Fantasy Plane Adventure

()Chapter 78 Medicine King

Chen Xuan "talked to himself" for a long time, or he talked about the Sutra of the Beginning for a long time, and finally, under Chen Xuan's one-style printing method, the Sutra of the Beginning closed with a bang, with restrained imperial energy, and could no longer be opened !

Chen Xuan raised his head and looked at the grand Emperor Bell. Now the Wushi Bell has been petrified, and the whole body is made of rocks. It cannot see its original appearance. It hangs high in the sky of Zishan Mountain, covering it like a huge palace.

Chen Xuan looked there, and then sighed leisurely: "It's all wrong..."

In the end, he left this place and headed towards the deepest part of Zishan Mountain. Along the way, he saw many vines and ancient trees, emerald green jade drops, growing among the stone piles.

Under the ancient vines, there were quite a few corpses, dead from the roots of the plants, drained of their source, in a miserable state of death.

Chen Xuan set foot on a small path, and finally approached the most mysterious place in Zishan, where the lights flickered and the fragrance tangled.

The ancient vines and chaotic trees disappeared, and the atmosphere gradually became peaceful. Along the way, there were some Lanzhi fairy grasses, and the fragrance of ancient medicines, as if they had come to the divine land.

In front, a waterfall hangs down, the spring water is bubbling, the spiritual energy is lingering, and the five-color light is shining. This is a divine waterfall.

Just under the waterfall of the gods, there is a large piece of the source of gods, displayed on a platform, blooming with auspicious colors, making this place even more sacred.

Without stopping, he Chenxuan continued to move forward, and a row of crystal coffins suddenly appeared in front of him, each of which was simple, dim in luster, densely packed, and engraved with lines.

In this row of crystal coffins, there is a terrible corpse in each mouth, like a ghost, with withered yellow hair, dark body, withered and ferocious.

Chen Xuan still did not stop and continued to move forward. Slowly, the peaceful atmosphere in front of him became more and more, the Lanzhi dragon grass gradually increased, and many cliff stones were full of purple aura.

Chen Xuan came to the end of the road, and in front of him was a huge Taoist platform. The bottom was covered with dragon grass and orchids, and the chaotic air was lingering on it, falling down one after another, and each strand could crush the heavens of all ages!

This place is extremely special and mysterious, as if it runs through the past, the present and the future, and is connected to all worlds.

The Daotai was majestic and tall, like a big mountain, but also like a big tomb, with mottled rock walls, full of traces of time.

In the crevices of the cliff, one plant after another of the old medicine grows tenaciously, and the refreshing fragrance floats down, penetrating into the bones of the person.

Through the chaotic fog, one can vaguely see some dead plants on the cliff, which have grown for tens of thousands of years, and they can be called the king of medicine.

The seeds they sprinkled have grown up again, making this place rich and fragrant, like a sacred land, almost entering the fairyland.

On the cracks in the foundation stone wall of the Daotai, the King of Medicine plants are growing.

The buds are crystal clear, swaying in ten lights, and have a faint fragrance, which makes people intoxicated at the first glance. They can't help but want to pick them. One plant can last for 400 years. Who will not be tempted!

King of medicine, at least it has to grow for ten thousand years to have this title. The medicine has excellent properties and has the magical effect of bringing the dead back to life.

It is hard to find a king of medicine in the world, it can prolong the life of 400 years, the rarity can be imagined, more than a dozen together, theoretically, it can be compared with an immortal medicine.

However, the king of medicine, manpower is almost impossible to cultivate, it needs to be continuously watered with the spirit of the earth, nourished with dragon energy, and needs to grow for more than ten thousand years.

Apart from other things, who can wait for such a long time?Nearly 10 years long, even the ancient immortal dynasty is only a period longer than this!

On the edge of the Dao platform, an aura of Dao is permeating, like an ancient universe rotating, extremely terrifying, as if reminding people not to cross the thunder pool half a step.

But all of this seems to be nothing to Chen Xuan, his body exudes golden brilliance, and his body is shrouded in mysterious Taoist talismans, advancing step by step.

