Chapter 946 Miracle Medicine

Through the bloody moon.

Tushanjun inside the banner looked back.

Across the hazy blood moon, it looks like the entanglement between reality and dreams. Outside is the boundless blood light and inside is the vast greenery with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

The warm sunshine and the blowing spring breeze sweep away everyone's thoughts and bring endless peace to the soul.

Standing on this piece of land, Luo Tianfeng said: "The ancestors discovered this blessed land and relied on the construction of the Eighth Palace and Eleventh Mansion as the treasure house of Asura. From then on, the people of the tribe took root here, gradually growing the tribe, and now it is a veritable underworld. One of the hundred tribes.”

The underworld is not as distinct as the Yang world.

The underworld is like a sinking abyss, with all kinds of lost people, things and things.

It is said that there are ten thousand races, but in fact there are only a few more. No one knows how vast the underworld is.

The monks from the Yang world rarely come here. Once they fall here, they will try their best to go back. They will only take root if they can't go back. Therefore, the underworld becomes more and more huge.

A look of shock flashed in Luo Yangwu's eyes: "Did this place already exist?"

"right."

"An ancient place that has existed for a long time."

This was said not only to Yang Wu but also to Luo Manping.

As the future sect leader, Luo Tianfeng needs to tell him all the secrets in the sect at this moment, otherwise he may not have the chance to tell him again when his plan fails.

"The Captain is not a monk of our clan. He has existed here for a long time. No one knows whether he is alive or dead, and no one knows his details."

“He would hold the boat and send people who wanted to cross the river to the other side.”

"Perhaps he is selecting a successor for the owner of the treasure land, or he may just repeat his actions."

"..."

After hearing this, Luo Manping finally reacted and said: "Is the ancestor really missing?"

"Yes and no."

"The ancestor has never appeared again since he walked into the treasure land."

Luo Tianfeng shook his head slightly, obviously not wanting to talk about his ancestor.

The ancestor is a powerful Dao Lord and there is no need for juniors like them to worry about it. Even if the ancestor really died quietly, they should not know about it.

What's more, the ancestor disappeared in his own treasure land.

Luo Tianfeng took out a token.

"The last palace of the eight palaces and eleven palaces."

"Nirvana Shrine."

He crushed the token without hesitation as he spoke.

As the glow enveloped the three of them, they did not feel the spatial fluctuations at all and appeared in the last palace.

There is also a whirling forest behind Nirvana Palace.

Luo Tianfeng walked to the whirling forest and chanted something in a deep voice. He formed a mysterious seal with his palms. The forest moved and opened an ancient road. He looked back at the two people behind him and said, "Let's go."

Luo Manping's eyes were full of surprise, and he said in surprise: "There is a way!"

As a great dharma king, he has been in and out of the shrine countless times. Today, when he came here, it seemed like he was acquainted with this treasure land for the first time.

Gusu Cuiguang's expression was much more restrained and did not show much emotion on his face, but he was also frightened by such a turn of events. The treasure land that was originally like a back garden suddenly became mysterious.

No wonder the leader always said that outside the shrine is a forbidden area, but now it does look a bit like a forbidden area.

Luo Tianfeng said with a serious face: "Don't answer any sound you hear."

"Don't respond to any vision you see."

"Follow me."

Luo Manping was shocked: "We are great saints."

"What a holy city is in vain here." Luo Tianfeng took out a long golden pole from the inner world and flicked it gently. The long pole turned into an oil-paper umbrella and enveloped everyone.

Under the golden light, the three of them set foot on this unknown ancient road that leads to nowhere.

…

Inside the banner.

Tushanjun sat cross-legged under the big locust tree.

Holding the elixir and returning to Yuan, he looked at his palm calmly.

When he took away Luo Ganjing's soul that day, he chatted with Luo Ganjing for a long time.

