Reincarnated into a great tree, I will create an immortal kingdom of God

"Zu Ding, if you can hear my prayer, please give me some instructions..."

The girl kept praying.

Unfortunately, the small black tripod above did not react as usual.

Su Mu naturally would not react casually.

After all, at this moment, he was still confused about everything around him.

He never acts rashly without knowing the truth.

As the girl prayed, Su Mu gradually learned some information.

This shocked him completely.

He was not in his original world at this moment!

The name of this world is "Dahuang".

The Great Wilderness is not a world of cultivating immortals, but a world of martial arts.

There are no immortal cultivators in this world!

Only warriors.

The middle-aged man is Su Yan, the patriarch of the Su family in Bailu County.

Somehow he was severely injured.

The girl's name is "Su Yao" and she is the young matriarch of the Su family.

Fifteen years old this year, a top-level warrior.

The warriors in this world are divided into apprentices, warriors, martial artists, masters, grand masters and grand masters.

Su Yao became a top-level warrior at the age of fifteen, which is definitely a gifted talent.

Other than that.

What made Su Mu's heart beat wildly was that there were many spiritual medicines in this world that he was familiar with.

In the world of cultivating immortals, those elixirs are in great demand and people are scrambling to get them.

Here it is just quite precious.

But he soon became depressed again, and now he is just a small tripod.

Even if the elixir was placed in front of him, he would not be able to take it.

A quarter of an hour passed in a flash.

Seeing that the ancestral tripod seemed to be just an ordinary dead object, the girl was completely discouraged.

"Zu Ding, my father once told me that you are a treasure from the ancient times and possess extraordinary spirituality. Could it be that all this is false?"

Su Yao said sadly: "Now my father is seriously injured and will not live long. Foreign enemies are eyeing us covetously. How can I protect the Su family?"

On the contrary, Su Mu was shocked.

He found that although he could not move, his spiritual power could extend outward.

In this way, he will undoubtedly be able to do a lot of things!

Su Yao didn't know this.

Filled with disappointment, she staggered to her feet.

Just as she was about to turn around, she seemed to sense something and hurriedly turned around to look at the small black tripod.

The first moment, she couldn't help blinking, wondering if she was dizzy because she had been kneeling for too long.

I saw a line of words condensed in the void above the black tripod.

"Hundred-year-old ginseng, blood-clotting grass, and chalcedony ganoderma."

There are no further hints.

Inside the small tripod, Su Mu had his own difficulties.

Using spiritual energy to condense words is a very delicate job, and consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy.

With his current level of cultivation, condensing ten words would consume most of his spiritual power.

It is certainly impossible for him to use up all his spiritual power, so he needs to keep some as a backup.

As for these three medicinal herbs, they are exactly what are needed to refine the Golden Cure Pill.

Of course, refining the golden wound pill also requires medicinal materials such as lard, rosin, musk, camphor and yellow wax.

It’s just that other medicinal materials are very cheap.

Only hundred-year-old ginseng, blood-clotting grass and chalcedony ganoderma are extremely expensive.

With his three years of savings, he could only buy one batch of medicinal materials.

This also greatly limited his improvement in alchemy skills.

If he could collect these three medicinal herbs through Su Yao, it would undoubtedly be a great joy.

"Also, my consciousness can sense my physical body in the Immortal Cultivation World. It seems that I can return as long as I think about it."

Su Mu thought to himself, "Not only that, I think I can bring things near my physical body here."

By this time he had gotten over his initial panic and his mind was sharp after calming down.

How to store the things you bring?

This is not a problem at all.

"There is an independent space inside the black tripod."

This independent space is not big, about half a meter in radius.

Just for this function, the Black Tripod can be regarded as a treasure.

Su Mu had heard that some great foundation-building masters had things like storage bags.

Now he has the equivalent of a storage bag.

In order to verify his idea, Su Mu extended his spiritual power to the golden wound pill on his body.

next moment!

