Chapter 208 The Mystery of Moonlight Grass

Xiao Bai sat cross-legged on the bed in the inn, with a dozen stalks of moonlight grass in front of her that shone with silver-blue light. She crushed the herbs into juice according to the method left by Mu Qinghe in her sea of ​​consciousness, and carefully poured it into the jade bowl that had been prepared long ago.

“Three stalks of Moonlight Grass, seven parts of Spiritual Spring Water, and divine power as a guide…” Xiaobai recited the formula softly, and a ray of purple divine light condensed from his fingertips, which he dotted in the center of the medicine.

The liquid medicine immediately boiled up, emitting a refreshing aroma. Xiaobai held his breath and drank the liquid medicine in one gulp.

A cool feeling slid from her throat into her dantian, and she immediately looked inside her body.

The chaotic divine power around the Tree of Enlightenment calmed down a little, but soon returned to its agitated state.

"How could it be..." Xiao Bai frowned, "Is the effect only this small?"

She tried again unwillingly, this time using double the amount of Moonlight Grass, but the result was still negligible. The information left by Mu Qinghe in her sea of ​​consciousness suddenly flickered, revealing new content:

"The effect of the Moonlight Herb is limited. It needs to be refined with the Demon Flower and the Elf Fruit to make the Nine-turn Concentration Pill in order to completely stabilize the divine power."

Xiaobai opened her eyes, a trace of disappointment flashed in her purple eyes. She looked out the window, it was almost noon, and the appointment with the Pure Spirit Spring was about to come.

"It seems that I can only make a deal with that Liu Wuchen." Xiaobai muttered to himself, his fingers unconsciously stroking the jade pendant on his waist.

The Jingling Spring is located in a valley at the foot of Mount Buzhou. The water is so clear that you can see the bottom, and there are little spiritual lights floating on the water. When Xiaobai arrived, Liu Wuchen was already waiting there, with his back to her, teasing a snow-white spiritual bird.

"You're here." Liu Wuchen said without turning his head, with a smile in his voice, "How is the effect of Yuehua Grass?"

Xiao Bai stopped three meters away from him cautiously: "You know I will come to find you."

"Of course." Liu Wuchen turned around. Today he changed into a dark blue robe. The teardrop mole under his left eye was particularly obvious in the sun. "Because I know that the effect of Moonlight Grass alone is minimal."

Xiaobai narrowed his eyes: "What do you want?"

Liu Wuchen waved his hand gently, and the spirit bird flapped its wings and flew away. He took out a bamboo scroll from his sleeve and threw it to Xiaobai: "Take a look at this first."

Xiao Bai took the bamboo slips and unfolded them. It turned out to be a set of exercises called "Pure Heaven Technique". She glanced through it and was shocked. This exercise could guide the chaotic divine power to operate in an orderly manner and gradually purify the soul and divine bones.

"This..." Xiaobai looked up, his purple eyes full of suspicion, "Why are you helping me?"

Liu Wuchen walked slowly closer and stopped one step away from Xiaobai: "I need a companion to accompany me to travel to several small worlds. Coincidentally, those places happen to have the Demon World Flowers and Elf Fruits you need."

Xiaobai's heartbeat quickened. This coincidence was too much of a coincidence. But she really needed those materials, and this set of exercises seemed to be effective.

"Why should I trust you?" Xiaobai clenched the bamboo slips tightly, "You don't even want to reveal your true identity."

Liu Wuchen suddenly smiled, and that smile made Xiaobai feel strangely familiar. He reached out and lightly touched the teardrop mole on his left eye, and a faint golden light flashed: "Because of this."

Xiaobai's eyes widened. She clearly saw an extremely sophisticated miniature magic circle hidden under the teardrop mole. The complexity of its structure far exceeded any artifact she had ever seen.

"You..." A bold guess flashed through Xiaobai's mind, "Are you Fan Wujiu?"

The smile on Liu Wuchen, or Fan Wujiu's face, widened.

A golden halo appeared around him, and his figure gradually changed, finally revealing his true appearance: he was dressed in black, with a handsome face, and a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes with a mysterious golden light flowing.

"Smart." Fan Wujiu nodded in appreciation, "As expected of an old god reincarnated, his insight is still sharp."

Xiaobai subconsciously took a half step back, and the divine power in his body instinctively became alert.

Seeing this, Fan Wujiu raised his hand and made a soothing gesture: "Relax, if I wanted to harm you, I would have done it at the market a long time ago."

"Why did you disguise yourself as Liu Wuchen and approach me?" Xiaobai asked, with a divine light flashing in his purple eyes.

Fan Wujiu sighed and walked to the Jingling Spring and sat down: "Because I want to confirm something."

He patted the empty seat next to him and said, "Sit down. This story is a bit long."

Xiaobai hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over and sat down, but kept a certain distance.

Fan Wujiu looked at the clear spring water and began to narrate: "Twelve thousand years ago, I went to the prehistoric Pangu Realm to carry out a mission for the first time.

At that time, the world was in good order under the governance of the great god Pangu, and there was no need for our system master to intervene. "

"Master of the system?" Xiaobai caught this unfamiliar word.

Fan Wujiu pointed to his teardrop mole and said, "Each world has a manager. We are called system masters. This micro interface connects to the core system of the multiverse, allowing us to manage the operation of the world."

Xiaobai frowned: "So you are the god of this world?"

"Not exactly." Fan Wujiu shook his head. "We are more like maintainers than creators.

When a world is seriously out of balance, the system will assign us to repair it. "He paused, "The prehistoric Pangu world was originally very stable, until..."

"Until what?" Xiaobai asked.