"Since the Asura Grand Sect has long been dissatisfied with him, someone should have challenged him. Luo Tianpeng is not strong enough. The old king should be able to do it. Why did he not challenge Luo Tianfeng, but chose to help Luo Tianpeng and use all forces Hang Luo Tianfeng."

The red-haired monk said it very lightly.

It was as if he was doing the questions seriously.

Luo Ganjing wanted to find an excuse for the old king: "This..."

Tu Shanjun took over the conversation and said coldly: "I can't understand this either, unless he is not strong enough to defeat Luo Tianfeng, but he is confident of defeating Luo Tianpeng. With Luo Tianpeng as a pawn to clear the obstacles for him, he can no longer defeat Luo Tianfeng. Put things right out of chaos and ascend to the throne.”

Luo Ganjing's face darkened and he said, "No matter what you say about the relationship between the old king and the leader..."

"I don't care who is strong or weak."

"I'm asking why?"

"Why, the old king who has been peaceful for many years will take action."

"Why is it such a coincidence?"

Luo Ganjing asked in confusion: "Why?"

Tu Shanjun closed his eyes and said nothing, thinking about what Luo Tianfeng had said.

He must regard himself as a bystander and observe this chaotic situation to see what happened, or what happened that made the old king change his mind.

"..."

"I will become a Dao Lord and come back to life!"

"..."

Tushanjun suddenly opened his eyes.

Just like the black and red immortal eyes of the dark star in the abyss, they are burning.

Once he wasn't quite sure, now he was absolutely sure.

Luo Tianfeng must have obtained or possessed a treasure that could change his fate and bring him back to life, and it might even allow him to go further.

What exactly is this treasure?

Perhaps it is at the end of the ancient road.

…

The road in the ancient forest extends towards the unknown.

Luo Manping, who was under a large golden umbrella, heard a whisper and suddenly turned his head to look.

There was a shadow in the distance, but he couldn't see the shadow's face clearly. Just when he wanted to take a closer look, he suddenly felt his body sink. It turned out that the leader had pulled him.

The shocked Luo Manping said in a deep voice: "Thank you, leader!"

The misty divine light gathered into stairs, and the towering mountain peaks turned into majestic palaces.

They didn't seem to be walking on an ancient road in the woods, but on a pilgrimage road to a supreme divine court. There were pilgrims like them all around, and some pilgrims sank into it and disappeared.

The gloomy forest disappeared, and what appeared instead was a long and winding temple, with jade discs engraved with secret Taoist magic and some ancient scriptures that were completely unknown.

A horse-drawn sun chariot came from the bright heavenly palace, and the goddess surrounded by fairy fluff hooked the railing and flew away without any effort.

An indescribable fairy air hit his face, as if everyone walking on this ancient road was also on the road to becoming an immortal. This illusion that was so close to reality made Gusu Cuiguang want to go out and find out.

"Where are we?" Luo Manping asked.

He didn't know there was such a place in the treasure house.

This place didn't look like the depths of the forest at all, but rather like the legendary fairyland, and they, the cultivators, only glimpsed a corner of the fairyland.

Luo Tianfeng rarely answered: "The image of the ancient temple."

"The way of the gods?!" Luo Manping muttered about this avenue that should have been buried in history.

He immediately felt at ease. If this was the place where some god fell or a Taoist temple, perhaps he could really get a glimpse of the glory and magnificence of the ancient God Court from it.

Tushan Jun was not curious about Shinto.

In fact, he was not curious about many things.

He had come into contact with Shinto early in the past, and it was repeated in the cave, although it was eventually submerged in the long river of history, and turned into smoke and dust like the refined seal.

With the side effects of Shinto, it should be buried in the past, and no one should dig it out to disturb the world.

Speaking of Shinto, Luo Manping was surprised and doubtful: "It is said that Shinto has been cursed by God, but in my opinion..."

He looked at the appearance of the surrounding God Court again.

This should be a smooth road.