Right at the foundation, in the crevices of the rock, an old medicinal plant is crystal clear, its petals swaying with five-color divine light, shining a brilliant, intoxicating fragrance that cannot be melted away.

"boom!"

After Chen Xuan approached, a stream of chaos hung down, like a big white waterfall, hitting the light curtain, like a hundred thousand mountains pressing down.

This chaotic waterfall, let alone a mortal, even the Holy Master will turn into dust in the first time, and the words that are crushed will be instantly shattered.

"Buzz!"

The Dao Talismans around Chen Xuan danced lightly, rising up streaks of black light to block the divine waterfall that could destroy the king.

The golden brilliance emanating from Chen Xuan's body flickered, as if opening the golden sanctuary, and the Taoist protection around him came to him, and Chen Xuan gently stretched out his hand to pull out the medicine king from the crack in the stone.

"boom!"

The Dao platform shook violently, as if it had collapsed, and a more terrifying aura of the Dao fell down, as if the sky filled with stars was about to sink.

As soon as Chen Xuan retreated, there was a vast expanse of whiteness, thousands of chaotic waterfalls falling down, incomparably magnificent, submerging the area just now, this scene is shocking.

Chen Xuan picked up the rich and fragrant Yaowang, and the Yaowang shone a hazy light, which looked very magical, but Chen Xuan shook his head: "The medicine is not enough..."

The ancient tomb is tall, with endless chaotic air hanging down, it is difficult to go up, it is difficult for ordinary people to climb up, let alone fly, the void is imprisoned in front of the Taoist platform.

Here is a small world of its own, and the Daotai seems to tower into the nine heavens, majestic and majestic.

Chen Xuan forcibly climbed to the Daotai, walking towards the Daotai step by step.

"boom!"

The Wanzhang Chaos Waterfall suddenly fell, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, and Chaos surged like a thousand troops rushing towards Chenxuan.

What's even more frightening is that the formation pattern of the Great Emperor appeared, imprinted densely in the void, like a spider web, severing the way forward.

Apart from his own body, the ancient great emperor has the strongest weapons and array patterns, which are what future generations want most. Emperor soldiers and emperor patterns are juxtaposed, and if you understand a corner, you can run rampant in the world.

Now, with the Dao pattern of Emperor Wushi emerging, even the great sage would be hated by his relatives, without any suspense.

It has to be said that the Dao talismans around Chen Xuan are really against the sky, Chen Xuan only pushed lightly, and did not use all his strength, he actually resisted the formation that could kill the ancient gods.

"when……"

The bell waves spread out, deafeningly loud, clear and peaceful, without the killing aura of an imperial weapon. At the same time, Dao patterns intertwined and spread over.

"Boom!"

An astonishing thing happened, the falling chaotic waterfall receded, and the dense Dao pattern became blurred.

Chen Xuan climbed step by step and came to the platform. Right in the center of the platform, there was a majestic figure sitting cross-legged with his back to him, with thick black hair hanging down like a waterfall.

From being an enemy in the world to being silent in the world!The sorrow of the ancient emperor is the loneliness of eternity, and the loneliness of a single life.

On the majestic Taoist platform, the chaotic air was misty, and the tall figure sitting cross-legged on the ground was motionless, as if it hadn't moved a single bit in the ages.

Chen Xuan naturally knew what was going on, he didn't say anything, just sighed.

The next moment, that figure disappeared, leaving nothing behind, and the Taoist platform was filled with silence, chaos and mist.

The ancient Daotai, engraved with the mottled years, recorded the loneliness of the ancient emperor, sitting cross-legged alone with his back to all living beings.

Sitting cross-legged, there was a piece of broken feather coat scattered there, and I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have passed, and it has been there forever.

ps: School has started, and everyone is very busy. I see that the growth of data has begun to slow down, showing a downward trend. There is nothing to say about this.

The overall situation has slowly unfolded, and those who are careful should be able to notice it.In fact, I am also busy, but I will try my best to update steadily and share with you...

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