Xie Yun sighed, the little white dragon has grown up!

Before he said anything, he agreed to it, and this attitude is commendable.

"Half a bowl of horse urine. ”

A sea bowl the size of a human head was handed over.

The little white face tilted his head, full of question marks: Meow meow meow???

Immortal Emperor, what do you mean by this?

"Xiaobai, don't get me wrong, Bendi just uses it to heal diseases. ”

The little white dragon panicked, horse urine can also cure diseases?

He used to hear that there was a country called Tianzhu, and the people of that country liked to drink cow urine, and firmly believed that cow urine could cure all diseases, which could not be said to be unchanging.

Unexpectedly, there are people who use horse urine to treat diseases.

"Immortal Emperor, don't believe the rumors, horse urine can't cure diseases!" the little white dragon explained.

Bang!

Xie Yun gave him a kick and scolded angrily: "Are you confused when you are a horse, your body is a five-clawed white dragon, and the emperor wants dragon urine!"

The little white dragon looked up and looked around, the tiger demon, the Jinghe Dragon King, the Liuhe Monument and its daughter, the red-scaled python and so on, a circle of people, black pressing.

He silently clamped his legs, shook his head and refused: "Immortal Emperor, I have been drinking less water recently, and I can't pee, you can find my uncle!"

The heart of the Jinghe Dragon King is dead,, I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have joined in this fun!

He was about to slip away, but saw Xie Yun kick the little white dragon again, and reprimanded: "You boy urine, the medicine works well, his thing is useless." ”

The onlookers sighed and began to whisper, and they looked at the Jinghe Dragon King with strange eyes.

The Dragon King of Jinghe left silently and returned to the Dragon Palace to close himself.

Ma Dan, the lethality of the Immortal Emperor's words is a bit great, and I am afraid that I will die socially in the small world of Xuling!

What do you mean that thing is useless, I'm obviously very strong and strong!

The little white dragon was also a little confused, he felt that his life was going to be ruined, this is not urine, he is designated to be abolished by the Immortal Emperor, this pee, the reputation of the second half of his life will be ruined.

"Come, open your mouth!" Xie Yun took out a diuretic.

It turned out that I just thought it was a trivial matter, but I didn't expect to use this big killer weapon.

The little white dragon had no power to resist and took diuretics.

After a stick of incense, he turned into a human form, gritted his teeth, and jumped into the best spiritual field.

I want to ask why I don't run, because I am in a hurry, and I really can't take a step.

Don't ask why you went there, in the small world of the spirit, there is only barely shelter there, so that you don't pee into the sky.

It's time for another stick of incense.

The little white dragon changed his clothes and came out with half a bowl of dragon urine, and the expression on his face was much more relaxed.

"Immortal Emperor, fortunately, it is better than the mission. Xie Yun took the sea bowl, patted the little white dragon on the shoulder, and said comfortingly.

It's really embarrassing for this child, in fact, his dragon urine is the main medicine, otherwise he wouldn't be forced like this.

"Xiaobai, the urine is a little yellow, remember to drink more water. Before leaving, Xie Yun admonished.

The little white dragon suddenly felt that his urine was not in vain, at least the Immortal Emperor still liked us very much, it was good.

"What a fart, oh my God!" the tiger demon let out a miserable scream with the best Lingtian of his fingers.

In the best spiritual field, a bunch of fairy grasses have emerged, and there are all kinds of them.

Don't think about it, it must be because of the little white dragon's soaked urine.

The tiger demon used his professional knowledge to quickly make a judgment and began to hunt down the real culprit.

The eight-year-long hoe danced vigorously, and the little white dragon was frightened and began to flee frantically in the small world of the spirit.

You can't blame him for this, as an orthodox dragon clan, his dragon urine is actually a miracle medicine.

Sprinkled in the water, if the swimming fish is eaten, it will evolve into Jiao, sprinkled in the mountains, after the wild grass is absorbed, it will grow into fairy grass, and eating it can live a long life.

"Miracle medicine, you ghost, give me all the weeds all over the ground, you still dare to quibble. The tiger demon rebuked angrily.

