The blue sky is faint, and a blue light and shadow fly through the sky above the clouds.

Wu Jun was in the light ball, stretching out his hand to feel the flow of air outside the light ball, looking incredible.

Song Cai was full of excitement and pulled Yan Jun to lie on the edge of the wooden board, looking at the mountains and rivers below and shouting.

Ling Baicao sat cross-legged on the wooden board, looking at Wu Jun and others who had never seen the world before, and couldn't help but proudly raised the corners of his mouth: "The Taoist talisman can travel thousands of miles a day. The people in the world who can make this talisman should not exceed five fingers!"

"The talisman we use now is particularly precious, and it was personally made by the Master Xuanji Temple. At that time, Changqingzi of his Xuanji Temple was seriously ill, so the Master Xuanji Temple came to ask my master for treatment. This talisman is the medical expenses."

Wu Jun said with a shiny look: "Brother Ling, if you see that Changqingzi again in the future, please help me ask him when the next time he is seriously ill!"

Ling Baicao: "#￥@￥…”

Seeing that he rolled his eyes and didn't say anything, Wu Jun turned his face boredly. Seeing Qin Yue'er excitedly reaching out to grab the bird flying by, he asked, "Have you ever used the magical talisman?"

Qin Yue'er took back her hand, and there was a fat white bird in her hand, saying, "I heard that when I was a child, I went to ask my father for it. He said that this thing was too slow and could easily be knocked down by people. It was not as fast and safe as his sword energy. Then he hung me on his sword and flew up..."

Ling Baicao looked at Qin Yue'er with strange eyes, feeling that it was really not easy for her to survive until now...

There was nothing to say all the way. After more than half a month, the Divine Walking Talisman exhausted his spiritual power and dissipated in Ling Baicao's hands.

Wu Jun and his friends came to the snow-capped mountains in the far north.

Dozens of snow peaks were connected together, stretching for hundreds of miles, and the air was filled with wind and snow dancing wildly. Wu Jun was so cold that he summoned several balls of phoenix real fire, making it into a thin square shape to hang around his body, which made it warmer.

Ling Baicao looked at Wu Jun in shock and said dumbfoundedly: "What is this?"

Wu Jun smiled and said, "Baby, it's cheaper to sell you ten taels of silver. Do you want to give me a few more?"

Ling Baicao felt the terrifying energy in the flames, and felt even more terrifying than the Nanming Lihuo used by Master to refine alchemy. He immediately hid a little further and stuttered, "No, no, I'm not cold!"

Wu Jun looked at the top of the mountain and said, "Then I'll go up and ask the Snow Mountain ghost doctor. An old man stays on the mountain all year round. I definitely hope someone will give him a little warmth."

Ling Baicao's eyelids twitched, and the scene of "warmness" coming to his mind could not help but appear in his mind.

What kind of flowers does the master like? Then, carve it on his urn or on the coffin board?

Ling Baicao suddenly shook his head and quickly shook his head to wake him up a little. He looked at Wu Jun helplessly, feeling that he was going to be led by him these days.

After breaking through the mountain protection formation, Ling Baicao led Wu Jun to the snow-capped mountain. Half an hour later, everyone came to a valley with spring flowers on the side of the mountain.

The earthly air in the valley is sufficient to block the severe wind, snow and coldness. It is obvious that there are experts who have laid formations to lure out the earthly air hidden deep at the foot of the mountain.

In the middle is a courtyard, with several medicinal fields walking around the yard, with a wide variety of colorful medicinal materials.

When Wu Jun saw the medicinal fields, he couldn't help but say in surprise: "These medicinal materials have different habits, and they can actually grow in the same piece of land. It's incredible!"

Ling Baicao smiled proudly and explained: "My master buried many things in the ground, which changed the nature of the soil. The ice crystal grass likes cold, so my master buried ice spirit below, and the fire Ganoderma lucidum likes heat, so my master buried fire spirit stone below."

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my master!"

After saying that, Ling Baicao led Wu Jun and others to the yard. As soon as he approached, he heard Deng Jiuxi's tangled voice.

"Brother, do you really have to be cut off?"

"well!"

The ghost doctor in the snow mountain sighed, his voice full of grief: "This ancient prescription is recorded in the medical book of Zhao Highway, a thousand years ago. It requires the use of the flesh and blood of relatives as medicine. Only after trying it out is known. You and my brother have depended on each other since childhood. Since I was a child, I felt distressed when I saw you fall. Now I want you to cut your flesh to cure the disease, and I can't bear it..."

Deng Jiuxi said in grief and anger: "Brother, put down the knife in your hand first, I believe you can't do it. You secretly sharpened the knife that you had been carrying me all night last night, thinking I don't know!"

The Snow Mountain Ghost Doctor coughed and defended: "Brother, aren't you afraid that you will use a blunt knife to cut your flesh too much..."

"absurd!"

At this time, Wu Jun quickly walked into the yard and looked at the old man holding a knife beside Deng Jiuxi with a frown.

The old man looked quite old, with age spots on his face, bald forehead, and a few white hair tied together, tied with a red rope behind his head. It was the Snow Mountain Ghost Doctor.

Seeing Wu Jun come in to stop him, Deng Jiuxi seemed to have seen a savior, breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Doctor Wu, you are finally here!"

Hearing his younger brother's name to Wu Jun, the Snow Mountain Ghost Doctor glared and scolded: "Where did you come from? You dare to question my prescription!"

Wu Jun waved his hand and said, "Senior, I'm not talking about the prescription, I mean that the one in your hand is an ordinary kitchen knife, and even if you sharpen it overnight, it's useless... Use my sword, be sharp!" As he said that, he pulled out the Qingshuang Sword with a clang.

Deng Jiuxi: "@%#@..."

The Snow Mountain Ghost Doctor was stunned for a moment, suddenly laughed, threw the kitchen knife in his hand aside with a smile, and looked at Wu Jun lovingly and said, "Are you the apprentice taken by Wu Crazy? Well, this style of conduct really looks like your master back then!"

Wu Jun said in surprise: "Do you know my master?"

The Snow Mountain Ghost Doctor nodded and said with a sigh: "Fifty years ago, your master and I had traveled together in Wanjie Mountain for a month. At that time, we were talking about everything and we had a great time."

So, did you two destroy the Eighteen Villages of Wanjie Mountain?

Deng Jiuxi's cheek twitched, feeling that he seemed to have solved one of the ten unsolved cases in Daxia, the mystery of "Twenty thousand bandits disappeared in Wanjie Mountain"...

On the other side, Wu Jun saw that the Snow Mountain Ghost Doctor was an old friend of his master, so he couldn't help but get closer. He stepped forward and grabbed the Snow Mountain Ghost Doctor's hand and took his pulse.

After a while, Wu Jun's face became solemn, and he looked at the Snow Mountain ghost doctor and wanted to speak but stopped.

The Snow Mountain Ghost Doctor looked at Wu Jun and asked with some anticipation: "What did you see?"

Wu Jun frowned and said in disbelief: "Half of your internal organs are missing. Senior, how did you live until now?"

The Snow Mountain Ghost Doctor nodded with satisfaction and said, "When controlling the Nanming Lihuo, something went wrong, and his body melted halfway."

Wu Jun immediately woke up and said in shock: "You have put Nan Ming Lihuo in your body, are you crazy?"

The Snow Mountain Ghost Doctor looked at the phoenix true fire floating around Wu Jun, and his mouth kept twitching...
Chapter completed!