A drop of cold sweat ran down Qin Shuo's forehead. With Mo Xiu's death, the inheritance of the Master Craftsman was ended. He could not learn the forging method of flesh-man raw gold, and he had no descendants because of this.
Jiuqu understands Qin Shuo's despair, because when she heard that Mo Xiu passed away, she was equally desperate. She only had Qin Shuo as a holy king, and the holy king had no queen, so the bloodline of Lord Fox was cut off.
But she still forced a smile and patted Qin Shuo on the shoulder: "No, that's not the case. We still have a chance."
Qin Shuo's eyelids twitched: "Opportunity?"
Jiuqu nodded: "We got news about the new raw gold not long ago, but that was not the first time Mo Xiu released raw gold, but the second time. People thought Mo Xiu was because he didn't find the right person the first time.
That’s why I tried again before I died.”
"But we were all wrong. This was a smoke screen put out by Mo Xiu. He has already found his successor, and he has taught everyone what he has learned."
"But Mo Xiu knew that after his death, his descendants would be harmed, so he hid his disciples and released the original gold for the second time, pretending that he had not received any disciples."
Jiuqu thought Qin Shuo would feel better after hearing the news, but Qin Shuo's face turned even uglier.
Qin Shuo said: "The following paragraphs about the successor are all your guesses, right? If Mo Xiu really wanted to protect his disciples, he would not tell anyone his thoughts and actions."
Jiu Qu was speechless on the spot. Sure enough, even if she spoke comfortingly, she couldn't deceive Qin Shuo.
Jiu Qu stopped talking, and she didn't speak. Qin Shuo's judgment was confirmed. It was really Jiu Qu's guess that Mo Xiu had a successor.
Qin Shuo sighed. He tried hard to suppress his messy thoughts. With a wry smile on his face, he comforted Jiuqu in turn.
He said: "Although you guessed, you are probably right."
Jiuqu's face was still cold, but Qin Shuo could see the surprise.
Qin Shuo smiled and talked about his experiences in the past few days, and also told about the meat man Yuan Jin who guided him to Tianyan Sect.
Jiuqu listened quietly, and finally couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from twitching: "You mean, then He could be Mo Xiu's successor?"
Qin Shuo said: "Although I am also guessing, don't you think it is more likely? Mo Xiu is dead, and He Neng has the poison in his bones. He is not going to die soon. He cannot let the inheritance of the Master Craftsman be cut off.
Therefore, he released the original gold again, hoping to find a new successor to the craftsman."
"Mo Xiu died at Xuanjian Peak. He was also close friends with the leader of the Tianyan Sect. He put his descendants on the top of his friend's mountain and asked the leader of the Tianyan Sect to protect his descendants. The leader already knew He Neng's identity and put him
It is natural to be promoted to the position of Peak Master."
Jiuqu's brows widened. With the information provided by Qin Shuo, this guess became more reasonable.
Qin Shuo said: "But if possible, I still don't want to reveal that I have the qualifications to be the successor of Master Craftsman. These practitioners of famous sects are all crazy and have no idea what they have in mind. Master Craftsman
The identity of the heir is too sensitive, I may be tricked to death at any time."
He sat down and took a sip of water. As his cultivation level improved, he became more and more like a human being.
He said: "I want to take the second path. I want to cure He Neng. I want to learn all the true master craftsmanship. I don't want to forge my body into raw gold and then be helpless because of the forging problem."
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"So, I want the thousand-year-old Bing Jie grass. With that grass, I can legitimately meet He Neng and Jiu Qu. Can you help me find it?"
A smile appeared on Jiu Qu's lips. She opened the space ring and took out a plant that looked like a crystal carving.
Qin Shuo had a black line on his face: "You won't tell me..."
Jiuqu nodded: "Well, this is the millennium-year-old Bingjie grass. This one is of lower age, only 1,300 years old. If you really need it, I can ask someone to send you the 3,000-year-old one."
, even five thousand years old.”
Qin Shuo scolded: "Nima, are you playing?"
Jiuqu didn't care about Qin Shuo's dirty words. She was used to it.
She said: "The iceberg grass circulating in the world is only three hundred years old at most, but this does not mean that the lifespan of iceberg grass is only three hundred years. The doctor can prescribe the thousand-year iceberg grass to He Neng. He probably also knows this.
The presence of herbs.”
"Only the Fox Clan can have ice grass that is more than three hundred years old, and the Fox Clan is not found everywhere. They will and will only appear in Snow Fox Peak."
Qin Shuo frowned.
Jiuqu asked: "Did you find it too?"
Qin Shuo nodded: "Well, it seems that this is still a plan to fish out the fox tribe."
Jiuqu thought for a moment: "Maybe, but maybe not. If He Neng's situation is like what the outside world said, the fire poison penetrates into the bones, he really can only be saved by the ice grass that is more than a thousand years old. The fire poison penetrates into the bone marrow,
People are fire, and fire is people. When He can no longer hold on, his whole body will burst into flames and he will be burned to charcoal in an instant."
Jiuqu looked at Qin Shuo again: "But they don't know that my Holy King of the Fox Clan is an unparalleled medical immortal. You can cure fire poisons that others cannot cure."
Qin Shuo was helpless: "But this is also a dead end. With the ice grass, they know that I am a fox tribe, and they don't know what they are planning. But without the ice grass, I can't see how I can."
Jiuqu shook his head: "It's not a dead end. If they want to settle it, let them settle it. Who have I, the mighty Fox Clan, ever been afraid of?"
Jiu Qu pulled up his sleeves to reveal a shallow scar on his arm.
She said: "Xunma, the leader of Tianyan Sect, he only broke one of my arm bones in the last fight, but he was struck by my cold energy. By now, the cold energy in his body should not be completely cleared."
Qin Shuo broke into a cold sweat. He had been wronged so much in Chu Beicheng that he had forgotten that his wife was one of the top people in the world.
He thought: "As expected, you still have to practice and upgrade. Once your fists are big, you won't have to use your brain when you go out to do things."
Qin Shuo looked at the time and saw that it was already afternoon. The sun was almost setting. It was time to close the booth where Tianyan Sect was recruiting people. He decided to go there tomorrow.
He sat down and admired the thousand-year-old ice grass. The grass is called grass jelly. Its appearance is crystal clear, and you can see the flow of spiritual power inside. It is a high-end work of art.
Jiuqu also sat down and said, "If you like to see it, I will take you to see it every day after returning to Snow Fox Peak. To the north of Snow Fox Peak, close to the coldest place in the world, there are large areas of ice grass like this."
, in the evening, they reflect the afterglow of the setting sun, like a golden ocean, which is very beautiful."
When Qin Shuo heard this, the otherworldly beauty appeared in his mind, and he yearned for it.
So he asked again: "Are all those ice grasses thousands of years old?"