Son, the empress doesn't like to eat soft rice

The two walked forward, stepping on the soft lawn, squawking, as if stepping on...

Because of the reason just now, the fog has been dispersed for a large area, and the hazy grass garden has lost that layer of cover and is no longer mysterious.

"One thing to say, where do we have to go to find that life-and-death connection grass?"

Chen Xian'an was a little irritable. The humid environment reminded him of the southerly weather in his hometown.

Humid, stuffy, all kinds of uncomfortable.

It looks like it's covered in rashes.

Mo Jinghong shook his head, and said: "The Life-Death Connecting Grass is quite special, usually those who are destined to get it, if the chance is not enough, you may never see it."

Speaking of which, the same is true for Binglian.

But it was found by this person anyway, the life-death connection grass level is not as good as the ice lotus.

The two didn't walk for long, and the fog slowly returned to its previous state.

Gathered from all directions.

Chen Xian'an wanted to use force to shake off the annoying fog again, but was stopped.

"Ordinary treasures of heaven and earth will appear only after following the rules of heaven and earth. Let's not forcefully change the environment here."

Mo Jinghong said, as if recalling the deep ditch a few minutes ago.

This guy is really a saboteur.

"Okay." Chen Xian'an nodded helplessly, and put away the leg that was about to exert strength.

After the mist reverberated, the gas inhaled into the nostrils had a strong smell of medicine and was sticky.

Walking in the labyrinth-like medicine garden, the two finally came to a rather strange place.

In front of him was a huge stone tablet, which seemed to be engraved with words, but the fog was so heavy that it was difficult to see clearly.

Chen Xian'an waved his arm slightly, and the mist was blown away, revealing the scene ahead.

On the huge stone tablet, some distorted characters were engraved, and the two carefully examined it.

"These words are amazing!"

Chen Xian'an said.

Mo Jinghong nodded.

"I can't understand him at all."

"···"

"Who is in front?"

In the stone tablet, there was a sound suddenly.

The foundation suddenly trembled, and above the stone tablet, a puff of smoke drifted out, surrounding the surroundings in darkness.

The smoke slowly gathered above, gradually forming a figure.

The huge figure looked down, looking at Chen Xian'an and the two of them.

"Who are you? I haven't felt the aura of the Medicine Sect disciples from the two of you."

Chen Xian'an cupped his hands lightly, and said: "Senior, the two of us are not members of the Medicine Sect, but just went into the medicine garden to find a herbal medicine."

"Looking for herbs?" Heiying was silent for a while: "There are dead things in the Myriad Herb Garden, and you won't find the herbs you want here."

"Senior, the herb I'm looking for is called Life and Death Connection Grass."

hum~
The air wave spread towards the surroundings, instantly dispelling the mist.

"What did you say you were looking for?"

Sombra's voice this time was obviously gloomy.

"Life and death connecting grass."

Chen Xian'an said calmly, looking straight at the other party.

The atmosphere between the two seemed a little depressed.

"Okay, there's no need to make the atmosphere so tense." Mo Jinghong said, "If this junior's guess is correct, then the senior should be the senior Medicine Sage of the Medicine Sect."

The dark shadow turned to Mo Jinghong, and his brows frowned.

"Are you a descendant of Jiang Ke?"

Mo Jinghong was silent for a while, and said: "Barely, I am the adopted son of Jiang Ke's descendants."

"Then you leave, I don't need to hold you accountable, but this kid must pay for his actions."

"Forehead."

Mo Jinghong had black lines on his face, why did this old monster misunderstand what he meant?
If you really fight, you may not be able to beat others.

"Senior, my friend thought of the Life-Death Connection Grass to save his wife. I know your body is the Life-Death Connection Grass, but what we want is the Life-Death Connection Grass that has not yet manifested."

"That's not OK."

Soi Ying's attitude is very firm: "Ever since I became a Necromancer, I have sworn that the grass that connects life and death in the world will never fall into the hands of humans again."

"You're sick, right? If you become a pig saint, won't everyone stop eating pork?"

Chen Xian'an spat, this guy is an idiot.

"I have this strength."

Sombra raised his head proudly.

"Hey!"

"Wait a minute, Brother Xian'an."

Mo Jinghong hurriedly grabbed Chen Xian'an who was about to run away, and continued: "Senior, we can understand your actions like this, but please understand that the unmanifested life-and-death connection grass is basically equivalent to a dead thing. .”

"And my friend just wants to save his wife. As a senior, can you understand?"

Only then did Sombra fell silent.

thought for a moment.

"No, I absolutely want to protect my people."

"···"

Mo Jinghong was silent for a while, not knowing what to do.

Generally speaking, this kind of old monster-like character will sell some face to future generations, not to mention that he is also the descendant of Jiang Ke, the Peach Blossom Sword Fairy.

But this medicine sage seems to be a bit dead-headed.

"Damn, I told you not to be reasonable, just give this kind of person a good beating."

Chen Xian'an immediately lost his temper. In order to find these herbs, he had to eat and sleep in the open, and he was not in a good mood.

I also encountered such unreasonable people.

The most annoying thing is that I gave two things to the suzerain, but the old suzerain still didn't agree.

To sum it up, it's a shame!
This time Mo Jinghong did not stop Chen Xian'an.

Hearing Chen Xian'an's words, the black shadow was very disdainful: "This old man has practiced for hundreds of years. He has become a saint hundreds of years ago, and now he has become a saint of death. How dare a junior speak out?"

"If it wasn't for the face of Jiang Ke's descendants, the old man would have taken your life long ago."

Chen Xian'an stretched out his hand, and slowly raised the middle finger.

"If it wasn't for Mo Jinghong's sake, you would have been wiped out by now."

"Boy, arrogant!"

The black shadow was enraged, and suddenly there was a strong wind, and the black mist was lingering.

The big hand formed from the black mist directly grabbed Chen Xian'an underneath.

"The old man will arrest you first and imprison you here for a hundred years. After you admit your mistake, you will be released."

With a wave of his arm, Chen Xian'an smashed the giant black hand into pieces.

"You didn't eat? Is this the strength after becoming a saint?"

Mo Jinghong on the side had black lines on his face, and he knew it would be like this.

The black shadow was stunned, and he looked down in disbelief. His giant black shadow hand was indeed smashed by a wave of his arm like this.

How can this be?

Judging from the age of his bones, this kid is really only 20 years old. How could he have such a cultivation?

"who are you?"

The black shadow yelled in horror.

At this moment, he really felt a fatal threat.