The next day, Hong Qiantu came to Ji Mo's yard early with his arms bare and carrying a large bundle of thorns.
Without saying a word, he knelt down and knelt on the ground.
This was Xuan Ao's advice last night.
Xuan Ao said that Ji Mo was actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside, with a very good heart. As long as he sincerely admitted his mistake, he would definitely be forgiven.
Just like the three of them originally came here to murder Ji Mo.
As a result, instead of blaming Ji Mo, he complained with virtue and granted great blessings.
So, this drama of asking for forgiveness took place.
In order to prove his sincerity, Hong Qiantu sealed his spiritual power and turned back into an ordinary person. His back was cut bloody by thorns.
A shabby old man with gray hair, naked and holding a thorn on his back to plead guilty. Who can be moved by this scene and have a soft heart?
"Stop kneeling and let's go."
Tianpeng walked out slowly, taking steps like he didn't recognize his relatives.
"I'm here to admit my mistake and apologize to Mr. Ji. If Mr. Ji doesn't forgive me for one day, I won't be able to kneel down."
Hong Qiantu said categorically, his attitude extremely firm.
This time I risked my life and got Ji Mo's forgiveness no matter what.
Then try to find a way to ease the relationship with Ji Mo, and maybe you can get the same treatment as Fan Jingxing and others.
These three people took elixirs and drank spiritual fluids every day, and their lives were so nourishing that Hong Qiantu was jealous to death.
"Can't you kneel down for a long time? What a man!"
Tianpeng gave him a thumbs up, especially when he saw the blood flowing out of Hong Qiantu's back, he felt very impressed. He was a ruthless person.
"But you chose the wrong time. The master left early in the morning and won't be back for ten days and a half."
Tianpeng said calmly.
It was obvious that the owner was unwilling to forgive Hong Qiantu, so he went out to avoid seeing him.
Humph, if I had known what happened today, why would I do it in the first place? People like Hong Qiantu who act according to the prevailing circumstances should not be forgiven.
"Ah, Mr. Ji is out!"
Hong Qiantu was dumbfounded.
Then should I still kneel down?
If you don't kneel down, it doesn't seem sincere. If you admit your mistake in the future, you'll probably be in trouble.
If he knelt down, who knew when Ji Mo would come back? If it really took ten days and a half, he would probably bleed out and die.
In order to appear miserable enough, the wound on his back was deliberately made very serious, and after special treatment, the wound would not heal and blood would continue to flow out.
"This must be a test given to me by Mr. Ji."
Hong Qiantu was heartbroken and gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
If you are reluctant to give up your child, you can't trap the wolf. As long as you can get Ji Mo's forgiveness, you will make a lot of money.
And all of this is certainly not Ji Mo's test.
Ji Mo did not go out to avoid Hong Qiantu, but really had something to do and went to the Tongtian Mountains.
He carried a basket on his back and a woodcutter on his waist, humming a tune and walking towards the depths of the mountains.
"Doctor Ji, just stay on the outside, but don't go deep into the mountains."
On the way, I met an old hunter who kindly reminded Ji Mo.
Recently, for unknown reasons, there has been a wave of beasts in the Tongtian Mountains, which has killed and injured many mountain people, and the hunters only dare to move around the outside of the mountains.
"Thank you, uncle. I'll pick some wild camellia and come back. Everything will be fine."
Ji Mo thanked the old Orion but didn't pay much attention.
He often goes in and out of the Tongtian Mountains and has never encountered any big dangers. Even if he encounters some wild animals, they are just game meat that comes to his door.
After Ji Mo left, the old Orion scratched his head, looking thoughtful.
There are no wild camellias in the mountains at all?
No, it seems that passed down from generation to generation, there is a fairy tea tree growing deep in the Tongtian Mountains.
But it's just a legend, no one has ever seen it.
Is Doctor Ji going to pick fairy tea?
"Hey, Doctor Ji, come back. Immortal tea is just a legend, but don't take it seriously. It will cost you your life."
The old hunter shouted in a hurry, but the mountains were deep and the forests were dense, and Ji Mo was far away, so he couldn't hear him.
It's over, I'm afraid Doctor Ji will never come back.
The old Orion sighed and could only pray in his heart, hoping that the lucky man would have his own destiny.
In the gap between a huge boulder, a plant with nine flowers and nine leaves swayed its head.
"The Tongtian Mountain Range has been unstable recently, so I have to hide it. In this world, people's hearts are not as old as they used to be. Everyone is greedy for my body, but I can't be discovered by those greedy people."
This is an old wild ginseng. You can’t tell how old it is. The rhizome under the soil has completely grown into a human shape, with sound limbs and even facial features, like a little baby.
It looked around and determined that this place was secret enough and should be very safe.
It is covered by huge rocks, and it can hide its body, so there is almost no need to worry about being discovered.
"Hey, a small ginseng. It's a little too small. It should be good for making soup."
Just when Ginseng thought he was safe, a voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time, the sound of footsteps approaching from far away gradually became clearer.
"Oh, little wild ginseng, it's definitely not me. I have lived for nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years, and I am truly the number one old ginseng king in the world."
The Ginseng King patted his chest with the leaves in a humane manner and sighed softly.
Ji Mo walked to the boulder and stared at the small ginseng plant in the gap between the stone. He rolled up his sleeves and reached in directly.
Yes, Ji Mo discovered this ginseng.
Not even the invisible magical power of the Nine Transformations Celestial Silkworm can confuse him, let alone a ginseng plant.
Even if this is an old ginseng plant that is nearly ten thousand years old.
Under the horrified gaze of the Ginseng King, Ji Mo grabbed the leaves on his head.
"How could a mortal see me hiding here?"
Although the Ginseng King was a little panicked, he was not afraid. After practicing for so many years, he was still afraid that a mere mortal would fail.
An ant-like existence can be killed with just one slap.
But once you kill, you will be tainted with cause and effect.
Therefore, the Ginseng King did not have any murderous intention, he just wanted to scare the opponent away.
It was about to leak a trace of its energy to scare Ji Mo away, but found that he was so weak that he couldn't move it even with all his strength.
Ji Mo's palm seemed to possess incredible power, imprisoning his entire body's cultivation.
Impossible, he is just a mortal.
The Ginseng King was finally afraid. Without his cultivation, he was no different from a carrot and could only be slaughtered by others.
The next second, most of it was pulled up on the spot.
If Ji Mo hadn't been worried about breaking the rhizome, he would have just dug it out.
"I understand. This person pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger. He pretended to be a mortal to get close to me and hit me with one hit. He was so insidious! Damn it, why was I so careless and didn't dodge."
The Ginseng King felt extremely regretful and felt that his ten thousand years of life had been in vain.
They say that caution makes a thousand-year-old ship. You know that human beings are the most insidious and cunning, so how could you be so careless?
Ji Mo pulled out a few more times, and the Ginseng King fought hard for his life. All the roots were firmly attached to the boulder, and the two sides were immediately in a stalemate.
Ji Mo let go of his hand and took out a small shovel from his backpack, intending to dig out the soil and get the ginseng.
"Legendary magic weapon, this guy really pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger."
The ginseng king was so frightened that if the shovel came down, there would be no way for it to survive.
Without saying a word, it crawled out of the mud, spread its short legs, and ran as fast as it could.
Ji Mo felt his eyes were dazzled, and the ginseng in front of him instantly disappeared.
"Damn it, the ancients honestly didn't deceive me, ginseng really knows how to run away."