Cannon fodder Qin Daddy is cultivating immortality [Sword Three]

Ye Jiuge didn't know what was wrong with him. When Bai Yanshu told him to call him master in the future, an inexplicable throbbing suddenly surged in his heart.

By the time Ye Jiuge came to his senses, his right hand had already touched Bai Yanshu's face.

Ye Jiuge: "..."

Ye Jiuge withdrew his hands as if being electrocuted, covered his face with his hands, and fell backwards.

'Ahhh! ! !What the hell am I doing...!

'I couldn't help touching my master's face! ! !

Ye Jiuge slumped on the bamboo couch, almost dying of shame!

He wished he could go back to a few seconds ago and chop off his cheap hand!

As a result, when Ye Jiuge wanted to turn himself into an ostrich, he forgot that his foot was still on Bai Yanshu's thigh... He accidentally kicked Bai Yanshu's waist again.

Ye Jiuge: "..."

'Ah ah ah ah! !

'God... you let me die...!

Ye Jiuge lay prone on the bamboo couch, covering his face with his hands, his body trembling slightly.

Bai Yanshu looked at the shy Ye Jiuge amusedly, then grabbed his ankle and moved Ye Jiuge's feet to the bamboo couch, making Ye Jiuge lie down more comfortably.

Looking at Ye Jiuge's appearance, Bai Yanshu knew that his growing pains had passed, so Bai Yanshu stood up, and took out a plush cloak made of the fur of an unknown high-level spirit beast from his Qiankun Ring. Like a quilt, it covered Ye Jiuge's body.

"It's late, have a good rest."

Bai Yanshu sat on the edge of the bamboo couch, tucked up the cloak that could be used as a quilt for Ye Jiuge, then got up, as if planning to leave.

Ye Jiuge stretched out his hand to grab Bai Yanshu's fingers, turned his face sideways, his cheeks were flushed like a ripe apple, and the shame in his eyes had not completely faded away.

"Master, master... don't go."

When Bai Yanshu heard Ye Jiuge's voice of master, he was taken aback for a moment, then bent down, stroked Ye Jiuge's hair with his free hand, and said, "I'm just going to ask Ming Ji something, it's very late." Come back soon, go to bed first...or you really won't grow taller."

Ye Jiuge: "..."

I know I'm much shorter than you, so don't say this kind of thing, okay? !

If you don't mention my height, we can still be masters and apprentices!

Ye Jiuge pursed his lips, let go of Bai Yanshu's fingers, then pulled the cloak over his head, turned over, and turned his back to Bai Yanshu.

The whole person exudes an atmosphere of 'you hurry up, I don't want to talk to you anymore'.

Bai Yanshu hooked the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hand to stroke Ye Jiuge's hair, got up and left.

……

"Boom, boom, boom..."

An orderly sound of wooden fish came from the main hall of Yuanshengtian.

Ming Ji knelt in front of the Buddha statue, twirling the Buddhist beads with one hand and tapping the wooden fish with the other, with his eyes slightly closed, he recited the Buddhist scriptures silently.

And in front of him, a bright yellow Buddha lamp was burning, and there seemed to be something golden and red wrapped in the wick of the Buddha lamp.

On the main hall, sandalwood is lingering, refreshing.

Suddenly, Ming Ji stopped knocking on the wooden fish, and then opened his eyes.

"Shangwu Venerable."

Although Ming Ji didn't look back, he knew who it was.

Bai Yanshu leaned his back against the pillar not far behind Mingji, with his arms folded on his chest, and he didn't know how he got in.

"Shangwu is dead, now there is only Bai Yanshu."

Bai Yanshu denied Ming Ji's address to him.

For him, the name Shangwu represents countless responsibilities!

Bai Yanshu no longer wanted to be bound by those responsibilities, all he wanted to do... was himself.

Ming Ji paused for a moment when he moved the Buddhist beads, and said: "The poor monk understands..."

"I don't know why Tianshu came to see me so late, what's the matter?" Ming Ji put the wooden fish stick in his hand on the ground, stood up, looked at Bai Yanshu and asked.

Bai Yanshu glanced at the burning Buddha lamp in front of Ming Ji, and frowned slightly.

"Soul-gathering lamp?"

Ming Ji didn't answer, but just lowered his eyes and fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand.

Bai Yanshu sighed, not knowing what to say.

The soul-gathering lamp is a forbidden technique in the Tianyuan Great World. It uses the creator's blood essence as the wick to gather the souls of the dead. A forbidden summoning technique.

The reason why it is called a forbidden technique is because it is a long process for the soul-gathering lamp to gather the souls of the dead. During this process, it needs to continuously burn blood essence as the energy to maintain the soul-gathering.

And a practitioner, how much blood can burn the soul-gathering lamp?

Although the essence and blood of life can be recovered through practice, it is a long process. Once too much essence and blood are lost, it will be easy

The world will fall, and if it is serious, it will lose all its cultivation and become a mortal, and it may even be weak to death.

Yin Hongxue pryed into the truth of the law, and was regarded as a blasphemer by the Heavenly Dao, and punished by thunder, and was wiped out. It is impossible for a soul to remain in this world.

It is impossible for the soul-gathering lamp to gather the ashes and smoke of Yin Hong's soul, and Ming Ji can only take his own life in vain if he does so.

"I can feel that Ah Xue's soul has not completely dissipated, and she still has a remnant soul existing in this world." After a while, Ming Ji explained.

"I originally wanted to use the power of the tree of the past to find her remaining soul, but I was wrong from the beginning... The tree of the past will only give the true feelings that moved it a chance, and I didn't even have a chance from the beginning ..."

