The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 1549

It can be said clearly in a few words:

"However, Divine Doctor Zhou doesn't need to worry about anything. I may not be able to calm him down for a while, but to be honest, I'm also quite curious about what caused the golden elixir to walk all over the ground in that era, and the Nascent Soul was as numerous as dogs.

It's just that under the deduction of the patriarch who has reached the sky in half a step, he discovered that the corner of the heavenly way feeds back the location of the Lingqiao, which is the death place where the ancient gods fell, which made countless monks stop. "

Zhou Youting's expression also became serious. He didn't know whether he was facing Feng Sanniang or whom, and nodded silently.

In fact, he can understand to some extent, after all, even the place where the ancient gods have fallen, and the cultivators who are so different from them, even if they are the ancestors of the robbery, I am afraid that no one dares to set foot on the place of death, but...

"The place of death you are talking about is Penglai, right?" Zhou You vaguely felt that these words sounded familiar after hearing Feng Sanniang's words.

When asked about Difeng Sanniang, she had to smile wryly: "Yeah, can you imagine it? The place of death that stopped countless monks, was turned by Penglaimu into the spiritual energy needed to cultivate the true way, which represents death. The bewitched Jiuming and Lingqiao appeared at the same time."

Zhou You imagined it, but couldn't imagine it, so he didn't bother to entangle you outside the door with Feng Sanniang, so he said directly:

"White..."

It's just that Zhou You's voice calling for Bai Qi has not yet fallen, Feng Sanniang seems to be grabbing the last straw.

After tightly grabbing Zhou You's sleeve, Feng Sanniang seemed to look at Zhou You, and also seemed to cast him past him, looking elsewhere:
"Under countless powerful deduction, we know that Penglai wood and Lingqiao are closely related, and they are in the same relationship. The former is blessed by heaven, ignores all evil damage, and swallows turbid air, while the latter converts the dead energy absorbed by Penglai wood into spiritual energy. , so that good and evil are balanced between heaven and earth."

Feng Sanniang's words carried a certain rhythm, neither urgent nor slow, which was unusually pleasant to hear.
I just don't know what method she used?Thinking so, Zhou You played with the box containing the Penglai wood, but didn't speak again for a while.

However, Feng Sanniang seemed to understand something, and took the initiative to say:
"It is precisely because of this that the suzerain who controls this place created the sect, and Penglai was born out of nowhere. His strength even surpassed that of the fairy mountain, and he faintly became the leader. Unfortunately, due to the name of the place of death, no one dared to Take half a step."

Zhou You rubbed his chin, and said in an inexplicably complicated tone: "So at the beginning, countless big sects of cultivation looked on coldly, because they felt that the master's sect had robbed the world of cultivators' opportunities?"

Zhou You had listened to these words roughly, but from Feng Sanniang's mouth, the more she listened, the more she felt that her tone was strange, implying some kind of bad premonition.

Cultivators attach great importance to chance and treasures of heaven and earth, and even countless cultivators have fallen here. If Penglaimu is really as powerful as Feng Sanniang said, and even faintly related to Lingqiao, then...

Just when Zhou You frowned and thought, he heard an ethereal voice, which rang out in his mind with rare anger:
"It's just farting! This group of people who can't eat grapes will say that the grapes are sour. If it weren't for Gu, the time when the Lingqiao was buried in a dead place and the spiritual energy disappeared, we would have to tell in advance that after the War of the Ancients, where is there any fairy mountain..."

In my impression, this was the first time I heard Lingqiao's foul-mouthed Zhou You, and I subconsciously looked at my shoulder.

Ling Qiao seemed to be very angry, now he jumped on Zhou You's shoulder twice, and then he was about to burst into flames, and circled around Zhou You angrily countless times.

Feeling a little dizzy looking at Zhou You, the frown was frowned for some reason, and it was faintly flattened, and then looked at the phantom being discussed.

Guhun was standing next to the Penglai wood that had just sprouted rice grain-sized buds, and just stretched out his hand when the Lingqiao was about to turn into an afterimage and almost ran away.

"Gu..." Xiao Lan Tuanzi, who was so angry and ran away just now, was like a wronged child in the hand that was stretched out so lightly that it was almost nothing.

Even though there is only one soul left for the once powerful suzerain, just like before when he blocked Zhou You, he just waved his sleeves and raised his hand casually, and after washing with endless time, he was safe. , The cloud is calm and the wind is light, but that is the case.

—— Serious injury and slander, she really doesn't care!
Knowing this, Zhou You couldn't help staring blankly at the remnant soul that had been slandered by rumors and gossip. Even though the other party hadn't said a word, he still made him subconsciously hold down his throbbing heart. Perhaps only such a god can To survive in the battle of the ancients, perhaps only such a soul can...

"Every drink and peck is pre-determined, the so-called cause and effect..." Zhou You looked at the old soul, and suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence.

Zhou You's hand holding his heart trembled for a moment. In the dark, he suddenly understood the words of the former soul, but the unwillingness rising in his heart almost overwhelmed him.

Lingqiao's anger stopped at the old soul raising his hand to appease him, but Zhou You's conjecture welled up in his heart, like a frozen river surface for three winters, cracked an indecipherable but real hole.

Feng Sanniang wanted to say something else, but when she looked at the void and wandered around, she suddenly remembered that this was in the territory of an old friend of the teacher's school. Before anyone else could speak, she took the initiative to change the subject with a smile and said:
"It's too far."

She said so on the surface, but she condensed her voice into a bunch, avoiding Chu Qing, Bai Qi and others who were already looking bad, and only fell into Zhou You's ears: "The so-called righteousness and turbidity are the differences between anger and anger. To put it bluntly, the suzerain of the past used the natural power of Penglai wood to suppress the evil spirits, found the spiritual bridge, obtained countless rare and rare treasures, established a school, and established the great reputation of Penglai.

It's just that now, in this era of the end of the Dharma when the aura disappears, even if Master Zhou uses all the spirit stones to build the spirit gathering formation, if he really wants to say, it is not enough for this Penglaimu to give back to the world. "

Feng Sanniang's whispered words like voice transmission also brought back Zhou You's thoughts, and he moved his eyes away from the old soul that was about to melt into nothingness:

"Ms. Maple Leaf said so, is there a solution?"

He no longer talked about the past, and only talked about Penglaimu.

And what Feng Sanniang was waiting for was his question, first she smiled, and then said implicitly: "It's not a complete solution, it's just that the things in this box can temporarily relieve Zhou's urgent need."

Hearing this, Zhou You didn't continue to look at the old soul, her indifferent attitude, even if it was really useful, I'm afraid she wouldn't show any eagerness.

"Urgent?"

Thinking so, Zhou You turned his head and glanced at the white chess next to him.

The latter's complexion was not very good, but even though Feng Sanniang's words were useless before...

(End of this chapter)