The conspiracy of 169 old ginseng

Wang Fan found that he could not see through the cultivation of the "little old man" at all. He couldn't help but be frightened. When he saw him talking, he didn't seem to have any unfavorable ideas for him, so he said a few good words, hoping to get rid of him quickly.

"That's reasonable!" The little old man brushed his crystal clear and fragrant beard and nodded and praised, "The world is so big, but we can only stay on one side. I have been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years, and I don't know anything outside the Hengling Mountains. How can this make me happy? So I came up with an idea."

"What's your idea?" Wang Fan was attracted and frowned and asked, "If you want to move everywhere, you can only move your body, but I heard that 'people move alive, trees move to death'. This is not a correct summary of your vegetation, so this method is not advisable."

"Smart, it's so smart!" The little old man smiled and looked at him as if he were looking at his beloved snacks, which made his heart tighten.

" Even foreigners like you feel that this method doesn't work. How can I force this method? So the idea I'm talking about is another method, and this method is closely related to you!" The little old man said with a strange smile.

"It is closely related to me" Wang Fan smiled: "I am a human being, and you are a plant. How can it be related? I think you are an old fool!"

"Haha, the older our ginseng is, the deeper our wisdom is. How can I be confused! Think about it, as long as I abandon the ontology, carry all the essence, and enter another body, and then use the talent magic power of our ginseng family - the art of devouring, to devour the yuan god in the body, then isn't this body mine? At that time, the world is so big, where can I go?"

"What did you say?" Wang Fan was shocked: "Swallow the yuan god, do you want to devour my yuan god? The yuan god can also be devoured, so let's talk about it!"

He was very surprised, but the light flashed in his mind. Suddenly, he remembered that when the magic mirror was born, Yuan Hong's consciousness was seriously affected. There was only a phantom in his eyes, and he did not know at all that he had been rescued from the mine.

"Is his so-called genital god actually the soul of human beings?"

"You don't understand, but it doesn't mean you can't!" The little old man ignored his puzzlement and said with a sinister smile, "I was the boy who fell in love with the star, so I managed to let the wolf king leave him, but I didn't know that when I came out to turn around casually today, I found that your physique was far better than him, and I was surprised to find that you had a strong local spiritual power. Haha, this is really a help. Me too!"

"Do you want to occupy my body?" Only then did Wang Fan know that this little old man was the real leader of the Wolf Valley. Even the Wolf King was just a puppet. He couldn't help but be shocked, but the more he faced the strong enemy, the more calm he became: "Do you think it's so easy to devour me? I am also a nine-level monk. If you dare to take a risk, I will let you lose hundreds of thousands of years of Taoism today. With that, he was ready to take action.

Lao Shen was not nervous at all. He laughed and said, "Kid, do you think an old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years will talk so much nonsense to you for no reason, and even say the final purpose?"

"What?" Wang Fan's heart was shocked and he screamed badly. With a wave of his hand, he wanted to throw the dragon-killing blade and attack it, but he suddenly found that the vegetation around him grew crazily and wrapped around his hands, feet and body like a rope, which made him unable to move.

"Open it for me, blow it all up!" He was furious and wanted to trap him with only grass and trees. This was simply an insult to the nine-level monks who practiced qi, but when he wanted to break free, something that made him almost desperate appeared: those plants were as strong as fine as iron and could not be broken.

"What kind of secret art is this? It's such a power!" He was shocked, full of disbelief, and shouted loudly.

"The winding technique, the unique little magic power of my old ginseng family, is simply incomparable with phagocytosis, but it is most suitable for you. Haha, boy, your body is really perfect, especially this crystal clear skin, which is simply born for me." Although the old ginseng was only three inches, he jumped to Wang Fan's shoulder, stroked his face, and laughed with joy.

"Old man, if you have the ability to let go of my battle for 300 rounds. If I lose, I won't say half of the word 'no'. I am immediately willing to let you devour it. You have lived for so many years, and you are also my predecessor. I am absolutely not convinced to use such despicable means to deal with me. I will not accept it!" Wang Fan's mind turned around and found that there was nothing he could do. He had to use the method of stir-up, hoping that he could let go of himself with anger.

"If you are young, you are young. How can an old monster like me be fooled by you?" Lao Shen was not angry at all, and he was still pleasant, just like the elders to the younger generation: "Look at this starry sky again. There will be no you in the future. Of course, I will keep your marginal memory, but I will erase the main consciousness of your self-existence. Don't worry, it won't hurt for too long. The method of devouring our family is the first god in the world. Art, haha!"

The little old man transformed into an old ginseng kept talking, but his body emitted a soft light, constantly changing its shape, and finally became the appearance of an ordinary ginseng, hitting Wang Fan's mouth.

"Old man, how dare you!" Wang Fanli shouted, and then closed his mouth to prevent him from rushing into his inner abdomen.

Lao Shen was not angry and smiled, "Don't do useless work. I'm going to decide on your body." Saying that his body changed again, he finally grew up and got in along Wang Fan's nose.

As soon as he entered, Wang Fan felt like boiling hot water in his stomach, and then a little old man appeared in his mind.

"Kid, do you feel the belly hot? Don't be afraid. What goes in is the essence of my hundreds of thousands of years. It's normal that you can't control it for a while, but it will be fine after a while. Once I occupy this body, I can open it and really integrate it. At that time, this body will gather the essence of you and me and become the world. The rare body of ginseng, haha, I feel excited when I think about it. In the future, my cultivation will improve steadily. It is not a dream to advance to Yuanying and break through to become a god.

"I won't let you succeed!" Wang Fan's teeth were cracked and he struggled desperately, but what he was struggling with was his body, and there was no damage to the shadow of the little old man in his mind.

"Don't struggle in vain." Lao Shen took a good time: "My whole body essence has entered your body, and the divine consciousness will naturally come in. After a while, your body will involuntarily absorb part of the essence, and my main consciousness, that is, the yuan god, will integrate into your body through these essences, and then devour your metaphysics. Haha, after tens of thousands of years of planning, it finally became a reality today. I'm really a little excited.

"Despicable and shameless villain" Wang Fan knew that he was telling the truth, but there was nothing he could do. So far, he has only learned a few secret skills, such as gold and jade crushed stone boxing, flame power, Yukong Lingfeng, and even the yuan god is a soul. There is a way to deal with hundreds of thousands. The attack of the old demon.

"Say it, boy, what other words do you have? I forcibly occupy your body, and I can't help but give you some benefits, so I will help you eliminate everything that I have a grudge against you, and I will help you realize your last wishes." Lao Shen Zhizhu was holding it, with a big look and ignored Wang Fan's loud curse at all.

After coming for a while, Wang Fan not only did not break free from the shackles of vegetation, but was tired and weak all over, especially for a long time, which made him feel a sense of silent fatigue, as if there was a voice in his body saying, "Forget it, don't struggle. It's better to let the old ginseng devour a hundred. "

"No, never!" Then another retorted in a loud voice: "Even if he is crushed, he must not succeed. Resist, resist desperately, and break these damn grass ropes."

During the fierce confrontation between the two voices, the proud old ginseng said again: "It's boring, boy. I said don't struggle. It's most important to enjoy the happiness at this time. You have no hope in this life. Of course, there will be no hope in the next life. Hey hey, devouring the yuan god is equivalent to erasing your master consciousness and reincarnation. It's a pity that you can't get in, but your complete death has made a supreme great existence. You should feel honored.