"What are you talking about!? Burial Demon Mountain Range!?" Dong Tu Nan shouted out of voice, his two eyes suddenly staring straight at the white-haired old man.

"I... Shouldn't I be in the Yunze Treasure Land? Isn't this the Xuanyun Small World? How can I be in the Burial Demon Mountain Range?"

The white-haired old man looked at Dong Tunan, who had been muttering for a long time, and was also stunned with a puzzled expression, wondering if the young man in front of him was crazy, and how he talked to himself for a long time.

After a long time, he reacted and asked in a daze: "Dare to ask seniors, how to call it?"

As for the word Burial Demon Mountain Range, the first thought that came to Dong Tunan's mind was that it was dangerous and terrifying! And since this strange old man can survive here, he must not be a simple person. Therefore, his "senior" is also reasonable.

But the white-haired old man who heard the voice of the young man's "senior" had a different mentality, and he was still swords against himself just now, but now his attitude has changed so much, so his mood is suddenly much more comfortable.

"Old man, I have no name or surname, I am an idler, if you want to call me, then call me 'seasonal gong'! Symbiosis with the four seasons of nature, an old man!" The white-haired old man stroked his white beard very much, and said slowly.

"That's fine, weird old man... Forehead...... Senior Shi," Dong Tu Nan realized that he was at a loss, and hurriedly changed his voice, "May I ask if this is the Burial Demon Mountain Range, why do I see that the surroundings here are so peaceful, and I haven't even seen a single source beast?"

Shi Linggong smiled faintly: "It's strange, isn't it? Why is this huge, notoriously dangerous Burial Demon Mountain Range so deserted?"

Dong Tu Nan nodded, affirming his incomprehension.

"This question, please forgive me for not being able to answer you, you just need to know that it's not that there are no Source Beasts here, it's that they're not here yet. In the face of Dong Tunan's question, Shi Linggong did not respond accurately, but only gave a vague answer.

"Not yet?" he asked.

"Don't ask, if you really want to know, out of the mountains, you know everything. Shi Linggong waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to say anything more.

Dong Tu Nan sighed softly, and then fell silent. He thought to himself, this seasonal prince is still a little weird, he let himself out of the mountain range to know, presumably something big happened outside the mountain range.

"It's very likely that there is a problem on the side of Xuefeng County!" Dong Tunan was very vigilant, guessing that if something happened around the Burial Demon Mountain Range, then the first to bear the brunt would be the nearest Xuefeng County Town.

Immediately, he felt distressed again. Originally, he was obviously in the Yunze Treasure Land of Xuanyun Small World, but why did he appear directly in the Demon Burial Mountain Range after waking up?

You must know that Xuanyun Xiaotiandi is a high-level treasure weapon of Xuanyun Sect, except for crushing the jade talisman to escape, he doesn't know what other way there is.

"It's also possible that something happened in the Yunze Treasure Land, by the way, that strange energy......" he gradually remembered.

When he finally wanted to snatch the first underground palace and the cloud beads in it, there was a strong force that instantly enveloped his body, and no matter how he struggled, it was useless. In the end, there was confusion in my mind, I was delirious, and when I woke up again, I was already here.

"I don't know if Xiao Jin rescued Wu Han and them safely, and there are still the last ten people to be promoted, who will it be?"

"It seems that we will have to wait until we are out of the mountains, and then we will learn more about it. ”

Thinking about it, the white-haired old man Shi Linggong was still standing aside with his hands behind his back very leisurely and without saying a word.

Dong Tu Nan raised his head and opened his mouth to ask, "Senior, that... My injuries, when will they be treated?"

The condition of the meridians in the body has developed to a very bad point, and if it is not suppressed or treated, it may have extremely bad results.

At the same time, I have a lot to do. For example, he came to the Burial Demon Mountain Range in a daze, and presumably the election of the Xuanyun Sect basically had nothing to do with him.

There were also a few of them, Wu Han and Meng Qinghan, in such a dangerous situation at that time, Xiao Jin drove Shui Yunjiao to rush there, did he catch up? Their safety made Dong Tu Nan very worried.

Hearing this, Shi Linggong still had a calm and breezy demeanor, and said softly: "Don't worry, wait a while." ”

"No, I'm still in a hurry to get out, there are still a lot of things to ......do," Dong Tu Nan was in a hurry, and was talking loudly, when suddenly there was a commotion at the door, and he couldn't help but subconsciously turn his head to look.

The white-haired old man Shi Linggong's old eyes also lit up slightly, and then said, "Look, it's here." ”

I saw that in the dimness, the figure of the pickup pig swayed in, and the shrunken body was still round and full of naivety.

In its mouth, there is a large clay basin, which is bright black all over, as if it has been coated with a layer of glaze, which is particularly eye-catching under its shaking in the sight.

Boom!