After Ming Ji finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a bit heavy and depressing.

Bai Yanshu looked at Ming Ji, as if he saw his previous life again.

Ming Ji was very much like the self in the previous life... They didn't cherish the sincere feelings in front of them, and they didn't regret it until it was lost and irretrievable.

He was just a little luckier than Ming Ji, he had a chance to be redeemed... But Ming Ji had no possibility or chance...

Bai Yanshu took a deep breath, then took out something that looked like a withered branch from the Qiankun Ring and handed it to Ming Ji.

"Use this as a wick."

Ming Ji took the slender withered branch that was only palm-length from Bai Yanshu, and asked doubtfully, "This is it?"

"The branches of the reincarnation tree." Bai Yanshu explained.

What Bai Yanshu handed to Ming Ji was the branch of the flowery branch of the reincarnation tree that Changge gave him thousands of years ago.

The reincarnation flower on the branch was thrown to the ground when Changge disappeared, and shattered into petals, and those petals were integrated into the past life flower as early as when the past life flower bloomed.

This branch was preserved by him, and stayed in Duan Tianya together with Jian Po.

"The tree of reincarnation is a symbol of the law of reincarnation, and it is the original body of the tree of rebirth... I don't know if it can work, but the power contained in this branch is enough to burn the soul-gathering lamp for hundreds of years."

This branch was originally kept by Bai Yanshu for seeing things and thinking about others, but now that his long song has returned to him, it is better to give it to him than to leave it in the ring of heaven and earth. Ming Ji.

"Thank you." Ming Ji gripped the branch of the Samsara Tree in his hand, and thanked Bai Yanshu.

Bai Yanshu shook his head slightly, and said with a sigh: "Master died for me... If possible, I also hope that she still has a soul scattered in this world."

Ming Ji nodded yes, put away the branches of the reincarnation tree, and said, "That's right...it's so late, why are you looking for me?"

The topic was diverted just now, and Ming Ji remembered that Bai Yanshu must have something important to discuss when he came here, otherwise he would not have left Ye Jiuge alone and came to him at such a late hour.

"Well, do you know where the last cold marrow jade pill is?"

Bai Yanshu was not polite to Ming Ji, and went straight to the point.

Ye Jiuge belonged to the immortal family. In the Tianyuan Great World, only the nine-turn golden pill containing immortal power could have an effect on his body, but the only one that had a healing effect was the cold marrow jade elixir.

Bai Yanshu came to Mingji so late to find out the whereabouts of the last cold marrow jade elixir.

Ye Jiuge's growing pains made Bai Yanshu feel how powerless he was.

Although he will protect Ye Jiuge from any harm... But there is nothing perfect in this world. If one day Ye Jiuge is really injured somewhere he can't see, at least there will be the Cold Marrow Jade Spirit Pill It can help Ye Jiuge recover from his injuries.

Bai Yanshu didn't want to experience this kind of powerlessness again, so he had to find the last cold marrow jade elixir.

"The last one? Is the cold marrow jade elixir in Wuji Xianzong's hands gone?"

Ming Ji frowned, although it was rumored that the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir had the effect of reviving human flesh and bones, but the Nine-Turn Golden Pill that could truly revive human flesh and bones could only be refined with ice essence soul and spiritual marrow as the main materials The cold marrow jade panacea.

The refining method of the Cold Marrow Jade Spirit Pill has long been lost, even if it has not been lost, the Tianyuan Great World can no longer find all the ingredients.

The spiritual energy is exhausted, the spiritual marrow can no longer be produced in the spiritual veins, and the main ingredients are missing blindly. Even if the refining method is still there, the cold marrow jade elixir cannot be made into a pill.

There are only three cold marrow jade spirit pills in the Tianyuan Great World, which are in the hands of Dayan Daozong and Wuji Xianzong respectively. Although Dayan Daozong had two pills in his hand, one was lost thousands of years ago, and Dayan Daozong The only cold marrow jade elixir left in the sect's hand was used more than 500 years ago to heal the previous sect master who was severely injured by Tiansha.

Now that Bai Yanshu asked about the whereabouts of his last cold marrow jade elixir, Ming Ji didn't know... After all, the third cold marrow jade elixir was always rumored to have been lost thousands of years ago. How could Yan Shu know better than him?

"The one in my hand has been used by me thousands of years ago, and I'm asking about the second one in the hands of Dayan Daozong."

The alchemist who refines the cold marrow jade spirit pill is the soaring power of Dayan Daozong. Although it is rumored that Dayan Daozong lost a pill, no one knows better than Bai Yanshu that it is just a rumor.

The third cold marrow jade elixir has been in Dayan Dao Sect and has never been lost.

"Isn't the second grain lost?" Ming Ji asked back.

"No." Bai Yanshu said affirmatively: "The cold marrow jade elixir has always been in the Dayan Dao Sect, and the rumor about the loss is a lie released by the Dayan Dao Sect. Before you used it more than 500 years ago to save the previous suzerain , are still in Dayan Dao Sect."

Ming Ji shook his head affirmatively, and said: "Impossible... For hundreds of years, I haven't seen that cold marrow jade elixir in Dayan Dao Sect, it must not be in Dayan Dao Sect."

Bai Yanshu pursed his lips, clenched his hands tightly, then turned and left.

"I'm going first, if you have any news about that cold marrow jade elixir, please tell me."

He had been out for a long time, and Ye Jiuge didn't know if he had a good rest. He had to go back and look at Ye Jiuge.