Chapter 396 Lu Changkong's career pursuit

Pingyangtian.

In the endless darkness, the continents seem like magnificent stars, stretching and floating, emitting bright and dazzling brilliance.

It seems to be shaped like a galaxy, flowing quietly.

Pingyang Heaven, like Xuwu Heaven, is one of the Nine Heavens.

However, compared to the declining Xuwutian, Pingyangtian is incomparably strong and full of vitality, and has the drive to reach a higher level.

At this moment, in the Pingyang sky, a streak of light flashed across the sky quickly.

As the light spread, it turned out to be an ancient temple. The temple was solemn and majestic, emitting many golden Buddha lights, and even the sound of Sanskrit chanting could be heard continuously from the temple.

Above the ancient temple, there are Buddhist relics floating, hanging down with sparkling light.

Rumble! Soon, this ancient temple descended on an area, as if it was going to collapse the area.

Below is a vast and magnificent continent. The land is wide, and there are rays of energy rising into the sky, like the scorching sun in the endless darkness.

Being able to be so brilliant and dazzling in the void and darkness is obviously not something that the Zhongwu world can do.

This is a world of high martial arts.

It seemed to sense the presence of the ancient temple.

A bronze warship continued to surge out from the Gaowu Continent below, and the void seemed to be crushed into pieces.

A terrifying aura spread.

On the bronze warship, a figure in gorgeous clothes stood, it was the Holy Lord Beigong.

"Amitabha."

In the ancient temple, a Buddha walked out slowly and looked at the Holy Lord Beigong with a smile.

“I heard that the Holy Son of Beigong died tragically in the Void Sky, his soul was annihilated and turned into ashes. How dare a mere new high-level warrior not take the Holy Land of Beigong seriously…”

"I want to go here to settle the cause and effect. I wonder if Saint Beigong would like to go with me to avenge Saint Beigong?"

The Buddha smiled and said with a peaceful look that made people feel like they were in a spring breeze.

Saint Beigong narrowed his eyes slightly.

He also learned about the death of Saint Beigong. A new high-level martial arts world was born in the Void Sky. Many saints and saintesses of the high-level martial arts world in Pingyang Sky went to the new-born high-level martial arts, intending to plunder the origin of high-level martial arts and use this as an opportunity.

The death of Saint Beigong naturally aroused his anger. However, he had just returned from the Void Sky and his body was injured, so he was a little hesitant.

“Saint Lord Beigong, rest assured. We are also traveling with you with the Saint Lords of the Black and White Holy Land, Tuoba Holy Land, and Qingling Holy Land…”

Buddha said one by one.

The words fell.

Saint Beigong couldn't help but take a deep breath.

What does this bald donkey want to do? He just went to the newly born Yanjiu High Martial Arts, but he actually gathered four Yanjiu High Martial Arts Saints of the seventh level?

Is it necessary?

"This..." Saint Lord Beigong was a little confused.

"Amitabha, that world is not ordinary. Although it is a new high-level martial arts, the high-level martial arts born in the Void Heaven have supreme secrets. I have to be careful."

"Now that the protective power of that new high-level martial arts world has collapsed, it is time for us to take action."

Buddha smiled.

Upon hearing this, Saint Lord Beigong did not doubt him.

“As for the Black and White Saint Lord, Tuoba Saint Lord, and Qingling Saint Lord, they were invited by this poor monk to come and receive their Saint Sons. According to rumors, the Saint Sons and Saint Daughters of the major Saint Lands were all captured by the thieves of that world.”

Buddha's words made Saint Beigong nod slightly.

This Buddha came from the most powerful high-level martial arts in Pingyangtian, the only world of level six high-level martial arts, the Little Leiyin Buddha Realm.

Therefore, Saint Lord Beigong should still give some face.

"In that case, I will go with you, Your Excellency."

The sound of laughter spread in the void.

The Buddhist monk had a peaceful expression on his face and bowed slightly to the Holy Lord Beigong.

Afterwards.

The ancient temple burst out with divine light, and instantly fled into the distance, rapidly crossing in the direction of Xu Wutian.

The Holy Lord Beigong stood on the bronze warship and followed slowly behind it.

