Shenzhou Medicine Master

Chapter 119 The Ancient Tomb Woman's First Request

"You can go again tomorrow night, I'm sleepy and going to bed."

The two discussed for a while, and Yu Yuan yawned, then lowered his head, and stretched out a pair of horn buns in front of Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao naturally untied the red hair rope that tied her horn bun.

Then Yu Lan climbed onto the couch again with disheveled hair, and got under the quilt inside.

Jiang Yao played the Qingshui formula to wash herself clean, and then lay down on the couch and put on her clothes.In the past few years, he had to take care of Yu Yu at night, and he was always with the little guy at night, so he could only sleep in his clothes.

Babies just sleep fast.As soon as Yu Lan got into bed, he let out a thin sleepy breath.

Ginger medicine is difficult to fall asleep.His heart weighed heavily on two mountains.

One is the ancient woman with ulterior motives.

One is the huge willingness debt of millions of square inches.

No matter who it is, if they are carrying huge debts that must be repaid, and are targeted by a mysterious person who can kill him at any time, life will not be easy.

If these two problems cannot be resolved, he will be finished.

The collection of wish power is not so easy.He promoted governance in the mortal society of his territory, and built many "Jiang Gong Temples" to worship himself and gather his vows.

The willingness to harvest from the territory can be harvested, up to a dozen squares per day.Fortunately, this kind of willingness is a continuous output, not a one-time harvest.

Calculated in this way, the harvest of wish power in the territory is only 30 square inches a year.One Jiazi is only [-] square inches, which is not enough to pay off the debt.

Besides, if you practice the wish power technique, you will also consume your wish power.

Jiang Yao does not doubt that Qi Ling's threat is false intimidation.He was sure that the ancient weapon spirit was not a kind person, and the death of the previous weapon owner should be inseparable from the weapon spirit.

What should we do now?If you throw it away, you will be cursed by the wish power, and if you continue to use it, you will have to repay a huge amount of wish power.

And that ancient strong woman didn't know what to do with herself.

Could it be that he was determined by this person?

Jiang Yao was under a lot of pressure, and he didn't feel sleepy until midnight.

"Why hasn't Jiang Yao come back..." Yu Yan suddenly let out a baby-like dream, turned over, and frowned slightly.

After a while, her raving sounded again, "Let me tell you, Jiang Yao is the one I'm covering... Hmm..."

"When cooking fish, you should... draw a few more knives..."

"Go and inquire about..."

Jiang Yao was amused when he heard it, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Yu Yuan's little head and wake her up from her sleep talking.

But give up after all.

The little thing was talking in his sleep, it could only show that she had a lot of things on her mind, and he should be fine in two days after he came back.

After a while, she started kicking the quilt again.

Jiang Yao could only tuck her in the quilt.

The spring is cold and the night is as cold as water, which is unbearable for children.

……

The next night, after Yu Yuan fell asleep, Jiang Yao left the mansion and went straight to the ancient tomb under the well hundreds of miles away.

He wants to take the initiative to come to apologize.

Coming to the ancient well again, Jiang Yao couldn't help feeling a little emotional.He came here only ten days ago, but tonight "revisiting the old place" seems to have been a long time.

Jiang Yao looked at the well, and found that the well was full of water again, reflecting an ancient moon.

Looking up at the moon, Jiang Yao's thoughts moved, she lowered her head and thought for a moment, then she chanted loudly:
"Changmeng sleeps without knowing the years. How can I ask the heavens about the past? It is difficult for future generations to see the face of the ancients, but they will say that the ancients are like gods. Thousands of years of meritorious deeds are said to be barren and old, and the peerless romance pays for the clouds. Although Fengtai song is lost today, the avenue is still in Fangcun Mountain .”

After reciting, but the lingering sound curled up and the echo was faint, but there was no response from the surroundings.

Jiang Yao recited loudly again:
"Nine-headed Yuan Fei with a green stick, and a young man with a green stick stands beside the well. Looking at the moon beside the well shines on my heart, and my heart enters the village of Qingliang."

However, after the poetry sound died out, there was still no response.Jiang Yao couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Is it because she is not here, or does she disdain to see me as an ant?

While Jiang Yao was pacing, he suddenly heard a cold voice, which seemed to come from far away in the sky, and seemed to be heard clearly from the depths of the world:
"What a junior who died young, he has a lot of scheming to be a dead thief. Are you here to ask for death?"

