Master of the Fountain of Youth: Longevity from Taoist

Chapter 22 The Transformation of Soul and Triple Burner Appearance

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this year.

Xu Dao is 87 years old, with gray hair all over his head, and he is getting old.

After the tour, he spent several months adding details and annotations, and the moment when the map of the mountains and rivers of the Zulong Dynasty was in the palm of his hand.

Xu Dao suddenly sensed it, and for a moment he felt that his spirit was constantly rising and expanding.

The power of the soul, which was far beyond the same realm, had undergone a transformation.

It seems to be beyond the realm of mortals.

With the help of the powerful spirit power, he instantly locates the location of the triple burner, which is actually three inches behind the head.

On the top of the nameless mountain, Xu Dao laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, my way is done!!!"

After being overjoyed, he put the map in his arms, and Xu Dao made a step of ten feet, and the strength of one hundred thousand jun was enough for him to become a superman on land.

Kneading ironware into twists is even easier.

The speed of the process is far beyond that of ordinary people, and then affixed with the magic talisman, he travels thousands of miles a day, and in just a few days, he returns to Qingmu Mansion and Cangjiang City after a long absence!

After 25 years, this place is still the same.

Except for the further aging of the city wall and a lot of moss, it seems that there is no change from when he first came.

By the Cang River.

almond hall.

Ah Shou, who also became a young man in his sixties, rubbed his eyes. The white-haired old man standing in front of the hall had a fairy-like face and a familiar face.

After being stunned for a few breaths, he burst into tears.

"Master! You are back..."

"I miss you so much."

This little old man knelt in front of Xu Dao, which made him feel uncomfortable. This is how he is when he is old and young. As a master, he has received a great gift from his apprentice.

"Ah Shou, it's a joke for such an old man to still cry."

"The apprentice doesn't care."

After hugging him again, Ah Shou stood up and introduced Xing Ren Tang, who had changed greatly, to Xu Dao.

"Master, after you left, you handed over the medicine hall to me, and many things happened."

"Oh?"

Xu Dao went to the warehouse. Back then, he told Ah Chowduo to collect medicinal materials and keep them properly just for today, so he naturally went to have a look.

"After you left, Ah Fu's wife was very dissatisfied with you leaving the medicine hall to me to take care of it. She once came to the medicine hall to make trouble and wanted to get a share of it."

"Ah Fu acquiesced?"

"He didn't come, and he didn't stop."

Xu Dao was silent, while Ah Shou continued.

"No matter how this matter is divided, I can not give any money, after all, he has just left the master's sect."

"Remembering the old relationship, I still gave them 200 taels."

"A few years ago, the Cangjiang Lin family invited us to see a doctor and offered us a sky-high price of one hundred taels of gold. I listened to your admonition to avoid dealing with those practitioners, so I refused."

"Ah Fu went away because of his mother-in-law's bedside wind."

"It turned out that within two days, when he came out of Lin's mansion, he had turned into a white bone. The poisonous gas was so powerful that it could corrode human flesh and blood..."

"Sadly."

"Ugh……"

Xu Dao also sighed, the impermanence of the world is like this, mortal life is worthless, you never know who will come first when opportunities or dangers come.

"After Ah Fu died, his mother-in-law remarried and went to Zichuan Mansion. She has never seen my nephew so far. She is really a poisonous woman."

"The past is in the past, how is the matter I told you going?"

"I would like to follow the master's instruction. The warehouses of the medicine hall are used by me to diagnose and treat patients on a daily basis. There are also three warehouses in the city, all of which are medicinal materials I have collected over the years."

"Each plant is nearly 20 years old, and there are more than 50 plants. There are 13 plants that are [-] years old, and there is also a hundred-year-old medicine."

"good."

Xu Dao looked around the storeroom, but Ah Shou had collected too little. After all, ordinary doctors hired ordinary people to collect herbs.

Drugs are difficult to obtain in some dangerous places.

These alone can't meet the needs of refining Yujing medicine. It seems that we can only go to the medicine field that was arranged in the past. After all, Xu Dao has devoted a lot of effort.

It hasn't been there for 25 years, so I don't know if Daqingniu can keep it.

Or self-stealing is not out of the question.

From the moment it was planted, it was originally a 20-year-old medicine, and it experienced decades of Xu Daoyi's accelerated growth of life vitality, and then decades of barbaric growth.

Let alone a hundred years of drug use.

It is not surprising that it has transformed into a panacea.

The genus of elixir is not distinguished by age. It is possible that a wild drug that is one or two years old is a elixir, or it may be a common drug that has grown for a hundred years.

The key to the distinction is the aura it contains.

When Xu Dao left back then, the life energy contained in the fountain of youth made them half-step living. If they were lucky, they would be able to transform successfully.

Spiritual medicines are divided into grades, which are the same as the classification of elixir.

The big medicine is equivalent to the top grade of the elixir, which can continue to grow regardless of the type. The higher the age, the more powerful the medicine will be.

For example, when a elixir grows to a certain age, it will naturally wither and produce more elixir of the same kind. This is the limit and the basis for their division into different levels.

The great medicine is the only one, maybe the vastness of the world, different regions have the same kind of great medicine growing, but they will not multiply and sow, but continue to grow.

The higher the year, the stronger the potency.

Most of the medicines supplied to Minggan monks to break through the realm are century-old medicines. Even monks with higher realms still need big medicines. If the medicines are not strong enough to grow at home, they are also very fragrant.

Sooner or later, it can be used, and if one's own life is not enough, it can be passed on to future generations.

A large part of the reason why the great medicine of the Zulong Dynasty is rare is that it was collected by the Jixia Academy. It has a profound heritage, and it also has the supernatural powers and secrets passed down from the Qingxu Palace.

It is rumored that there are more than a hundred people walking in the academy, everyone is like a dragon, and everyone is practicing Qi.

This power alone can suppress the Zulong Dynasty and the sects of the world.

"There is a long way to go..."

Sighing, Xu Dao had gone deep into the mountains and forests near the Cangjiang River in a blink of an eye.

Over dozens of mountains, finally arrived at the destination.

Here is a basin surrounded by mountains, with a small lake in the center, where the medicine field developed by Xu Dao is hidden.

——Papa~
"Lao Niu, come out to pick up the guests!"

Crashing, Xu Dao's voice spread for ten miles, and a blue-black bull's head also appeared in the lake. The two horns of the bull were shining with a faint silver light, and there was a cocked beak in its mouth.

He swallowed it whole, and hurried to the shore to respond.

"Moo! Moo!"

Russian hectares.

The ground roared, and a two-meter-tall giant green bull came running from a distance, with obvious emotions in the bull's eyes.

"It's really become a demon, no...it's Yunling."

Xu Dao spread his hands against the old cow's horns, and with a slight flip, it fell into the mud.

Qingniu couldn't help but rolled his eyes, turned his head to the side, and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"so smart."

There are no demons in the Zulong Dynasty, and Xu Dao is not clear about the specific reason. Ghosts and zombies make troubles from time to time, but there are really no demons.

The monster race comes from the spirit of all things in the world, and there are all kinds of strange things.

The birth of wisdom and a different physical appearance from the same race means that it has reached the stage of spiritual accumulation, which is similar to that of a monk in the human race.

If you can refine the bones and spit out human words, you will be a "true demon".

Comparable to a Qi Lianxian master.

The monster subdued by the monks no longer eats hair and drinks blood, so they are called spirit beasts.

(End of this chapter)