…

"The power of world protection is somewhat similar to the power of rules..."

Lu Fan felt the power disappearing from the Five Phoenixes and said.

The power of rules is extremely strong, and the entire void sky is shrouded in rules.

Even Lu Fan didn't dare to go against the rules.

If the power of rules becomes serious, it may turn the entire void world upside down in an instant.

"The protective power of the world has disappeared. The Five Phoenixes, who were originally in a greenhouse, will have to face crises from all sides. This is actually a kind of tempering and test. A world, like a person, also needs tempering to grow."

Lu Fan smiled.

There is not too much worry about the disappearance of the world's protective power.

He continued to set up the chessboard. The chess situation in the Wentian game was unpredictable, causing the situation to change dramatically.

While playing the chess game, Lu Fan's spiritual energy was constantly recovering, and the recovered spiritual energy was then put into the ancient tomb.

…

Above the vast ocean.

No wind, depressing.

Qi Liujia, dressed in coarse cloth, stood on the sea.

Beside him, Li Sansui stood respectfully, and Li Sansi, wrapped in a black robe, also raised his head with a bit of confusion.

Du Longyang, Ye Shoudao and others frowned, feeling vaguely nervous.

According to Qi Liujia, once the protective power of the world disappears, a terrifying and powerful person will descend. Perhaps, that will be the beginning of the real disaster for the Five Phoenixes.

The wind blew gently, causing waves on the sea.

Time passes by little by little.

The first day since the world's protective power disappeared has passed.

The entire Wuhuang was calm and peaceful, without any unusual phenomena.

The powerful men who were originally somewhat worried became somewhat stunned.

Qi Liujia was also stunned.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong... The protective power of the Five Phoenixes disappeared. How could the Holy Lords of the many high-level martial arts holy places in Pingyangtian still remain silent?"

"Perhaps, some big storm is brewing."

“It’s not something you can take lightly.”

Qi Liujia did not let down his guard.

He soared into the air and arranged the formation outside the Five Phoenixes, which was inspired by the ancient formation patterns on the walls of the ancient tomb city.

Lines of array patterns intertwined in the void, like fish swimming in the darkness.

One day, two days, three days...

Time is constantly passing.

The terrifying strong man that Qi Liujia mentioned did not come.

The reincarnation of Buddha once made a harsh statement that when the protective power of the Five Phoenixes' world disappears, that will be the time for the other party to arrive.

But now, there is no movement.

The ancient tomb is located on the vast ocean, and is full of brilliance. Many practitioners from the Five Phoenixes have gathered here. They hope to explore the ancient tomb, believing that it contains supreme opportunities.

However, over the past few days, there has been no sign of the ancient tomb being opened.

The Five Phoenixes, which were about to be in turmoil, fell into a strange calm.

…

Inside the immortal ruins.

Lu Changkong carried a wooden barrel and used a gourd ladle to scoop up fertilizer mixed with spirit stone powder and sprinkled it on the soil of the medicine field.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, I leisurely see the southern mountains.

Maybe he is talking about him.

In this immortal ruins, with time accelerated, he lived a leisurely life.

However, he had thoroughly studied all the magical medicines in the immortal ruins, and even understood their pharmacology clearly, which he recorded in the "Herb Book".

He had personally tasted every spiritual medicine. Some herbs were poisonous, some had strange medicinal properties that made people feel hot all over, some could increase the speed of spiritual energy absorption, some could heal injuries, and some could cure all kinds of poisons...

Every spiritual medicine is like a unique person with a unique soul. Lu Changkong is completely obsessed with the research of spiritual medicine and cannot extricate himself.

During the days of planting spiritual herbs, Lu Changkong's cultivation progressed quite well.

Even though he did not practice cultivation deliberately, he swallowed various kinds of elixirs every day and studied pharmacology, and the medicinal properties were all deposited in his body.

After he had finished studying all the elixirs in the immortal ruins.

Lu Changkong began to feel empty inside.

This feeling of emptiness made him a little panicked. On the first day without any spiritual medicine research, he was so bored that he felt like his body was going to molder.

