Although the words are reflected in the efforts and struggles of a grass and wood spirit for the sake of the clan, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, and Chen Zheng and Yan Xuelan, who are human races, can see that something is wrong at a glance.

The elder of this herb and wood spirit tribe is likely to have been tricked, and it is obvious from this text that there is a loophole, since that mysterious existence even has a secret method for refining the immortal grass, how can you still let you refine it, and even the most stupid people have heard of ancient legends.

In the legend, the longevity grass is known as the world's first divine object, its only role is to make people immortal, as long as you get the longevity grass, even if you don't swallow it, you can ensure a person's immortality, and even an exaggeration is that if the world is broken, people who have longevity grass will live well and achieve real immortality.

However, legends are just legends, and many warriors in reality have gone crazy because of this legend.

On the one hand, martial artists practice martial arts for strength, in order to get a glimpse of the secrets of the Heavenly Dao, and for the purpose of prolonging life.

Death may be a trivial event for some, but for others it can be an earth-shattering event. If you can live forever, what wealth and power are not at your fingertips.

It's a pity that since the legend of the game appeared, I have never heard of anyone getting the evergreen grass.

However, I heard that an immortal old man had lived for an unknown number of years, and several times someone saw him alive even though he was dead, and he was once suspected of having a long grass.

However, in the end, he was caught by a group of top martial artists who were eager to prolong his life, and his bones were crushed and scattered, and people never saw this immortal old man again.

If this world's number one divine object can be cultivated in this way, then wouldn't everyone in this world be immortal? I don't know if the stone slab outside was made by this elder after being fooled.

Chen Zheng felt a little speechless, he didn't know whether to say that this elder was simple or that this elder was simple or stupid, he was fooled a few times casually and acted rashly and took the life of his own clan, and even he was estimated to be someone else's pawn, which is really sad and lamentable.

Yan Xuelan also sighed a few words, and stretched out her hand to open the brocade box that the elder was still holding in his hand.

A small blue grass with double leaves growing inside was revealed, and just by smelling the fragrance of the grass, you could feel as if your soul had received a massage, which was very comfortable.

Yan Xuelan stared at this familiar grass and looked happy, "That's right, this is the Divine Yuan Grass we found in the previous life, it won't be wrong, with this root, the worshippers in the worship hall can quickly cultivate a large number of fast-growing Divine Yuan Grass, so that they can quickly refine the Soul Returning Pill." ”

Chen Zheng said solemnly: "Then you quickly hit this box into the Yuan Qi ring and put it away, you must not lose it, now our problem is how to get out." "There's no way out of here except for the tunnels you came from.

Yan Xuelan motioned for Chen Zheng to go back with herself to see if she could return the same way from the stone slab.

When the two of them returned to the slate, they found that it was a bit dark, and there was no mechanism to open the slate, but they could faintly hear a noise outside.

At this time, the outside was fried, and the princess was sucked in by the tunnel behind the stone slab, and even the head of the embroidered guards went in, if the princess had three games and two shorts, none of these people present would want to live.

Butterfly, like those maids, attacked the slate with the weapons in their hands, hoping to break it, but they all did useless work, and were instead counterattacked by the slate and suffered internal injuries.

Zheng Sanjin saw that his benefactor and his current boss were put into a black hole, their heads were big, and they couldn't move this slate with the efforts of Xiaotianhu, I really don't know who designed it too strongly.

Butterfly is in a hurry to cry, she has no means to contact the rest of the royal family, the top priority should be to find someone to save the princess, but where can I find someone in this place, if I go back to find someone, I don't know how many days, Butterfly is worried and desperate.

Zheng Sanjin saw that the butterfly was about to cry in a hurry, and hurriedly comforted: "Oh, you think too much, the following is safe, if it is not safe, Lao Tzu's Howling Tiger will definitely perceive it, you see it is so calm, it is obvious that there is no danger, we just need to wait quietly and quietly, what kind of broken look is crying?" ”

The Xiaotian Tiger on the side nodded at the right time, cooperating with Zheng Sanjin's words.

The butterfly's eyes turned, as if it was such a truth, the perception of war beasts was somehow stronger than that of humans. It seems that there is some truth in what Zheng Sanjin said.

The butterfly glanced at Zheng Sanjin deeply, "Okay, this is what you said, you remember it for me, if the princess loses a hair by then, I will count it on your head." ”

Zheng Sanjin scolded in his heart, how could it be counted on my head, it was really a big black cauldron from the sky, but on the surface, he still held on: "What Lao Tzu said is what Lao Tzu said, you give Lao Tzu a good look, and when the time comes, you will have to promise me one thing if the princess is fine." ”

The butterfly looked at Zheng Sanjin provocatively, "Okay, it's a word." ”

Lin Yunfeng and Peach Blossom on the side, as well as Huang He, Wang Sanyun, and Tan Daoji, all got together, and their faces were a little worried, but the degree was not as strong as that of butterflies.

