Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1700 Yuangu is Ripe! (seeking subscription)
Outside the col.

The head of the Jiang family and others waited quietly, with Emperor Minglun present, they did not listen to the conversation of the three with immortal will.

But even the few supreme beings were a little inexplicably anxious at this moment, because it had already passed overnight, couldn't even Emperor Minglun persuade that one to accept the Emperor Dao Dan?
Time is really running out, because the spread of the poisonous herb is faster than expected, the Jiang family has many masters of refining medicine, after several observations, Gu Shen's cultivation is almost exhausted, maybe a month at the earliest , it will completely corrode the three souls and seven souls, which is irreversible, even if the time taboo is used to reverse the years, it cannot be added to the great poison of the herbs.

Gushen's hundred herbs poison has reached a level comparable to that of Shennong in the past dynasties, but he does not have the cultivation base of Shennong in the past dynasties to participate in good fortune, and he can live to be more than nine thousand years old. The comprehension of the scriptures is not unrelated, it is already commendable.

And Gu Shen watched Minglun Great Emperor grow up step by step, especially his uncle, the relationship between the two has been close since childhood, and Gu Shen lived to be more than nine thousand years old, and there are not many relatives who are close to him for one or two generations However, if Emperor Minglun couldn't persuade him, it would be hard for everyone to imagine, who could make Gushen voluntarily submit to the emperor's great elixir.

Out!
Su Er, the head of the Jiang family, the eyes of the famous Yan Wang under the starry sky lit up, and everyone looked at him, and saw Emperor Minglun striding out from the mountain with a serious face, followed by With his hands behind his back, the Gushen strutting with his head held high, and the young Suotian Sage King walking at the end.

Emperor Minglun seemed to be taking big strides, but he was not walking very fast. Gu Shen walked behind without missing a step, and at the same time cast a sideways glance at King Yan's people from the corner of his eyes, hummed softly, and turned his head away.

The head of the Jiang family￥%@! ...

Who can tell him what happened in Yuangu Field? As the supreme king, who dares to look at him like this on weekdays? A saint must be respectful, that is, God of Valley. rise.

The most frightening one was King Jiang Yuanzhun. He could clearly see that Emperor Minglun stared at him with a gloomy face. The eyes clearly said, I didn't mean that I won't invite you, you can go with someone else, it's all right now, it's all on my mind, you can say a few words for me anyway...

King Yan turned his head away.

King Jiang Yuanzhun￥%...&#
After a while, seeing the backs of Gu Shen and his party disappearing, everyone's expressions became heavy. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like Cheng Xing. Emperor Minglun is obviously not in a high mood, only Gu Shen looks old. Dawei looked like he had encountered some happy event.

"This... what should I do!"

The king of the Jiang family took a deep breath, and they worked hard, even at the expense of disturbing the supreme inheritance of all parties, to find this rare Divine Phoenix Grass and refine it into this Imperial Dao Pill, but they did not find it. Unexpectedly, Gu Shen was unwilling to take the medicine, so he became stubborn, and even the kings couldn't pull him back.

Looking at it now, even if it is the Great Emperor, it is not possible to really alarm that one...

Seeming to see through everyone's thoughts, the patriarch Jiang Yan, who was dressed in a green silk robe, sighed, and said, "Even Emperor Minglun can't persuade him. Although that person has the grace of preaching, if he insists, Gu Shen will probably not agree. Not to mention, do you think that the one who knows this and will be rejected is that one or me."

From the land of Yuangu to the Purple Bamboo Forest of Minglun Great Emperor, it is only a hundred miles away, even in terms of sacredness, it is within breathing distance, but Su Qinian and his party of three walked from the rising sun to the rising moon.

Even so, the moment Gu Shen finally climbed the cliff, he was still out of breath, unable to speak a word, just panting there, his throat hoarse, as if blocked by something, and finally couldn't help it, with a puff, Spit out a mouthful of colorful blood.

Gu Shen's aura became more and more sluggish, but those eyes became clearer and clearer, as if all the plants and trees in the world could not escape his eyes, Su Qinian couldn't help but raised a hand and aimed at Gu Shen. God, the continuous and soft congenital pure yang breath overflowed silently, along Gushen's already riddled body, entered the limbs and bones, to soothe the blood that was about to dry up, the innate qi surged, hoping to stimulate Kind of alive.

"Don't bother, it's enough, I've recovered." Gu Shen took a deep breath to calm down, then looked Su Qinian up and down, and said regretfully, "Little brother, with your innate spirit, you don't do exercises. Pharmacist, what a pity."

