Jiuhua Xianzong

Mo Bule patted the crane's back, the spirit crane had a psychic connection, and then folded its wings and fell down.As soon as he landed, he didn't feel oppressed by the spiritual energy, so he went forward to bow down seriously, and before he knelt down, he was lifted up by a soft force.

"You don't need to thank me. It's your chance. It's your chance. You have no reason to do it. When you come, sit down and talk with me. It's rare for someone to come here. It doesn't matter what the etiquette is, just be casual." Qing With a flick of his hand, the Taoist priest dropped down two jade stools.

"Yes, little ancestor."

Mo Bule is not a very formal person, don't mention too much jumping in front of Cheng Baimei, the Taoist priest in green robe looks easy-going, and his voice is soft, so he is naturally less restrained, sits down on his buttocks, and twists a few times, This jade stool is not a common product, there is a hint of coolness penetrating through his body, as if it has washed his whole body, it is indescribably comfortable.

The Taoist priest in green robe smiled again, like a blue cloud suddenly breaking, and the sun was shining in the sky, giving him an extremely dazzling feeling.He put down the medicine hoe casually, sat down as well, pointed to the elixir plant under his feet and said: "This elixir plant was moved here by my master from the top of Kunlun, and it is said that when it ripens, I will ascend to the ground." At that time, now the fruit is green and not far from being ripe, but I don't know if I can follow what Master said, the day when the fruit is ripe is the time to ascend."

Mo Bule only felt that his eyes were attracted by that dazzling smile, and it was difficult to move away. After a lot of effort, he finally looked at the elixir, but saw that it was a nine-leaf spirit grass half a foot high. Between the leaves, surrounded by a green bean-sized fruit, Fang was stunned for a moment, his pupils shrank, and he said in surprise, "Ah... this is 9000-year-old crimson bead grass..."

In the Pharmacopoeia of Yaowangzong, there are several pages dedicated to recording all kinds of natural treasures in the world, whether they have ever appeared, or only rumors that no one has ever seen the real thing. are among them.

In fact, crimson bead grass is not uncommon, on the contrary, it is one of the most commonly used medicinal materials in the Ming world, because of its mild medicinal properties and strong tolerance, it is used in many prescriptions to neutralize some extreme medicinal herbs. Therefore, it is also known as alchemy panacea.

Annatto has almost no requirements on the growing environment. As long as it is a place with aura, it does not matter if it is thicker or lighter, it does not matter if it is drought or waterlogging, and it is not afraid of cold or heat. It can be brilliant for a season with some sunshine.

That's right, it's a brilliant season, and this is also the biggest weakness of crimson bead grass. Its growth period is only three months, twelve months a year, which is enough to harvest four stubbles. The short growth period means that the medicinal effect is weak. Divided by grade, crimson vermilion grass is the lowest grade.So not to mention the thousand-year crimson bead grass, it is rare that it can last for a year, let alone a 9000-year-old one.

Mo Bule can now understand why the aura on this only twelfth-grade golden lotus is not as strong as other golden lotuses. Just this 9000-year-old crimson bead grass can absorb at least one-tenth of the aura. It must be so rich Without the spiritual energy supply, it is impossible for it to remain undefeated for 9000 years, but it still bears fruit.

Annatto itself only has the effect of warming and tonifying and reconciling, no matter whether it has been grown for one season or 9000 years, even if the warming and tonic effect has accumulated for 9000 years, it will not change its medicinal properties. Pick it off and take it out, and its effect is equivalent to tens of thousands of ordinary Annatto.However, the huge spiritual energy it has absorbed has all been condensed into this crimson pearl fruit during these 9000 years. It is this fruit that has truly reached the level of heavenly material and earthly treasure.

Crimson bead grass can bear fruit after one year of growth, but it takes ten thousand years to mature. In total, it takes 99 years of continuous absorption of this huge spiritual energy to perform its full power. .Now that the grass has nine leaves, it is 9000 years, and it is only 900 years before it matures.

