Chapter 227: Are You ...... Alchemist?
Mu Huachen followed the line of sight and looked over, the breath coming from the entrance of the cave was also extraordinarily strong, was this really just the breath of the dragon snake grass?
Mu Huachen frowned.
I looked at the rare herbs on both sides and thought it was strange.
Although dragon snake grass is a rare herb, it is recorded in the classics, and what about these herbs that she has not seen?
It is only when these herbs are rarer than dragon snake grass that it makes sense why these are not recorded in the same way as dragon snake grass.
Mu Huachen's puzzled look fell on Qingchen's eyes, and he just smiled faintly.
She's as sharp as ever.
"Let's go." Qingchen said a word and walked in the direction of the cave entrance first.
Mu Huachen followed closely, and the entrance of the cave looked deep and dark, but as soon as he walked in, the flower cores on both sides that looked like fire candles lit up, illuminating the way forward.
The deeper you go, the more intense the breath becomes, and you can still hear some sounds......
The voice...... It's more like a snort...... One after another......
The corners of Mu Huachen's mouth twitched, is there still a kind of flower and plant that can snore?
It's bizarre!
After passing by two hundred and ninety-six pairs of candle flowers, they finally walked to the innermost, there was a large area inside, but there were no candle flowers, the sound became louder and louder, and after getting closer, they felt even more that this was someone snoring!
Fortunately, she took off a candle flower and put it in the space ring, she took it out, illuminated it slightly, and looked around, but there was no one's figure, except for a strange-looking flower in the center, which looked like a hovering dragon or a snake, winding in all directions, the branches and stems twisted, and gathered together at the top, and the stars held a palm-sized flower bone.
And the snoring sound did come from the flower bones.
A little light stopped abruptly, the flower bones suddenly bloomed, and a vigorous and powerful voice came with anger: "Lao Tzu has said, don't bloom when Lao Tzu is sleeping, don't you understand?" ”
A little old man emerged from the flower bones and walked out of the flower bones angrily.
One move, and in an instant, all the candles lit up.
The little old man was only the size of his thumb, and strangely enough, his limbs were in the shape of a key, and his head was like a keychain with a key around it.
Mu Huachen's eyes lit up, what kind of magical thing is this?
When the little old man saw the tall two people in front of him appear, the old man's brows furrowed, "What the hell are you two doing?" ”
The corners of Mu Huachen's mouth twitched, who is the ghost?
The little old man frowned again: "Girl, you won't scold Lao Tzu in your heart!" ”
Mu Huachen blinked, showing innocence, and bowed his head humbly: "Senior, why are you here?" ”
"Lao Tzu's home, why isn't Lao Tzu here?" The little old man straightened up arrogantly and looked at Mu Huachen and Qingchen.
He squinted, his nose moved slightly, and sniffed: "Are you ...... Alchemist? ”
A flash of danger flashed in his eyes, and as soon as the words fell, before Mu Huachen could admit it, the gravel on the surrounding walls followed the instructions of the little old man and attacked in the direction of Mu Huachen and Qingchen.
The soles of Qingchen's feet turned slightly, ready to move.
But Mu Huachen didn't move at all, and when the sharp gravel was only a centimeter away from her delicate face, the rubble fell with a clatter.