The little white dragon fled frantically all the way, and the tiger demon couldn't catch up.

Because the effect of the diuretic is still there, he is anxious again, so his running speed is +9999. I love Search.com

In the imperial dining room, Guanyin Bodhisattva is eating egg fried rice.

Xiong Da's production must produce high-quality products, even if it is a simple egg fried rice, it has completely conquered this arrogant Buddhist Venerable.

"Sister Guanyin, you eat first, don't worry. Xie Yun put down the sea bowl in his hand, sat aside, and said.

"It's important to save people, and you won't take any more curative medicine. Guanyin put down the chopsticks in his hand.

At this point, there is still most of the egg fried rice left.

"Sister Guanyin, isn't this meal to your liking?" Xie Yun was a little curious.

There is so much rice left, this is an insult to the chef of Xiong!

Belch~

Guanyin Bodhisattva was embarrassed to burp, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said embarrassedly: "This is the seventh bowl." ”

Xie Yun: emmmm

"Sister Guanyin, good food!" he gave a thumbs up and complimented.

Guanyin Bodhisattva's face flushed and he rolled his eyes.

How can you praise girls for their good meals, aren't you saying that I am a rice bucket in disguise?

"It's okay, I'm barely half-full, what should I do with this medicine?"

Xie Yun pointed to half a bowl of ash at the bottom of the pot and half a bowl of dragon urine, and said, "It's very simple, just rub the ashes at the bottom of the pot into pills with water." ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva made his hand, divided five by two, and mixed the gray river dragon urine at the bottom of the pot and kneaded it.

Xie Yun couldn't bear to look at it directly, so he said: "Sister Guanyin, just rub it casually, you don't need to be so serious." ”

"Hey, how can it be done, this is a cure for the sick and life-saving. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva moved his hands and carefully rubbed it out

Xuanyuan Immortal Realm, the top of Shu Mountain.

Standing stood a pair of master and apprentice.

One is Taiqing Lao Zu, the founder of the Shushan faction, who is known as the first sword immortal of Xuanyuan, and the other is Liu Rufeng, the founder of the Shushan faction.

Just now, after the ancestor tested the spiritual root of the eldest disciple, he couldn't speak.

Liu Rufeng cautiously asked, "Master, what's wrong, don't I have a spiritual root?"

Taiqing Ancestor nodded.

I'll go, Liu Rufeng will be stupid on the spot!

He is a traverser, because he has the supreme sword bone, so he was coaxed by the Taiqing ancestor to rob Shu Mountain, this is a perfect protagonist start, but there is no spiritual root, how can he cultivate?

God, can you give me a chance to cross over again?

Taiqing Old Ancestor looked at the eldest disciple's expression, and the corners of his eyes began to twitch.

He never expected that the disciple of the mountain who he had worked so hard to turn back was actually a waste person with no spiritual roots.

What a blind Supreme Sword Bone!

"Apprentice, there is good news and bad news for the teacher, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Let's hear the good news first. Liu Rufeng said with a dull gaze.

His fragile mind could no longer withstand any blow now.

"The good news is that the body cultivation of the Xuanyuan Immortal Realm does not need a spiritual root, and it can also be cultivated into an immortal. ”

"There is no endless road, master, I want to be a physical cultivator. ”

"Take it!" Taiqing Ancestor threw over a copy of "Basic Alchemy".

Liu Rufeng took the thin "Basic Alchemy Technique" and asked, "Master, what's the bad news?"

"Ahem, the bad news is that the Xuanyuan Immortal Realm Body Cultivation Inheritance has been cut off, and the only exercise left is the Basic Body Alchemy in your hand. ”

"Apprentice, cheer up, theoretically, you can rely on the "Basic Body Forging Technique" to cultivate and become holy, you still have hope!" After the Taiqing Ancestor finished his encouragement, he left with the sword.

What he didn't say was that in the Xuanyuan Immortal Realm, in the past 10,000 years, the highest physical cultivation achievement has become an immortal in the flesh.

Sanctification of the flesh?

What are you kidding, the inheritance is broken, and there are no supernatural powers left, how can you become holy?