to a hundred herbs, cultivating the divine and training the body, soaring to immortality.'
Although the inscription consisted of rely sixteen characters, Ding Fan discerned that this place must have been a Sect's dicinal Garden. In the Cultivation World, there were Sects that enclosed lands to plant Spirit Grass, which would then be provided for usage by the Sect disciples.
Rembering the cluster of Luminous Stones above the pavilion, it seed that the Mysterious Gate must have been a powerful Great Gate Sect in the past.
This pavilion was the only structure in the dicinal Garden, and Ding Fan couldn't help but take a closer look inside.
As Ding Fan was carefully observing, a consciousness suddenly appeared in his divine sense without any warning.
Ding Fan was sowhat taken aback. The divine sense was the most vulnerable area for a cultivator, and once one's divine sense was injured, that person could beco insane for life.
However, just as Ding Fan was about to resist with his own divine sense, a vast amount of information was directly infused into his divine sense. The feeble divine sense he exerted was instantly suppressed.
Ding Fan dared not take it lightly; he quickly sat down cross-legged on the ground.
"Fortuitous one, you and I are destined. First, I shall impart to you the Mysterious Gate's Dustless Technique,"
At that mont, a very aged voice appeared in Ding Fan's mind.
Upon hearing the aged voice, Ding Fan felt less anxious. This was the Cultivation World, after all, where using residual soul power to encase consciousness was a common tactic.
This thod was mostly for the continuation of a legacy.
Following the aged voice, a massive amount of information appeared before Ding Fan's eyes like a movie and was imprinted in his heart.
It was unknown how long had passed before the aged voice rang out again.
"…My Mysterious Gate built the Sect for a thousand years. Hundreds of years ago, a disciple of my Mysterious Gate turned traitor, Bai Xi… This villain hard my Mysterious Gate's disciples and destroyed the roots of our Sect.
Fortuitous one, should you ever encounter Bai Xi or his descendants, you must avenge my Mysterious Gate… Rember… Should you acquire the Technique and not possess the intent to avenge the Sect, you will definitely be cursed by all the wronged souls of my Mysterious Gate…"
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It was unknown how much ti had passed when Ding Fan slowly opened his eyes. By then, he realized that the Dustless Technique was firmly etched in his heart as if he had known it for a long ti.
Ding Fan casually flipped through the mories of the Dustless Technique.
This Technique turned out to be a Cultivation Technique. This greatly astonished Ding Fan. Cultivation Techniques were exceedingly rare in the Cultivation World. He never expected to encounter one on Earth.
By now, oblivious to how much ti had actually passed and rembering Lin Yanxi was waiting outside, Ding Fan no longer wasted ti there. He soon picked two three-hundred-year-old Wild Mountain Ginsengs and left the place.
When Ding Fan arrived at the volcanic crater, Lin Yanxi was indeed waiting there. After so inquiry, Ding Fan found out that he had only been inside for about half an hour.
At this mont, Ding Fan developed a profound respect for the spiritual power that had imparted the Dustless Heart thod to him.
To think, such an enormous amount of information was transmitted into his divine sense in such a brief period; without powerful spiritual power, that was simply unachievable.
After Ding Fan had figured out the secret beneath Heavenly Pool, he was not in a rush to leave; instead, he first set up a Formation to mask his presence.
With such a vast spread of Wild Mountain Ginseng potentially attracting covetous looks from others, it was crucial for Ding Fan to conceal this dicinal Garden properly.
Having taken these precautions, Ding Fan then descended the mountain with Lin Yanxi.
On the way down, due to the difficult mountain paths, Ding Fan simply carried Lin Yanxi on his back, which significantly hastened their descent.
By the ti Ding Fan, carrying Lin Yanxi, had descended from the mountain, it was already evening. As arranged, Ding Fan and Lin Yanxi proceeded to find Hu Jin at the resort.
When Ding Fan and Hu Jin arrived at the Mountain Villa Hotel where they had been staying, they saw two n in black standing outside Hu Jin's door, guarding it.
Lin Yanxi was startled. These two n in black clearly did not look like good folk, and their presence outside Hu Jin's room did not bode well.
