Since the Red Dust Heart Refining Talisman is currently the only way to go from the Immortal Realm to the Southern Zhanbu Continent.

Then Hua Tuo must have gone through this way.

Linlang Stone Cave, looking for it in the register book of the sect, you can know the physical characteristics of Hua Tuo, otherwise the sea of people is vast, in case this old man changes his name and surname, he doesn't know where to start.

Hu Bugui bent his knees and sat leisurely on the canopy, listening to the sound of cicadas, and thinking about the harvest just now.

From the elixir to the pill required by the Mahayana, he has already negotiated with Lu Wu Shangshen, according to the immortal in the book, the quality of this god's refining elixir is better than that of the Taishang Laojun Bagua Furnace.

Jiedan is ready for everything, only owes Dongfeng, but it is a pity to use up hundreds of thousands of immortal beads in a hurry, in case he finds Hua Tuo to pay for medicine and cures it, wouldn't it be equivalent to being wasted.

"Old Shu, you tell me about the distribution of power and the country in Nanzhan Buzhou. ”

"Yes, but it's complicated to talk about, and Xiao Xian is afraid that Xianzun will get bored when he hears half of it. Left and right is just a person from the Heavenly Court who has gone through the tribulations, and the country he is in power will be stronger, and it will decay in the hands of his descendants in a few years. ”

"As soon as you say that, I'm already annoyed. Hu Bugui lay down on the thicker trunk, put his hands behind his head, and responded with a smile in his head.

It stands to reason that he should go back to his cave blessed land, but for some reason he is unwilling to leave here.

The wind is clear and the moon is white, and there is a round of ice mirrors in the sky, as if it is within reach, and the moonlight gently pours down, dyeing a layer of white frost on the earth.

The cultivation method of the demon clan is different from that of cultivators, and they need to draw energy and streamers from the moonlight, which is generally day and night.

So at this moment, Qingqiu's night looks quiet, but in fact, the large and small demons are not sleeping, but are concentrating on cultivation.

He lay on a high place and the branches and leaves were cool, looking down through the gaps in the shadows of the trees, and inadvertently saw Su Wen's mother-in-law leading a group of little demon boys, holding a gourd scoop in her left hand, and her right hand stretched out the transparent cobweb pocket as thin as a cicada's wings.

The faint glow that was snare up was held in the child's hand, let

This scene seems to be full of childlike fun, quiet and beautiful.

For Hu Bugui, Qingqiu has an indescribable attraction, the folk customs are simple and peaceful, and the legend of the deceased Empress Qingqiu is full of legends, so that he has respect and maintenance for the residents here.

The mana of these demon clans is not inferior to that of many Immortal Sect disciples, and their ability to control all things is naturally superior to that of the Protoss.

Guarding the three generations of immortals in the Tongtian Immortal Sect to indulge in pleasure, the demon clan of Qingqiu has never done the act of condensing immortal beads for food and clothing, this kind of self-destruction of the foundation.

At first glance, it seems foolish, but if you think about it carefully, there is more backbone behind it.

It is the same as the poor education that cannot be poor.

In the book, the immortal waited for a long time and didn't see Hu Bugui to ask, and defended himself a little aggrievedly: "Xiaoxian's long-winded and unfocused problem is already there, because there are too many things that I know for tens of thousands of years, which is the same as a search engine, and there are tens of thousands of entries that come out, and I don't know which one to pick." ”

Hu Bugui was pulled back to his thoughts, cut off the old nerd's chatter with a smile, and said: "I have to give the key words so that you can give the correct answer." ”

"Yes, exactly, Immortal Venerable can always hit the nail on the head. The fairy in the book complimented.

"I'm a little curious about what mistakes the people of Nanzhan Buzhou have made, and they have been in a drought for three years at every turn. ”

"There is nothing wrong with Nanzhan Bu Zhouyuan, but the wind and rain have been smooth for many years, and it is inevitable that he will be perfunctory in the sacrifice, but it is Xuanrong, the beloved son of the Heavenly Monarch, who enjoys the offering, so he has been heavily responsible. ”

"Such a small thing will be a big drought for three years, and this Tianjun is stingy enough. ”

"This, this is called Xiaoxian where to start, this Tianjun is a little unkind. Speaking of which, he has also experienced tribulations in the mortal dust where the Immortal Venerable is located. Zeng Guan worshiped the prime minister of the Han family, and was later named the king of Wei. ”

"Poof, it turns out that I would rather bear the people of the world than the people of the world bear my Cao Mengde, yes, he is a very big official, and he is in charge of the heavenly court. "Hu Bugui understands in seconds, there is such a suspicious and suspicious Heavenly Monarch, and the people below can be very stubborn and inactive, and it is normal to be a free immortal.

"Exactly, speaking of which, Hua Tuo Xian also has an inseparable knot with Tianjun, so wherever Tianjun gives disaster, he will go to where to treat the disease and provide disaster relief, even if there is an order that the gods must not interfere, but Hua Shenyi will go to seal the immortal power. ”

During the Three Kingdoms period, Hua Tuo died at the hands of Cao Cao, which is the pillow story of many Chinese children, Cao Cao suffered from a head disease and found Hua Tuo for medical treatment, but the old doctor had to have a craniotomy, and the final result was of course that Hua Tuo received a box lunch, and Cao Cao only lived to be sixty-six years old and died of brain salivation.

"Then Hua Tuo is not afraid of the Heavenly Monarch's condemnation?"

"He has never violated the rules of heaven, and he is hanging a pot to help the world, even the heavenly monarch is not easy to say. ”

It seems that Dr. Huashen's emotional intelligence has not increased for thousands of years, and he is bent on stumbling with Cao ** to the end.

And I have been studying medicine for thousands of years, and I may have conquered cancer a long time ago.

Anyway, find Hua Tuo first and then talk about anything else, it's best to do his best to learn his skills.

Hu Bugui pondered for a moment and asked the immortals in the book: "If I seal the immortal power, can I still talk to you?"

"Yes, if Immortal Venerable has anything to bring, give it to Xiao Xian. ”

“......... Very good. ”

Originally, I was worried that I had to be like a scholar who was rushing to take the exam, carrying a generous box with an awning, and I had to consider everything I carried.

"Then let's go. Hu Bugui threw the paper crane and teleported directly back to his small stone house.

Sitting on the stone bed, he pasted the red dust heart refining talisman on the rune paper crane, only to see that the yellow talisman was shrinking smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a string of light points, which merged with the rune paper crane.

The little special effect of opening the teleportation point was quite windy, and he closed his eyes and heard the wind flickering in his ears.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already blue and white, and according to the consistent teleportation law of the Tongtian Immortal Sect, he landed on a wide riverside.

Hu Bugui's first feeling is that it is so hot that it is not like words, this is still at the water's edge, it is almost sunburned, and the rhythm of flying into the sky and the sun shoulder to shoulder.

The second feeling is that the time is wrong, it is midnight when he comes, and it is daylight in Nanzhan Buzhou, and this time lapse ratio, if he follows the timeline of the stone house, then he has earned it, and the time to find people is a hundred times more abundant.

Third Sense...... , he didn't have time to think, because on the shore of the lake, gongs and drums were being beaten for an ancient and long-standing folk activity - Hebo marrying a wife.

Eight young men carried a wide straw mat with a half-hidden curtain, and a woman was faintly visible sitting inside, followed by an old woman holding a fruit and whisking the dust.

I'm a... Do you have to break the feudal superstition as soon as you come?

"Wait a minute, old scholar, does this kind of earth snake like Hebo exist?"