Chapter 295 Lu Tu, the King of Medicine

Each of the ten martial arts sects has its own magic weapons. Speaking of refining medicine, if the king of medicine Gu claims to be the second, no one dares to be the first.

Even in the past 100 years, the top-quality elixirs in the Blood Moon mainland have been made by Yaowang Valley. Those so-called talented pharmacists, such as Feng Wuji, are at most entry-level disciples who are put into Yaowang Valley.

Of course, there is a specialty in art. The disciples of Yaowang Valley are quite proficio in refining medicine, and their own cultivation is not popular, and they are not even comparable to the spirit beast valley, which mainly cultivates spirit beasts.

But even so, the whole Blood Moon Continent and even the martial saint-level masters dare not think anything about Yaowang Valley. This is the most terrible force in the Blood Moon Continent!

A martial saint came to attack, threw out a golden elixir, and hired a martial saint-level master to resist.

Two martial saints came to invade, threw out two Erjindan, and hired two martial saint-level masters to block them.

Three...

There are only nine martial saints in the Blood Moon Continent, all of whom have received the favor of Yaowang Valley, and almost half of the strong men in the lower half of Wusheng owe the favor of Yaowang Valley. Who dares to provoke such a force?

This is the Medicine King Valley of the Blood Moon Continent.

And Lu Tu, as the most outstanding talent in the Yaowang Valley in the past 100 years, has become famous all over the world 40 years ago. It is said that he was only 30 years old at that time when he was evaluating the level, he refined the last course of crossing the lunar moon continent and was internally designated as the next valley owner.

In the next 20 years, Lu Tu did not know how many amazing myths he had created and was once named the king of medicine.

Unfortunately, 20 years ago, Lu Tu mysteriously disappeared. Several martial saints who had a good relationship with him went to the Medicine King Valley to find people, and the answer was that they died of a violent illness.

Although the world did not believe it, Yao Wanggu unilaterally insisted on this statement and thought that the truth had been blocked. After several years of trouble, this matter was over.

Who would have thought that Lu Tu, the famous medicine king, would live in seclusion in this small Jinge City? Su Han was also shocked when he heard the name, which was one of the few and extremely admirable celebrities in the Blood Moon Continent that he knew.

"What the hell happened back then?" Su Han looked at Lu Tu with some concern.

It can be seen that since the mysterious disappearance 20 years ago, Lu Tu has not given up refining medicine, even more refined than when he was crowned the king of medicine.

"These are old things, don't mention them." Master Tu waved his hand, laughed at himself and said, "Since 20 years ago, there has been no Lu Tu in the Blood Moon mainland, and there is only an old drunkard who knows a little about refining medicine."

Su Han believes that a big event must have happened in those years, which stimulated Lu Tu's heart and made him return to the countryside and not care about the world.

"20 years of precipitation can completely get you out of that matter. No wonder..." Su Han also smiled and stopped asking questions.

"Well, now that the transaction is completed, I should be able to keep the matter of the fog forest secret for you, and you probably won't publicize the matter of Lu Tushang in the world." While Master Tu was talking, he gently slapped the lid of the elixir, and the white smoke and the fragrance of medicine instantly filled the whole courtyard.

No matter what kind of elixir, or even poison, its grade can be judged by fragrance.

Those with strong and pungent fragrance are mostly failures.

The fragrance is light and fresh, which is rare.

Master's feng shui mixed elixir is the latter, a light and refreshing fragrance. It is conservatively estimated that the medicinal properties have exceeded the grade of the elixir of the same name, or even more.

"Xiaoqing, come to charge." Master Tu shouted outside.

For a moment, Xiaoqing came to the backyard with a tray and slowly moved ten feng shui mixed Yuandan in the Dan furnace into the tray, but brought them into a hut.

"Aren't these for sale?" Su Han was a little surprised.

Fengshui mixed Yuandan has always been a popular product, which is a must-have for monks to walk around the world, and the Fengshui mixed Yuandan refined by the butcher is much more effective than usual. If it is put outside, it will definitely attract many customers, and the small shop will not be as depressed as it is now.

