Plants and trees together are the root of all medicines, which is the consensus of all Dan and pharmacists. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But grass and trees are two words.

After all, grass and wood are two very different meanings.

The two may have the same path, and there may be many similarities, but grass is grass, and wood is just wood.

Interestingly, Luo Chuan's opportunity to open the way of herb and wood medicine was to get a notebook from Mr. Bai.

As a result, he obtained the "Hundred Herbs Refining Record".

And now, he was once again given a self-written book, and then there was more "Ten Thousand Trees Fighting for Glory" in his mind.

At this point, both grass and wood are complete.

Luo Chuan finally has the opportunity to become a qualified herb and wood pharmacist.

For a long time in the future, Luo Chuan was completely immersed in the grandeur of "Ten Thousand Trees for Glory", and gradually forgot where he was, and his progress seemed to have become a kind of inertia.

Finally, at some point, he woke up.

For once again he felt the chill that spilled into his heart.

Luo Chuan blinked vigorously, only to find that the winter coat on his body had been torn into rags by a gust of wind like a knife, and his hands began to frost, looking as crystal as jade.

As for the book he was holding, it was soaked in snow and water, and then condensed again, and when the cold wind blew lightly, it turned into a little ice crystal, and completely dissipated into this world.

Luo Chuan subconsciously raised his head, and immediately saw the most special existence in this piece of wind and snow.

It's not a weed, it's not a towering tree.

It's a pool of water.

Looking back, Luo Chuan couldn't see the way he came, and he didn't know how he got here.

The waterhole is not clear, it looks ordinary, there is nothing special about it, but in this cold place, ordinary itself represents a very unusual thing.

Mo Youxue said that when she came to the Hantan Secret Realm, she couldn't even get close to the center within a hundred zhang.

And now, how far is Luochuan from the cold pool that is so close at hand?

Ten zhang?

Sanzhang?

Or three feet?

Luo Chuan's mind seemed to be frozen at this moment, and perhaps he had not completely woken up from the subtlety of "Ten Thousand Trees for Glory", his eyes were a little dazed, and he was not naturally hot, or the expected excitement, but looked a little wooden.

Luo Chuan stretched out his hand and stroked towards the calm water.

But just as his fingertips were about to touch the cold water, a voice exploded in his ears like thunder.

"Boy, do you think you're going to have a long life?"

This thunder directly woke Luo Chuan from his trance, and then he shook his whole body, suddenly withdrew his palm, and turned his head to look at a middle-aged man a few feet away in shock.

The middle-aged man, wearing a straw hat on his head, a coat on his body, and a wooden fishing rod in his hand, sat on a black rock by the cold pool, as if fishing.

If it were at another time or place, Luo Chuan might not have looked at this person at all.

Because no matter how you look at it, this person is an ordinary fisherman.

But this is the secret realm of Hantan.

Again, everything that seems ordinary here is often the most extraordinary existence.

Luo Chuan's hands and feet were a little stiff, and it was only at this time that he realized that the white fireworks outside his body had long been extinguished, and what supported him all the way here was not the white flame burning technique, but the fluttering flame of hope!

This discovery shocked Luo Chuan's heart, and he wanted to retreat immediately.

At this moment, the middle-aged fisherman spoke again.

"Come and sit. ”

The fisherman still sat motionless on the black stone, neither turning his head to look at Luo Chuan, nor beckoning to him, and even his voice was mixed with the raging wind and snow, which seemed a little blurred.

Ling Luochuan was a little unsure for a while whether the other party had really invited him.

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Chuan still mustered up his courage and walked to the middle-aged fisherman's side with extremely heavy and stiff steps.

Then, a warm current suddenly enveloped Luo Chuan's whole body, making him feel like he was reborn.

Luo Chuan looked at the rejuvenated ruddy between his hands with great surprise, and then bowed down and said, "Thank you, senior." ”

The fisherman didn't respond to Luo Chuan's thanks, but suddenly asked, "Are you a disciple of the Ling Sword Sect?"

"Yes!"

"Something interesting...... the fisherman seemed to smile, but unfortunately his face was obscured by the shadow of the straw hat, so that Luo Chuan couldn't see it really.

Then everything was silent again.

Luo Chuan stood in place and waited for a long time, and when he saw that the other party didn't mean to speak, he straightened up again, then took half a step forward, and asked curiously, "Is the senior fishing here?"

No one answered.

So Luo Chuan changed his question: "Luo Chuan, an outer disciple of the Ling Sword Sect, dare to ask for the name of the senior?"

This time, there was no longer silence, but a strange sound.

"Whew...... ...... Whew......"

Sounds like a snort!

Luo Chuan was suddenly a little stupid, and then he took a cautious step, mustered up the courage to twist his neck, and looked at the fisherman's face covered by a straw hat.

Then, Luo Chuan saw the most absurd scene since his rebirth.

The middle-aged fisherman, who was still talking to him a second ago, had already closed his eyes, snoring lightly in his nose, and even had a trace of saliva hanging on the corner of his mouth, and it looked like he was asleep in an instant!

