037 Reborn from the ashes and rose to fame 3
Wang Mengcheng learned that Changmei Zhenren said that in order to cure Hua Fei's injury, several extremely rare herbs are needed, and the first of these herbs is difficult to find. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Demon fox leaves, mimosa, dragon spirit root, and broken magic fruit, these herbs are only two of them, and the remaining mimosa and devil-breaking fruit are hard to find in the world, and it is difficult to buy them for thousands of dollars. ā
The long-eyebrow real man sighed, only to feel a burst of weakness, and Wang Mengcheng couldn't help but feel confused on the side.
"Senior, what is the Demon Breaking Fruit? ā
Wang Mengcheng was unheard of, he knew the mimosa, but he didn't know how to find it.
"The Demon Breaking Fruit is the one that turned into a body of vitality before the dragon turned into a dragon, fell into the deep lake, and merged with the Tai Sui who sank at the bottom of the lake, and after a long time, it can form a strange black fruit. ā
The white-eyed real person stroked his beard and continued.
"The fruit was jet black, but it was accompanied by vermilion, forming two fruits, which were exactly the same in appearance, like a square tripod, one black and one white, but when they were picked, they were both black. ā
Wang Mengcheng was surprised to hear it, and suddenly became interested, not to mention whether he had seen it or not, he had never even heard of it, and it was too old! But it is a rare thing in the world, it is said that it can rejuvenate and prolong life.
"Hehe, the old man knows, you are confused, in fact, the old man doesn't really believe that there is such a fruit in the world. ā
The long-eyebrow real person smiled and glanced at Wang Mengcheng, who was stunned on the side.
Wang Mengcheng touched his head and couldn't help but smile, "Then why did the senior look for that Broken Demon Fruit?"
"Well, to be honest, but the old man is a little too worried, but the Demon Breaking Fruit has really been circulated in the rivers and lakes, and you have obtained it in the Nine Festivals of the Eagle back then, but I don't know if it is still in his hands now. ā
When Wang Mengcheng heard this, his heart tightened, how could he not care about the good and bad things of the Heavenly God Sword, that is, his master Eagle Nine Festival would be contaminated a little.
The long-eyebrow real person seemed to see what Wang Mengcheng was thinking, and couldn't help but laugh again.
"Do you think that the Eagle Nine Festival will always be connected with good and bad things?"
Wang Mengcheng was a little embarrassed, but nodded slightly, only to see the long-eyebrow real person walk to Hua Fei and sit down, raise his head with one hand, and put the other hand in Hua Fei's abdomen, and saw a faint golden light shining, as if a cloud of qi was transmitted to Hua Fei's body.
After Changmei finished doing this, he continued, "Your master, back then, was indeed a powerful man, no one in the world knew who didn't know, and the prestige he established was probably unmatched, but he was afraid that he also had the most enemies, not only that, but he also killed the most people." ā
Wang Mengcheng sighed lightly, he only felt that there was something to say in his mouth, but he couldn't say it, he wanted to ask why Shizun became like this, but he didn't speak.
There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Wang Mengcheng carried Hua Fei on his back, and Changmei Zhenren led the way in front of him, and went to the west of Los Angeles, but it was getting farther and farther away from Qingping Temple, where the Heavenly Sword was located, and Wang Mengcheng's heart was becoming more and more uneasy.
He knew that if he left, he was afraid that he would meet in the coming year, and he would either be killed or forced to kill.
Seven days later, it was the beginning of April, and now Wang Mengcheng and Changmei Zhenren, as well as Hua Fei, who was seriously injured and is still in a coma, have been staying in Longyang Villa for two days.
Longyang Villa, is the second largest villa in the world, the owner of the village from the fire, was originally a general in the court, the generalissimo of the soldiers and horses with heavy power, only because of the recruitment of frames, coupled with the four-class system of the Mongols, led to the rebellion of the fire, and summoned loyal subordinates to establish Longyang Villa.
Five years ago, I met Changmei Zhenren, and after that, I continued to contact and formed a good fate, and I wanted to worship Changmei Zhenren as a teacher, who knew that Changmei did not accept apprentices, but Changmei was stubborn and accepted him as a registered disciple.
This time, I saw Hua Fei, a disciple of Changmei, and I was envious in my heart, because of the rules of the sect, I also called Hua Fei a senior brother.
In the guest room, Changmei Zhenren continued to heal Hua Fei's injuries, although he sent internal force and true qi to heal his injuries every day, but he could only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, but he still did these useless work, in his words, even if it was useless, but his heart was better.
