Qi Bo said: "In memory of your thousands of years of waiting, I might as well tell you something. There are two male and female fire ginseng fruit trees. The one in Shengquan Village is a male tree, and the one in Yaoshen Cave is a female tree. If the male tree is not flourishing, how can the female tree be used?
Result? It was God's will. There was no fruit for you. It was a fool who guarded the male tree for three years before the female tree got the fruit. The fruit belongs to its owner. What does it have to do with you? If you want to become an immortal, you must have perfect merits and good luck from heaven.
, don’t miss it.”
"The little tree monster doesn't dare to complain anymore, I respectfully ask the God of Medicine for a clear explanation!"
"You figure it out for yourself." After Qi Bo finished speaking, he waved his sleeves slightly, and Han Shaer stood up, almost as tall as the old tree monster.
Han Shaer's whole body was red, he felt cold, his teeth were chattering, and he huddled up. It was strange, why were the branches that slapped him withered?
"Little tree monster, if you can notice that the fruit has been eaten, you are not blinded by old age!" Qi Bo joked.
"Look, God of Medicine!" The old tree monster pointed to the crown of the tree. On the one with the fire ginseng fruit, all the leaves were withered.
Qi Bo chuckled and led Han Shaer into the cave: "Little tree monster, is there a water tank?"
The old tree monster shook his head, pointed to a jar-shaped stone, and said, "You can hold water there."
Qibo nodded, and when he looked closer, he saw that the stone had been hollowed out and turned into an oval stone urn, which was very ideal.
"Bring water! Fill it up!" Qi Bo ordered.
There is a spring in the cave, and there is also a trickle of water. The old tree monster uses a copper basin to draw water, and it takes a long time to make half an urn. Qibo felt that it was slow, and pointed his finger, and the spring water gushes out and shoots into the stone urn like an arrow. He will Han Han
Silly put it in, and after a while, the water started to steam.
The old tree monster was shocked and said: "God of Medicine, do you want to cook him and eat him?"
Uncle Qi laughed loudly: "Little tree monster, are you thinking wrongly? I, Uncle Qi, only heal people, have I ever hurt anyone?"
"Then, who are you?" The old tree monster was puzzled.
"Just sharpen your head, but think hard!"
The water was bubbling and boiling!
Han Shaer was no longer cold, felt comfortable all over, and enjoyed himself very much.
Qi Bo asked: "Little tree monster, do you know why the spring water boils?"
The old tree monster replied: "Of course you have endless magic power - you won't be cooked, right?"
Qi Bo asked again: "Why are the leaves of the fire ginseng fruit tree withered?"
"Oh!" The old tree monster suddenly realized, "You always said that this little thing's body was so hot that it boiled the water?"
"That's right!" Qi Bo nodded and smiled, "It's okay to tell you. A fire ginseng fruit is like a little sun. When its full power is released, it is more terrifying than a volcanic eruption! Fortunately, you didn't eat it. If you eat it, you will turn into ashes. How can you
No longer an immortal?"
The old tree monster knelt down and knelt down: "Thank you for your advice. I only thought that ginseng fruit could improve my power and make me immortal. I didn't know it was so powerful. I almost died!"
"No!" Qi Bo said, "The fire ginseng fruit is produced by the light of heaven and the fire of the earth. It is different from the ginseng fruit produced by the earthly immortal tree. There is a theory of improving one's power and immortality. It is just a dream!"
The water in the stone urn was boiling and steaming. Soon, the stone was also hot, smoke was rising, and the smoke was like a fairyland on earth. Han Shaer's sweat was flowing out, and the oil was flowing out, and the blood in his skin and flesh was flowing out.
The dirt in the bone marrow was expelled, exuding a strong fishy smell. He shouted happily, played with the water, squatted down and immersed his head in it, held his breath and came out again, and his hair fell off immediately.
Qi Bo took him out, splashed the dirty water, and replaced it with clean water. He shook his long sleeves and sprinkled some white powder. Sauna and hot spring baths were all too weak. I took a boiling spring bath, which was changed by the God of Medicine himself.
Spring water, my body was boiled - a thin layer of oil appeared on the water surface, and a faint fishy smell floated out.
Qi Bo joked: "I have to thank you, little tree monster. I have been beaten several times to make my muscles and bones tired, and I have saved a lot of trouble!"
The old tree monster was stunned and speechless. Things in the world are so wonderful. Some people do bad things with good intentions, and some people have bad intentions but are beautiful.
At this moment, Han Shaer looked like a big fire ginseng fruit, with bright red skin all over and transparent skin.
Qi Bo looked it over, nodded with satisfaction, and started to implement the third step. The stone urn was filled with water mist again. He waved his sleeves lightly and fanned in the red powder. Soon, the water surface turned red, the fragrance was assailed, the water no longer boiled, and the water mist
They also dispersed in a floating manner.
Uncle Qi held Han Shaer's head, sighed, and said: "Silly man, if you don't enter Han's house, my old man will not have the opportunity to be worshiped by you. Since you do, it will cost my old man three years of hard work and compensate Dafa."
La!" Pulled out three magical needles that were shining with stars and as thin as gossamer, and pierced Han Shaer's forehead, left brain, and right brain. The void moved and the needles were quickly closed.
An arrow of black and purple pus and blood shot out from the right side of Han Shaer's brain. A few streaks of blood oozed out from the left side of his head. A trace of white gas came out of his forehead, and he fell unconscious again. Qi Bo dipped his head in spring water to clean it, and then smeared it with three
Some powdered yellow medicine was taken out of the stone jar.
Han Shaer's whole body has undergone a radical change. It no longer looks like a beautiful red jade, but like the seeds in a beautiful Hotan jade, crystal clear.
The old tree monster was stunned and asked: "God of Medicine, do you always want to make specimens?"
Qi Bo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "Little tree monsters, they are so rare and strange! Have you ever heard of Xuantian Three Needles?"
Xuantian three needles? I have heard in myths and stories that even a skull can be resurrected, placed around the neck, and used as usual. Although Qi Bo is the god of medicine, the Xuantian three needles are also draining the spirit. "How can he?"
How can you be so virtuous that you always spend your money?"
Uncle Qi responded: "Stop being curious, curiosity kills the cat! Let him sleep for a while, and you'll be fine." With a wave of his hand, a piece of cloud brocade appeared on the ground, and Han Sha'er lay on it and covered it with a hat.
A gauze as thin as cicada wings.
Han Shaer smiled sillyly and fell into a sweet dream.
At night, E'er flew out of the cave and landed as a graceful and graceful girl in flowing white clothes.
Qi Bo greeted: "Miss E'er, you are here!"
E'er saw Han Shaer's appearance and smiled lightly.