Chapter 38 Reborn
The next day.
Eyes of ice and fire.
"Ah~ah~ah!"
Dugu Bo stood on a piece of neat and clean land, shouting like a maniac with all his strength:
"Who did it? Who did it!"
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, Dugu Bo noticed a few petals of the strange velvet giant chrysanthemum on the ground. He subconsciously beckoned and used his soul power to absorb them in his palm.
"This is? Chrysanthemum?"
"It looks so familiar, have I seen it before somewhere..."
"Wait a minute, the purple chrysanthemum still exudes a faint golden light. Isn't this the martial spirit of Juhuaguan?"
After recognizing the origin of the object in his hand, Dugu Bo's expression instantly became uncertain.
It’s unmistakable, that guy from Juhuaguan is famous for his love of flowers.
There were so many rare medicinal herbs here, but he didn't know many of them, but he didn't necessarily know them all at Juhuaguan.
In terms of motivation, the medicinal herbs here are definitely worthy of Juhuaguan's doing this.
In terms of strength, the poison array he set up outside the valley really couldn't stop that sissy.
The motivation and strength are all satisfied, not to mention that the unique petals of Juhuaguan Wuhun are left here.
Dugu Bo looked distressedly at the hot spring in the center of the valley, which had greatly reduced its efficacy, and the hatred for Juhua Pass in his heart reached its peak.
But when he thought about the strength gap between them, Dugubo had no choice but to suppress the idea of coming for revenge.
"Fortunately, although the effect of the hot spring has been greatly reduced, it still exudes the two extremes of extreme cold and heat. It is not a problem to suppress the poison in my body."
After discovering this situation, Dugubo had no reason to go to Juhuaguan to fight for his life.
After all, his granddaughter Duguyan still needs to be taken care of by herself and cannot die yet.
……
Deep inside the manor of Duke Lin's Mansion.
In the cabin.
Ma Hongjun looked at the soft and crisp herbs in his hand and was very curious:
"The Duke said that this thing can completely solve the problem of the impure flame of my martial spirit phoenix."
"It's just, is this soft grass really so magical?"
It was a medicinal herb composed of red grass leaves, with the tops of the grass leaves looking like cockscombs.
Strangely, the veins of the grass blades are actually red-gold.
Just by holding it in your hand, the temperature of the entire wooden house rises several notches.
"Okay, Hongjun." Xu Pan patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder and said:
"My lord said, this thing cannot be chewed. It needs to be swallowed directly and then refined."
"Although the refining process is a bit painful, once you succeed, you no longer need to worry about becoming fat."
"Uncle Xu said that." Ma Hongjun replied with a smile. He was very happy when he thought that after absorbing this herb, he no longer had to worry about the evil fire turning him into an ugly fat man.
Later, Ma Hongjun glanced at the purple nine-leaf Ganoderma lucidum in Xu Pan's hand and said:
"Uncle Xu, please absorb this ninth-grade purple mushroom first, and I will protect you."
"You kid." Xu Pan laughed and scolded:
"You already call me uncle, how can the younger generation give the elders the teachings of protecting the law."
"You absorb this phoenix cockscomb first, and I will protect you."
Ma Hongjun nodded with a smile and replied: "Oh, I understand."
At this time, somewhere in the remote mountains and old forests where there are few people.
Lin Rong held a green herb with three snow-white leaves.
There are a few drops of water in the center of the three leaves, like dew left in the morning.
"Looking through the autumn dew, it's up to you whether I can practice the Marrow Cleansing Sutra to the state of Yuantong and Guanyizhi in one fell swoop, but don't let me down!"
As he spoke, Lin Rong held "Looking Through the Autumn Water Dew" in front of him, tilted it slightly, and let the water drops on the three leaves fall into his mouth.
When those few drops of water completely separated from the grass blades, the entire plant withered completely in an instant and turned into dust and dissipated in his hands.
After doing all this, Lin Rong sat cross-legged on the spot and practiced the Marrow Cleansing Sutra to refine the medicinal power of Autumn Water Dew. Not far away, the old housekeeper stood there, silently protecting the young master.
Time passes slowly.
The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and before you know it, it's evening.
The Duke's Mansion, among the wooden houses.
Ma Hongjun's clothes had long been turned into ashes.
The extremely overbearing medicinal power of Phoenix cockscomb caused Ma Hongjun to ooze a large amount of black juice from all over his body during the absorption process.
The black juice solidified and accumulated on the surface of Ma Hongjun's skin, making him look like an old man who had lived in the arid desert for decades.
He was so dark that he couldn't find any white spots.
Xu Pan looked at everything in front of him and found it hard to believe that so many impurities could be purified from Ma Hongjun's thin body.
Recall what the Duke once said.
Check out the 16-9 book bar to see the correct version!
Phoenix Cockscomb and Jiupin Zizhi, these two herbs have the effect of rebirth.
At first, Xu Pan was a little skeptical.
But when he saw with his own eyes the effect of Ma Hongjun's absorption of Phoenix Cockscomb, he immediately had no doubts anymore.
The eyes that looked at the ninth-grade purple mushroom in his hand became even more intense.
"I thought that the Soul Emperor would be my end in this life."
"But with the ninth-grade Zizhi gifted by the Duke, after being reborn, there is no doubt that the Soul Emperor and the Soul Saint are expected, and even the Soul Douluo, I can't even ask for it."
Just as Xu Pan was imagining the scene after he became Contra, a loud phoenix cry suddenly resounded through the wooden house.
Torrential golden-red flames were released from Ma Hongjun's body.
The flames soared into the sky and rushed to the roof of the wooden house in an instant, intending to burn the roof to death.
Fortunately, Lin Rong specially ordered this wooden house to be built. The wood used was from thousand-year-old sycamore trees, which effectively prevented the flames from rushing out of the sky.
Ma Hongjun's body stretched out in the flames. After practicing in the crater for a long time, his skin color had turned into a healthy wheat color.
But now, her wheat-colored skin has become white and tender again, and her long golden-red hair is flying behind her head.
The fire was flowing all over the body, and a phoenix pattern appeared vaguely on the back, making it look like a phoenix rising from nirvana.
A pure phoenix pressure emanated from Ma Hongjun, adding a bit of legend to him.
"Uncle Xu, why are you looking at me like this? Have I become handsome again?"
In the flames, Ma Hongjun touched his cheek quite narcissistically.
"It feels elastic and smooth. Has my skin become so good?"
"Okay!" Xu Pan couldn't help but cover his face with his hands when he heard this, and said helplessly:
"Stop touching your peeled egg face, put your clothes on quickly."
"You are so young, why are you showing off your skills there!"
"Ah?" Ma Hongjun, who was in the flames, realized that the clothes on his body had disappeared at some point.
After reacting, Ma Hongjun immediately covered his body shyly, then lowered his head and looked around for something.
"Yes, here."
After finding the soul guide that fell on the ground, Ma Hongjun quickly took out a set of clothes and quickly put them on.
"Okay, Uncle Xu." A somewhat embarrassed Ma Hongjun took over the topic and said:
"I finished absorbing the Phoenix cockscomb, and it felt really great."
"Uncle Xu, hurry up and absorb the ninth-grade purple zhizhi, and I will protect you."
Xu Pan naturally understood that Ma Hongjun was changing the topic to ease his embarrassment.
But Xu Pan didn't intend to poke it, but nodded, took out the ninth-grade purple zhizhi, chewed it in his mouth, and then sat down to refine the medicinal effects of Ganoderma lucidum.
at the same time.
Somewhere deep in the mountains and old forests.
Lin Rong's cultivation has also reached a critical moment.
(End of chapter)