Just as Lin Yanxi was about to say sothing, Ding Fan had already pulled her back. Without understanding the situation inside, Ding Fan did not want to act rashly.
However, when Ding Fan's divine sense scanned inside, he was shocked to find soone he knew.
Tang Na.
When Ding Fan had just arrived at the Honggang Lin Family to help Lin Zhanting with his illness, Tang Na brought Owen to treat Lin Zhanting. Ding Fan was sowhat puzzled as to why Tang Na would be there.
Besides Tang Na, there were several n in the room.
The leader was a middle-aged man in a black suit who looked very much like the mafia often depicted on TV.
Next to the middle-aged man stood two bodyguards.
At that mont, Hu Jin stood respectfully aside, looking extrely nervous.
At this ti, the middle-aged man sitting at the bedside kept sweeping his eyes over Hu Jin.
Hu Jin had a very proud figure and her innocent, lovely face made her the crè de la crè of won.
"Hu Jin, where has Lin Yanxi gone, or you just have to tell whether Lin Yanxi is alive or dead. Just say it, and I'm sure my uncle won't touch you," said Tang Na, walking up to Hu Jin.
"I really don't know." Hu Jin, although nervous, looked as cold as usual.
At that mont, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, "It seems I'll have to get tough with you if you're not planning to speak."
As he spoke, he gestured to a bodyguard behind him, who pulled out a switchblade.
"Such a pretty face would be such a pity if marred by a knife, turning it into that of a scarred cat," continued the middle-aged man.
Hu Jin hesitantly stepped back.
Just as the thug with the switchblade was about to approach Hu Jin, Tang Na stopped him.
"Lin Yanxi is my dear sister, I just want to know if she is alive or dead. My sister disappeared shortly after coming here with you, can you tell ?" Tang Na said.
"I don't know, I really don't know," Hu Jin shook her head and replied. "That night, a group of people ca and took Lin Yanxi away, I was knocked out, I really don't know what happened after that..."
"Did you see the people who took Lin Yanxi?" asked Tang Na.
"No," shook Hu Jin.
Tang Na's lips slightly curled up, "Hu Jin, you've never told the truth. I wasn't planning to hurt you, but now it seems I can't let this pass."
After saying this, Tang Na waved at one of her n, "Just kill her."
At that mont, the middle-aged man ca over. He smiled at Tang Na, "Since it's ti to kill, why waste her? It's such a pity to kill such a fine woman without having so fun..."
Tang Na looked back at the middle-aged man, "After you're done, wipe your mouth clean. These are special tis, we don't need any ss..."
The middle-aged man smiled, "Don't worry, if I wasn't sure, how could your uncle have trusted with this task?"
Tang Na nodded, turned, and was about to leave.
At that mont, Hu Jin felt waves of despair. These people had cleared out the hotel, and now, even if she scread her lungs out, no one would co to save her.
Thinking about being violated later, Hu Jin felt desperate at that mont and even thought about dying. For a woman, especially for Hu Jin, chastity was indeed more precious than life.
Just at that mont, the door burst open without warning.
Then, two n were thrown into the room from outside.
Tang Na was shocked; those two n were clearly the lookouts outside. How could they have been thrown in?
Before Tang Na could recover, Ding Fan had already appeared before everyone.
"Ah?! It's you?! The people from Three Flas Gate didn't kill you?!" Seeing Ding Fan, Tang Na was so surprised that her mouth hung open.
Ding Fan glanced at Hu Jin cowering in the corner and said indifferently,
"It seems you really hoped I was dead, but unfortunately, I'm very much alive."
"Damn! Kid, you're quite cocky, aren't you? Kill him!" the middle-aged man waved toward his n.
At that mont, Ding Fan had no ti to waste on such minor characters. He imdiately kicked out.
The thug leading the charge didn't even have ti to react before he was kicked to the ground by Ding Fan.
The other man was only montarily stunned, but Ding Fan's next kick also sent him flying like a kicked ball,
and after hitting the wall hard, he fell to the ground like a dead dog...
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