"You can go back tomorrow night. I'm sleepy and going to bed."
The two discussed for a while, then Yu Kan yawned, then lowered his head and stretched out a pair of corner buns in front of Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao naturally untied the red knot that tied her hair into a bun.
Then Yu Yan climbed onto the couch again with disheveled hair and got under the quilt inside.
Jiang Yao performed the Water Jue to wash himself clean, then got on the bed and got dressed and lay down. In the past few years, he had to take care of Yu Kuan at night and stayed with the little one at night, so he could only get dressed and lie down.
Children just fall asleep quickly. As soon as Yu Kuan got into bed, she let out soft sleepy breaths.
However, Jiang Yao made it difficult to fall asleep. Two mountains were weighing heavily on his heart.
One is the ancient woman with ulterior motives.
One is a huge debt of millions of square meters.
No matter who it is, if they are burdened with huge debts that must be repaid and are targeted by a mysterious man who can kill them at any time, their life will not be easy.
If these two major problems cannot be solved, he will be finished.
It is not so easy to collect the will power. He implemented governance in the mortal society of his territory and built many "Jiang Gong Temples" to worship himself and gather the will power.
But the harvest of willingness from the territory can be up to a dozen square meters per day. Fortunately, this kind of willingness is a continuous output, and it is not a one-time harvest.
Calculated this way, the harvest of the territory's will power is only 5,000 square inches per year. A period of 16 years is only 300,000 square inches, which is not enough to repay the debt.
Besides, if you practice the Vow Power technique, you will also consume Vow Power.
Jiang Yao did not doubt that the threat from the weapon spirit was false. He was sure that the ancient weapon spirit was not a kind person, and the death of the previous weapon owner should have something to do with the weapon spirit.
What to do now? If you throw it away, you will be cursed by the wish power. If you continue to use it, you will have to pay back a huge amount of wish power.
And that ancient strong woman didn’t know what she would ask herself to do.
Could it be that he was destined to be eaten by this person?
The ginger medicine was very stressful, and I didn't feel sleepy until midnight.
"Why hasn't Jiang Yao come back yet..." Yu Kuan suddenly murmured in her sleep with a milky sound, turned over, and frowned slightly.
After a while, her murmurings started again, "I'm telling you, Jiang Yao is the one who protects me... huh huh..."
"When grilling fish, you should...make more cuts..."
"Go and find out..."
Jiang Yao heard this and felt a little amused. He reached out his hand and wanted to touch Yu Yan's little head to wake her up from talking in her sleep.
But finally gave up.
The little thing is talking in her sleep, which can only mean that she has a lot of worries on her mind. She should be fine two days after he comes back.
After a while, she started kicking the quilt again.
Jiang Yao could only tuck her into bed.
The spring is cold and the nights are as cold as water, which children cannot bear.
…
The next night, after Yu Kuan fell asleep, Jiang Yao left the lord's mansion and went straight to the ancient tomb hundreds of miles away.
He would take the initiative to come to apologize.
When Jiang Yao came to the ancient well again, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He had been here only ten days ago, but tonight's "revisiting the old place" seemed to have been a long time.
Jiang Yao looked at the well and found that the water in the well was full again, reflecting an ancient moon.
Looking up at the moon, with a vague thought, Jiang Yao thought, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then chanted loudly:
"How can you ask the sky about the past when you have a great dream? It is difficult for future generations to see the face of the ancients, but they say that the ancients are like gods. The merits and deeds of thousands of years are said to be old and unparalleled. Today, although Fengtaiqu is lost, the road is still in Fangcun Mountain.
.”
After reciting, I heard lingering sounds and faint echoes, but there was no response from the surroundings.
Jiang Yao chanted loudly again:
"Nine-headed dragons coil green sticks, and young men with green sticks stand beside the well. Looking at the moon beside the well, it shines on my heart, and my heart enters a cool country."
However, after the sound of poetry died down, there was still no response. Jiang Yao couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Is she not here, or does she disdain to see my ant body?
While I was taking the ginger medicine, I suddenly heard a cold voice coming from far away, as if from far away from the sky, or from the depths of the universe, but I could hear it clearly:
"What a young man who died young and sought death as a thief. He is quite scheming. Are you here to seek death?"
Although the voice was calm, it was like a giant hammer that suddenly hit Jiang Yao's heart.
