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Two hundred and twentieth eight chapters Shennong

A majestic fairy mountain stands in the clouds and mist, with countless pavilions and palaces looming. At the foot of the mountain, there is a huge stone tablet with three simple and powerful seal characters: Huoyun Cave.

Mo Yuan has never seen such a high mountain, even though he has been to many worlds, this fairy mountain, connected to Qiongyu, is as straight as a pillar of heaven!

"Is this the Fire Cloud Cave where the Human Emperor is? Who would have thought that the Fire Cloud Cave is not in the Three Realms, but in another world!" Mo Yuan said with a sigh.

"What's so strange about this? There are countless big worlds in the long river of destiny. Although most of them are naturally nurtured by the power of heaven and earth, there are also many that are created by human power. When you arrive in Daluo in the future, you will naturally understand!" Yang Jian said.

After coming out of Meishan, Yang Jian led Mo Yuan and actually broke through the boundary wall of the big world of Journey to the West and traveled to a small world in the river of destiny. Mo Yuan was stunned by this magical power.

"Second brother, what you mean is that the world of Fire Cloud Cave was created by man?" Mo Yuan said with some surprise.

"Yes, do you know who opened up this great world of Fire Cloud?" Yang Jian looked at Mo Yuandao with a mysterious face.

The human race occupied the leading role in the world after the Lich Tribulation, and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors only appeared after the Lich Tribulation. At that time, the saints had already achieved the status of saints, so they must be one of them.

Mo Yuan thought for a moment and then replied: "Second brother, are you the leader of the saints in charge of the human religion, Taishang Laojun?"

"You are quite knowledgeable. You actually know that Grandmaster Uncle is the head of all saints."

Yang Jian smiled, but shook his head, and said: "Although the great master and uncle are the best among all the saints, the issue of the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors is not something he can decide. After all, it is about the protagonist of the world, who is the purple one."

Taoist Hongjun in Xiao Palace arranged it himself, and he also opened up this great world of fire clouds."

Hongjun Daozu!

Mo Yuan's heart moved. He naturally knew about this great god, and the way of cultivation in the entire three realms was spread by him. It is said that he is in harmony with the way of heaven, and the life and death of the saints in the three realms are all under his control!

Throughout the entire world, Dao Ancestor Hongjun is also at the top level.

"It's actually Dao Ancestor Hongjun!" Mo Yuan murmured to himself, his face full of surprise.

Yang Jian didn't care about the surprised Mo Yuan, but shouted loudly: "Yang Jian has come to pay a visit to Huoyun Cave, and I hope that the Emperor will not hesitate to grant you a visit!"

The sound wave rolled like a tide, spreading to every corner of the fairy mountain.

Not long after, an extremely old voice was heard coming from the mountain: "It's Zhenjun who is here. Please come to Baicao Hall to serve tea."

Before he finished speaking, a golden rainbow light extended from a palace on the top of the fairy mountain and landed at the feet of Mo Yuan and Yang Jian.

"Let's go and meet the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. Speaking of which, I haven't set foot in the Fire Cloud Immortal Mountain for tens of millions of years!"

Yang Jian sighed with emotion, and took the lead to step onto the golden rainbow light. Mo Yuan then stood up. The rainbow light led the two of them to shrink quickly, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived in front of a magnificent hall.

But they saw an old man in linen clothes standing at the entrance of the hall. He had a long beard and dark skin, like an old farmer. His whole body was filled with an extremely comfortable and friendly atmosphere.

When he saw the two of them falling, he took a step forward and said with a smile: "The famous Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun is coming here. This Baicao Hall of mine is really full of glory!"

"Your Majesty is joking. In front of you, there is no Erlang Xianjun, only Erlang from the Yang family. Your Majesty, Yang Jian salutes you!"

In front of this old man, Yang Jian did not show any arrogance at all, but bowed respectfully.

When Mo Yuan saw this, he quickly bowed and saluted.

The old man laughed and said: "I haven't seen you for tens of millions of years, but you haven't changed at all. Let's go inside and serve tea!"

As he spoke, he made an invitation gesture, and the three of them walked towards the hall, each sat down, and a boy came over to offer spiritual fruit refreshments.

"Try it quickly. This is a tea tree planted by me myself. Although it is not as good as those innate spiritual teas, it is not far behind." The old man said with a smile.

Yang Jian took a sip and then praised: "Your Majesty is so humble. Even the innate spiritual things cannot compare to the spiritual tea planted by your Majesty's masterful hands."

"You kid, you have learned how to say compliments. Where is the domineering look that you showed just now when you broke into the Great Thunder Sound Temple and destroyed Lingshan Mountain?" the old man joked.

"Your Majesty has misjudged me. Mr. Yang never lies, but it is not a compliment. Your cup of tea is probably worth a ginseng fruit from Zhenyuan Immortal!" Yang Jian said sincerely.

Is it as good as ginseng fruit?!

Mo Yuan was slightly startled when he heard this, and he couldn't help but feel curious. He picked up the tea cup and took a closer look, but he saw that the tea in the cup was just a little clearer and greener, and there was nothing strange about it.

When the old man saw him picking up the cup, he immediately said: "This little friend is not allowed to drink too much. The medicinal power of this tea is that I can only taste it in one sip."

Mo Yuan nodded and took a sip. The tea fell into his stomach, and an extremely pure spiritual energy immediately rose from his Dantian and spread to his meridians and limbs.

Being rushed by this spiritual energy, Mo Yuan felt that he could immediately enter the realm of immortals!

But after all, he has a calm temperament and knows that this place is not a place for breakthrough. He immediately presses the urge to break through and just refines the spiritual energy.

After about half a cup of tea, Mo Yuancai finished refining the medicinal power of the spirit tea. He looked at the old man with some gratitude. Although he had not broken the barrier, the barrier to immortality had been loosened. As long as he wanted to, he could step into the realm of immortality at any time.

territory.

Yang Jianwei really didn't lie to him. He had never tasted the ginseng fruit and could not comment on it, but this cup of tea was definitely not inferior to any panacea. Just one sip could help him break through. If he drank the whole cup, the potency of the medicine could be imagined.

However, Mo Yuan is self-aware, and with his way of doing things, he cannot refine so much spiritual energy, and I am afraid that most of the medicinal power will be wasted.

"But you are blessed. Only Daluo Jinxian can bear your Majesty's spiritual tea. Why don't you thank your Majesty quickly!" Yang Jian said to him.

Mo Yuanfu reached his heart and already guessed the identity of the old man. He respectfully saluted and said, "Mo Yuanduo thanks His Majesty Emperor Yan!"

"You don't need to thank me, I'm all a kid with deep roots. My cup of spiritual tea is just the icing on the cake."

The old man stroked his beard and chuckled, saying: "As a human race of gods and demons, I have a deep foundation. In my opinion, I am afraid that my future will be bright."

Yang Jian smiled and scolded: "You are a very discerning boy, you actually recognized His Majesty's identity."

"I'm just taking a bold guess," Mo Yuan replied.

In the entire Huoyun Cave, who else could be so respected by Yang Jian, except for the few ancestors of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors? Among these ancestors, the name of the palace is Baicaotang, and the one who personally grows spiritual tea, I think except for that

Apart from Shen Nong, who tasted hundreds of herbs and cured diseases for the human race, there was no one else.
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