He stood beside the medicinal field with his hands behind his back, carrying a hoe, and fell into deep thought.

Looking at the colorful spiritual herbs, he took a deep breath.

If different spiritual herbs are cross-bred with different spiritual herbs, what kind of spiritual herbs will be grown? Will the medicinal properties be neutralized?

Will the quality of elixirs continue to improve?

When a magical medicine that gathers the medicinal properties of hundreds of herbs, will it become a magical medicine that can bring the dead back to life and turn bones into flesh? After this idea emerged in Lu Changkong's mind, he couldn't stop.

He began to study the hybridization of medicinal herbs.

Fortunately, there are many treasures in the immortal ruins for him to study.

For example, he used the original water of the Origin Waterfall as fertilizer, which could make the spiritual medicine grow surprisingly well.

There is also the long river of time. The gray river of time that many powerful people are extremely wary of has also been used by Lu Changkong.

He discovered that the passage of time in the long river of time had the effect of speeding up the cultivation of spiritual medicines, which gave him a great surprise as he was preparing to hybridize spiritual medicines.

At least, it can save a lot of time.

While the strong men outside were practicing hard, he was hybridizing the spiritual medicines.

While the strong men outside were working hard to comprehend the Dao Monument, he was still hybridizing the spiritual medicine.

During the era of the Hundred Schools of Thought, there were records of how to hybridize plants in agricultural books. He cultivated the plants according to the methods recorded in the books and added methods he developed from his own practice.

After he cultivated the hybrid medicinal seeds.

Use a wooden basin to pick seeds. The basin is connected with a chain and divided into two layers by bamboo boards. The upper layer is soil, where spiritual herbs are planted, and the bottom layer is filled with prepared fertilizer and source water.

He carried the tub, using the chain to hold it up.

As the long river of time sweeps by rapidly.

Lu Changkong shouted "Hey Yo" and like an old fisherman, he threw out a fishhook and threw the wooden basin connected by a chain into the long river of time.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The long river of time sweeps by.

After a long time, Lu Changkong pulled the wooden basin back.

The chain was almost rotten and covered with spots of rust, which made Lu Changkong take a deep breath.

He was indeed teetering madly on the brink of death.

If he were accidentally caught in the long river of time, he would probably turn into dry bones in an instant.

However, the result was good. The spiritual medicine seeds in his hand had grown into lush spiritual medicines and even bloomed.

This way, I really saved a lot of time.

Lu Changkong returned to the cabin with the elixir in his hands.

He picked the florets.

Take out the wooden slip and spread it out.

The pen and ink are ready.

Light the oil lamp.

There must be a sense of ceremony.

He first picked up the brush and wrote on the bamboo slips.

"The new kind of magical medicine cultivated by mixing Lingshu grass and Niumang grass is called Lingmang grass. It has bright colors, no fragrance, and tastes..."

When Lu Changkong had written this, he put down his brush, crushed the small flower, rolled up his sleeves, pinched some and crushed it, then stuffed it into his mouth.

The sour taste instantly burst out on his taste buds.

Lu Changkong's brows suddenly frowned into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

Because, as the sour taste spread, the tongue actually felt like an electric shock.

Then, this electric shock-like feeling spread, making Lu Changkong's body numb.

He picked up the pen tremblingly and continued recording.

"It tastes sour and astringent, like thunder and lightning, and it is medicinal and highly poisonous."

Lu Changkong wanted to circulate his spiritual energy to dispel the poison, however, he unexpectedly discovered that even the spiritual energy could not suppress the poison. This Lingmang grass was really poisonous!

Lu Changkong stood up and wanted to get the antidote.

However, the body suddenly began to tremble.

His face began to turn blue.

With a thud, he fell headfirst to the ground.

Lu Changkong's eyes began to unfocus, but his mood was quite calm. He died for the ideal in his heart, and it was a worthy death.

Perhaps the only thing he couldn't let go of was Lu Fan.

"Fan'er... I am not a good father."

Lu Changkong sighed, then turned his head away.

…

Benyuan Lake, the island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan, who was setting up the chess game, suddenly had his eyelids twitch.