The golden pill appeared in the internal space of the small black cauldron.

"Zu Ding."

At the same time, Su Yao was extremely excited.

She had already given up hope, but unexpectedly, the ancestral tripod actually reacted and condensed a line of words.

But then she fell into confusion again.

After condensing ten words, the ancestral tripod returned to its former silence.

These ten words disappeared so quickly that she almost suspected again that she was hallucinating.

"No, this is not a hallucination."

Su Yao looked determined.

Because she sensed that there was still a faint mysterious aura lingering in the void.

This aura was exactly what was released by the ancestral tripod before.

"Hundred-year-old ginseng, blood-clotting grass, and chalcedony?"

Su Yao quickly recalled the words that the ancestral tripod had condensed before.

These are obviously three kinds of medicinal herbs.

Although she didn't know why the ancestral tripod condensed such words, it was undoubtedly very important.

Thinking of this, she decided to collect these three medicinal herbs no matter what.

These three medicinal materials are of high value.

But a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and the Su family has this kind of medicinal material in their own medicine storehouse.

Su Yao immediately stood up and called her maid.

"Take my ID and go get the hundred-year-old ginseng, blood-clotting grass, and chalcedony ganoderma from the medicine store."

Since these three medicinal herbs are key information, Su Yao naturally dare not neglect them.

"Yes."

The maid withdrew.

A quarter of an hour later, the maid came back.

She carried a basket filled with century-old ginseng, blood-clotting grass and chalcedony ganoderma.

"Miss, there are seven hundred-year-old ginsengs, about five kilograms, eight kilograms of blood-clotting grass, and two kilograms of chalcedony."

The maid said, "These three medicinal herbs are very precious, and we can only take out so many from the medicine storehouse."

Su Yao was quite dissatisfied.

But she knew that the Su family was on the decline.

"You go out."

Su Yao said.

After the maid went out, Su Yao carried a basket of medicinal herbs and walked to the front of the ancestral tripod.

In the ancestral tripod, Su Mu's consciousness was completely dull.

To refine a batch of golden wound pills, the required amounts of hundred-year-old ginseng, blood-clotting grass and chalcedony ganoderma are five cents, one ounce and two cents respectively.

In the world of cultivating immortals, all kinds of spiritual medicines are in great demand, which in turn raises their prices.

He had spent all his savings over the past three years trying to collect some medicinal herbs.

As a result, Su Yao directly calculated the medicinal materials by kilograms.

These medicinal herbs are enough for him to refine eighty furnaces of golden wound pills.

This was not beyond his expectations, but completely beyond his imagination.

Noticing that Su Yao in front of the shrine was already in anxiety, he no longer hesitated and wrapped up all the herbs with his spiritual power.

hum!

These medicinal herbs disappeared from in front of the shrine in an instant.

The next moment, Su Mu in the ancestral tripod saw that all the medicinal materials appeared in the internal space of the ancestral tripod.

Without letting Su Yao wait any longer, Su Mu sent a golden wound pill out of the ancestral tripod.

Su Yan's injuries are indeed very serious to the martial arts world.

But this is nothing at all to the world of immortal cultivation.

People in the martial arts world don’t know how to make pills.

A few so-called alchemists actually make poisonous pills.

Alchemy requires the perception of spiritual power, so that one can judge the changes in the spiritual power inside the elixir and adjust the elixir fire at any time.

A warrior has no spiritual power and is just refining based on his feelings. How can he possibly refine a real elixir?

Su Yao, who was opposite the shrine, was shocked.

Two breaths ago, she discovered that all the herbs she had placed in front of the shrine had disappeared out of thin air.

And then, a golden pill appeared out of thin air.

This was simply a miracle in Su Yao's view.

The golden pill floating in the air also shocked Su Yao.

She could tell it was a pill, not by its appearance, but by the medicinal fragrance it emitted.

Just by smelling the fragrance of the medicine, Su Yao felt refreshed and relaxed.