Standing next to the fire, looking at the age of the real person with long eyebrows, sweat oozing from his forehead, holding a wet towel in his hand, it was not easy to disturb, so he had to greet him for more than half an hour.
Finally, Changmei Zhenren regained his strength, slowly opened his eyes, and passed the wet towel away from the fire.
"Master, Senior Brother is so seriously injured, the disciple has already sent someone to look for the mimosa, and he has already had some eyebrows, I heard that Master Nan Shaolin Kongxiang has half a plant, and I have already sent someone to beg. ā
Leaving the fire respectfully, the respect is self-evident, not to mention that Changmei and him still have the grace to save their lives.
"Thank you so much, I've lived here as a teacher for the past few days, but my heart has been a little more stable, by the way, I asked you to send someone to fetch the demon fox leaf, the dragon spirit root, but it's almost there?"
Changmei thanked him, and then asked.
"Master, the two-flavored spirit grass has been obtained, and it will be there in the afternoon. ā
Changmei nodded, and continued to ask some other questions, and while the two were talking to each other, there was a rush of running outside the door.
"Tell the general, something is wrong!"
It turned out to be a communications officer who ran in with a crawling belt, his face was eager but panicked, and he was a little displeased when he saw this, and the real person with long eyebrows smiled slightly, indicating that it was okay.
"Come on, what's the big deal!"
"General, there is an old man outside the door, claiming that he is the Emperor Sword Destroyer, saying that he wants to see ......" The little communications officer raised his head and secretly glanced at the real person with long eyebrows, but he didn't dare to say the rest of the words.
Displeased with the fire, he reprimanded loudly, "Branches, if you have something to say, say it quickly, and let it go!"
The communications officer slammed and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "That old man said he wanted to see him, and he wanted to see the immortal ...... of the elder elder Changmei."
Ouch hey......
As soon as the communications officer finished speaking, he was slapped out of the door by Lihuo, turned around twice, and fell to the ground with a muffled snort and hissing in pain.
"That's it, he is also unintentional, it seems that coming to the ninth layer is the destruction of Kun, let's go out and have a look." ā
Changmei waved his hand and blocked most of the palm power from the fire, otherwise that palm would not have killed the communications officer.
"Yes, Master, the disciple is impulsive, I hope the Master will not blame him. ā
"Hehehe, it's okay, but you're impulsive, you still have to change your temper. ā
"Yes, the teachings of the master and the disciples must be kept in mind. ā
When the two came to the gate, they saw more than a dozen doormen lying outside the door, most of whom covered their abdomen with their hands and their heads were bleeding.
Seeing this, Lihuo roared loudly, "If the predecessor is really the predecessor who destroyed the kun, the kid would have nothing to say, but the predecessor has such a style, and he starts beating my subordinates without asking about everything, I'm afraid it will make the kid embarrassed." ā
It's really not too much to say that he is away from the fire, as the leader of the subordinates, he naturally can't ignore the safety of his subordinates.
"Go, go, you doll, the old man is here to find the old man, you don't have to be nosy. ā
As soon as the words were finished, the old man who called himself the Human Emperor Sword rushed to the front of the real person with long eyebrows like a ghost, wearing a hat, two swords pinned to his waist, and a black power suit.
"Hey, why are you doing this, I think you must have come here to fly for the flowers. ā
The long-eyebrow real person shook his head slightly, as if Xuan Kun had been giving him a headache, but Xuan Kun didn't care.
"Lao Tzu's grandson is here with you, you old immortal, why didn't you tell me earlier, so that I passed by him before, and if it was later, I wouldn't even be able to see each other. ā
The meaning of Xuan Kun's words pointed directly at the long eyebrows, and when it came to excitement, a body of internal force rushed out of the body, and the true qi continued to leak out.
The fire on the side was a little overwhelmed, and his body kept sliding backwards.
As soon as Changmei Zhenren raised his left hand, he immediately unloaded most of his internal force, and the spread of his true qi was much smaller, and his face was also a little sad, and he was not entirely to blame for this matter.
"Old friend, you know that this matter is a very sensitive matter, and besides, this was also twenty years ago, and it was ...... at that time."
Changmei wanted to say something, but Xuan Kun didn't give him a chance, pulled out the long sword on his waist, and stabbed head-on.
Changmei Zhenren didn't want to make a move, just waiting for the sword to stab, but not far from the fire rushed over, grabbed the huge plate sword at his waist, and wanted to block it.
Unexpectedly, how strong the sword qi of the exterminating kun was, with a bang, it shook the fire to a distance of more than ten zhang.