Under the shock, Jiang Yao's legs weakened, and he knelt down with a plop, prostrate on the ground, "Jiang Yao, this junior, deserves to be punished for his serious crime! I have received the kindness of my predecessors from not killing him, and the heavens and the earth are high. I came here to apologize for my sins, and I am ready to go ahead!"
"snort."
A sinister sneer came from the darkness.
The ginger medicine immediately made me sweat like pulp.
But I heard the voice continue to sound: "It's quite clever and interesting. Come in."
"Yes, yes! Thank you for meeting me!" Jiang Yao seemed to have been granted amnesty.
Then, Jiang Yao hurriedly entered the well and found the ancient cemetery palace deep in the Nine Palaces with ease.
Arriving in front of the tomb door, Jiang Yao bowed down again and said, "Senior, this junior has arrived."
There was a hint of smile in the voice, "Like a sensible person, I really don't want to kill you anymore. Come in and talk."
Jiang Yao stood up, held the ring, and entered the tomb respectfully.
Next to the cold jade coffin, the tall female general's corpse stood, looking at Jiang Yao indifferently with emotionless eyes.
In the coffin, a woman in red clothes looked like a red cloud, with a colorful necklace hanging on her chest, sitting there lazily.
This scene is like a stunning and sad picture, presented in this dark tomb, which looks horrifying, mysterious, weird, gorgeous, and full of suffocating visual impact.
The flawless and pale-as-paper face of the woman in red was wearing a mysterious and sinister smile. Any man who looked at it would not dare to feel any emotion in his heart, but would only be frightened.
How could Jiang Yao dare to look at it more? He held the ring in both hands and said, "Thank you for your forgiveness, senior. This is your property. Please take it back."
The ancient woman had no intention of accepting the ring. Her ghostly eyes glanced at Jiang Yao, "So what if I give this ring to you."
Jiang Yao's body trembled, and he could only bite the bullet and say thanks: "I dare not refuse the gift given by the elders. Junior, thank you for the reward, senior. If there is anything I can do for you, I will do your best and it is your duty to do so."
The ancient woman nodded slightly, "Junior, you are a little smarter than I thought. Very good, you have passed the test for the time being."
"Your poems are good, but your poems to please me cannot save your life."
Jiang Yao broke into a cold sweat, "Senior, please give me instructions."
The ancient woman said faintly: "If you were not a medicine spirit body, you would have been wiped out in ashes. Whether you can survive depends on your ability."
"The medicine spirit body was born for the path of medicine and poison. If you are not capable of becoming a ninth-level pharmacist or a ninth-level poison master, then it will be a waste of the blood of the medicine spirit body. It is better to die early."
"I don't need to tell you too much for the time being, and you don't need to know. You have to take the first step, which is to become a seventh-level pharmacist and a seventh-level poison master before the age of thirty-six. This is my third level.
A request."
Seventh-level pharmacist? Jiang Yao was stunned. Is this an ancient saying?
The ancient woman seemed to have read through his thoughts and explained condescendingly:
"The seventh-level pharmacist is what you call the Medicine Saint today. Haha, what a joke. I didn't expect this generation of people to be so shameless. A seventh-level pharmacist dares to call him a medicine saint, and a fifth- and sixth-level pharmacist dares to call him a medicine god and medicine fairy."
"With this level of cultivation, even though he is only at the Foundation Establishment level, he dares to call him a noble person. Nascent Soul dares to call him a real person, and he dares to call him a Martial God, a Martial Immortal, and a Martial Saint. But he has fallen so low."
Jiang Yao had many questions that he wanted to ask, but he knew that he must not ask them.
The ancient woman continued: "Becoming a seventh-level pharmacist and poison master at the age of thirty-six is also for your own life."
"The medicine spirit body is too heaven-defying, so it is also a body that is subject to disaster. There are three disasters in a life. One is nine years old, and there is a danger of the soul flying away. The second one is thirty-six years old, and there is a danger of the spirit platform being poisoned. The third one is seventy-two years old, and there is a serious intention.
Danger of self-immolation."
"You can only bear these three major catastrophes by yourself, and no one else can save you. If you cannot become a seventh-level pharmacist and poison master before you are thirty-six years old, even if I don't kill you, you will not be able to save yourself. So this first step is
This palace’s request is also your chance to survive.”
When Jiang Yao heard this, he was immediately stunned.
The medicine spirit body actually has three major catastrophes?