Su Xing looked around and found that he was once again plunged into darkness where he couldn't even see his fingers.
At this moment, a vague and illusory voice came into his ears.
"If you can find me, I will give you what you want."
The sound seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible for Su Xing to distinguish where Tang Xian was.
However, the Millennium Spiritual Grass was not something Su Xing could give up easily. In desperation, he had no choice but to radiate his spiritual consciousness outside his body, hoping to see the surrounding environment in this way.
However, not long after the spiritual consciousness flew out, Su Xingxing was shocked by the picture slowly sketched in his mind.
It turned out that there was an extremely vast cave hidden in the seemingly exquisite attic, and what appeared in front of him was a spacious and long passage.
"This medicine pavilion is built in the mountain?"
With this question in mind, Su Xing took steps and walked forward according to the road in his mind.
Although the surroundings were still extremely dark, with the help of his spiritual consciousness, he seemed to have opened his eyes and avoided every obstacle in front of him. He walked lightly around to the front of the passage and walked forward.
As Su Xing walked, his spiritual consciousness also explored the deeper places in front of the passage, and the pictures in his mind were constantly updated and expanded.
After walking for about a cup of tea, Su Xing suddenly stopped.
"despair."
The sound of shoes treading lightly on the floor was particularly clear in the dark cave.
Fork in the road.
A fork in the road leading in a completely different direction suddenly appeared in front of Su Xing, blocking his path.
Why do simple medicine pavilions have such complicated roads? Could it be that this is Elder Tang Xian's test for me?
Thinking of his second senior brother Zhou Ping's evaluation of Tang Xian, Su Xing naturally came up with this idea.
However, the sudden fork in the road did not intercept Su Xing for long. He increased the output of his spiritual consciousness in the sea of consciousness, extending the detection range of his spiritual consciousness to more than double its original size.
Now, his spirit stone can fly at least fifty feet away.
However, this is not his limit. He has cultivated his soul power to the eighth level of the mortal realm and can easily shoot his spiritual consciousness hundreds of feet freely. However, he will not be able to persist for such a long time.
However, facing this fork in the road, the spiritual consciousness range of fifty feet seemed more than enough. The spiritual consciousness flew to the right and touched a thick wall before it flew even forty feet.
"It is indeed a test."
Su Xing chuckled lightly, retracted his spiritual consciousness and walked towards the road on the left.
In the next quarter of an hour, he encountered more or less seven or eight forks in the road. The number of forks in the road finally increased to four or five, and many of the passages were really nearly a hundred feet long.
The constant divergence and control of spiritual consciousness eventually consumed his sea of consciousness. In the end, Su Xing's face gradually began to turn pale, and he was no longer as at ease as he was at the beginning.
Just when he felt a little bored, his spiritual consciousness scattered towards the road and suddenly discovered an extremely vast field.
Su Xing ran forward happily and soon reached the end of the tunnel.
"Chi, chi, chi..."
A series of ninety-nine candle lights suddenly lit up. Under the light as weak as a spark, Su Xing could barely see clearly the scene in this vast world.
Just like when I stepped into the Medicine Pavilion for the first time, three tall wooden cabinets were located next to each other. The wooden cabinets were covered with densely packed squares, and in the corner of each wooden cabinet was placed a candlestick that illuminated the objects in the grid.
Directly in front of the three wooden cabinets is a three-foot-long narrow wooden counter. Looking through the firelight, an old man in loose robes is reclining on the wooden counter.
"Disciple Su Xing has met Elder Tang Xian of Medicine Pavilion."
Su Xing immediately bowed and saluted.
Under the dim candlelight, the old man with a vicissitudes of face had a pair of white eyebrows as long as his chin, and his wrinkled cheeks looked a bit eerie.
He put one hand on his knees and supported the back of his head with the other, lying on the long desk and looking at Su Xing.
Upon hearing Su Xing's greetings, Tang Xian did not respond. Instead, he raised his hand on his knee and lightly lifted it into the air behind him.
There was just a crisp sound, and a group of things wrapped in fluorescent material flew out of a wooden grid in the center of the top of the first wooden cabinet.
