Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Feng Yimo opened his mouth and swallowed the Rainbow Wind Chasing Sword. He cupped his hands and said, "Senior, thank you for showing mercy. If I were stronger, I wouldn't be able to handle it. Senior's eyes were like torches. His guess was right. I just happened to pick up a jade slip of the Sword Castle cultivation method and practiced it randomly. "    

    

Lin Zetian couldn't help but smile bitterly. This kind of high-grade cultivation method jade slip, could it be that it was everywhere, and anyone could pick it up? This kid is crafty and doesn't want to tell the truth.    

    

The old man did not point it out. He nodded and said, "Yes, you are very talented in this aspect. You are basically tangible, but you lack divinity."    

    

Feng Yimo was stunned. He quickly cupped his hands. "Thank you for your guidance, senior. Kid, accept your guidance!"    

    

The old man was satisfied with Feng Yimo's attitude. He slowly stood up. He was only three feet tall. With his hands behind his back, he said, "Let's go. Didn't you want the meat ganoderma? Come with me. Ze Tian, you too!"    

    

Lin Zetian was slightly stunned, but then he said respectfully, "Yes, ancestor!"    

    

The old man came to the innermost part of the cave. He reached out his right hand like a bird's claw and pressed it against the wall. Kaka! A black hole appeared in the wall. He was the first to enter the hole. Lin Zetian followed after him, and Feng Yimo entered without hesitation.    

    

Creak! The hole behind him closed again. There was no way to tell that there was another world here.    

    

After passing through a dark tunnel that was more than a hundred feet long, the three of them arrived at a wide cave that was several acres wide. There seemed to be a gap on the top of their heads that allowed some weak light to enter.    

    

The old man pointed at a corner of the cave and said: "That is the meat-shaped ganoderma that you want!"    

    

Feng Yimo quickly looked over and saw a three-foot-long, one-foot-thick, meat-colored ganoderma lying on a rock in the direction the old man was pointing at. It looked like a meat stick, and the root of the meat stick had started to rot and black liquid flowed out.    

    

This was the heaven and earth treasure, the meat ganoderma?    

    

Feng Yimo didn't believe his eyes. He walked up to it and carefully observed it. Although the meat stick was thick from top to bottom, through the Heavenly Eye Pupil, he could clearly see that the inside of the stick had the same meridians as a person. There was also a liquid that flowed like blood. This was the meat ganoderma, the second body carrier of the Number One Under Heaven!    

    

But, why did it become like this? It was completely on the verge of death, on the verge of death.    

    

"Senior, this..." Feng Yimo turned around and looked at the old man.    

    

"Sigh, if it's a perfectly intact meat ganoderma, do you think you can exchange it for a mere Wolf Smoke Pill? I got a chance to get a meat ganoderma 900 years ago. At that time, I was so happy that I brought it back. I planned to refine my second clone after refining the second Primordial Spirit. " Little did I know that splitting the second medicinal Primordial Spirit is extremely difficult, and I was wholeheartedly thinking of finding a way to produce the second medicinal Primordial Spirit after advancing to the Soul Formation Stage. So, I've always placed the Flesh Ganoderma here. "    

    

"Who knew that 200 years ago, the Flesh Ganoderma changed, and its roots began to rot. The Medicine King Valley cultivated and planted all kinds of spiritual herbs, and there were many ways to cure the illness of the spiritual herbs. However, the Flesh Ganoderma was the only one that had lost its effect. Therefore, it continued to rot until now, and there was almost no hope left. " It's not that this valley is cheating and deceiving you. Even if the meat-shaped ganoderma looks like this, it's still priceless! "    

    

After listening to the old man's narration, Feng Yimo was filled with helplessness. He felt that he had obtained a useless meat ganoderma. Didn't that mean that Ling Ya had no hope of reconstructing her body for the time being?    

    

He waved his hand and put away the sickly meat ganoderma. He cupped his fists and said, "Since the matter has already been settled, junior will take his leave. As for Miss Lin Yanrann's matter, this junior is unable to help her."    