"If the God of Gu is willing to teach, Su Qinian will come to ask for help every year from then on. The way of herbs, trees, medicine and stones is broad and profound, as long as the God of Gu does not despise my stupidity." Su Qinian looked at the old man and said seriously.

After waving his hands, Gu Shen turned his head away, ignored him, and nuzzled at Emperor Minglun, saying, "Don't dawdle, be quick, let me, the master, reunite with them quickly."

The corner of Emperor Minglun's mouth twitched slightly, but in the end he got into the purple bamboo forest without saying a word, and when he came to an open space covered with purple bamboo leaves, he waved his sleeves.

Rumble!
There was a hole in the dusty cellar, and the bamboo leaves collapsed, revealing a deep hole that reached to the mountainside. A rich and strong aroma of the blood spring surged out the moment the cellar was opened.

The old man couldn't help but took a deep breath and sighed: "Strong but not dry, full-bodied but not flashy, mellow but not gorgeous, they are all blood springs that have been at least a thousand years old. I really want to thank you, boy. By the way, I also want to thank you." Aunt, if it were your uncle and me, I'm afraid these treasures will be consumed over the years, how can we still have fun when we are old, and we can drink to our hearts content."

Emperor Minglun's face darkened: "You should take it away quickly."

"Then you're welcome."

Gu Shen rubbed his hands, smiled, and at the same time took out a shiny silver animal skin bag from his bosom, catted his body, and walked down the cellar.

Emperor Minglun and Su Qinian didn't follow, and left all the rich fragrance in the cellar to Gu Shen alone. Emperor Minglun's expression also returned to normal, he just sighed lightly, and said: "That's all."

Su Qinian felt a little heavy in his heart. Gu Shen responded to his temptation just now with a silent refusal. Even to move the blood spring, he needed to use foreign objects, because his cultivation base was exhausted, and the holy world also withered. All that's left is a weak will, which maintains the basic activities of the physical body.

Half an hour later, Gu Shen came out of the cellar, took a deep breath contentedly, waved his hand and said, "Come on, the emperor will give me a ride, the old man doesn't want to walk back to Yuangu."

What else can I say?As soon as Emperor Minglun thought about it, a jasper-like path of light extended from the feet of Gushen, like a sky bridge, directly reaching Yuangu, a mountain a hundred miles away.

"There's no need to send it away. The old man has hands and feet. He returned with a full load and is satisfied."

Gu Shen turned his back to Su Qinian and the two, waved his hands again, stepped on the light path, and went away in an instant, and another voice came from a distance: "By the way, I think your cans of Ten Thousand Years Blood Spring are a bit dirty, If there is dust, I will help you take it back and wash it."

Emperor Minglun's eyes froze, and he almost couldn't help turning the light path, but then he laughed out loud, and the laughter became louder and louder, echoing in the mountains, and gradually enveloped the entire Shennong Mountain.

A hundred miles away, in front of the col.

Gushen returned, but did not see the patriarch Jiang Yan and others, only a few sporadic saints were still staying here, but they did not bother. Laughter, also with a hoarse voice, curled his lips and said: "My heart hurts and I have to pretend to be strong!"

In front of the col, several saints looked at each other and looked up at the sky tacitly.

But on this day, in the Yuangu field, the fragrance of the thousand-year-old blood spring soared into the sky and permeated thousands of miles, causing countless members of the Jiang family to swallow their saliva wildly.

Under the moonlight, several saints could clearly see that in the Yuangu land, the old blood spring jars, with the style of at least a thousand years ago, piled up into a small mountain, and the valley god was in this mountain.

The golden Yuangu, swaying gently under the moonlight, full of grain ears, like a string of golden beads, a breeze blows, rustling, accompanied by the gurgling Lingquan, passing through the Yuangu land with criss-crossing paths, becoming A piece of dense spiritual mist rises, accompanied by the fragrance of Yuangu, drifting into the distance silently.

This crop of Yuangu is ripe.

At the same time, the fragrance of Gu also passed through the gaps in the stone jars and floated into the mountains.

There was hearty laughter, no longer hoarse, loud and powerful, and the mountain-like blood fountain slowly collapsed amidst the roar. (About Gushen, Shibu followed his heart to write. Although he wanted to make up for his regrets, Shibu felt that this kind of Gushen is the real Gushen. We will pass on his meaning, uphold his heart, and make his spirit last forever. It is the greatest comfort to his old man.)
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