Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Chapter 209 Provide Blood

The little princess followed him silently, watching Wan Xingchen eat raw roadside medicinal plants with lower potency to satisfy his hunger because he was not full.

Watching him struggling to avoid the mighty beast, he crawled motionless and waited for the weak little animal to bump into him.

From her point of view, how innocent is his motionless crawling, the real strong can smell his existence just by breathing.

On the Yaowang Mountain, monsters and plants that have become spirits can be seen everywhere, and any one of them will die with just a wave of his hand.

The little princess wondered how he got that rabbit!
Wan Xingchen couldn't wait for the small animal for two days in a row, and Wan Xingchen was so anxious that he rushed to the deep mountain regardless of the danger.

He is only 13 years old, and his cultivation is only two gods, but he is better than ordinary people.

The little princess knew that there was no Wan Xingchen among the soldiers who escorted her. Presumably, General Wan really couldn't bear the tragic death of his son, so he brought him here.

During the escape, Wan Xingchen ate and lived with all the dead soldiers, and never received any preferential treatment from General Wan.

Just because you are a minister, do you put the Lord first in everything?
Even if it is your own child, you can disregard your own life!
So, as the Lord, is it the responsibility to create a pure land for them so that we can be worthy of our loyalty to them? !
The little princess couldn't help feeling sad.

So, why do so many lives just disappear?

How could her father, queen and queen die unjustly? !
If she returned to the God Realm, entangled in the chaos of war, and regained the imperial power, regardless of whether her ability was sufficient, but only caused wars for no reason, how many innocent people would be killed or injured?
How will she be different from King Xuan then?

What should she do? !

The little princess led the two rabbits behind Wan Xingchen.

Seeing Wan Xingchen happily catching the rabbit, he went to pick the wild fruit before returning home.

Wan Xingchen roasted the rabbit, and before he had a bite, the old voice said again: "Wan Xingchen, take the blood and come to the Palace of the Medicine King."

Wan Xingchen got up silently, "Shuang'er, stay at home obediently, don't go out, there are wild fruits today, you should eat more, they are very sweet."

The little princess nodded silently, left in front of Wan Xingchen, and followed without haste.

On Yaowang Mountain, there are magnificent palaces rolling up and down from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, a sword-like rock supported the most magnificent palace.

That is the Palace of Medicine King.

Wan Xingchen came out shortly after entering. The little princess watched Wan Xingchen staggering out three steps at a time, dragging the bleeding wound on his palm, and finally opened a door and fell in, unconscious in a blink of an eye.

As the little princess approached, Wan Xingchen's face was pale and his energy was exhausted.

After stopping Wan Xingchen's bleeding, the little princess got up and went to the gate of the Medicine King Hall.

She knew that the old man inside who could blow Jieyun away with a bamboo basket was not something she could look at directly.

Standing outside the door, she still said firmly: "The King of Medicine has always wanted Shuang'er's blood. From now on, Shuang'er will be at the mercy of the King of Medicine. It's just about giving us a stable home, and don't make things difficult for brother."

If what he wanted was brother's blood, the medicine king wouldn't ask him to take blood every time he went back!

After five days and five nights, the old voice came: "Come in."

The little princess opened the door and walked in.

The huge palace, like all the rolling palaces below, has already been dilapidated inside, and there is even a thick layer of dust.

Only the alchemy furnace on the ground in the center of the hall was shining with fresh scorching flames.

The old man with white beard and hair sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, his eyes were tightly closed, and his hands fell on his knees, lifeless.

The little princess has a feeling that this old man is not as strong as he appears on the outside, at least, he must have some old illnesses.

The little princess stood still on the side of the pill furnace, looking at this strong man defensively.

Finally, at dawn, the old man opened his eyes.

The old man spoke, his voice was vicissitudes of life, "Pour your blood into the alchemy furnace."

The little princess followed her words, cut her palm, and brought her hand close to the alchemy furnace.

This alchemy furnace was extremely spiritual, as soon as her hand approached, the blood from the wound was sucked over.

After only taking two puffs, the pill furnace was already satisfied, and the flame inside the pill furnace burned more and more vigorously.

The old man couldn't see his mood and said, "Okay, from today onwards, inject your blood into the pill furnace every half a month."

The little princess looked down at her slowly healing palm, "Don't bother my brother anymore."

"can."

"Is there any taboo on this Yaowang Mountain?"

The old man's voice was lifeless: "Except for the Hall of the King of Medicine, you can enter and exit without a call, and you can come and go from other places at will. If you get any chance, you can keep it as your own."

"However, there are also countless crises here. Entering Wonderland just a little bit is not enough to watch."

The little princess paused and nodded: "Thank you for your advice."

"The mountain on the west side is the Shangshan Peak, where the souls of the felony of the ages are imprisoned. If you accidentally break into it, you will be responsible for the consequences."

"Okay." The little princess nodded.

The old man never opened his eyes, the little princess bowed slightly and withdrew.

The little princess re-entered Wan Xingchen's fainted room, only to find that it was a book library, many books were randomly thrown in the room in a disorderly manner, in a huge palace, there were so many books that there was no place to stay, and the room was full of dust.

The little princess helped Wan Xingchen up.

As soon as she moved, Wan Xingchen woke up, looked at the little princess, his eyes were full of panic: "Why are you here? Didn't my brother say that it's okay not to go out of the room?"

The little princess sat down slowly in front of him, "Brother, listen to me, I had some adventures during the six days when I fell into the river and was unconscious."

The little princess told Wan Xingchen about her comprehension at Zhuxia to cross the catastrophe.

Wan Xingchen's joy was stronger than hers, and his eyes turned red.

"Brother, from now on, I will be responsible for everything, and you will only be responsible for cultivation."

The little princess concealed the matter of donating blood to the drug king.

Since then, Wan Xingchen has returned to the palace where they first stayed at the foot of the mountain, while the little princess has stayed in the library all year round.

At first, the little princess just wanted to know some common sense that she lacked from the books.

However, as the little princess organized the Book Collection Pavilion in depth, she discovered that there is no simple Book Collection Pavilion here, but a treasure house here!
It has been lost to the outside world for a long time, and there are countless fairy recipes and secret techniques that people can't ask for, scattered and piled up here.

Treasure maps of various secret realms where people from the Three Realms of Immortals and Gods are fighting for their heads are shelved everywhere.

Some powerful secret methods of cultivation, attacking techniques, and casting methods abound.

Her grandfather had spent his whole life searching for the cultivation technique of medicinal plants and the supreme alchemy to eat ashes in the corner.

There is also an unheard of, rare poisonous prescription that made her linger on.

In addition, there are also some books about strange people and strange things, famous mountains and rivers in the three realms of immortals and mortals.

In short, good and evil are mixed here, and every book that is brought out to the outside world is something that can cause shocks in all directions and is something that tens of thousands of people compete for!
(End of this chapter)