The Ultimate Sword Master

Inside Xuandan camp.

Except for the alchemy tower and the rows of alchemy rooms and alchemy warehouses, most of the remaining area is filled with medicine fields, filled with all kinds of elixirs that Gu Han can name, but cannot name.

And at this moment.

However, a magical medicine attracted his attention.

A few feet away.

In a stone pond, under several green lotus leaves, there is a section of spiritual lotus root that is as white as snow and overflowing with aura. The lotus root is divided into nine sections and looks like a coiled dragon. On top of the lotus leaf, there is a baby's fist. Large and small lotus pods stand in the wind.

Inside the lotus.

There was a faint halo of nine colors, but it came from nine lotus seeds!

"Panlong lotus root?"

"Soul-nurturing Lotus?"

Seeing Gu Han's gaze, Mo Huaiyuan was a little confused.

These two things are both semi-holy medicines. Although they are very attractive to low-level monks, people with Gu Han's strength should not even take a glance at them.

Even if you want to watch.

There are also many magical medicines planted in Xuandan camp.

Can……

Why did you focus on this one?

"That's really it."

Upon hearing Mo Huaiyuan's introduction, a trace of reminiscence flashed in Gu Han's eyes.

then.

His cultivation level was still low, and he, Yang Ying, Murong Yan and Shen Xuan were exploring the Xuandan Camp. They once found a soul-nourishing lotus seed in a small pond that had dried up long ago. Because of this lotus seed, Ah Sha's life was extended for a while. Only then could he hold on until Butler Yue arrived.

So.

He was particularly impressed.

"Mr. Mo."

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this soul-nourishing lotus was the one in his memory, and he couldn't help but ask: "Can this thing live for millions of years?"

Mo Huaiyuan was confused.

"Little brother is joking."

He said truthfully: "Although this plate of dragon lotus root and soul-nourishing lotus is fully nourished by spiritual energy, it can live for tens of thousands of people, and there is a very small chance of evolving into a magic medicine, but... it needs to grow for millions of years, which is just empty talk. ”

There was a pause.

He was also curious: "Little brother, why do you ask this?"

"It's nothing."

Gu Han said casually: "It's just that this thing helped me a lot back then. Speaking of which... I have to thank Xuandan Camp."

Said.

He looked at the Soul-raising Lotus a few more times, and the more he looked at it, the more incredible it became.

"Little brother."

Mo Huaiyuan pondered for a moment and then said: "Although the soul-nourishing lotus can't live that long, if it only maintains its potency..."

boom!

Boom boom boom!

Before he finished speaking, the sky suddenly trembled violently, and the originally blue sky now had a faint hint of scarlet!

"this……"

Mo Huaiyuan's pupils shrank and he raised his head suddenly: "The Gods are here again?"

He was a little puzzled.

The offensives of those servants of gods also have frequency. In the past, it would last as long as three months or as short as half a month. Like now, they come twice a day, which is unique!

Woohoo! !

A low and desolate horn sound also came from the direction of the front line!

"quick!"

"They're here again!"

"Prepare pills! Prepare pills quickly!!"

"..."

In the alchemy room and the alchemy tower, anxious calls from the alchemists were heard one after another. Everyone was going all out to refine a new batch of elixirs!

Even Mo Huaiyuan.

He also had a solemn and worried look on his face.

Gu Han, on the other hand, raised his head and glanced at the sky, his face still calm.

"Don't worry, old man."

He said calmly: "I'll go take a look."

"Little brother!"

Mo Huaiyuan was stunned and said subconsciously: "Be careful!"

"rest assured."

Gu Han's eyes narrowed and he said quietly: "It's them who should be careful!"

Just about to leave.

He seemed to have thought of something, turned back to look at the old Mo Huaiyuan, and said seriously: "Old Mo, all your efforts and contributions will not be in vain!"

There was a flash of sword light on his body.

There was no trace of him.

In situ.

Mo Huaiyuan was silent for a long time, looking at the direction he left. Suddenly, there was a little more light in his cloudy eyes.

Staring at the soul-nurturing lotus in the pond.

"My little brother is so concerned about this soul-nurturing lotus. Could it be that he has other intentions?"

He pondered for a moment.

He suddenly stopped an alchemist who was passing by in a hurry and ordered: "Go and get me the remaining Mingxuan Crystals in the camp!"

"yes!"

The monk was stunned, not daring to delay, and hurriedly went to the medicine storehouse. After a while, he had fetched something.

Palm-sized, diamond-shaped.

The color is transparent and crystal clear.

Within the crystal, complex lines are clearly visible, which contain the essence of vegetation and innate life.

Mingxuanjing!

Produced from an extremely rare void species, the Mingxuan beast.

This item has little effect on monks, but for elixirs, it is a treasure that can be found but not sought. It can not only greatly extend the life cycle of elixirs, improve the grade of elixirs, but also last for a long time. Keep the potency of the elixir intact!

Don't even think about it.

Mo Huaiyuan waved his hand and placed the Xuan Jing in the pond. Visible to the naked eye, the dragon lotus root trembled deep into its roots and took root in it. The nine-color brilliance flashed and seemed to have a different aura. .

"Tower Master! This..."

The alchemist was immediately dumbfounded.

Years of war.

The various spiritual medicines they needed were naturally huge, and the Mingxuan crystals were even less and less. The one in front of them was the only Mingxuan crystal left in Xuandan Camp. It was originally used to ripen those magical medicines at critical moments, but now... it was actually used on a holy medicine?

"This... this..."

He really wanted to say that this was a waste of natural resources, but he didn't dare to say it because of Mo Huaiyuan's power.

"Go."

Mo Huaiyuan didn't explain, waved his hand and said: "The war on the front line is tight, go to make pills quickly!"

"... Yes!"

With ten thousand questions in mind, the alchemist left.

Mo Huaiyuan didn't stay long.

Returning to the Dan Tower again, he seemed to suddenly sense something and suddenly looked at the Dan Room No. 45.

"Cough cough..."

Accompanied by a violent cough, the Dan Room's ban flashed, and a handsome young man walked out of it.

He was about twenty years old.

The black air was entangled between his eyebrows, almost condensed into substance, and his face was sick and pale.

"Quick!"

"Give me... ahem, bring me a hundred blood-killing grasses... Master?"

He didn't finish his words.

He suddenly saw Mo Huaiyuan's figure.

"Master, why are you here?"

With a flash of joy in his eyes, he came to Mo Huaiyuan and said excitedly: "Are you here to see me?"

Mo Huaiyuan didn't say anything.

As the top alchemist in the Xuan Realm, he accepted many disciples in his life, but without exception, they all died in the Dan Tower in the end.

The young man in front of him.

He is his youngest disciple, the disciple with the best alchemy talent, and his favorite little disciple.

But...

He understood when he saw the black air between the other's eyebrows.

This little disciple will not live long.

His lips moved.

He really wanted to say sorry to this little disciple, wanted to ask if he was tired, and wanted him to rest for a while and not fight so hard, but...the words came to his lips, but turned into another sentence.

"Go."

"Don't delay...the battle on the front line."