The Lone Walker

"Bodhisattva, if I cripple Fahai, you can't blame me..." Chen Fan muttered to himself after hearing the message from Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Looking at Bai Suzhen who was still sitting cross-legged, he did not disturb her and turned away directly...

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Three hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. During these years, Chen Fan traveled to many places, including Half a Path, the Demonic Path, and the Heaven Realm. Due to his profound cultivation, everyone respected him wherever he went. It was very pleasant to sit and discuss Taoism with them.

That day, he walked to a dense forest in the human world. Thinking that he had not eaten for many days, he took out the fresh steak and red wine from the storage space and feasted on them.

Suddenly he felt someone patting his shoulder. He turned around and saw nothing unusual, so Chen Fan didn't take it seriously. But when he looked down, the food in front of him was gone.

Although he is already in the middle stage of True Immortal, he still retains some behaviors of ordinary people. In addition, he learned from Guanyin Bodhisattva that in this world, if no quasi-saints appear, the strongest is only in the late stage of True Immortal. Even if he is unlucky enough to meet him, Chen Fan is confident that he can win the battle with the unfathomable Human Emperor Art.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, he would walk around the world like an ordinary person, experiencing the world's fireworks, but he never expected to encounter such a thing...

His spiritual sense instantly radiated to the surrounding area within a radius of one hundred miles. He saw an old man with white hair and a youthful face running wildly with a bottle of red wine in his hand. He looked back from time to time. This funny scene made Chen Fan feel a little amused.

"Haha, I, the old ginseng spirit, am in for a treat today. I actually got to enjoy such delicious food..." The old ginseng spirit said with a smile while running.

Soon, they had run into the depths of the dense forest. There was a thatched hut surrounded by mountains and water. Judging from the scene, this must be the residence of the old ginseng spirit.

"Hey, little ginseng spirit, grandpa is back and has brought you some good things?" The old ginseng spirit shouted loudly before he arrived.

At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the ground, and a small braid suddenly emerged from the soil. After a while, a chubby white child emerged from the soil.

"Oh, I've told you so many times, don't run around if you have nothing to do. If you run into a bad guy, he will definitely eat you up without leaving any residue..."

"Don't worry, Grandpa. I'm very smart. No one can catch me..."

“Hmph, I think you’d better cut your braids to avoid being caught by others. By then, no matter how great your magical powers are, you will not be able to escape death…” The old ginseng spirit said to his grandson earnestly. This was the experience he had gained over the past two hundred years.

Upon hearing this, the Immortal Ginseng Spirit was a little impatient. He rolled his eyes, ran to the old man's ginseng spirit, held his hand and shook it, saying, "Grandpa, you said you brought me something good, what is it? Take it out and let me see it?"

The old ginseng spirit was questioned and was speechless for a moment. He then took out a piece of delicious steak and a bottle of freshly opened red wine and handed them to the young ginseng spirit, and said in a slightly exaggerated tone:

"Haha, grandson, you don't know, just now when I was at the critical moment of my practice, a fragrant aroma came to my face, which made me upset and difficult to concentrate. I smelled the aroma and saw a rich young man having a meal. The vessels containing wine were the only ones I had ever seen in my life, so..."

"Oh? So it was you, grandpa, who stole it..." The little ginseng spirit said with a smile when he heard it.

"Bah, your grandfather is such a great man, how could I do such a sneaky business? Think about it, in such a deep forest, there are few people. If he, a rich boy, is attracted by the food and is attracted by wolves and tigers, he will definitely die. I, your grandfather, saved him..."

The old ginseng spirit raised his head and said complacently, not noticing that the bottle of red wine in his hand had disappeared. When he came to his senses, he was immediately shocked and said:

"Hey...you little bastard, leave some for me..."

It turned out that the red wine had been secretly taken away by the little ginseng spirit, who was drinking happily not far away. When the old ginseng spirit snatched the bottle, he found that the full bottle of red wine had already been drunk by his grandson. He glanced at the little ginseng spirit not far away, and saw that his face was red and he was about to fall down...

As soon as the little ginseng spirit blew a bottle of wine, he suddenly felt dizzy, as if he was in the clouds and flew away from the ground...

However, the old ginseng spirit's face changed drastically at this time, as if facing a great enemy. He saw the young man, whom he had just regarded as a rich kid, grabbing his grandson's braid and pulling him up, with a smile on his face.

"My lord, it's a misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding. You don't know that my grandson's parents died early, and he hasn't eaten for three days with me. That's why I did this. Look at him, he's only a teenager, but he's the same size as a three or four-year-old child. He doesn't have the last meal to eat. It's also because of my weak body. I'm afraid he won't live long. I hope you can have pity on us, grandfather and grandson, and let us go..."

The old ginseng spirit is indeed a veteran. Seeing Chen Fan chasing after him and still holding the little ginseng spirit's braid, he came up with a plan and played a pitiful role. It was really heartbreaking and made anyone who heard it cry...

"Hmph, you daring monster, you actually dare to make trouble for Tai Sui. I can tell at a glance that you are not human, monster, I want you to show your true colors..."

At this time, Chen Fan looked at the crying old ginseng spirit and suddenly shouted loudly, releasing a strong pressure from his body, which directly pushed the old ginseng spirit back dozens of meters.

This time, the old ginseng spirit was completely dumbfounded. If his grandson had not been in the hands of the other party, he would have escaped long ago, but at this moment, he could not do so.

Then he immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Please spare my life, Immortal, please spare my life. I did not intend to deceive you. As long as you are willing to let my grandson go, I am willing to be killed and let you do whatever you want..."

"Grandpa, Grandpa, run away and leave me alone."

At this time, the little ginseng spirit also woke up, but his vital point was grabbed by Chen Fan, so he could not use any strength and could only shout loudly.

Hearing the cry of the little ginseng spirit, the old ginseng spirit couldn't bear it even more. He had decided to exchange one life for another. After all, it was he who caused the trouble, and he should bear the consequences.

"Wow, tsk tsk tsk, what a great fortune. Do you think this ginseng should be steamed, braised, or just eaten raw?" Chen Fan said with a smile in his eyes, looking at the crying little ginseng spirit in his hands with a greedy face.

When the little ginseng spirit heard this, the scene of himself being eaten automatically emerged in his mind, and he fainted out of fright...

"My lord, this kid has only practiced for a few decades. How can he compare to me who has been practicing for two hundred years. If you want to eat me, then eat me. And please let my grandson go..." At this time, the old ginseng spirit was pale as hell, so he continued to talk to Chen Fan.

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