Cultivation Of Immortals Begins With A Funeral Scripture

Another five-color treasure medicine! Could it be that the five-color treasure medicine is so miraculous?

Zhen Xiuxiu's mental retardation and Bian's male-female reversal can all be treated with the five-color precious medicine. Could it be that the precious medicine can cure all diseases? So, I didn't lie to the wooden bean sprouts?

"Is this five-color medicine so powerful? Brother Loach really said that only five-color medicine can cure his Yin & Yang disease."

Lin Xiaoyu asked curiously, Bian Zhi was very drunk before, and he did mention this matter to everyone.

"Brother Loach, what do you mean? Who is Brother Loach?"

Jia Xiaosa asked in amazement, is there no such person among the three great aristocratic families?

Seeing that everyone was curious, Lin Xiaoyu simply told the story of the previous conflict with Bian Zhu from the beginning to the end. He really admired Cong Wen's eloquence so much that he almost vomited blood.

Lin Xiaoyu was bold and bold, with a clear and loud voice, and his imitation was so lifelike that everyone laughed, only Lin Xiaolang's face was so gloomy that water dripped out.

Secretly cursing this Little Sister less and less girlish, staying with Yu Yueyue every day, why can't she learn more from her? Shouldn't girls be gentle and demure, not to see or say anything wrong? Not at all reserved.

Taking a sneak peek at Yu Yueyue, she immediately became unhappy, okay! Yu Congwen is really funny and humorous, even a cold-faced and cold-hearted person like Yu Yueyue can't help laughing.

"I didn't expect such an interesting story to happen between you and Bian Laojiu. That guy is indeed very interesting. It's a pity that the eagerness for quick success and quick profit has turned into the current appearance of being neither male nor female. It's really good fortune to tease people!"

Jia Xiaosa said with emotion that when he was a child, he had played with him all the time, and it was ridiculous and sad that a burly man turned into a sissy.

"The five-color treasure medicine is so miraculous. Since no one has discovered it for hundreds of years, who discovered its many effects? Shouldn't it be misrepresented as a myth?"

Yu Congwen thought that since the five-color medicine had such miraculous effects, he might as well inquire more useful information from Jia Xiaosa.

"Brother Yu, you don't know about this. The five-color medicine has not appeared in our Lizhou Prefecture for hundreds of years, but in the eyes of some top sect disciples and royal descendants, it is a form of physical training. It is an essential potion for casting a cauldron. Hehe, are you shocked? Why do these great disciples stand out from the crowd at such a young age?

It's not because they have a good foundation! My family's ancestors said: Casting a tripod is the foundation of all magic and fairy arts. The better the foundation, the higher the achievements in the future. Only when the roots are deeply rooted can towering trees grow.

Think about it, those Buddhist disciples and Taoist boys cast tripods with five-color precious medicines at every turn, body tempering with earth marrow liquid and heavenly source juice, and practice with supernatural magic and immortal methods. Given time, they will achieve great feats, which one is not invincible in the world! "

Jia Xiaosa's eyes were radiant, and he only hated his shallow fortune and lack of that kind of heaven-defying luck.

"It's the same casting tripod, what's the difference between the five-color medicine and the ordinary medicine, and is it worthy of their pursuit?"

Yu Congwen was very excited when he saw Jia Xiaosa, and these secrets came from the mouth of the ancestors of the Jia family, so they must be very authentic.

"Brother, you really think highly of me. The body forging warlocks in the entire Lizhou Prefecture don't know what the five-color medicine looks like. If you ask me the difference between them, how can I answer you?"

"I heard that the patriarch of your Jia family is a terrifying existence like a demigod. Could it be that he has never seen or

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Have you ever heard of the peculiarities of the five-color precious medicine? "

Yu Congwen asked unwillingly.

"My ancestor mentioned that. According to his personal speculation, the cultivation speed of a person who casts a cauldron with five-color precious medicine must be several times faster than others. He saw such a sentence in an ancient manual, what to say? The five colors envelop and protect, nourish the veins and nourish the collaterals, completely natural, with no trace of the avenue.

The ancestor said that when casting a tripod with ordinary precious medicine, a body forging warlock is needed to assist and take care of it carefully to eliminate various hidden dangers and deal with emergencies at any time. It usually takes nearly a month to cast a tripod with precious medicine, which is unpredictable and full of situations.

But casting a tripod with five-color precious medicine is completely different. The five energies are entangled and protected alternately, warming and nourishing the veins, subtly affecting things, and moistening things silently. Not only is there no danger at all, but because there is no external interference, the future path of cultivation will be smoother and faster.

This point is fully reflected in the talented youngsters of those top sects! "

After everyone listened to it, they were silent for a long time, and they all fell into envy and longing. Jia Xiao smiled triumphantly, opened his mouth to bring everyone back to reality, and said with a juice glass in his hand:

"Come on, don't indulge in those unattainable fantasies. We fought two fierce battles today, leaving only three remnants and defeated soldiers in the Zhen Mansion. Let's make persistent efforts tomorrow and try to eliminate them all!"

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As soon as the sun rose the next day, the apprentices from the Great Master Battalion came to the gate of the Bian Mansion in groups of three or four. After yesterday's fierce battle, the disciples of the Zhen Mansion had been eliminated by the disciples of the Jia Mansion and the apprentices with the surname Pang. Everyone guessed that today they must have a big battle with the Bian family's children.

