At the end of the promenade, there is a palace.

A palace made of crystal.

In the center of the palace was a white jade table, which was randomly filled with Ganoderma lucidum blood ginseng.

Even though it is not a precious variety, it cannot endure for a long time.

Thousands of years have passed, and even ordinary medicinal herbs will only become extremely precious under the condition of good preservation.

"Hanxue Ancestor, it's really amazing." Dugu Wu stepped forward, picked up a jade box, looked at the blood ginseng that was at least a thousand years in it, and sighed.

It is not difficult to preserve medicinal herbs, but it is not something that can be preserved for thousands of years without losing their medicinal properties.

Not to mention the harshness of the preservation conditions, even for the person who preserves, the attainment in medical skills must also be extremely high.

And this Hanxue ancestor is obviously not only highly skilled, but also unique.

Murong Qing put away the pages in his hand and stepped forward to look at the crystal palace: "This should be the front hall, this imperial mausoleum, it seems to be built in the shape of the imperial palace." ”

"If you look at the layout of the Hanxue Palace, the location we are in now is the front hall of the palace, and the corpses of the ancestors of Hanxue and the ancient medical scriptures should be in the emperor's bedroom in the center of the palace."

Lian Chen took two steps forward, staring at a black jade stone in a pile of Ganoderma lucidum blood ginseng-

There is a sky outside the sky, when will the fallen leaves return to their roots?

The ten words of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance show a kind of sadness and homesickness in a foreign land.

"When...... Roots? Dugu Wu looked at the last four words on the black jade in surprise, and his eyes were lazy, with a touch of confusion.

The ancestors of Hanxue established the Hanxue Dynasty, and the Hanxue Dynasty was his home.

Why, but when will it be returned?

Murong Qing stepped forward slowly, his fingers slicing across the black jade, carefully groping every part of the black jade.

Qin Ming's eyes were also full of doubts: "There is a sky outside the sky, referring to the Hades God Domain?" ”

But that's not right, thousands of years ago, the Hades God Domain and the Four Kingdoms were in a war, and the Hanxue Ancestor had been dead for nearly a hundred years.

He couldn't have known about the existence of the Nether Domain.

Qingluan stood beside Dugu Wu, reached out to hold her arm, and frowned: "Could it be that Hanxue Ancestor is not from this place?" ”

seemed to wake up the dreamer with a word, and Dugu Wu and the others were shocked in their eyes.

Could it be that the ancestor of Hanxue is also a person from another world?

If this is the case, it will also explain why his institutional attainments can surpass those cultivated by the Nether God Domain.

Moreover, the medical skills can also be compared to the people of the Hades Domain, and even in some fields, the research is more powerful than the Hades God Domain.

Mercy frowned.

He always felt that something was wrong.

Murong Qing walked around the white jade table where the Ganoderma lucidum blood ginseng was placed, and his brows tightened more and more.

After a while, he sighed lightly: "It seems that my brother-in-law has to come, and I can't find the mechanism to enter the apse at all." ”

Lianchen pursed his lips: "Let's go up first, this imperial tomb, I always feel wrong." ”

After entering this crystal palace, a sense of depression inexplicably rose in his heart.

As we went deeper into the tomb, this feeling of oppression became clearer.

Dugu Wu put the jade box in his hand back in place and nodded: "With our ability, we can't even break out of the front hall, rather than doing this uselessly, it is better to wait for Mo Yechen, Yun Lingxi, and Yinxue to come together." ”

When the words fell, her eyes narrowed slightly.

That little beast might come in handy.

A group of five people walked quickly away from the Crystal Palace.

The silent and cold Imperial Mausoleum is quiet again.

As night fell, the chill in the imperial mausoleum became heavier.

Faintly, there seemed to be the sound of ticking water.

Inside the Moon Birch Palace.

My chest is so tight.

This is the first feeling of consciousness being restored.

Yun Ciyue was awakened by the suffocation pain in her chest, as if the whole person was submerged in the water and couldn't breathe.

Between the chest and lungs, there was a hot stinging pain, and breathing became a luxury.

In the long coma, in the endless darkness, he seemed to see his sister who was like glutinous rice dumplings.

With a sweet smile on her white little face, she wore two sheep's tails, wore a red dress, and carried a sugar gourd in her hand, and jumped into the arms of a strangely dressed man.

The man hugged her tightly and lifted her up with both hands.

The younger sister exclaimed, the smile on her little face was even thicker, and her black grape-like eyes were full of happiness.

She giggled and let the man lift herself above her head.

At this time, a Miaoman figure walked up to the man, chuckled and raised the sugar man in his hand, with tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes, and his red lips slightly opened.

She didn't know what to say, and the little girl smiled and narrowed.

Vaguely, Yun Ciyue seemed to hear the little girl call sweetly: "Mommy......"

Mommy?

What a weird name, is it called that woman?

Without waiting for Yun Ciyue to think about it, the suffocation coming from his chest instantly pulled him into reality.

The happy and warm three people instantly dissipated like flowers in the mirror.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and before he could open his eyes, the sudden pain on his body made him want to faint again.

But he has never been an evasive person.

He bit the tip of his tongue and used the sharp pain on the tip of his tongue to keep his spiritual platform clear.

A thick smell of blood spreads in the mouth.

He closed his eyes and began to mobilize his internal breath.

However, there was only a tearing pain from the dantian, which made him tremble, his brain was dizzy, and he couldn't feel the surging of internal breath at all.

All over the body, there is a lot of soreness.

Starting from the feet, it was as if they had been crushed by a boulder.

Yun Ciyue closed her eyes and sensed her injuries very calmly, as if she was looking at other people's bodies and had nothing to do with herself.

The dislocated knee of the leg has been connected, and the redness and swelling have not completely disappeared.

The heart pulse was damaged, and there was a burning pain in the heart, and within three months, there was no hope of recovery.

In the dantian, the internal interest rate is seriously overdrawn, and there is no trace of internal interest fluctuations.

Yun Ciyue opened her eyes slightly, her gaze confused.

It turns out that this is how the heart pulse is damaged.

Mo Yechen, is he experiencing this burning pain all the time?

"Fifth brother, you're awake!" Suddenly there was a surprise call in my ears.

Yun Ciyue tilted her head slightly, looking at Yun Lingyun who was standing at the head of the bed.

Just this small movement consumed all his strength.

"I'll give you another injection, your heart is damaged this time, if you don't recuperate well, I'm afraid you will leave sequelae." Yun Lingyun took the silver needle and burned it from the fire and pierced it into the acupuncture point near his heart.

Yun Ciyue pursed her lips and closed her eyes again.

He didn't even have the strength to speak now, and his whole body felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, with a faint throbbing pain, but not a drop of sweat.

But he felt sticky and greasy all over his body.

Come to think of it, it must have been sweated.

The pain in the dry throat and the action of pursing the lips made a trace of blood ooze from the chapped lip flap.

Yun Lingyun dropped the last needle and exhaled lightly: "You have been in a coma for a long time, but fortunately, the national teacher treated you and left a prescription, otherwise, you may be more than lucky this time." ”

Thinking of what Yin Xue said at that time, Yun Lingyun was still afraid for a while.

If you come late for half a stick of incense, it will be difficult to save the gods.

Fortunately, the third brother went to find the national teacher in time.

"Where's Daddy?" Trying to spit out the broken three words, Yun Ciyue's breathing became a little shorter.

Yun Lingyun was stunned, pursed her lips and didn't speak.