"We were born too late, who knows what happened in the ancient times?"

Luo Tianfeng did not answer.

Even he himself did not know what happened at that time, so how could he answer for others.

The more secrets there are, the more strength you need to match them to know them. History needs to be excavated and remembered, but don't turn it into a brand on yourself, melting your bones and blood.

This journey seems dangerous, but in fact, there are no accidents under the protection of the golden umbrella.

Everyone doesn't know how long they have walked, how many temples and jade discs they have passed, how many clouds and mists they have crossed over the fairy mountains, and the layers of colorful clouds have turned into a blue sea under a ray of blue light that rises to the sky.

"Arrived."

Looking at the blue light in the distant sky, Luo Tianfeng showed a look of relief.

It was a col and an endless fertile land, but only a small branch grew in this terrifying fertile land.

The emerald green leaves flowed with the light of the avenue, just like the immortal saint blooming his own divine light of Taoism, and even this world was soaked in the green branches.

Luo Manping widened his eyes and his body couldn't help shaking.

His throat rolled but could only make a hoarse sound.

He staggered as if he wanted to see the branches in the valley more clearly. He didn't know how long it took, but the sea of ​​consciousness visualization method was working to suppress the surging emotions like a rainstorm.

He asked softly: "Master, what is that?"

Luo Tianfeng answered without hesitation: "Divine medicine!"

"Divine medicine?!"

He exclaimed.

He even gasped in embarrassment.

Luo Manping couldn't calm down for a long time.

He didn't expect that there was a divine medicine at the end of the ancient road.

It is said that the divine medicine is a fairy treasure that can allow people to live a second life.

Live a second life without any sequelae.

A second life that can inherit one's own Tao.

That is not doubling the life span, nor borrowing 10,000 years from the sky, but starting from one's own Tao, blazing a new road to immortality, and there is a chance to become an immortal.

Don't look at it as just a little bit, once it is leaked, I am afraid that a great master will immediately descend on the great sect.

Luo Tianfeng sighed: "It's a pity that it's an immature divine medicine."

Luo Manping said anxiously: "If it's immature, you can wait for it to mature."

"It will never mature."

"None of us can keep it alive, and the entire great sect is the same. Even the people who once lived in this blessed land can't keep it alive. I want to use it to revive the dead and break through the realm of the Taoist monarch."

Luo Tianfeng said solemnly with a serious expression: "If I can't succeed, you can just do your job."

"I..."

"Puff!"

Luo Tianfeng spit out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't care about the pain from his ribs, and swung the Heavenly Striking Stick out.

With a bang.

The person who attacked was repelled.

Look closely.

The person who attacked was none other than Gusu Cuiguang.

Luo Tianfeng looked at his ribs.

There was an iron nail made of divine iron piercing into his flesh.

He couldn't help but say in horror: "Heaven Burial Nail?!"

This nail is made of the ghost gold of the dead star. It is the magic weapon of the burial god clan, the largest clan in the underworld. Once it enters the body, even if it does not die, it will suffer heavy damage.

It is said that if God has flesh and blood, he can also bury the sky, hence the name.

Luo Tianfeng pulled out the sky burial nail and stared at Gusu Cuiguang: "You hide it so deeply!"

Gusu Cuiguang, who was at a certain distance, said lightly: "You said that I am the one who looks most like you among many disciples."

Luo Tianfeng smiled bitterly.

The smile was full of bitterness.

If Gusu Cuiguang is the most like himself, then it is also the former self.

It is really ironic that the former self is plotting against the current self.

Luo Tianfeng smiled. He should have known what kind of character "himself" is. Why did he think Cuigu would not take action?

"You were the one who told the old king about my finding the magic medicine, right?"

Gusu Cuiguang nodded slightly: "I didn't know you got the magic medicine, you kept it a secret, but unfortunately the old king's health can't wait much longer."

"No matter what treasure you hide, he will try it."