The scene was very embarrassing for a while.

It took Luo Chuan a long time to finally come back to his senses, and he didn't know whether to wake up the other party, so he could only sit on the spot and observe the surrounding environment.

Undoubtedly, the pool in front of him is the most central place of the Hantan Secret Realm, that is, the sword pool in Mo Youxue's mouth.

But Luo Chuan looked around, but he couldn't see what was in the water, let alone looking for the peerless divine sword.

As for the surroundings of the Sword Pond, it was the same as before, a white expanse of snow, and there was nothing except ......

The middle-aged fisherman, and the big black stone under the fisherman's buttocks.

There is no doubt that in this pure white world, a black stone suddenly appeared, which was definitely the most eye-catching, and Luo Chuan also faintly found that the warmth he had been feeling all the time was not the star power emitted by the fisherman, but from this black stone!

"It's a treasure!" Luo Chuan's eyes were hot, but he didn't dare to raise his heart of plunder.

After all, in his opinion, the fisherman was more mysterious and unfathomable than this stone!

The most curious thing is, what exactly is he fishing?

Could it be that in this cold pool, there are really fish?

Luo Chuan was deeply skeptical about this, so another guess rose in his mind.

"Could it be that he's fishing for Excalibur here!"

As soon as he thought of this, Luo Chuan shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that he was really obsessed with the Excalibur......

Seeing that the middle-aged fisherman didn't seem to be able to wake up in a short time, Luo Chuan could only simply start cultivating again, and the White Flame Burning Body Technique was immediately operational, and then he was pleasantly surprised to find that the white flame on his skin had grown from half an inch to about two inches!

This also means that his white flame skin is close to being completed!

In addition to being delighted, Luo Chuan hurriedly dropped his mind on his own sea of stars, and immediately found that the hundreds of millions of stars had been lit up by as much as eighty percent, reflecting the entire starry sky brighter than day!

"Before I knew it, I had broken through again?"

Luo Chuan gasped, and then frowned.

"But I don't know, how long have I been in this cold pool, a month, or three months, or even a year?"

Since Luo Chuan entered the secret realm, he had lost his concept of time, and when he thought of this serious problem, he suddenly panicked.

Because he began to worry about whether it would be dangerous to leave his red beans for so long.

Baicaotang, which is still controlled by Li Hong, will there be any changes.

From a certain point of view, he had already completed his initial goal of coming to the secret realm to cultivate, not only did his cultivation break through from the sixfold to the eightfold of the descending star, but the white flame skin was also very close to Dacheng, not to mention, he also memorized the "Ten Thousand Trees for Glory" here.

In addition to still not finding the so-called divine sword, Luo Chuan's trip to the secret realm can be described as fruitful.

Especially after seeing the light of the flame of hope above the starry sea dimmed again, Luo Chuan even had the idea of retreating.

Then, suddenly, he remembered something, took the immeasurable pot from his waist, and threw his mind into it.

I didn't want to see the elixirs I had refined before, but to observe how my clone was conceived.

From a certain point of view, this is the only way to determine the time in Luochuan now!

He remembered that after receiving the soul of the black-faced boy, he could clearly perceive that it would take at least half a year for the clone to be conceived, so what about now?

It's a pity that before Luo Chuan could come up with an answer, the Shanhai pot in his hand disappeared out of thin air.

appeared in the arms of the middle-aged fisherman.

"Huh, this gourd is good!"

Seeing this, Luo Chuan was suddenly anxious, but he didn't dare to grab it, so he hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Senior, this is my spiritual treasure, and I have recognized the Lord's ......."

Hearing this, the middle-aged fisherman was immediately stunned, then gently rubbed the surface of the Shanhai pot with his hand, and sighed: "It's really a master's thing, this is a bit troublesome." ”

As he was speaking, the middle-aged fisherman turned his head suddenly, looked at Luo Chuan with some doubts, and said, "Who are you? How did you end up here? This gourd is yours?"

"Huh?"

Luo Chuan's eyes widened, and he was a little unsure whether this fisherman was pretending to be crazy and stupid, but he still repeated what he had said before: "Outer disciple of the Ling Sword Sect, Luo Chuan, meet the seniors." ”

"Oh...... It turned out to be a junior in the sect, so I'm really embarrassed to rob you of your things. After that, the middle-aged fisherman pouted and threw the Shanhai pot into Luo Chuan's hand.

"It's really interesting to be able to come here with the cultivation of the Star Descending Realm, but this gourd is completely a tyrannical thing in your hands, do you know what this thing should be used for?"

The loss and recovery of the mountain and sea pot did not make Luo Chuan overjoyed, but he was full of doubts in his heart, but all this disappeared in the words of the middle-aged fisherman.

Luo Chuan's palm holding the Shanhai pot tightened suddenly, and he hurriedly spoke: "I still hope that my seniors will give advice!"

It's a pity that the answer to him was not a word, but a ......

"Whew...... ...... Whew......"

Luo Chuan suddenly felt that his whole person was not good.

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