Chapter 1073

After leaving the tomb, Mr. DA and Xue Yi searched for star blue, arrow grass, rotten bone spirit flower, heart erosion mushroom, magic heart grass, thousand magic Kalan and nine tail dragon sunflower.

As the guardian of Nanyue ancient tombs, Mr. Da is also the guardian of these herbs.

In other words, he already knew these herbs for refining Shengyuan pill.

However, we still need the guidance of the hundred grass map before we can finally determine the location.

"Sir, just now in the tomb chamber, you said that few people in the world know the true meaning of the hundred grass map. What is the meaning? Is it not the mystery in the hundred grass map? "

While looking for medicinal materials, Xue Yi will be in the heart of doubt, to Mr. big questions.

Mr. Da hesitated a little. After hesitation, he sighed slightly, "the sages who can make hundred sketches carefully must be the great sages of ancient times."

"It is said that the hundred grass map is scattered all over the country. Ordinary people who can get the hundred grass map will undoubtedly get the treasure map."

"However, the hearts of the world are all greed, anger and infatuation. It's not that easy to get. "

"In short, people who want to get the hundred grass drawings must have certain opportunities and opportunities with the hundred sketches."

"Only when we have a certain chance and a certain opportunity can we make all kinds of plans."

"In fact, by the time he was able to make up a hundred sketches, he was already a saint."

Xue Yi was confused and confused. He turned his eyes and couldn't understand.

"Transcendent?"

Mr. Big said with a sly smile, "it is, according to my observation, your noble man Lin Xuan, the golden scale is absolutely not a thing in the pool, and his achievements in the future will be astonishing."

"Hiss ~"

Xue Yi laughs and says, "to be honest, brother Xuan's ability is already powerful."

Mr. Da shook his head. "No, Lin Xuan, as you know, is far from it. I mean, he's in the cultivation of immortals! "

"Repair Cultivating immortals? "

Mr. Da still smiles mysteriously, "it seems that you don't know much about Lin Xuan. He seems to be ordinary, but in fact he has the body of cultivating immortals, and has the root of cultivating immortals. "

Xue Yi is more stupid.

For a man like him who lives in the 21st century and in a modern city, when it comes to cultivating immortals, it is only in novels.

He has never seen a real immortal.

"This is also what I said. Pay attention to the chance. Lin Xuan came to the Nanyue ancient tomb with pieces of the hundred grass pictures. He met an expert and was seriously injured. This is an opportunity."

Mr. Da seemed to say to Xue Yi without reservation.

Xue Yishen took a deep breath and carefully reflected on Mr. Da's words. He seemed to understand, but also seemed vague.

After swallowing a mouthful of water, he went on to ask, "Sir, what you mean is that brother Xuan is closely related to the hundred sketches, and there will be all kinds of opportunities. Finally, he will gather all kinds of grass drawings. Then, by then, he will have become a saint

Mr. Da nodded his head and said, "yes, I can say so."

Xue Yi was stunned.

Because he is familiar with Lin Xuan, that has long been the immortal myth of the business world.

Even in some years, there has not been much contact.

However, Xue Yi's heart is very clear, Lin Xuan created a business myth, how many people are incomparably envious.

Obviously, Mr. Da is very familiar with the geographical location of shengyuandan.

It is very clear where almost every herb grows.

After finding all the herbs for refining Shengyuan pill, Mr. Da refined Shengyuan Dan.

In the tomb, Lin Xuan is still in a coma.

After being refined and made into Shengyuan pill, Mr. Da let Lin Xuan take it.

……

At that time.

In the Nanyue ancient tomb, another deep tomb chamber, hidden place.

Kuxuan sat cross legged and kneeling, moving his breath slowly and moving the whole heaven with the breath in the elixir field.

"Poof!"

When his air current impinges on Weilu acupoint, he feels that the channels and collaterals are blocked, the Qi and blood in his body are retrograde, his throat is sweet, and he vomites out a mouthful of red blood.

Kuxuan thought under his heart, this What's going on?

Is it under Lin Xuan's fighting back, seriously injured himself?

No way!

With Lin Xuan's accomplishments, even if he suddenly burst out such a devastating attack power, he would not block his own Qi and blood channels.

What would that be?

Master kuxuan squinted slightly, and the scene of the duel constantly appeared in his mind.

All of a sudden, he opened his eyes, and his eyes were ablaze with light.

Is it

The grave keeper in Confucian costume?

Before leaving, kuxuan vaguely felt that his tail hole was bitten by ants.He was stunned at the thought.

It must be!

He also urged the breath in the elixir field, through the eight odd meridians, to condense at Weilu acupoint, and to strongly impact that acupoint with strong airflow.

However, to his dismay, the Wei Lu acupoint was just like a gate set up by someone. However, no matter how he collided with the air, it could not break through the obstruction of the acupoint.

Some twists appeared on his face, and he scolded fiercely under his heart: "you old dog thief, you dare to poison me. You must be tired of your life."

Master kuxuan raised his hand a little, his palm condensed a warm air flow, stuck it on Weilu acupoint, and slowly felt the acupoints.

At last, he widened his eyes, dilated his pupils, and said to himself, "hum, old dog, it's really you who have done it. You've sealed my acupoints with a silver needle."

He realized that the crux of the problem was that he absorbed the silver needle into Weilu acupoint with his own strength and forced it out.

"Benedict!"

The silver needle flew out and set on the stone wall, making a slight sound.

Master kuxuan was very satisfied with his accomplishments.

On his face appeared the idea of killing the tomb keeper? Lin Xuan? Hum! You are all dead! "

After forcing the silver needle out of his body, kuxuan was holding his breath and concentrating and continued to practice.

All the methods he practiced were extremely insidious.

Running under the weather, is already unimpeded.

The damaged meridians in the body were repaired by running the airflow in the body.

Gradually, he regained a lot of energy.

Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead and rolled down his cheek to the ground.

"Qin poetry..."

The last mental picture of Zen master kuxuan is fixed in the beautiful image of Qin's poems and poems, and the corners of his mouth show a sly and evil smile.

That kind of intoxicated expression, obviously, is extremely satisfied with the appearance of Qin poetry.

In other words, kuxuan has played with countless women, only the beautiful images of Qin's poems are deeply imprinted in his mind.

He turned to think of Luo Ping, a selfish woman, who could do anything for her own self-interest.

When Qin's poems are mastered, the old witch who is in the way will not keep her alive in the world

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