Ji Wufeng was immediately shocked and said sternly: "Old man, what do you want to do?"
This crooked-neck tree is very strange. In front of him, I have no power to resist at all. If it goes against me, I will definitely die.
The crooked neck tree said: "It is a great honor for you to meet me. Now I ask you to form a good relationship with me. Don't be ignorant of the good and the bad."
Ji Wufeng's blood sprayed out and fell to the ground, but it quickly soaked into the soil and disappeared. It was obviously absorbed by the roots of the crooked neck tree.
Ji Wufeng's hair suddenly stood on end, damn, this old bastard was sucking his own blood.
He is a holy medicine. He can drain a planet's spiritual energy in an instant. Doesn't it take a matter of minutes to drain him?
Suddenly, a burst of light appeared on the crooked neck tree, and it condensed into an old man wearing a green robe. He sat cross-legged in the void, opened his arms and stretched for a while, and said happily: "Although it is a little faint, I can still taste the dragon."
The smell of blood, I miss it so much."
Ji Wufeng's scalp was numb. Has this bastard tasted dragon blood? Does that mean he has killed people from the dragon clan?
Plop!
The branches that penetrated Ji Wufeng were retracted, and he fell from the air, regaining his freedom. He jumped up and was ready to curse.
But he saw the old man squinting his eyes and saying: "As a junior, you should show your filial piety with this little blood. Don't bluff me."
Only then did Ji Wufeng realize that although he thought the crooked-necked tree was disgusting, it had no murderous intent from the beginning to the end.
Looking at his arm, the wound had already healed unconsciously, and the loss of energy and blood in his body was almost negligible.
This crooked-necked tree is not the enemy!
Otherwise, no matter what he wants to do, Ji Wufeng will not be able to stop him.
Ji Wufeng took a long breath and said, "Who are you?"
The old man said: "I didn't tell you
Really? I have innate spiritual roots. Although I don’t want to admit it, I am indeed the holy medicine you call me!”
Holy medicine?
Ji Wufeng didn't believe it. This old thing was simply an old monster. How could he look like a medicine plant?
The old man snorted coldly and said: "Even if it is called a holy medicine, it is still a saint. What is a saint? I am the only one in heaven and on earth!"
Even though Ji Wufeng was the Immortal King in his previous life, he had never seen the holy medicine before, and even the records in the classics were very simple.
Holy medicine, the innate Holy Spirit born from the creation of heaven and earth!
As for the effect of the holy medicine, it is more general. There is only one simple sentence: if you get the holy medicine, you can gain the blessings of heaven and earth!
Although there is only this simple sentence, the four words "Creation of Heaven and Earth" are enough to explain how powerful the holy medicine is. This is a temptation that no practitioner can resist.
However, from beginning to end, there is no record that anyone has ever obtained the holy medicine!
Ji Wufeng finally understood at this time that the holy medicine was not medicine at all, but an extremely powerful creature!
Not to mention getting the holy medicine, it would be good if he didn't get killed. Just like he just did, if the Crooked Neck Tree wanted to kill him, there would be no possibility of survival!
"Senior, this junior is so polite!"
Ji Wufeng's idea of getting the holy medicine disappeared instantly, and he respectfully saluted the crooked-neck tree, not daring to make the slightest mistake.
The old man faced Ji Wufeng, frowned and said: "After waiting for so many years, the wait is finally here, but isn't this too late?"
Ji Wufeng was stunned: "What do you mean, senior?"
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Zhe snorted coldly and said: "It doesn't matter if you are weak in strength. I can't understand what you are saying. Is there something wrong with your brain? What Taichi means is that you are too weak and too bad to be on the stage..."
Ji Wufeng's face turned green. Why didn't this old guy have the demeanor of a senior?
But he didn't dare to let out the anger in his heart. Ji Wufeng had no choice but to say honestly: "I'm ashamed, my junior's talent is average, and I really can't make it to the elegant hall."
The old man waved his hand and said: "Then there's nothing to say. Get out of here and come back to me when you're strong enough."
Ji Wufeng's cheeks twitched. Damn it, I consider you my senior, are you really dragging me along?
If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't beat you, I would have chopped you into pieces and made soup.
"Then I won't disturb you, junior."
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 just a few dead leaves, they are the dead leaves of the holy medicine. Although I don’t know what effect they will have, they must have a great effect. If I don’t take a few of them along, how can I be worthy of the whips I just received?
Seeing Ji Wufeng running away like a rabbit, the old man did not catch up, but curled his lips and said: "This damn boy still has the same virtue!" .??.
Ji Wufeng rushed out of the medicine field and was relieved when he saw that no one was chasing him.
Seeing Ji Wufeng panting, Ming Hui asked: "Brother, what happened?"
Ji Wufeng said: "It's okay, it's just that some medicinal materials have deep roots and it's a bit difficult to dig them out."
Ming Yu on the side snorted coldly and said: "Stop talking nonsense and start treating me immediately. I will convince you to die."
Ji Wufeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "What's the hurry? It's not certain who will be convinced by then."
Ming Yu had already asked people to prepare the things that needed to be prepared. When Ji Wufeng came out, he waved and said, "Bring the things over here!"
I saw a large number of guards coming over carrying heavy things. They were all red-faced and thick-necked from exhaustion, gasping for air.
These are medical tools used by alien races, but they are not needed by human doctors. Ji Wufeng waved his hand and said: "No, just give me a silver needle."
Ming Yu sneered: "A silver needle? Are you kidding me?"
Ji Wufeng rolled his eyes and said, "That's because you are ignorant."
After bringing the silver needle, Ji Wufeng released a medicine cauldron from the Qiankun Bag, used the Soul Fire, and put the prepared medicinal materials into it.
This is the human race's way of refining alchemy. Based on Ming Yu's knowledge, this is not a strange thing.
Ji Wufeng waved to Ming Hui and said, "Commander, please come here."
Ming Hui stepped forward, Ji Wufeng waved his hand, and several silver needles flew out and pierced Ming Hui's body.
"you……"
Ming Hui was shocked because he felt like he couldn't move suddenly.
The elixir in the medicine cauldron quickly condensed. Ji Wufeng released the elixir, stuffed it into Ming Hui's mouth, and pointed his finger on the silver needle, which instantly sank into Ming Hui's body.
"ah……"
Ming Hui let out a fierce howl and his whole body twitched. It was obvious that he was suffering extremely painful torture.
This is natural. After the elixir enters his body, the silver needles pass through his meridians, dispersing the effect of the medicine. It is not difficult to imagine the pain!
Ming Yu's expression changed and he said sternly: "How brave you are! You actually dare to plot to assassinate the commander-in-chief. Come on, come here, capture him immediately, find out his accomplices, and execute them all!"