Chapter 172: Once you enter the routine, it is as deep as the sea

If I can get the teachings of this old man, it will be much better than if I go to the Scripture Pavilion to find the Dan Dao method myself. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Gu Hao stroked his forehead, and said with an encouraging look on his face.

Diphtheria had been looking at Gu Hao there, still holding the uneaten fruit in his hands, and his dark eyes showed a deep hidden wisdom.

As if seeing Gu Hao's determination, Diphtheria chirped gloatingly, turned around and ran into the deep forest, leaving a red monkey ass for Gu Hao.

Seeing this, Gu Hao was embarrassed for a while, and the monkeys were all fine.

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Following the monkey all the way, Gu Hao came to the largest peak of the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Range, which is the main mountain of the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain, known as the Ten Thousand Poison Peak.

Ten Thousand Poison Peak is worthy of being the main peak of the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Range, covering a vast area, towering and straight, the peak is ten thousand feet high, and the whole body exudes a majestic atmosphere.

Although the mountain is high, the vegetation is not as scarce as the ordinary high mountain, but it is dense and abnormal, as far as the eye can see, the whole mountain is like a green coat, layer after layer, one after another, layer upon layer, lush and green, plus the fairy birds and beasts that appear on the mountain from time to time, the rare and exotic grass that falls into view, and the antique and antique attic on the top of the mountain, which seems to be illusory, is a good group of poetic beauty, charming and picturesque, and makes people intoxicated.

Intoxication is intoxication, one thing Gu Hao knows better than anyone else that if you want to climb this mountain, according to the urine nature of the strange old man, you have to lose your skin if you don't die.

Shaking his head, Gu Hao looked at the small attic on the top of the mountain, "That attic should be the old monster's residence." Hey, why do one or two old-timers like to come and calculate me when they have nothing to do? Wen Min is like this, and Sanjin is like this, and now a strange old man has jumped out, what kind of trouble is this?"

The Wen Min Zhenren mentioned by Gu Hao was Cai Jiangkuo, the sect leader of the Nine Sects of the Day.

Sighing with self-pity and self-pity, Gu Hao really didn't want to go in his heart, isn't it good to live?

Despite all the helplessness in his heart, Gu Hao finally made up his mind to go up the mountain to learn art, who told him to make a promise to ring the nine bells for the nine people of the Nine Dao of the Day? Gu Hao now realized what it means to dig a pit and jump by himself.

Sighing over and over again, Gu Hao walked towards Ten Thousand Poison Peak.

At the foot of the Ten Thousand Poison Peak, a free bluestone-paved path winds and winds into the deep mountains and old forests, and I don't know if it can lead to the attic on the top of the mountain.

gritted his teeth, and now that he has come in, he can only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

With a slight jump, Gu Hao embarked on a long mountain climb.

I have to say that the bluestone path is very ancient, I don't know how long it has been built, and I don't know how long it has existed, Gu Hao has an illusion, this bluestone path is older than the history of this Ten Thousand Poison Peak, just like before the Ten Thousand Poison Peak stood on the earth, this path had already appeared.

With two sighs, Gu Hao only felt a little strange, so he didn't care anymore.

Fortunately, the scenery on both sides of this path is very good, there is a lot of vegetation on both sides of the bluestone path, and the scenery is all in sight, and many fantastic and beautiful herbs are obviously artificially planted, with obvious partitions, even so, with the thought factor in this, it does not affect the enjoyment of the beautiful scenery.

Well?

As he walked, Gu Hao suddenly found a few things that were very wrong.

"Hey, why do the plants grown in this field look so much like ginseng?...... Hey, no, it's so big?"

"This ...... This field is actually all Ganoderma lucidum? Or is it all purple? I read it right, there is really a Ganoderma lucidum as big as a millstone in the world? A palm-sized Lingzhi for more than ten years can buy thousands of taels of gold, which is at least hundreds of years...... Oh no, how much is it worth to grow such a big Zizhi for at least five or six hundred years?!"

"Hey, this is He Shou Wu?!"

When Gu Hao was a scholar, he didn't study much about books such as medicinal herbs, but he had only read a few books, and under his unforgettable memory, these books were unconsciously remembered by him, and now when he saw these objects, the memories in the depths of his mind were turned out, and after thinking about it carefully, these plants here turned out to be legendary fairy grasses that could not be found in the mortal world!

"My good man, which predecessor made this, such a rare herb, can still be cultivated in batches in such a quantity, this is definitely a generation of gods!"

"If you release him to the mortal world, then you still have it? He is definitely the world's premier medicinal herb king!"

Amazed again and again, Gu Hao became even more curious, this was just a short walk up the mountain, not even a hundred steps were enough, but he saw so many precious medicinal materials in the mortal world, if he went up, what kind of existence could he see?

Spirit Grass?

These are not things that Gu Hao can know, Gu Hao felt for the first time that his knowledge is too small and too narrow, these will be regarded as medicinal herbs that are hard to find in the mortal world, and when they come to the monk, they are like cabbage, they are planted like this everywhere, and they are not even as good as the True Yin Grass......

"Hey, the monk only cares about the spiritual grass that contains spiritual power, compared to the spiritual grass, these ginseng lingzhi He Shou Wu or something, it's really just Fan Zhier, who is a little older. ”

As time passed, Gu Hao had been on this mountain for three whole days unknowingly.

For Gu Hao, these three days have passed quickly, looking at the scenery all the way, opening up and expanding his horizons, and it has passed in a snap of his fingers.

When the cultivation is to build the foundation, you can open the valley, and you no longer need to eat, Gu Hao is walking on the mountain, with the support of strong spiritual power, and there is no need to worry about physical exhaustion, three days is completely even a rare leisure time after Gu Hao studied the Bagua Sutra hard.

In the early morning of the fourth day, Gu Hao saw it from a distance, and at the end of the road, there were two figures, waiting for him there.

After seeing the people clearly, Gu Hao couldn't cry or laugh a little, these two people were Wen Min Zhenren and the strange old man.

"I'll just say, how can the Sect Master say that retreat is retreat, and who will manage the Nine Sects for a huge day? ”

Walking forward quickly, Gu Hao walked up to the two of them, with a sincere face, slightly bowed, and said, "Disciple Gu Hao, I have seen the sect master and the seniors. ”

Looking at Gu Hao below, Cai Jiangkuo looked at the strange old man with a smile, and did not make a sound, the meaning in his eyes was 'you understand'.

The strange old man can't stand it the most is his kind of eyes, but this time he is at his own expense, and this dumb man has to eat whatever he says, even if he is a thousand and ten thousand unwilling.

Waving his hand impatiently, the strange old man yelled at Cai Jiangkuo, "I know, I know, Lao Cai Tou is Lao Cai Tou, and the ability to make yin moves really has not regressed at all." ”

When Wen Min Zhenren heard this, he didn't seem to hear it, and gave the strange old man a 'I'll see you next' look, and then turned around and left the place.