Chapter 182 Time is the greatest reminder of aging
"ah……".
Lin Feng couldn't help but let out a moan, and he felt as if his whole body was falling apart.
Lin Feng opened his eyes, the surroundings were dark, and he was lying in a mountain forest.
"What is this place?". Lin Feng got up from the ground and looked around suspiciously.
Soon, he recalled what happened before.
Not long ago, the blood moon appeared.
Darkness enveloped the world, and he was swallowed by the darkness, and then he fainted.
"This...could it be inside the Eternal Demonic Mountain?" Lin Feng felt terrified.
Although I had the idea of entering the Eternal Magic Mountain to search for "Sky Fire" before.
But that was just an idea after all.
The Eternal Demonic Mountain is a place of death, and the strong men at the level of the ancestors of the ancient dynasty have fallen into it.
This place is full of dangers.
If you are not careful, you may be in danger of death.
Now, I am actually involved. I don’t know if it is a blessing or a curse?
But Huo Qilin is not around now.
It made Lin Feng even more worried.
In the distance, the blood moon still hangs above the nine heavens, emitting a strange blood-colored light.
Everything seems to be caused by this strange blood moon.
Now, Lin Feng was deep in the mountains and could only find a way to get out of here first.
Lin Feng chose a direction and walked cautiously.
At this time, he saw a dozen figures appearing.
These were more than a dozen surviving monks. They were very sad after seeing Lin Feng.
An old man said, "It's good if you can survive. As long as you can survive, there is hope."
"Master Dao, you are very knowledgeable, but you must take us out."
A young monk in purple clothes said with a pale face.
This old man, nicknamed "Master Dao", is also a very famous figure in this area, and this time he was also involved in the Eternal Magic Mountain.
"Don't worry, you will definitely be able to walk out. Everyone, follow me, don't walk around casually, and maintain a good formation"!
The old man said in a deep voice.
"yes". Everyone nodded and followed behind Master Dao.
Lin Feng learned from a monk next to him that when Dao Ye was young, he followed several elders from his ancestors into the Eternal Demonic Mountain. However, that time, several of Dao Ye's elders died in the Eternal Demonic Mountain. Only Master Dao got out alive.
Master Dao had been seriously ill for three years and had just gradually recovered, but from then on, he never mentioned anything about what happened in the Eternal Magic Mountain.
In the past year, something unknown must have happened.
"Look, that's a Blood Spirit Grass. It actually has ten leaves. It takes two hundred years to produce one leaf. This Blood Spirit Grass has been growing for two thousand years!"
Suddenly, a monk exclaimed.
He pointed to an elixir growing on a cliff dozens of meters away.
Lin Feng looked around and saw an elixir with ten blood-colored leaves.
If this elixir, which has been growing for two thousand years, is refined, its cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.
Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and some people wanted to go pick the Blood Spirit Grass.
"Don't you want to live anymore? It will kill everyone."
Master Dao said coldly.
The faces of the monks who originally wanted to take action changed slightly and stopped.
"Master Dao, it's not far from us. There should be no problem, right?" Someone was unwilling to leave like this and asked aloud.
Master Dao said coldly, "This is the Eternal Demon Mountain, a place of death. Anywhere may hide fatal dangers. In the past, even saints fell in the Eternal Demon Mountain. You should know about the Eternal Demon Mountain." It's so terrifying that a single move can affect the whole body, and if you're not careful, everyone may be killed."
Master Dao's attitude has never been tougher, that is, no one can act without permission and leave the team.
Everyone moves on.
"Look, there is a magic weapon there...". Someone exclaimed.
An ancient copper bell magic weapon fell into the grass, emitting astonishing mana fluctuations. Lin Feng was shocked. He saw that it was a very high-grade magic weapon. It was at least refined by a strong person in the "Yin and Yang Realm". It exuded suffocating mana fluctuations.
The appearance of this magic weapon naturally caused a huge commotion, and some people were eager to try it.
Master Dao said coldly, "No one should touch it. These things do not belong to us."
"Master Dao, he is very close to us, why doesn't he belong to us? This is our opportunity." A young man in green said.
"What? You want it? Okay? You stay here and wait until we are far away. You can do whatever you want. It has nothing to do with us." Master Dao said with a sneer.
Master Dao's attitude is tough.
No one can leave the team, otherwise, they will leave the team.
Everyone still hopes to leave with Master Dao. Although they are unwilling to do so, they will not disobey Master Dao at this time.
However, on the way out, I saw a lot of various elixirs and magic weapons scattered on the ground. Master Dao did not allow everyone to leave the team, so he missed everyone.
"They are all dead people's things. People who can hold such magic weapons, you can think about what kind of strong men they are, but they still died here and have long since turned into a handful of loess."
Master Dao said.
Everyone was in awe and did not dare to say anything more.
After walking for a long time, everyone felt tired, so they rested in place.
At this time, Lin Feng smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the void.
Suddenly, he felt that his fatigue was gone and he was instantly full of energy.
"Oh my God, what's going on?".
"It's that elixir"!
Someone exclaimed, not far away, there was an elixir, a seven-color fairy grass, emitting seven-colored light and a faint fragrance.
"The Seven-Colored Grass turns out to be the legendary Seven-Colored Grass. Rumor has it that the Seven-Colored Grass will grow in seven colors for thousands of years. This is a ten-thousand-year-old elixir."
A middle-aged monk shouted in shock and excitement.
"Elixir of life".
Everyone felt a little thirsty.
Everyone knows what the ten thousand year elixir represents?
Rumor has it that the ten thousand year elixir can revive human flesh and bones.
The meaning is very simple.
As long as you are still breathing, no matter how serious the injury is, you can recover quickly by taking the elixir of life.
Although the Ten Thousand Years Elixir is not like the Immortal Elixir that can make people live in the second life, its healing effect is not much worse than the Immortal Elixir.
This is the ultimate life-saving medicine at critical moments.
And now, just a dozen meters away, a ten-year-old elixir appeared in front of everyone.
Someone took action. The young man could no longer hold back and walked towards the Ten Thousand Years Elixir.
The young man in purple shouted, "Fan Xuan, do you want to die?".
Fan Xuan sneered and said, "Zixiao, you are too timid, nothing will happen to you, just watch me pick up the ten thousand year elixir, haha...".
"Come back to me". Master Dao's expression changed drastically and he shouted coldly.
Fan Xuan said coldly, "Master Dao, you are really old and you no longer have the vigor you had when you were young. Don't worry, after I pick this ten thousand-year-old elixir and sell it to those ancient forces, there will be no shortage of A benefit to you."
Fan Xuan had no intention of coming back, and his words made Master Dao look extremely gloomy.
Fan Xuan came to the ten thousand year elixir and reached out to grab it.
Lin Feng and others watched nervously, but Fan Xuan did not seem to be in any danger.
Seeing that Fan Xuan was about to pick this ten thousand-year-old elixir, something terrible happened.
Everyone saw that Fan Xuan's body was aging rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He was originally a young man in his twenties. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a middle-aged man in his forties. The next moment, he turned into an old man, with a stooped body, a dry body and a dying old man. .
"No……". Fan Xuan looked at his hands and body in disbelief, and he let out a cry of extreme fear.
Phew…
A gust of wind blew and Fan Xuan fell to the ground.
Time is what makes people grow old.
In just a few breaths, Fan Xuan changed from a young man in his twenties to an old man. He was deprived of all his life span, died in front of the ten thousand-year elixir, and turned into a human being. A pile of dead bones.
(End of chapter)