    

"Haha, little friend wait!" The old man stopped Feng Yimo and said proudly, "I know that you are very disappointed with the meat ganoderma. I am very sorry. In order to make up for your debt, the ancient books of the Medicine King Valley can be opened to you for ten days. As a master alchemist, apart from knowing how to concoct pills, he also has to be proficient in the cultivation and planting of spirit herbs to familiarize himself with their characteristics. In terms of experience in this aspect, if our Medicine King Valley is ranked second, no one would dare to be ranked first! "    

    

Feng Yimo was slightly moved. From the beginning until the end, he had never systematically studied and studied the planting of spirit herbs. Just relying on the Shennong Script alone was still a little weak. After all, the ancient records in the Medicine King Valley were all obtained from their actual experience. They were even more precious and close to the actual situation.    

    

The old man saw Feng Yimo's hesitation. No alchemist grandmaster could resist such temptation. He continued, "If little friend can help the Medicine King Valley rescue Lin Yanrann, I can make the decision to betroth Yanran to you. Yanran's appearance and character could be said to be the best in the thousands of miles around. If you become the son-in-law of the Lin Family, the resources of the entire Medicine King Valley will be open to you! "    

    

This time, not only was Feng Yimo stunned, even Lin Zetian was stunned. He did not understand why the old ancestor liked Feng Yimo so much, but he did not dare to disobey the old ancestor. He could only endure it.    

    

Feng Yimo smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said," This junior understands senior's good intentions. I'm afraid this junior will not be able to climb up to him. "    

    

Hearing these words, Lin Zetian's face turned ugly when he heard this. He did not expect Feng Yimo to reject his ancestor's kindness. Was it because his daughter was not good enough for him?    

    

"Haha, young friend, you may not have much contact with Yanran. You will understand after a long time. How about this, young friend, you can go back first. Think about it carefully, and give this old man an answer tomorrow. How about it?" The old man was not angry and laughed.    

    

"Alright, this junior will take his leave!"    

    

After Feng Yimo left the old ancestor's closed door cultivation cave, Lin Zetian wanted to say something but stopped. Before he could say anything, he heard the old ancestor say, "Ze Tian. 'You don't quite understand what I mean, do you?'    

    

"Yes! Ze Tian only felt that you attached too much importance to this person." Lin Zetian said, "He is slightly stronger than ordinary Nascent Infant warriors, but it is not enough for the Medicine King Valley to make such a huge concession. Putting aside the fact that the library is open, the old ancestor wants to betroth Yanran to him. This, this..."    

    

The old ancestor smiled and said. "Ze Tian, let me ask you, who is in a hurry to find the meat ganoderma?"    

    

"Of course it's the person who possesses the second Primordial Spirit and wants to refine the second clone! What the Patriarch meant was... Lin Zetian pondered for a moment, then revealed a shocked expression. "Could it be that this person has the second Primordial Spirit? This is too shocking! "    

    

The old ancestor nodded his head and said, "Previously, I used the pressure of a Half-step Deification to force him, but I couldn't do anything to him. Besides his powerful physique and the essence of the Sword Cultivator, I could also feel that his Divine Sense was far superior to a Mid Nascent Infant warrior! If I'm not wrong, he has already produced a second medicinal Primordial Spirit!"    

    

Ah? " Lin Zetian exclaimed, "This person has such cultivation and fortune at such a young age. His future is limitless!"    

    

"Yes, that's right. I want to marry Yanran to him. " Yanran can be said to be the pride of our Medicine King Valley, and her natural talent is unmatched. She reached the Nascent Soul stage in 66 years and reached the Second Layer of the Nascent Infant realm in 80 years. If I'm not seeing things, Little friend Feng should be in his forties. A rogue cultivator with no background. To be able to reach such a level, one can only imagine his aptitude. " Old Ancestor glanced at Lin Zetian. I don't have much time left. You have yet to enter the Half-step Deification realm. The Nascent Infant Late Period alone is not enough to intimidate Xiao Xiao Xiao. If Little Friend Feng can join the Medicine King Valley, he will surely become a powerful ally of the Medicine King Valley!"