Chapter 1097 Ten Thousand Years Ginseng King

"I think I know who the uncle you're talking about is!"

Tang Lan thought for a moment, then a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He reached out and flicked the little baby's pigtails.

"What little radish head? You are the little radish head. I am the legendary 10,000-year-old ginseng king!"

When the little kid heard Tang Lan call him a little carrot spirit, his cheeks puffed up with anger, and he immediately put his hands on his hips to correct him.

Seeing this guy take the initiative to introduce himself, Tang Lan nodded suddenly and said, "So you are the Ten Thousand Year Old Ginseng King! I have heard of you for a long time!"

"If I'm not mistaken, the uncle you're talking about is called Cang!"

Tang Lan vaguely remembered that there was a word "Cang" next to the rows of stone carvings he saw at the entrance of the cave.

At that time, I guessed that it was the name of the person who wrote that sentence.

"Eh? Do you recognize the uncle? Where is he now?"

The little ginseng spirit was surprised after hearing this and quickly asked.

This time, Tang Lan and Sali looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Because they don’t know where Cang is now, but ten thousand years have passed, so this person should no longer be in this world.

If everything goes well, this place has become the trial ground for the God of Death's assessment after all.

There were only two possible outcomes for that person. The first was to leave this place, find the way to become a god, and then leave this world.

The other possibility is that one’s life span is exhausted and one dies somewhere.

But no matter which one they were, they couldn't explain it, and they didn't know the other party's exact whereabouts.

"You, why don't you speak!"

"Is the uncle not here? Are you going to take me to find him?"

Seeing that Tang Lan didn't say anything, the little ginseng spirit continued to ask.

At this moment, Tang Lan felt a little reluctant to deceive this little guy. After all, it was Cang who guided him to the right path and successfully arrived here.

So he answered truthfully: "We only found the handwriting left by Senior Cang on the stone wall outside."

"According to our inferences and estimates, that senior left here ten thousand years ago!"

"In such a long time, that senior has either ascended to the upper realm and become a god, or has already passed away. We have no chance to see him at all."

After hearing this, the little ginseng spirit stood there in a daze.

Then he sat down on the ground with a plop and started to cry loudly: "How come ten thousand years have passed in just one long sleep?"

"So, if you calculate it this way, I am already 20,000 years old. Cang's life span was already short. After that, he must have left here to find a way to break through."

"But it's not that easy to become a god. It seems like the uncle can't be found!"

"We can only try to look for the place where he passed away!"

Apparently even the little ginseng spirit didn't think that Cang could break through and become a god.

The road to becoming a god is extremely difficult. Even if a first-generation soul master wants to become a god, it is extremely difficult.

"We are leaving here, and the senior who brought the immortal grass here has already left a message on the stone wall to give it to us."

"Look, do you want to come with us?"

Tang Lan looked at the little ginseng spirit in front of her with a smile.

In a sense, this thing can be considered a rare creature, and can even be considered a kind of plant-type martial spirit.

Although he only has 20,000 years of cultivation, after this natural treasure is transformed, it is probably even rarer than a soul beast of 200,000 or 300,000 years.

"You, you don't want to eat me!"

The little ginseng spirit looked at Tang Lan's kind smile, but a hint of doubt appeared on his face.

Tang Lan's expression changed after hearing this, and he quickly said seriously: "How could that be! Aren't you the one who knows Cang the best? You should be considered his friend, right?"

"Cang is our predecessor and benefactor. We can't thank him enough for this blessing. How could we possibly hurt Cang's friends?"

Tang Lan didn't lie in this sentence.

Although this little ginseng spirit seems to be able to greatly improve one's physical foundation and cultivation.

But compared to the opportunity bestowed by Cang, these seem insignificant.

He just wanted to take the little ginseng spirit out with him. After all, compared with the outside world, this place was simply a cage that restricted freedom.

Tang Lan immediately sat down and carefully described the vastness and splendor of the outside world.

After half a stick of incense,

"Okay, okay, I want to go out with you! I want to see the big world out there."

"I'm going to go find those pretty little ginseng girls!"

The little ginseng spirit wearing a bellyband jumped up excitedly.

This time, even if Tang Lan didn't take him out, this guy would definitely follow Tang Lan to death.

"Huh? I never taught you this. Where did you hear it from?"

Tang Lan was slightly stunned after hearing this. He understood the first sentence, but the second sentence seemed a little strange.

I have the impression that I shouldn't have said these.

"Of course, since there are no people of my kind here, according to what you said, there must be magnetic ginseng spirits in the vast world outside!"

"Once I find them, I can hehehe~~"

At the end, the little ginseng spirit rubbed his hands in embarrassment and laughed.

"You are a little kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet and you're thinking of these things!"

"You can go out if you want, but you must listen to me from now on and not cause me any trouble."

"If you reveal your identity and someone wants to catch you and make soup with you, don't blame me!"

Tang Lan put forward his conditions somewhat helplessly.

"No problem, no problem!"

"I will agree to anything you ask for, so what are we waiting for? Let's go now!"

The little ginseng spirit urged impatiently.

After hearing this, Shali, who was standing by, reminded in a muffled voice: "Not yet, we need to find the other things Cang left behind."

"Because only by finding these, Tang Lan's strength and cultivation will be able to improve further."

"This is an important foundation for us to leave here. After all, we still have a lot of things to do, including fighting stronger guys."

The little ginseng spirit seemed to understand what was said, and blinked his big eyes, and nodded after a long while.

Then he said, "Do you want to take away the things that Cang left behind? I happen to know the way, just follow me!"

With the goal of getting out, the little ginseng spirit worked surprisingly hard.

Those so-called treasures in Tang Lan's eyes are worthless in its eyes.

For it, it is more important to find the transformed ginseng sister.

The little ginseng spirit first led Tang Lan to a stone table next to the spiritual field.

At this moment, there is an immortal wooden box on the stone table.

After the wooden box was opened, a storage ring inlaid with a blue gem was found inside.