The large clay basin was thrown heavily on the ground, and because of the accumulation of dust and debris on the ground, it did not break because of the vigorous resting, but it still made a noise.

"Move lightly!" the white-haired old man Shi Linggong saw it and immediately shouted.

The sound was like thunder, and it shook people's brains. Pickup Pig was no exception, and after suffering this reproach, he quickly shook his body and rushed out in a panic.

Dong Tunan's eyes were always on the pickup pig, all the while watching it disappear out the door. I thought to myself, I'm afraid that this would not make that strange old man cruel in normal times, and it scared him out of his mouth with a word.

"Okay, I can treat you. At this time, Shi Linggong's words sounded, pulling Dong Tunan's thoughts back.

"Hmm, what does this clay pot do?" asked Dong Tu Nan, looking down his head and pointing at something on the ground.

"Don't ask so much, move it over. Shi Linggong dropped a word, and then turned around and walked to the back room.

Dong Tu Nan also felt very helpless, but since the other party wanted to treat him, he had to listen to him.

Squatted down, stretched out his hands to clasp the two rings of the dazzling black clay pot, and then lifted it vigorously to keep up with the other party's pace.

After passing the wooden door, although the environment inside was dim, but the space was very large, Dong Tu Nan followed the white-haired old man Shi Linggong and walked inside for a distance, and finally came to a hidden area.

"Is this a secret room?" he glanced up, and there was a small stone room in front of him, which was empty and not cluttered at all, unlike the outside world.

"This is it, put it here. Shi Ranggong pointed to a place and motioned for Dong Tu Nan to put the tile basin down.

"Now pour the morning dew into the jar of night cream. Dong Tu Nan did as he said, and after putting down the clay pot, he took out two small porcelain vases from his body.

As soon as the mouth of the porcelain bottle was opened, a slight sound sounded, and then a trace of fresh breath floated out, which couldn't help but make people feel refreshed.

Without any further hesitation, he immediately poured all the "Morning Dew" into the small porcelain bottle containing the "Night Frost", and asked while shaking it gently, "And then?"

"Then crush the white mushrooms and pour them in. ”

Dong Tu Nan was about to pour the small porcelain vase into the clay basin next to him, but suddenly felt that something was wrong again, and said, "That... Where's the white mushroom?"

He suddenly realized that he hadn't found the white mushroom, and it was only found on the strange old man, so he deliberately reminded him.

Shi Linggong's face suddenly turned cold, but he was helpless, who had already agreed to it, so he had to take out two fair-skinned mushrooms and hand them to Dong Tunan.

Immediately afterwards, there was a complicated process, and when all the medicinal effects were adjusted, the white-haired old man gave Dong Tunan a "medicinal bath".

Dongtu Nan, who was soaking in the clay pot, was immersed in a strong sense of stimulation.

Because, at this time, the potency of the pots of medicinal liquid is all emanating, without exception, all of them converge into the pores of Dong Tunan's body, and then flow into the meridians of the body, constantly nourishing.

I don't know how much time has passed, but in short, it feels like a century has passed. The wisps of medicinal power flowed all over the body, forcing out some of the accumulated stains, not to mention how comfortable it was.

I only felt that my brain was clear, and Dong Tu Nan slowly opened his eyes, and gradually recovered from the state of suffering and comfort.

"Whew......" he exhaled heavily, and the depression in his heart was somewhat released, "Is it so amazing......

He was looking stunned with his palms open, when suddenly the voice of the old man came to his ears.

Shi Linggong knocked the wooden staff in his hand on the ground and said, "How is it, old man, my medicine is still effective, right?"

"It works! It's amazing!" Dong Tu Nan was of course excited, he carefully felt the changes in his body, it seemed that the injury was recovering rapidly, and there was an inexplicable increase in energy.

Time passed in a flash, and soon most of Dong Tunan's injuries had recovered, and the meridians no longer showed signs of blockage, and the source force could also operate normally.

Airplanes~

Just as he was about to get up from the clay basin, a thin layer of golden light instantly emerged from his body, emitting a dazzling light.

This scene made Shi Linggong, who was standing aside, directly dumbfounded.

I saw that his eyes were a little dull, and he asked with a very wrong expression: "You... You... You were in the Quenching Body Realm before, did you ever reach the strongest physical body?"

Seeing his words, Dong Tu Nan didn't know what was going on, he only felt that the light on his body was too dazzling, squinted his eyes vaguely, and replied, "Yes, I... I've cultivated the Flesh Limit Realm!"

"Extreme Realm...... Boy, you ......" For a while, even the white-haired old man was speechless in shock.

After a long time, as if after some psychological calmdown, Shi Linggong's face suddenly became solemn, looked directly at Dong Tunan, and said in a low and solemn tone: "Do you want to cultivate the strongest way?"

"The strongest...... Dong Tu Nan stood up from the clay basin and muttered a little sneeringly.