Everyone is also very concerned about Chen Zheng's safety, but the slate has no reaction at all, and they don't know how to crack it, Old Man Wang has been leaning west since Yan Xuelan was sucked into the cave, why? He was also at the entrance of the cave at the time, why was Yan Xuelan the only one who was sucked and provoked, but he was intact, and he was almost accused of murdering the princess by those female dolls.

Chen and Yan, who were inside, could vaguely hear the sound of talking outside, but no matter how they shouted inside, they couldn't hear it outside, which could be said to be very embarrassing, what should they do.

Just when the people inside and outside couldn't do anything, the savior came.

The people outside soon saw a popular person flying over, landing accurately in the middle of the team of embroidered guards and maids, and the strength control was excellent, and there was not much dust splashed, obviously a martial artist with perfect control over his own strength.

The person who embroidered the clothes was a little confused, who is this, but Wang Sanyun, the old man's face, twitched, and then he hid behind Tan Daoji silently, as if he didn't want to meet with the visitor.

This suddenly arrived martial artist, dressed in very simple martial arts clothes, can't hide his strong muscles, how to say it, even Tan Daoji's current body is probably weaker than this, just like the difference between the wrist and the waist.

A flat head that is very uncommon in the Yuanwu Continent, still tightly attached to the scalp, and a classic Chinese character face with a confident smile. But it looks like it's a bit dusty, so I'm in a hurry.

Butterfly's eyes lit up, and these few people who knew him hurriedly asked him for help: "Lord Zhao, Lord Zhao, save the princess, the princess is trapped behind this stone slab, and we can't open it." ”

Yan Xuelan, who was inside, heard the butterfly calling Lord Zhao, so she smiled and said to Chen Zheng: "Okay, the savior is here, it's Uncle Zhao, let's step back, beware of being accidentally injured by him." ”

Chen Zheng followed Yan Xuelan back with a blank face: "Uncle Zhao? Which one? Aren't all the royal families of our Yan Kingdom surnamed Yan? ”

Yan Xuelan replied to Chen Zheng with a good-looking roll of his eyes and said, "Stupid, of course it's Zao Wou-ki, you don't even know this, don't you always don't ask about the world before?" ”

Chen Zheng was stunned: "Zao Wou-ki, Lord Zhao?" Protector of the Martial Saint? ”

Zao Wou-ki's name, how could Chen Zheng not have heard of it, this was the person Chen Zheng admired the most in his previous life.

A few years after his previous life, Zao Wou-Ki's fame gradually began to spread. When the rebel cult ravaged Beiyan, Zao Wou-Ki began to show his head, not only advanced to the realm of martial saints, but also relied on his self-created exercises, and he didn't know how many demons and cult demons he had killed.

Chen Zheng didn't have a good impression of the demon sect and the cult because of family feuds in his previous life, and Zao Wou-ki's heroic deeds used a sense of empathy for him, and he admired Zao Wou-Ki to death, since Zao Wou-Ki came, his two people were saved.

Zhao Wouji outside didn't panic when he heard that the princess was trapped, but first looked at the figure hiding behind Tan Daoji, with a hint of smile and surprise in his eyes, obviously recognizing the identity of that person.

He waved his hand and said to the butterfly: "Don't be nervous, the princess will be fine, I will open this stone slab and save the princess from now." ”

After that, everyone didn't see any movement from Zhao Wouji, but a powerful sword intent suddenly appeared in his hand, and then casually pointed at the stone slab: "Sword finger." ”

This move is officially as its name suggests, sword fingers, through the fingers to send out a strong sword qi to attack the enemy, but also with a strong sword intent, this kind of exercise is unimaginable and difficult for ordinary people to do, it is completely to temper the body into a weapon.

The powerful sword qi slammed into the stone slab with great force, and the stone slab, which had been able to resist and even counter the attacks of the Luck Realm martial artists, let out a feeble moan in the face of Zao Wouji's attack.

The slate was smashed on the spot, revealing the hole behind it, and before Zhao Wouji could move, Yan Xuelan's voice came from inside: "Uncle Zhao is me, I'm fine, you don't have to come in, it's troublesome Uncle Zhao, you always come to save me, and this time I was saved by you again." ”

"Wow!" The team of maids present cheered, the princess was fine, and the boulder in their hearts also fell

(End of chapter)

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