For a moment, there were only three demon cultivators in the team, the Tongtian Python with a slightly inferior cultivation level, and the Jiuying who was trapped by the ghost ginseng with the white mist array had not yet returned to the team.

However, Ling Yuan believed that as long as he could destroy the true body of Ghost Ginseng, those teammates who had not yet returned to the team could easily find them with their ability.

When Ling Yuan landed down with Feng Jiao's hand, the ghost ginseng became completely panicked.

"No! You can't walk forward anymore, otherwise you will be cursed!" it shouted quickly.

Unfortunately, Ling Yuan and Feng Jiao ignored it at all and continued to walk forward unmoved until they saw a very strange and terrifying picture.

On the Xuelian Mountain, there are many bones lying on the frozen soil covered with snow all year round!

A plant actually grew in the middle of the white skeleton!

It was a black ginseng tree.

Apart from the strange black appearance, it looks exactly the same as the ordinary ginseng.

This is the true body of Ghost Ginseng!

Ling Yuan nodded to Feng Jiao, and Feng Jiao immediately summoned his burning lotus fire.

Just as she was about to burn the ghost ginseng, she heard the clones of the ghost ginseng and suddenly shouted: "Don't, don't do it! Please, let me go!"

"There are so many skeletons of monks here. They are all killed by you, right? You have killed so many people, how can we spare you?" Feng Jiao frowned and said.

Who would have thought that the cute ginseng doll that should have been white and fat, not only turned into a wrinkled old man, but was actually a black-hearted person, killing so many monks.

"I...I don't want this either!" The ghost ginseng wailed: "Can you listen to my experience before you start..."

This ghost ginseng was originally a snow ginseng that grew on the Xuelian Mountain.

About five or six hundred years ago, he was discovered by an alchemist who entered the Xuanyue Bay secret realm and was taken into the bag by an alchemist.

Who knew that after the alchemist walked to where everyone was, he was attacked by a huge snow-capped ice bear, and died here.

The Snow Scrophularia ginseng, which had just been harvested, and had a certain level of cultivation and Taoism. After being soaked in the blood of the monk, it gained nutrition, and took root on the corpse of the monk's tragic death, and continued to grow, turning from a Scrophularia ginseng of the level of heavenly and earth treasures to a ghost ginseng.

If ghost ginseng wants to practice, especially to achieve success in cultivation, cultivate human form, and just collect the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and breathe the moonlight, it is not enough. It must absorb the things that are alive, and the resentment generated in the time of vain and the corpse energy after their death in order to successfully practice.

At first, the ghost ginseng tried to make itself emit the unique scent of Snow Scrophularia, attracting some surrounding animals.

After tricking these small animals, try to kill them and absorb resentment and corpse energy for your own practice.

However, as its cultivation level grows higher and its ability becomes stronger, it begins to no longer be satisfied with hunting small animals to practice.

With an increasingly bigger appetite, it has set its sights on those who have entered the Xuanyue Bay Secret Realm to practice.

In more than two hundred years, this ghost ginseng killed a total of twenty or thirty monks who climbed the Snow Lotus Mountain and never failed.
Chapter completed!