Ji Wufeng was shocked and said sternly: "Old guy, what do you want to do?"
This crooked neck tree is very strange. In front of him, he has no power to resist at all. If it is not good for him, he will definitely die clearly.
The crooked tree said, "It is a great honor to see me. Now let you make a good relationship with me, don't be ignorant of it."
Ji Wufeng's blood sprayed out and fell on the ground, but it quickly immersed in the soil and disappeared. It was obviously absorbed by the rhizomes of the crooked tree.
Ji Wufeng's hair suddenly stood up. Damn, this old bastard is sucking his own blood.
He is a holy medicine. The spiritual energy of a planet can be drained in an instant. Isn’t it a matter of sucking him dry in a minute?
Suddenly, a ray of light appeared on the crooked tree, and it condensed into an old man in a green robe. He sat cross-legged in the void, spread his arms and stretched out, and said comfortably: "Although it's a little light, I can still taste the taste of dragon blood. I miss it so much."
Ji Wufeng's scalp was numb. This bastard had tasted the taste of dragon blood? Did he say that he had killed the dragon clan again?
Plop!
The branches that penetrated Ji Wufeng were collected and he fell from the air and regained his freedom. He jumped up and prepared to start scolding.
But the old man squinted his eyes and said, "As a junior, you should treat this little blood as a filial piety to me, don't be fooled."
Ji Wufeng then realized that although he thought the crooked neck tree was hateful, he had no intention of killing from beginning to end.
Looking at my arm, the wound had already healed unknowingly, and the loss of qi and blood in the body was almost negligible.
This crooked neck tree is not the enemy!
Otherwise, no matter what he wanted to do, Ji Wufeng would not be able to stop him.
Ji Wufeng breathed out a sigh of relief and said, "Who are you?"
The old man said: "I didn't tell you."
Is it? I am the innate spiritual root. Although I don’t want to admit it, it is indeed the holy medicine in your mouth!”
Holy medicine?
Ji Wufeng didn't believe it. This old thing is just an old monster. How could it look like a medicine?
The old man snorted coldly and said, "Even if he is called a holy medicine, he is still a holy person. What is a holy person? I am the only one in heaven and earth!"
Even though Ji Wufeng was an immortal king in his previous life, he had never really seen a holy medicine. Even the records in the classics were very simple.
Holy medicine, the spiritual roots of the innate holy spirit born from the creation of heaven and earth!
As for the effects of the holy medicine, it is more general, and there is only a simple sentence: Getting the holy medicine can lead to the creation of heaven and earth!
Although there is only this simple sentence, the four words "Creation of Heaven and Earth" are enough to show how powerful the holy medicine has. This is a temptation that no practitioner can resist.
However, from beginning to end, there is no record of anyone who has ever obtained the holy medicine!
Ji Wufeng finally understood at this time that it was because the holy medicine was not a medicine at all, but an extremely powerful creature!
Not to mention getting the holy medicine, it would be nice not to be killed. Just like he just now, if the crooked tree wanted to kill him, there would be no possibility of survival!
"Senior, I'm polite here!"
Ji Wufeng's thought of getting the holy medicine instantly dissipated, and he respectfully saluted the wicked neck tree, not daring to do anything wrong.
The old man faced Ji Wufeng and frowned and said, "I have waited for so many years, but you're too slow, right?"
Ji Wufeng said in a daze: "What do you mean by this, senior?"
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The snorted coldly and said, "It's okay if you have poor strength, you can't understand anything. Do you have any brain problems? Tooshi means you are too weak and too bad, and you can't get on the table..."
Ji Wufeng's face turned green. Why doesn't this old guy have the demeanor of a senior master?
But he didn't dare to get angry even if he was angry. Ji Wufeng had to honestly say, "Shame, my younger generation is as talented as he can't get into the elegant hall."
The old man waved his hand and said, "Then there is nothing to say. Get out of here, come and find me when your strength is almost done."
Ji Wufeng's cheek twitched, "You uncle, I'm really pulling you up with the current generation?"
If it weren't for not beating you, I would have to chop you up and make soup.
"Then I won't bother you."
Ji Wufeng turned around and left, but at that moment, he grabbed a few dead leaves on the ground and ran away.
Although it is only a few dead leaves, they are the dead leaves of the holy medicine. Although I don’t know what effect it will have, it must have an incredible effect. If you don’t walk a few, how can you be worthy of the whips you just got?
Seeing Ji Wufeng running away like a rabbit, the old man did not catch up, but instead curled his lips and said, "This dead boy is still the same virtue!" ??
Ji Wufeng rushed out of the medicine field quickly and felt relieved when he saw no one chasing him.
Seeing Ji Wufeng panting, Minghui asked, "Brother, what happened?"
Ji Wufeng said: "It's okay, but some medicinal materials are rooted in deep roots, and it's a bit difficult to dig them."
Ming Yu, who was standing beside him, snorted coldly, "Stop talking nonsense, start treating me immediately, I want to convince you to death."
Ji Wufeng shrugged and said, "What's the hurry? It's not certain who will convince you orally."
Ming Yu had already made people ready for things to prepare. Just waited for Ji Wufeng to come out and waved: "Take the things here!"
A large number of guards came over with bulky things, each of whom was so tired that his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he was breathing heavily.
These are all medical tools that foreign races need to use, but they are not needed for human doctors. Ji Wufeng waved his hand and said, "No, just give me a silver needle."
Ming Yu sneered, "A silver needle? You're really kidding me."
Ji Wufeng rolled his eyes and said, "That's because you don't know."
The silver needle was brought, Ji Wufeng released a medicine cauldron from the Qiankun bag, sacrificed the soul fire, and put the prepared medicinal materials in it.
This is the human race's alchemy method. With Ming Yu's knowledge, this is not a rare thing.
Ji Wufeng waved to Minghui and said, "Principal, please come here."
Minghui stepped forward, Ji Wufeng waved his hand, and several silver needles shot out and stabbed Minghui's body.
"you……"
Minghui was shocked because he felt that he could not move suddenly.
The pills in the medicine cauldron quickly condensed. Ji Wufeng released the pills and stuffed them into Minghui's mouth. He pointed his fingers on the silver needle, and the silver needle instantly penetrated Minghui's body.
"ah……"
Minghui let out an extremely fierce howl, his whole body twitched, and it was obviously suffering from extremely painful torture.
This is naturally. After the elixir enters the body, the silver needle passes through his meridians and disperse the effect of the medicine. The pain in it is not difficult to imagine!
Ming Yu's face changed and he said sternly: "I'm so brave. He dares to plot to assassinate the commander. Come on, take it down immediately, find out his accomplices, and execute them all!"