"These are used for experiments." Master Butcher said carelessly.

paused and added, "What's more, I dare not sell it. But anyone who has seen it can see that these elixirs are produced by Yaowanggu. I have retired from the world for more than 20 years, but I don't want to be disturbed when I die.

"What about me?" Su Han asked again.

"It's not a interruption. I agree to help you alchemy, but I need some moonlight grass." Master Tu said again.

"Moonlight Grass? I have a lot, but..." Su Han said this and suddenly stopped.

Master Tu didn't care and said simply, "I'm studying how to purify the spiritual elixir. Moonlight grass may have some effect."

Su Han nodded and took out all the moonlight grass and moonlight moss in the space bag, piled up in the courtyard as high as a hill, emitting a trace of coolness.

"In addition to the elixir I need, the rest of the butcher can take it. If you need anything else, I will pick it up." Su Han said generously.

Although moonlight grass and moonlight moss are precious, their utility is single, and they only play a role in the scope of soul law. Su Han is very reluctant, but this is the best choice at present.

Whether it is soul elixir or soul elixirs, they are all top-quality elixirs that need to be refined by elixir, not to mention that Su Han can't find precious elixir. Even if he finds them, he will not hesitate to choose Master Tu to refine medicine. Lu Tu, the king of medicine who crossed the blood moon continent decades ago, is far from his achievements in refining medicine for two generations. Repair can be compared.

"No, you go and come to pick up the goods in a month." Master Tu waved his hand, and he was about to see off the guests.

"Master, take care." Su Han said and turned away.

After a while, Xiaoqing retreated from the cabin and looked at the direction of Su Han's departure from afar. His pink nose twitched and seemed to be a little unhappy.

"Master, the Yun family sent someone to send twelve altars of daughter Hong to you. Why were you moved by this boy without agreeing to practice a furnace of elixirs for them?" There is some sadness in Xiaoqing's tone.

When Lu Tugao was the king of medicine, there was a talented disciple Chang Baicao; after he retired from the mountain forest and claimed to be the butcher, he also accepted a disciple, that is, Xiaoqing in front of him.

However, Master Tu did not educate Xiaoqing like Chang Baicao. What he taught Xiaoqing was more about being a man, so more often Xiaoqing was more like a maid.

When the two masters and apprentices just arrived in Jinge City, they were somehow known by the Yun family. The Yun family first sent someone to recruit, but failed.

After that, the Yun family sent their 20-year-old daughter Hong in the twelve altars, all of which are treasures. It is really great** to put them in front of the drunken master. The exchange price is only for the slaughter master refining an ordinary low-grade elixir for him.

At that time, Master Tu refused them without thinking about it. Xiaoqing couldn't figure it out. Seeing that Master Tu helped Su Han refine a large number of top-quality elixirs for almost free today, Xiaoqing was very angry.

"Although this moonlight grass is precious, it is not a rare treasure. It must be available on the black market in Jinge City. Why don't you push this list? I'll go to the black market to find a batch of moonlight grass for you." Xiaoqing said again.

It can be seen that Xiaoqing doesn't like Su Han, because Su Han said that the elixir she refined yesterday was a "pure burden". When those elixirs were released, even the former medicine king butcher said "good"? How can he get a hairy boy to dictate?

"Xiaoqing, if I remember correctly, this is the first time you have made a claim." The butcher narrowed his eyes and there was some anger in his words.

Xiaoqing lowered his head and did not dare to make eye contact with Master Tu, let alone speak.

The so-called strict teacher made a high apprentice, and Master Butcher embarked on a strict route when he chose to train disciples for the second time, even paranoid and strict.

Seeing Xiaoqing's quail appearance, Master Tu flattened his mouth and asked, "You are about the same age as Mr. Su."

"Yes." Xiaoqing nodded.

"If I hadn't taken you to this road in those years, how sure were you to cultivate to the early days of the spirit at this age?" The butcher asked.

