It contains rich spiritual energy. Could it be the legendary spirit stone?

When Cao Yi saw the spiritual energy that existed in solid state for the first time, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Yang Huting's eyes flashed with pride, and he stretched out his rough and dark big hand, stroked the spirit stone covered with talismans with a care, and asked, "Guess where this spirit stone comes from?"

It's indeed a spirit stone!

Cao Yi withdrew his gaze and looked at Yang Huting with a smile and said, "There is a faint smell of earth on this spiritual stone, and it should have been dug out not long after."

Yang Huting nodded and continued: "A month ago, a strange thing happened in an open-pit coal pit in the coal mine under the name of local wealthy businessman Zhang Yiyuan. No matter what seed or core it was, it would take root and sprout the next day.

I accidentally learned the news and asked Master Ge to see it. He said that there was a spirit stone mine below 80%, so I sent someone to see Zhang Yiyuan and proposed to buy the coal mine. However, the Zhang Yiyuan lion opened his mouth and raised the price three times, but he also asked me to name an iron mine. Zhang Yiyuan is a relative of Chief Yan, so I cannot use special means.

So, after spending more than half a month, I raised enough money and started construction the day before yesterday. I just dug out a few broken spirit stones yesterday evening. A big python that could make holes suddenly appeared. In one night, I almost swallowed the spirit stones and left me three pieces."

"It's all people who have mines at home."

Cao Yi whispered.

Yang Huting didn't hear it clearly and asked in confusion: "Master, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing" Cao Yi shook his head, glanced at the spirit stone and said, "Since the spirit stone is so hard-earned, I can't accept it."

Yang Huting pushed the spirit stone forward and said, "I talk about these things to show my sincerity. Taoist priest must not refuse."

"All right"

Cao Yi reluctantly agreed.

A smile appeared on Yang Huting's face.

"It's time for me to do morning classes, so I'll wait a moment."

Cao Yi stood up and went to the temple.

"Teacher's seat, another gift has not been opened yet."

The female adjutant, or Li Wanhua, spoke.

"Let's talk about it when the Taoist priest comes back"

Yang Huting said lightly.

Li Wanhua glanced at the cup of flower tea on the small wooden board and said, "I am also a little thirsty."

Yang Huting reached out and picked it up and handed it to Li Wanhua.

Li Wanhua was stunned for a moment and took it with a little flattered look.

While drinking, I would peek at Yang Huting from time to time.

One minute, two minutes... Seven minutes, Li Wanhua, who was drinking very slowly, finally finished drinking.

Put the cup back on the stone table, stand back, and the face returns to its seriousness.

More than ten minutes later, a silence broke through the sound of water.

"Someone"

Li Wanhua quickly drew his gun, aimed at the earth wall that Cao Yi had erected not long ago, and walked slowly over.

Yang Huting stood up, put his hand on the gun holster, and followed him with a puzzled look on his face.

Through the small door of the earth wall, an ordinary ancient well came into view.

"Master, stay where you are, I'll go over and take a look."

Li Wanhua said.

Then he walked carefully to the ancient well and was about to look inside.

With a bang, the five-colored spiritual energy squirted out, facing Li Wanhua's face.

With a thump, Li Wanhua fainted on the ground.

Yang Huting drew his gun and then showed a suspicious expression: "When this gas and the spiritual stone mine were dug out, the gas that emerged seemed to be spiritual energy?"

At this moment, the five-color spiritual energy fell down little by little like a resurgence.

Yang Huting took two steps in three steps, walked quickly to the ancient well, looked inside, and the next second, he showed a shocked expression. The five-color spiritual energy inside was already rich and sticky.

Colorful bubbles are constantly getting bigger and seem to be spraying out again.

He quickly retreated.

Less than seven steps back, the five-colored spiritual energy sprayed out again.

"My precious gift is probably not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Taoist priest."

Yang Huting smiled self-deprecatingly.

As the words fell, a rustling sound of water sounded, and a shadow flashed and disappeared.

Yang Huting rubbed his eyes and looked around.

On a branch of a jujube tree in the southeast direction, I saw a scene that surprised him even more.

A ginseng that looks scary and scary, hanging on it, swaying with the breeze, like a hanged person.

"Such expensive ginseng is just hanging on the tree."

Yang Huting once again had a new understanding of Cao Yi.

"ah"

Li Wanhua, who was lying next to the ancient well, suddenly sat up and looked around with a confused look on his face.

At the same time, the five-color spiritual energy fell back.

Yang Huting walked over quickly, picked up Li Wanhua in the waist, and walked out quickly.

Li Wanhua, whose body was bumpy, was shocked. The teacher who had always been cold-faced by the king actually hugged him.

Soon, Yang Huting, who was holding Li Wanhua, returned to the stone table and sat down.

"you?"

Cao Yi, who had just finished his morning class, looked at the two of them in shock.

This era is already so open.

At this time, Li Wanhua curled up in Yang Huting's arms, her cheeks flushed.

Just like in modern society, dog lovers who are passionate about love.

"ah"

Only then did Yang Huting realize something was wrong and pushed Li Wanhua out.

The latter also reacted, stood up, sorted out his clothes a few times, and his expression returned to seriousness.

Yang Huting was embarrassed for a few seconds, his eyes fell on another gift in the small suitcase, and he diverted his attention: "I have another gift for the Taoist priest."

After saying that, I didn't know what I thought of, a hint of unnatural flashed across my face.

"Oh, what is it?"

Cao Yi walked over with a smile.

Li Wanhua, who was bent over and picked up the wooden box containing the gifts without waiting for Yang Huting to signal, put it on the stone table, and opened it.

A ginseng plant that is five or six hundred years old is lying quietly inside.

"This ginseng is"

Yang Huting said a few words, and suddenly the scary ginseng that had just hung on the branches appeared in his mind. I didn't know how to continue.

Cao Yi looked at Yang Huting in confusion, why didn't he say anything?

Seeing that his master stopped for some reason, Li Wanhua explained: "This 500-year-old ginseng was bought by a British man who participated in the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance when he was young. It cost 200 small goldfish. The ginseng of this year on the market is no longer visible."

After saying that, he looked at Cao Yi with a skeptical look, as if saying, you don’t seem to be worthy of this ginseng.

"not bad"

Cao Yi subconsciously said.

Li Wanhua thought she had heard it wrong, so she was stunned for a moment and said, "Master Taoist, you may not have heard it clearly. What I said was five hundred years."

"I heard it clearly"

Cao Yi looked at Li Wanhua and replied with a smile.

Li Wanhua wants to say something more.

Yang Huting's voice sounded: "Although this ginseng is a shallow one, it is my intention."

Li Wanhua opened her mouth and stared at Yang Huting blankly.

Five hundred years ago, was she wrong or the teacher was confused?

"Then I will be disrespectful."

Cao Yi did not refuse as he had just said.

"I won't disturb the Taoist priest. In the evening, I will send someone to pick up the Taoist priest."

Yang Huting said.

"good"

Cao Yi nodded.
Chapter completed!