Hmm? The lines in his eyes flickered, and the next moment, he saw the scene in the immortal ruins.

He saw Lu Changkong, who was blue all over and lying stiffly on the ground.

Lu Fan was somewhat stunned.

Dad...what did you do?

In Wuhuang, who else dares to kill Lu Changkong? Isn't Lu Ping'an's father the father of the whole world? He didn't care about playing chess anymore.

Lu Fan flicked his sleeves, put away the spiritual pressure chessboard, and his body flashed, instantly turning into lightning and disappearing.

When he appeared again, he was inside the immortal ruins.

White clothes floated, and thousands of blades reflected the light.

The small thatched cottage is very quiet.

Lu Fan waved his hand, and Lu Changkong's body floated up.

"This is a deadly poison... It's so poisonous that it can block the flow of spiritual energy and even paralyze the spiritual consciousness, causing it to collapse."

Lu Fan took a deep breath.

The seeds of elixir in the immortal ruins were all left by him.

If he remembered correctly, there didn't seem to be any elixir with such poisonous properties?

How did Lu Changkong get poisoned like this?

Then, he saw Lu Changkong's "Catalogue of Herbs" on the desk, and the unfolded bamboo slips contained records of new elixirs.

"Hybridization? And you even tasted the elixir yourself and tested the poison on yourself?"

Lu Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He raised his hand and placed his fingers on Lu Changkong's brow.

All the poison in Lu Changkong's body was sucked away by Lu Fan and gathered on one of Lu Fan's fingers.

The terrible poison turned Lu Fan's jade-like fingers into pitch black in an instant.

After the poison was extracted, Lu Changkong's complexion looked better. He seemed to have regained consciousness and was snoring slightly.

Lu Fan put Lu Changkong on the bed.

"Hybridizing the spiritual medicine..."

"What a brilliant idea! As expected, in Wuhuang, the only one who can defeat my father is my father himself..."

Lu Fan smiled.

He glanced at the blackened fingers and was shocked by the toxicity.

Judging from the toxicity, it might be able to kill a strong man in the Yin Shen realm.

"Hmm... Herbal Book, like Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs... This is a good thing, and this is also what my father pursues as a career."

Lu Fan sat on the Thousand Blade Chair and strolled around the small thatched house. He looked at the medicinal fields outside, where every medicinal herb was waving in the wind.

Lu Fan had neglected Lu Changkong for a while. If Lu Changkong hadn't done this this time, Lu Fan might not have noticed this old man with a low presence.

"Since you want to taste all kinds of herbs, then improve your physical condition. At least... don't get poisoned by accident."

After thinking for a while, Lu Fan made a decision.

Came to Lu Changkong's bed.

Lu Fan raised his hand.

As the world was crisscrossed, the origin began to become turbulent. He had once obtained a miracle medicine and had also analyzed its medicinal properties.

Therefore, Lu Fan replicated the structure of the magic medicine.

Overlap Lu Changkong's physique with the internal structure of the magic medicine.

Buzz buzz buzz...

After a long time, Lu Changkong's body actually emitted a faint glow.

"Transformation completed... This can be considered a special physique, right? What is it called? Divine Medicine Body?"

"This physique is very compatible. If you swallow poison, not only will you not die, but the medicinal properties will be contained in your body, allowing you to release the poison... If you swallow hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of poisons... the toxicity is so strong that even immortals and gods will retreat."

Lu Fan smiled.

"Then let's call it 'The Body of Ten Thousand Poisons'."

In this way, Dad can taste all kinds of herbs without having to worry about any accidents.

Buzz...

Didn't wait for Lu Changkong to wake up.

Lu Fan fled instantly.

After a while.

Lu Changkong opened his eyes, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Um... I'm not dead?"

In fact, I feel surprisingly good.

But why did he end up lying on the bed? Perhaps he crawled back to the bed before dying, wanting to die with dignity.

In the end, he didn't die.

He returned to his desk, where the oil lamp was still burning quietly and the ink had not yet dried.

Think about it.

The description of the poison was erased with a brush.

"Lingmang grass, tastes sour and astringent, like thunder and lightning, medicinal properties, slightly poisonous."

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