You must know that the qualification to participate in the finals is to win three games in a row. The children of the Bian family were spectators for a whole day yesterday. If they do not enter the competition venue today, I am afraid that the four-color elixir will have nothing to do with them.

The battle was imminent, and the onlookers were even more active. The three floors inside and outside surrounded Bian's mansion, shoulder to shoulder, waiting for the children of Jia's mansion and other masters to arrive. For a while, the entrance of Bian's mansion was very lively, and the noise was deafening. .

Only Yu Congwen lay comfortably on the bed, enjoying Lin Xiaoyu's maid-style massage, and occasionally eating a few grapes peeled by Yu Meiren herself, not to mention how pleasant it is!

"Brother Congwen, has Xiaoyu Little Sister's massage technique improved? How do you feel now? Have the symptoms of body ache and weakness been relieved?"

Yu Congwen thought that he had won three games in a row and had already won the ticket to the final, so he simply pretended to be overworked, lying on the bed and refusing to go out, recharging his energy for tomorrow's final.

Yu Yueyue on the side was also worried. Ye Congwen fought so fiercely with Zhen Xiuxiu yesterday that they fought for three full hours. An ordinary person would have been exhausted on the spot. Fortunately, Ye Congwen has a special physique. After one night, he only feels sore and weak. This is a normal reaction. If he takes care of himself properly today, he may still be back to normal tomorrow.

That's why there is this scene in front of me. The three of them chatted without saying a word, and the shouts from outside poured in from time to time like a tide. Yu Lin and the two of them were all focused on taking care of Yu Congwen, but they didn't take care of it flawlessly.

"Yu Congwen, come out, I, Zhen Xiuxiu, want to fight you again!"

Suddenly, a sharp female voice came from below, and the tone seemed to be unstoppable.

Yu Congwen jumped up suddenly, put on his shoes and went downstairs. Yu Yueyue followed behind and shouted anxiously:

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"Yu Congwen, don't fight with her anymore, if you get hurt, you won't have a share in tomorrow's final!"

"Brother Congwen, Sister Yueyue is right. You are a handsome man, why should you be as knowledgeable as a brat like her?"

Lin Xiaoyu also tried to persuade her, thinking that Yu Congwen had already given Jia Xiaosa two catties of the three-color elixir and two drops of Nether Cold Spring. If she was injured by Zhen Xiuxiu and couldn't compete for the four-color elixir, wouldn't she lose her wife and lose her army?

Glancing at Yu Yueyue, he realized that the two wanted to go together, and secretly made up his mind that no matter what, Yu Congwen and Zhen Xiuxiu would not be allowed to compete in martial arts.

Yu Congwen opened the door, and at a glance he saw Zhen Xiuxiu standing at the door with her arms akimbo, her eyes were burning with anger, as if she was very dissatisfied with her defeat by Yu Congwen yesterday.

"Zhen Xiuxiu, don't mess around, yesterday you were defeated by my brother Cong Wen, but everyone saw it with their own eyes, what's the matter, are all the people in your Great Master camp some people who can't afford to lose if they win?

How could you be such a stalker? Brother Wen, I have to participate in the finals tomorrow, so I don’t have time to waste time on you, the loser. If you want to be sensible, it won’t be too late to fight with you after he wins the championship. "

Lin Xiaoyu spoke first, holding Yu Congwen's left and right hands together with Yu Yueyue, determined not to let go.

"I don't care about that. If you two stop him from fighting with me, I'll hit you."

Zhen Xiuxiu said lightly, as if she was saying another matter of course, she looked at Yu Congwen provocatively, and when Yu Congwen finished expressing her attitude, she would immediately strike.

Yu Congwen looked up and looked around, and found that there was no one there. How could such an excellent opportunity to hone his fighting experience be missed? Taking advantage of the lack of Consummation Realm masters from the Great Master Camp, it's fun to have a few fights with Zhen Xiuxiu, a top master, without having to hide it?

"You two don't have to worry, she can't hurt me. While there is no one around, I just use her to test the power of my Yu Family's Pofeng Fist. This is related to whether I can win the championship in this competition."

Yu Congwen looked at Yu Lin and Yu Lin, and said sincerely, Zhen Xiuxiu's strength is already well known to him, and there is still a small gap between him and himself who used Pofeng Fist.

"Then be careful. If you can't win, don't force yourself. If you run out of energy, you won't be able to compete tomorrow."

Yu Yueyue said helplessly, this woman is really a brown candy, she dared to threaten Ye Congwen with us, it's a pity that her Realm is too low, otherwise she would definitely beat her up with Lin Xiaoyu.

Yu Congwen nodded to show his sense of propriety, and asked Yu and Lin to return to the house, invited Zhen Xiuxiu into the courtyard, closed the door, and used the 108-style Pofengquan to make hunting windy, and a vicious fight was enough to kill one Hour.

The more they fought, the more excited they became. Each of them used what they had learned in their lives and tried their best to fight until Zhen Xiuxiu was exhausted and her flesh and blood showed signs of drying up.

Competing with such a top expert is easy to stimulate his own potential. Yu Congwen gradually has great confidence in his own Pofeng Fist. It seems that the old patriarch is right. The Ye Clan's Pofeng Fist is indeed invincible in Lizhou Prefecture , Tomorrow, the final stage of the finals is going to shine!

Yu Congwen thought that if he won the championship of the Great Master Battalion, he would live up to the expectations of the old patriarch!

"Little Sister, open Zhen Xiuxiu's mouth. I'll give her some drinks. If something goes wrong, it won't be good if we blame it on us."

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