Listening to the voice, .com Gu Fengchun and Luo Xiaodan's hearts tightened, although Shan Zifeng shouted loudly, but suddenly, Gu Fengchun and Luo Xiaodan couldn't hear Shan Zifeng screaming something, thinking that there was some flood beast killing behind them. Looking back, Shan Zifeng and his subordinates were running back in a panic, stumbling and stumbling along the way, as if there was a devil chasing them behind them.

However, Gu Fengchun didn't notice that there was something chasing behind the two of them, frowned, and then answered Luo Xiaodan's question, saying, "That black shadow has a title called phantom. It is said that the phantom is changed by people, and according to Chen Si, it is those who do not have a certain restrictive genetic inheritance, and after eating something by mistake, they will become like this. For example, the elixir of immortality, according to my speculation, is more likely to be related to something called fenberry grass, which is also one of the main ingredients used in refining the elixir of immortality. Gu Fengchun's voice was very indifferent, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him, but he felt unusually emotionally in his heart, if it weren't for this incident, he would still be in S City at the moment as his cultural relics identification master, living a leisurely life every day, instead of eating and drinking like now, and the day is precarious.

"Elixir of immortality? Is there really an elixir of immortality? Luo Xiaodan was in the same car with Gu Fengchun and Chen Si during the long trip to the plateau, and heard a lot of conversations between Chen Si and Gu Fengchun, most of the conversations between the two of them were around the discussion of immortal medicine and the forbidden land, although the discussion between the two was a bit vague, but she could still hear that what the two were talking about was immortal medicine. At that time, Luo Xiaodan doubted the authenticity of the immortal medicine, and then thought of his grandfather Luo Sihai, after using a dose of potion sent by Shan Zifeng, his condition was greatly controlled, could it be that it was also something related to immortal medicine?

Luo Xiaodan nodded silently, thoughtful. The mammoth limped up from the river, his right leg bitten by a crocodile, and his flesh was blurred. Fortunately, as a master of the black cat commando, he has also reached a certain level of attainment in traditional Indian yoga cultivation techniques, and at the moment when the crocodile attacked him, he stretched his yoga and moved his legs as deformed as possible, only bearing a small part of the crocodile's strength, and his legs were not bitten off, otherwise even if he successfully broke free from the crocodile's killing, that leg would definitely not be saved.

"Are you alright?" Gu Fengchun turned his head to look at the mammoth, and looking at the mammoth's pale face, he could still laugh. Mammoth looked at Gu Fengchun with a tangled face, this guy was sick when he was in the river, as if his strength had been drained, how did he climb ashore and become energetic again. Mammoth rubbed his eyes to see if he was wrong. Gu Fengchun's face still had a hint of redness, this flush was not like the gloomy aura on the patient's face, but like the appearance of a bloody person.

How can it be? This guy is bleeding all the time, why is there such good blood on his face? Mammoth shook his head and smiled bitterly, the impression that this quaint Feng Chun had given him was too weird.

Mammoth replied: "My leg is a little injured, but it's not a big deal, I have practiced yoga and reached a very high number of rounds, and I should be almost recovered in three or four days." When he said this, his face was a little proud, the most famous and mysterious thing in India is the practice of yoga, and the mammoth is not the so-called self-cultivation and beauty yoga calisthenics that are popular on the market, but the real mystery. There are many ascetics in India who practice these advanced yoga, some grandmaster-level existences, they are always enlightened about the mysteries of the universe and the power of the spirit, in addition to being able to transform the body, they can also be as light as a swallow, suspended in the air, and can not eat or drink, buried in the ground for a long time and still have vitality. Although Mammoth is a huge difference from a grandmaster-level yoga master, he is still capable of actions such as increasing the toughness of his body and deforming.

Gu Fengchun smiled and nodded and said yes. But the smiles on the mammoth's face slowly faded. His eyes saw the wound on Gu Fengchun's wrist, which was rapidly clotting at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and a lot of transparent liquid flowed out, covering the blood clot, and after a while, the blood clot turned into a black-red scab. Seeing the mammoth's heart beating faster, could it be that Gu Fengchun has also learned yoga, and has reached the highest level in the legend, and with the power of the spirit, he can quickly heal the wounds of **? O God! Ever since Patanjali, the originator of yoga, created the esoteric secret art of yoga in which the unity of heaven and man is cultivated, no one has ever reached a realm that has been seen in Gu Fengchun's body!

"You, you, how did your wounds recover so quickly?!" Surprised, Mammoth stammered out the shock and questions in his heart.

"Oh?" Gu Fengchun didn't notice the injury on his wrist, and after he saw a layer of back scab, he also let out a surprised "huh". However, he was not too surprised, the injuries he had suffered along the way had healed when he was inadvertent, and he was already surprised, but he couldn't understand why this happened to his body. "If only Chen Si were here, he must know what happened." Gu Fengchun said secretly in his heart.

"Help!" Shan Zifeng ran back with a crying voice, his face was as white as a blank piece of paper, and he fell in front of Gu Fengchun, but his legs kept rubbing, as if he was about to rub off something. The subordinates behind him also collapsed on the ground weakly, and their faces were even more terrifying than Shan Zifeng's. In this way, dragging it to shoot ghost movies can eliminate the step of makeup.

"What's going on?" Although Gu Fengchun despised Shan Zifeng's group of people, he didn't have a trace of joy in his heart when he saw Shan Zifeng's appearance, but was very shocked.

"Leeches, a lot of leeches crawl on our bodies, save us......" Shan Zifeng's tears and snot flowed out together.

Hearing this, Gu Fengchun frowned, quickly approached Shan Zifeng's side, picked up the military thorn, and picked up Shan Zifeng's trousers, sparing him to be mentally prepared, but under this look, he couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, and the military thorn in his hand almost fell off. Luo Xiaodan, who came closer to see the excitement, screamed even more, threw himself into Gu Fengchun's arms, and cried "Wow~". Gu Fengchun was very depressed, since this journey, all kinds of dangers have been encountered, you haven't been scared to cry, why did you become so bearish all of a sudden?

This book was first published.

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