A crystal ball of light seemed to be the last ball of warmth in the dark and cold environment. Following the tug of Tang Xian's arm, the ball of light flew down from a high altitude, slowly flew in front of Su Xing, and finally stopped.
Su Xing grabbed the warm light ball and spread it in the palm of his hand. He saw that what was wrapped in the light ball was a green bamboo as long and thin as a finger.
However, with just such a gentle hold, he felt an old and long breath emanating from the surface of the thin bamboo, which suddenly plunged him into a hazy picture.
In this picture, he saw three men standing in the sky, holding strange weapons, fighting with each other. Even in the picture, Su Xing could still feel the power of the three men. Each of them was so powerful that he could swallow mountains and rivers.
, the sky can be darkened and the earth can be broken by raising a hand.
"Hmm."
In a scene that looked as if it were real, Su Xing was hit by a huge force falling from the sky, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood with a muffled sound.
"Take your spiritual consciousness back, otherwise you will be in trouble."
Hearing Tang Xian's suggestion in a leisurely voice, Su Xing immediately retracted his spiritual consciousness into the sea of consciousness.
For a moment, the epic picture of vicissitudes of life in his mind suddenly dissipated, and the waves of air that hit him before disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
"Elder Tang, this bamboo..."
"This bamboo is the thousand-year-old spiritual grass that Yang Yu promised to you. It is called the Three Kings Bamboo by the world because its birth a thousand years ago alarmed three king-level experts to fight for it. In the end, the three kings died together, and the bamboo disappeared.
No trace left.
It wasn't until our founder of Zhentian Peak broke the mountain with his sword that he discovered the existence of this broken bamboo in the mountains of Wanling Mountains. Because it happened to be hidden in our Zhentian Peak, the founder of Zhentian Peak cut it
The income goes to our medicine pavilion."
As he spoke, Tang Xian stretched out his hand and flicked in the air with three fingers.
"The Three Kings Bamboo has survived in our Zhentian Peak for nearly a thousand years. Including the time of its birth, it has a history of at least two thousand years. However, it is not the original complete bamboo, and its energy may have been reduced.
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Two thousand years of history?
Tang Xian's words surprised Su Xing.
You must know that the price of a thousand-year-old spiritual object is related to its age. A thousand-year-old spiritual object with a history of two thousand years can be sold for at least five million gold coins. Even if it is a broken bamboo, it can at least be compared with ordinary thousand-year-old spiritual objects.
"Although I don't know what you want the Millennium Spiritual Grass for, the energy contained in the Three Kings Bamboo is beyond the capabilities of a Huayuan Realm warrior like you. If you find that this bamboo is of little use to you, you should return it early. return."
"Yes, disciple understands."
Su Xing heard that the other party's tone became obviously unhappy after handing him the Three King Bamboo, and he quickly agreed to the other party.
But he had no idea whether the energy of the Three Kings Bamboo could be digested. After all, this matter ultimately depends on how much energy his master Di Yueling needs to wake up.
But no matter what, he still had to agree to Tang Xian obediently.
"Okay, you've finished collecting your things. If you have nothing to do, please leave quickly."
Tang Xian waved his hand, his tone a little impatient.
Su Xing smiled helplessly, turned and left.
However, what surprised him was that he came to the outside world not long after he had just walked on the passage. He did not encounter any forks in the road along the way, which made him feel that the path he had taken was not the original path at all.
"Is this a formation?"
Su Xing turned around and looked at the attic, which had no appearance and had no change at all, and was surprised in his heart.
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Medicine Pavilion.
After Su Xing left, a figure walked out from behind the three tall wooden cabinets. He came under the dim candlelight, and the weak firelight illuminated his face. This person was clearly the elder Yang Yu who introduced Su Xing to the door.
"Yang Yu, this disciple named Su Xing is an amazing kid..."
Tang Xian sensed Yang Yu's presence without turning his head, and faintly uttered these words to the person behind him.
After hearing his words, Yang Yu's face gradually became serious, but no one knew the hidden mood behind that face.