Su Han's restrained little trick can be hidden from others, but he can't hide the butcher who has been dealing with herbs for decades.

The accumulation of decades of experience has made Master Tu's control of spiritual power reach a delicate situation. Perhaps his spiritual power is not huge, but his perception of spiritual power is extremely clear. At first glance, he recognized that Su Han's real strength was in the early stage of the spirit god.

"Spirit...Spirit...Early Spirit?!" Xiaoqing stammered and looked shocked.

Practice is not about eating and drinking water. If you work harder, you can eat more. This is a steady step by step, but it doesn't mean that there is no shortcut, less! Fewer people can grasp the shortcut!

In the history of the Blood Moon Continent, there are countless monks who have stepped into the spiritual realm, but the youngest of them is 33 years old, so he is still known as a thousand-old genius.

So, what should Su Han, who is in his early twenties, describe? Evil? Weirty?

Seeing Xiaoqing's expression at this time, the butcher did not continue to pick up the secret about Su Han. He closed his eyes with satisfaction and hummed gently...

......

In the south of the misty forest, a circular valley, with the fragrance of birds and flowers, flowers blooming and lush, which can be called a fairyland on earth.

In this fairyland, there stands a huge palace, which is rich and solemn, giving people a sense of inviolability.

In fact, even this is a thatched hut is inviolable, because this is Hundred Flowers Valley, and this palace is called Hundred Flowers Palace!

It took more than a dozen hours to return here from Jinge City. In addition to avoiding the pursuit of spider bones, he also brought back some fresh information.

"D..."

Gently, Wumu fell at the gate of the Hundred Flowers Palace, just to the ground, afraid of destroying the nearby flowers and plants, and invited Yue to regard these flowers and plants as his own life. Wumu picked one when he was a child, and was almost killed by the moon with a sword, and then he dared not touch them again.

went straight into the Baihua Palace, ignored the salutes of those beautiful plain court ladies along the way, and came to the door of a practice room and waited quietly.

It took a long time to open the door of the practice room, and a dark shadow came out of it with a voice, and the human voice had arrived first.

"What kind of style is such a mess!"

The intimidated female voice seems to be the arrival of the emperor, with an irresistible will, in sharp contrast to the beautiful young woman in pink clothes, which makes people wonder if such a gentle and beautiful woman's voice is so fierce?

Every master corresponds to a strange person, and inviting the owner of the moon palace is no exception. She is recognized as the first beauty of the blood moon continent. Countless men have never even seen each other because they want to live and die.

A few of those who were lucky enough to meet once also died at the hands of the invitation moon, without exception!

People say that peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic, but those unlucky people who died are so unlucky that they are killed without even touching the corners of the moon's clothes. Only a traceless man in the world can get close to the moon.

"The disciple was chased and killed all the way in Jinge City. Fortunately, he did not humiliate the teacher and returned with success." Wuhen lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Hmm! Spider white bone, when the owner of this palace was across the world, he was still a little boy playing with bugs!" Inviting Yue snorted coldly and showed contempt, "Thus, what's going on with Jinge City?"

"The people of Wandumen, Jianzong and Spirit Beast Valley have arrived in Jinge City, which is what the disciples saw with their own eyes. In addition, the disciple also heard that there were suspected disciples of the Divine General and the Jihuo Sect appearing in the Jinge City. After saying that, Wuhen paused and concluded, "Six families have already taken action in the ten martial arts sects. Presumably the rumor this time is not groundless."

"What about the fog forest?" Invite the moon to ask.

"This..." Wu Trace seemed very difficult and hesitated to say, "Not yet... I haven't found it yet."

"Waste!" Invite the moon to drink a low voice.

raised his hand and flew out without trace, hitting the marble column, making a painful and dull sound.

Invite Yue gently walked over, stopped beside the traceless for a moment, and coldly left a sentence, "Men, they are all rubbish!"

After saying that, he walked straight to the end of the dark corridor.