Chapter 29: The Strange Ginseng

  "It tastes good!"

  Zhao Rui licked his lips, feeling a bit unsatisfied. So, he put the other snow ginseng in his hand into his mouth and started eating it in big bites.

  Since golden ginseng is fine when eaten, this snow ginseng should also be no problem when eaten.

  Anyway, there are a lot of them in the Qiankun ring, eating a few more won't make a big difference.

  He swallowed the snow ginseng and wiped his mouth with a satisfied expression, ready to head back.

  At this moment, a strange hot current was generated in the lower abdomen, causing the true energy originally stored in the lower abdomen to boil up. Immediately after that, this hot current rushed straight up from the lower abdomen and spread to the chest, making the chest feel like it was on fire, with the skin burning red.

  Even though Zhao Rui's body had been modified by the demon genes, making it extremely robust, he still couldn't withstand it. Two streams of nosebleed gushed out and shot straight up into his nostrils.

  "What kind of ginseng is this? How can it be so potent!"

  Zhao Rui felt a bit wronged in his heart, eating ginseng unexpectedly brought out such big trouble.

  He didn't know that since Fude Zhengshen was a land god in ancient times, the treasures buried underground were naturally within his grasp. Moreover, the resources were abundant in ancient times, unlike modern society where resources are scarce.

  The ginseng placed in this Qiankun ring, the age of the golden ginseng is over a thousand years, and that kind of all-white ginseng has an age of up to ten thousand years!

  They contain the essence of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, all of which are the best among the best.

  For modern cultivators, Golden Ginseng is extremely precious. With just a small piece of golden thousand-year-old ginseng and some other auxiliary materials, they can make very precious elixirs.

  Ginseng of ten thousand years is praised as immortal ginseng and is a priceless treasure even for cultivators.

  Zhao Rui swallowed a thousand-year-old ginseng and a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng at once, which was naturally unbearable.

  The heat generated by these ginsengs was rapidly circulating inside his body, and Zhao Rui didn't dare to let it run wild, because that would cause huge damage to his body.

  He sat down on the ground, cleared his mind, and according to the first light diagram of the "Ba Huang Lu Xian Jue" recorded mantra, began to guide the hot flow into the meridians, circulating in a fixed route.

  This hot current was initially unruly and refused to flow according to Zhao Rui's intentions, so Zhao Rui used all his skills to suppress its chaotic momentum and force it to circulate in the meridians.

  This hot flow shrinks a little, becomes more docile every time it circulates for a week, and the true energy in Zhao Ruidan's field grows stronger. Moreover, its effect penetrates into muscles and bones, strengthening and transforming them, making muscles more explosive and bones stronger.

  After circulating in the body for thirty-six weeks, this hot flow finally disappeared thoroughly. The true energy in Zhao Ruidan's field, however, increased greatly, and he even had a faint feeling of swelling.

  "Ah, comfortable."

  Zhao Rui let out a satisfied breath, stood up, stretched his limbs, and felt that his whole body was full of vitality. The two ginseng had increased his true energy, which was equivalent to his hard work for a long time.

  However, eating it raw like Zhao Rui is actually a bit wasteful for such a treasure, as only a part of it can be absorbed by eating it raw. If it were used to refine elixirs, the effect would be much better than eating it raw.

  However, going back to what was said earlier, there are still a large number of them inside his Qian Kun ring. Even if he wasted one or two, it wouldn't be a big deal.

  Zhao Rui returned to the center of the graveyard's Xian technique formation, then poured his true energy into it. The Xian technique formation lit up with a dazzling white light, forcing him to close his eyes.

  After a while, the white light faded away, and Zhao Rui had already left the Xianmo Cemetery.

  When Zhao Rui opened his eyes, he found himself standing on the small hill where he had started. Everything around him was as before, and if it weren't for the exquisite ancient ring on his finger, it would be easy to think that his previous experience was just a dream.

  Zhao Rui was slightly surprised at this moment, he originally thought that he would be transported to the unknown wilderness like the first time he came out of the cemetery, and then ran all the way to the small county town to take a bus, after making a big circle, and finally returned to Dong'an City.

  I didn't expect to enter from there and come out from there too!

  After a moment's thought, he felt that perhaps it was because the entrance plaque had a positioning function, and at the same time, it also had some kind of mysterious connection with the immortal magic arrays in the Xianmo Cemetery.

  Whatever the principle is, it's just less trouble for him anyway.

  It was already late at night, Zhao Rui looked at his watch and it was already around 3 or 4 in the morning. It wasn't very convenient to go back to school at this time, so he simply went home to rest and didn't go to school until the next day.

  There is only one class in the morning, which is Management Science, and it's held in Lecture Hall No. 3.

  Zhao Ruiji arrived a little late and in order to avoid affecting the classroom atmosphere, as well as not wanting to become the focus of attention, he quietly slipped in through the back door.

  There are many empty seats in the classroom. One reason is that the tiered classroom is relatively large and has more seats, and another reason is that there are not a few students who skipped class.

  Luo Cheng and the other two were all there, sitting in the last row. Apart from that, he also saw a very familiar figure - Sun Xiaolan.

  "Xiao Lan jie, how did you come?"

  Zhao Rui walked over and sat down beside her, asking at the same time.

  "We didn't have class this morning, and it's been a long time since I've seen you, so I came to take a look. As a result, as soon as I arrived, I found out that you were late for class and not taking your studies seriously at all."

  Zhao Rui smiled and said: "You're nagging so much, I feel like you're more like my mom than my sister."

  "Xiao Rui, you're talking nonsense, I'm not that nagging." Sun Xiaolan scolded and lightly kicked him under the table.

  "Hey, pay attention, it's class time now, no flirting allowed." Luo Cheng raised an eyebrow and made a face on the side, while Han Xing and Zhou Wei also had mischievous grins.

  "Die, fatty, nonsense, clean up after class." Zhao Rui crumpled a piece of paper and threw it at him.

  "Alright, alright, stop it, the teacher is watching!"

  Sun Xiaolan saw the teacher casting a glance this way and hastily whispered a reminder. The four immediately stopped fooling around, sat up straight, and began to listen attentively to the lesson. Sun Xiaolan started looking at the materials she had brought with her.

  To be honest, teaching is also a very profound subject. Some teachers can make an extremely boring course fascinating, but some teachers' lectures are like lullabies that make people feel dull and sleepy. It's clear that the one who teaches management belongs to the latter.

  Twenty minutes into the lesson, at least half of the people were lying on their desks, and the rest were also struggling to stay awake.

  Zhao Rui had always been somewhat skeptical, and at this level, he didn't know how he managed to become an associate professor.