Mo Bule looked at the grass, and then at the green-robed monk, all that was left in his heart was his infinite envy for the natural immortal bones.If Patriarch Luo Sheng's words become true, then at most 900 years, this green-robed monk who looks as young as himself will be able to ascend to immortality.

People are better than people... Sure enough, it would be more enjoyable to find a piece of tofu and smash it to death.

"Do not think too much……"

The Taoist priest in green robe pointed at his forehead, and said with a serious expression: "There is no need to be envious or jealous. Natural immortal bones are as easy to cultivate as drinking water, but it is difficult to ascend to the sky if you want to soar. The way of heaven is not benevolent. , the reincarnation of heaven, the darkness of heaven, all things and all beings are equal in the eyes of heaven, how can you deliberately favor a certain person. When you prove the Tao, it is nothing more than walking more roads, climbing more mountains, and flowing more rivers. But if I want to prove the Tao, I have to open a road, move mountains, and divert water, so it is so difficult..."

Mo Bule thought about it, it really was the truth, and immediately felt a lot more balanced in his heart, and said with a smile: "Xiaozu's entry into the Immortal Sect is due to good luck and a chance, and my disciples of the Immortal Sect must devote all their efforts to build a ladder for Xiaozu to ascend to heaven. , Why need to open a road, move mountains, divert water, fly a bridge, it will pass naturally."

Well, at this time, showing loyalty and flattering will inevitably seem a bit cheap, but Mo Bule recognized that Xiao Zu was generous, and seeing that he was easy-going, it was naturally free. Leaking casually in the cracks is not enough for him to enjoy for a lifetime?Although there is no shortcut in cultivation, Mobule only has a hundred years of lifespan, and is dragged down by fire poison. With superior aptitude, the efficiency of cultivation is no different from that of ordinary monks. Dan, so seeing a white and fat thigh in front of his eyes, there is no reason for him not to embrace it.In Master's words, this is also his chance, don't let it go for nothing.

The green-robed monk smiled again, the smile was still so dazzling, I don’t know if he couldn’t tell that Mo Bule was flattering him after a long time, or if he heard it but didn’t care, he nodded seriously and said: “Thank you! Word."

Mo Bule was immediately overwhelmed by the flattery, dazzled by that smile again, couldn't help but said: "Xiao Zu, you have a really nice smile."

In fact, the facial features of the green-robed cultivator are not delicate and beautiful when viewed separately. On the contrary, they look very light, with light eyebrows, light eyes, and even the color on the lips is also light red, but when they are combined, they are comfortable no matter how you look at them. It's not like Mingjing's picturesque beauty, nor Xie Buyan's white jade beauty, nor Ye Yanfei's lazy and dangerous demeanor. Perhaps because of his natural immortal bones, his temperament is just like the one in the legend. The immortals are as ethereal and ethereal, pure and inaction.

However, when he smiled, the pure and misty temperament seemed to be rippling like blue waves, which made people intoxicated, and his delicate facial features seemed to be dyed with a layer of spring in an instant, which was indescribably dazzling and moving.

Only four words are enough to describe it, it is magnificent.

The smile on the face of the green-robed cultivator grew stronger, so intense that it was intoxicating.

"Thank you. I have a pot of spiritual wine here, how about a drink?"

So Mo Bule was completely drunk, and even forgot that he was poisoned by fire and was not allowed to drink. He didn't know whether he was drunk in wine or in his smile. Anyway, he soon lost consciousness in a daze.When he regained consciousness, he had already returned to the Raging Fire Building. Two young dragon spirits, Ah Shui and Ah Huo, were swimming up and down the wall excitedly. What they were talking about in their mouths was no longer a shark bead, but a The fruit is like a green bean, which is swallowed for a while, spit out for a while, and arched for a while, making it a joy to play.

Mo Bule rolled down directly from the cloud bed, snatched the green bean-like fruit, put it in front of his eyes, looked up and down, left and right, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like the one on the 9000-year-old crimson vermilion grass unripe fruit.