However, after Han Jiulin thought about it carefully, he felt that the medicinal properties of Baihua Jade Liquid were too powerful. As long as he took a sip, he would probably fall asleep immediately.
Although this Baihua Jade Liquid is indeed extraordinary, it is not something that cultivators below the realm of saints can bear. Once they take a sip, they will almost fall into a deep sleep for several years.
Although it is true that your cultivation level will be greatly improved after waking up, during your deep sleep, you will not know what is going on and you will have no choice but to be at the mercy of others.
And even those who have reached the realm of sainthood will fall asleep for at least several months or even longer once they drink a mouthful of Baihua Jade Liquid.
Although the old man didn't know his purpose, he definitely didn't have any good intentions when he gave this Baihua Jade Liquid to Han Jiulin.
After Han Jiulin put the Baihua Jade Liquid into the Qiankun Gourd, he bowed respectfully to Xiao Ling'er's grandfather, and then said:
"Junior, I will accept this Baihua Yuye for the time being. I would like to thank you for your kindness this time."
Han Jiulin looked up slightly and saw a memorial tablet made of spiritual wood placed in the palace. There was a huge incense burner in front of the tablet, and three equally huge long incense sticks were burning in the burner.
Han Jiulin took a closer look and saw seven characters written in the tablet - "The spiritual tablet of Mo Yun Wushang!"
"Grandpa Xuan, where does this senior Mo Yun Wushang come from?"
Han Jiulin looked at the spiritual tablet for a while, then turned to little Ling'er's grandfather and asked.
Grandpa Xiao Ling'er took a deep look at the spiritual tablet, then let out a long sigh, and then responded:
"This Mo Yun Wushang was originally a proud son of the Mo Yun clan from ancient times. Unfortunately, he was extremely proud by nature and wanted to create a world on his own. However, he was murdered by a villain and died in a distant land.
"
"I have been investigating the cause of his death, and now I have found some key clues!"
Han Jiulin nodded, and then asked: "I dare to ask, senior, why is the spiritual tablet of senior Mo Yun Wushang here?"
Grandpa Xiao Linger glanced at Han Jiulin, and then responded in a rather deep voice:
"It's just that this Holy Land of Anming Mountain was built by Mo Yun Wushang himself. Unfortunately, this Holy Land was destroyed ten thousand years ago. It was also ten thousand years ago that Mo Yun Wushang died at the same time!"
"Now that I have almost a complete grasp of the situation in Anming Mountain, it's time to move on. Since the real murderer of Mo Yun Wushang dares to attack the proud son of the Mo Yun tribe, he is destined to bear a huge price!
"
At the end of his words, Xiao Ling'er's grandfather raised his hand and put the spiritual tablet and the huge incense burner into the turtle shell behind his back, and then walked out of the ancient palace with a gloomy expression.
Han Jiulin followed this old man from the spirit beast tribe back to the temple square, and then heard the little Ling'er's grandfather sighing as he stared at the distant sky, and then said:
"Now it seems that a new era is indeed coming. By then, I'm afraid even the strength of the Moyun clan will be difficult to survive alone..."
"Mr. Han, as the successor of the World-Destroying Holy Sect, you must become stronger as soon as possible. When this new era arrives, your World-Destroying Holy Sect has not yet had a new successor appear in the world. I am afraid that many people will be doubled.
I feel lost.”
Han Jiulin took a deep look at the old man from the Spiritual Beast Tribe with an extraordinary background, but for a moment he couldn't understand the mystery behind his words.
Little Ling'er stared at the outside space, and then complained to her grandfather:
"Grandpa, there is an extremely powerful sealing barrier outside this temple. We can't escape at all!"
"Boundary?
What a bullshit barrier, you guys get on my back and I will take you out."
As soon as Xiao Ling'er's grandfather finished speaking, his body instantly expanded to a huge size, making Han Jiulin and Xiao Ling'er sit on top together.
Then it walked very slowly, step by step, towards the outside of the temple.
Not long after, Han Jiulin saw that he and Xiao Ling'er had indeed walked out of the temple effortlessly, without being affected by the seal at all!
At this moment, Han Jiulin was finally convinced that this unspectacular senior of the Spiritual Beast Clan indeed possessed an extremely terrifying level of cultivation, and was able to break the sealing barrier silently.
At the same time, Han Jiulin has just now determined that this senior of the spirit beast clan with extraordinary origins is definitely not a ferocious creature sealed by the ancestor of the Emperor Tianshen Mountain.
Just because the barrier seal here is extremely powerful, it can't stop little Ling'er's grandfather at all.
However, since the little Ling'er's grandfather revealed that he was here to track down the truth behind the death of a senior named Mo Yun Wushang, it means that he must have a deep connection with this senior Mo Yun Wushang.
However, there is no powerful ancient clan called Mo Yun in the land of Beihuan Xuanzhou. Even Han Jiulin has heard of the surname "Mo Yun" for the first time.
Perhaps this senior of the Spiritual Beast Clan and Xiao Ling'er with extraordinary origins are not creatures within the Beihuan Xuanzhou, but come from other major states in the Shenwu Continent.
After Grandpa Xiao Ling'er left Anming Mountain with Han Jiulin and Xiao Nizi, he suddenly turned around and raised his hand slightly, and then the whole Anming Mountain shook violently.
Then the boundary of Anming Mountain, which was thousands of miles in radius, suddenly rose from the ground and moved slowly towards the sky. Then it suddenly shrunk and became the size of a palm. It was captured by the little Ling'er.
Grandpa was put into a wooden box.
After Han Jiulin saw what this old man from the spirit beast tribe had done, he was naturally startled!
This Anming Mountain has a sealing barrier set up by the Patriarch of Ditian Shenshan Mountain. How could the seal be broken so easily by Xiao Ling'er's grandfather and taken away so easily?
Xiao Ling'er's grandfather glanced at Han Jiulin slightly, then turned his head and murmured to himself:
"There are still some secrets in Anming Mountain that have not been revealed. I still have to study them carefully after taking them away."
After sensing that Anming Mountain was taken away, the Emperor's Dagger, who was only thinking about finding his own treasure, naturally couldn't hold back anymore. He thought about Han Jiulin in the spirit beast space and roared:
"Holy crap! Where did this old guy come from? My things are still hidden in Anming Mountain! Han Jiulin, I don't care what method you use, you must help me get those things back!"
After Han Jiulin heard the roar of the Emperor's Dagger in the spirit beast space, he couldn't help but feel helpless, and then responded to the Emperor's Dagger in his mind:
"This master of the spirit beast tribe has extraordinary cultivation. You'd better be more honest. If he discovers the secret between you and the spirit beast, I'm afraid even you will be taken away by him!"
Just when Han Jiulin was negotiating with the Emperor's Dagger in the spirit beast space, Xiao Ling'er's grandfather seemed to have discovered something. He smiled at Han Jiulin and then asked:
"Han Jiulin, do you have any spiritual magic weapon on you? Why don't you take it out and let me take a look at it and see if there is any evil in it?"
Han Jiulin said: "Grandpa Xuan is joking, how can there be any magic weapon on this junior that can attract the attention of seniors.
Now that I have left Anming Mountain, I still have important matters to attend to, so I apologize that I cannot stay here for a long time. Senior, Xiao Ling'er, see you later."
As soon as Han Jiulin finished speaking, he returned Xiao Ling'er's white sharp-edged magic weapon from the Qiankun Gourd to her, and then turned into a silver-white thunder and escaped into the clouds, far away.