Gu Fenghua put the green grass leaves to his mouth and took a bite. Mmm... It's not bad. It's cool and crisp, and there's a light orchid fragrance.
She found that eating grass was not totally unacceptable, and the taste was even quite good. She completely put aside the mustard root that cattle, horses and sheep only eat grass, and soon ate a plant of Tianxu daoshen grass, and finally showed a pleasant smile.
At this time, Gu Fenghua obviously forgot one thing: sometimes this sword spirit is very unreliable. Its words may not be believable, but they must not be fully believed, let alone credulous.
At the beginning, Gu Fenghua didn't notice anything unusual when she ate the grass, but soon she found something wrong.
A mass of heat, rising rapidly from the abdomen, the temperature is higher and higher, just like a fire, began to burn in the body.
Just for a moment, after countless times of tempering, it was as strong as the five FU organs and six Zang organs made of pure gold. It was as if they were melting under the flame, and there was heartbreaking pain.
Then the heat waves rush into the meridians. The meridians seem to melt rapidly under the hot and high temperature. Then, the heat wave diffused, and the whole body, all four limbs and bones, were constantly melting.
"Ah..." boundless pain, such as the tide into the mind, Gu Fenghua can't help but send out a dull hum.
This kind of pain, even more than the soul of the needle!
Her body trembled violently, her arms waved uncontrollably, slapping the pool wall heavily, so as to alleviate the pain of burning heart and soul.
"Sword essence..." Gu Fenghua's eyes were red and he roared in his heart.
"Swollen, master, what can I do for you, master?" The sound of sword spirit rings out, very inexplicable feeling.
"What's the matter? Tell me what's the matter?" Gu Fenghua clenched his teeth tightly, and there was thin blood between his teeth.
"Isn't this the way to cut pulse and wash marrow? Your father was the same at the beginning. What's so strange?" The sword spirit is even more puzzling.
"... why didn't you say it earlier?" Gu Fenghua's whole body trembled and asked.
But if the sword spirit reminds her, she will be prepared. How can she suffer like this. Now the meridians are breaking and melting, and the whole body seems to be turning into nothingness under the hot temperature. She can't even use the holy Qi to relieve the pain.
"You didn't ask." Jian Jing's strong retort.
"You..." Gu Fenghua believed that if the damned sword spirit stood in front of him, he would be strangled by himself.
"Besides, when the emperor lingxu took Tianxu daoshencao, he suffered a little, but he didn't suffer like this. It's you who can't help. Can you blame me?" The sword spirit added indignantly again.
This time, Gu Fenghua is really speechless.
Since father can do it, why can't he? In a sense, it's also the sword spirit's recognition of his talent and strength. It's really hard to blame him.
"Oh, it suddenly occurred to me that the Tianxu daoshen grass found by your father was only ten thousand years old, and only produced three Tianxu daoshen fruits. You have produced more than ten thousand Tianxu daoshen fruits for tens of thousands of years. Let me think, have you counted 17 or 18?" The sword essence thinks of what, again suddenly say.
Sure enough, unreliable is unreliable!