Although the voice was flat, it was like a huge hammer, which suddenly hit Jiang Yao's heart.

Under the horror, Jiang Yao's legs softened, she knelt down with a plop, and prostrated herself on the ground, "Jiang Yao, a serious crime, deserves to be punished! Thanks to the kindness of the former sages who did not kill, the sky is high and the earth is thick, so I come here to apologize and stand by before ordering!"

"Humph."

A gloomy sneer came from the darkness.

Jiang Yao suddenly sweated profusely.

But the voice continued to sound: "It's pretty clever and interesting, come in."

"Yes, yes! Thank you Qianxian for seeing you!" Jiang Yaoru was pardoned.

Then, Jiang Yao hurriedly entered the well, and found the ancient tomb palace in the depths of the Nine Palaces with ease.

Coming to the gate of the tomb, Jiang Yao bowed down again: "Senior, junior has arrived."

There was a hint of a smile in that voice, "Like a sensible person, I really don't want to kill you. Come in and talk."

Jiang Yao stood up, held the ring, and entered the tomb respectfully.

Beside the cold jade coffin, stood the tall female puppet, looking at Jiang Yao indifferently with her emotionless eyes.

Inside the coffin, there was a woman in red, like a red cloud, with a multicolored wreath hanging on her chest, and she was sitting there lazily.

This situation, like a stunning and desolate picture scroll, presented in this dark tomb, appears horrifying, mysterious, strange, gorgeous, full of a suffocating visual impact.

The flawless and pale face of the woman in red was wearing a mysterious and sinister smile at this time. Any man who saw it would not dare to feel ripples in his heart, but would only feel fear in his heart.

How dare you look at ginger medicine?Holding the ring in both hands, he said, "Thank you for your forgiveness, senior. This is senior's property, please take it back."

The ancient woman had no intention of accepting the ring, her ghostly eyes glanced at Jiang Yao, "So what if I give you this ring."

Jiang Yao's body trembled, and she could only bite the bullet and thanked: "The elder dare not resign. Junior, thank senior for the reward. Junior, but if there is something that can be of service, I will do my best, and it is my duty."

The ancient woman nodded slightly, "Junior who died young, you are a little smarter than I imagined. Very good, you have passed the test for the time being."

"Your poems are well written, but your poems that flatter me can't save your life."

Jiang Yao broke into a cold sweat, "Please show me, senior."

The ancient woman said faintly: "If you were not a medicine spirit body, you would have been wiped out. Whether you can survive or not depends on your ability."

"The medicine spirit body was born for the way of medicine and poison. If you don't have the ability to become a ninth-level pharmacist or a ninth-level poison master, then it will be a waste of the blood of the medicine spirit body. It is better to die early."

"I don't need to tell you too much for the time being, and you don't need to know. You have to do the first step first, that is, before the age of 36, you must become a seventh-level pharmacist, a seventh-level poison master. This is the first one of this palace. Require."

Seventh-level pharmacist?Jiang Yao was taken aback, is this an ancient saying?

The ancient woman seemed to see through his mind, condescendingly explained:

"A seventh-level pharmacist is what you call a medicine saint today. Heh, what a joke. I never thought that people in later generations would be so brazen. A seventh-level pharmacist would dare to be called a medicine sage, and a fifth-level and sixth-level pharmacist would dare to be called a medicine god."

"Also with this level of cultivation, you dare to be honored in a mere foundation-building state. Nascent Soul dares to be called a real person, Huashendong Xudujie dares to be called a Martial God, a Martial Immortal, and a Martial Saint. They have fallen to this point."

Ginger Medicine has a lot of questions to ask.But he knew that he must not ask.

The ancient woman continued: "Becoming a seventh-level pharmacist and poison master at the age of 36 is also for your own life."

"The medicine spirit body is too heaven-defying, so it is also a body that responds to catastrophe. There are three catastrophes in one's life. One is nine years old, in danger of losing one's soul. The second is 36, in danger of being poisoned by the altar; the third is 72 years old, in danger of self-immolation. .”

"These three major catastrophes can only be borne by yourself, and others cannot save you. If you cannot become a seventh-level pharmacist and poisoner before 36, even if I don't kill you, you can't save yourself. So this first step, since I am the Your request is also your chance to survive."

Jiang Yao was dumbfounded when she heard this.

There are three major catastrophes in the medicine spirit body?

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　The first update!Crab support!so tired.good afternoon!
　　
　
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