After working as a veterinarian for several days, Wu Jun led a large army of Yan Jun and others to march to the Chiyou tribe.

"Finally, I don't have to eat vegetables every time..."

Qin Yue'er's face showed a hint of relaxation. She looked back at the high priest of the Demon Bull Clan who was coming to see him off, and said regretfully: "What a pity, the meat is a little older, it will not taste good..."

When Yan Jun thrust his face, I knew you were greedy for the high priest!

Wu Jun looked at the large swamp in the distance and said, "Awei, there should be magic fish in the swamp ahead, right?"

Yan Jun nodded: "The environment here is almost exactly the same as the swamp in the Demon Realm. There should be many swamp monsters inside, and you may also see lotus demon fish."

"This fish has a fragrance of magic lotus, the meat is tender and very delicious."

"I'll try a few later and I'll see if it has the effect of curing diseases."

Wu Jun took out his notebook and prepared to add it when he was practicing the "Medical Sutra" in the future. The group traveled through the mountains and soon entered the edge of the swamp.

Yan Jun inspected for a while, waved his right hand and exploded a bunch of mud and water in the distance. A snow-white magic fish flew into the air, and was sucked into the hand by Yan Jun with one hand.

Smelling the fragrance of lotus emitting from the white fish, Wu Jun's eyes lit up. He pulled out the sword and cleaned it. He cut a piece of fish meat and put it in his mouth, and said, "Lotus Demon Fish, dragon beard and white scales, eating it can reduce fire."

On the other side, Qin Yueer and the little succubus ran to fry the fish together. The little succubus was responsible for pointing out the location. Qin Yueer kept bombing with her true energy, and amid the banging explosion, dozens of demon fish were blown out of the mud.

When the little succubus clapped his hands and smiled excitedly, Wu Jun's face suddenly changed and he said, "Stop, there is something under the swamp!"

Qin Yue'er stopped quickly, pulled the little succubus back, and guarded him vigilantly.

As the words came to the ground, the swamp became like it was boiling, and gurgling bubbles emerged from the bottom of the pond.

Soon, a purple-bearded old man wrapped in a layer of purple demonic energy slowly emerged from the swamp.

The old man's face was as cold as frost, and he looked coldly at the group of guys in front of him who disturbed his dormancy. An incredible powerful pressure came, causing everyone to froze.

Liao Hua and Hua Tuo hugged each other tremblingly, almost unable to suppress their instinct to escape.

Wu Jun looked at the old purple beard in front of him and said in shock: "It's so tall, I've never seen such a tall person..."

Yan Jun nodded with a serious look and whispered: "Master, you feel right. I have only felt this kind of pressure in the demons!"

Wu Jun was stunned and turned to say, "What I am talking about is not cultivation, but his blood pressure."

Yan Jun: “…”

Yan Jun's eyelids twitched. He looked at the old man Zifeng whose blood pressure was soaring again, and smiled apologized: "Senior, we have not deliberately disturbed him."

As he said that, he also pointed to the pile of lotus magic fishes that were fainted on the ground.

Zi Xu Laozhi snorted coldly, and a muffled thunder suddenly exploded in the sky.

After looking at everyone, his eyes stopped on Wu Jun and asked, "Who are you and where are you going?"

Wu Jun smiled and said, "We came from the Demon Bull Tribe and went to Suiren to find someone. What do you call me?"

An inexplicable light flashed in the eyes of the old man Zifeng, and he said, "Call me, Old Ancestor Luo Tian."

Yan Jun listened to the strange name and quietly sent a voice to the Blood Demon and asked: "Have you heard of this name?"

The Blood Demon was silent for a moment, and then said in a muffled voice: "I haven't heard it before."

Yan Jun narrowed his eyes and realized that he was not telling the truth.

At the same time, Old Ancestor Luo Tian casually glanced at him and said, "I want to go to the Heavenly Palace, and I happen to be on the same road as you."

Yan Jun felt his pressure withdraw, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Wu Jun with inquiring eyes.

Wu Jun nodded, took out the silver needle and said, "No hurry, old man, I will help you reduce your blood pressure first! If this continues, you will easily die of sudden cerebral infarction!"

The old ancestor Luo Tian’s eyes twitched and he said, “No need, I’ll say less, I’ll be fine.”

When Wu Jun saw a wall of air rising in front of him blocking his way, he took back the silver needle in depression and went to the side to deal with the lotus magic fish.

Soon, a whole fish banquet was made. Wu Jun brought a pot of fish soup to Lao Zu Luotian and said, "You can try it too, old man."

Old Ancestor Luo Tian drank all the fish soup in a few mouthfuls, nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it doesn't taste like a magic fish at all. This is the first time I have drunk this fish soup."

Wu Jun lowered his head and looked at the residue in the bowl. He slapped his forehead as if he was suddenly awakened: "Oh, I accidentally got the wrong one. This bowl is antihypertensive medicine, and the fish soup has not been cooked yet!"

The ancestor Luo Tian glared at his eyes, feeling the slowly cooling blood in his body, and his blood pressure surged again: "..."

I accidentally made a bowl of antihypertensive medicine?

You're going to fool this fool!

After drinking the real fish soup, Lao Zu Luo Tian followed Wu Jun and others on the road with a dark face, and headed towards the Chiyou tribe along the edge of the swamp.

Wu Jun observed the swamps on both sides of the road and said curiously: "The swamp looks like there is no danger. Why can't the demon bull come out after entering?"

The old ancestor Luo Tian’s eyelids were half open and half closed, and he said quietly: “Maybe it’s a false news, I’m coming out safely…”

Wu Jun nodded and said, "That's right, I was scared by them before. No matter how much I care about him, we won't go in anyway."

Yan Jun glanced at these two people and felt that one dared to speak and the other dared to believe.

Master, the culprit for the disappearance of the Demon Bull is obviously by your side!

Yan Jun sighed silently and asked, "Master, what excuses should we use to use the Chiyou tribe this time?"

A holy light emanated from Wu Jun's face, and his eyes firmly said: "Of course, it is a practice of medicine. It is full of miasma and moisture, which is not suitable for people to live in. The lives of the people of the Chiyou tribe are really hard. As doctors, how can we not save us!"

The sacred and solemn appearance made Liao Hua and Hua Tuo look admiring, and they were involuntarily impressed by Wu Jun's lofty personality charm.

The little succubus rubbed his eyes, climbed onto Wu Jun's shoulder, pulled the glowing night pearl hairpin off Wu Jun's hair, and said disgusted: "It's too dazzling."

Wu Jun glared at her and said angrily: "So you just put it on your head?"

The little succubus kept turning his head to attract everyone's attention and laughed: "I must look better than you when I wear it!"

Wu Jun rolled his eyes and looked at the Chiyou tribe who was already looking at it.

In the village, a group of slaves were working hard to pound rice, and there were women sewing animal skins beside them, and a group of children were chasing and fighting in the village.

Wu Jun found a familiar figure in the crowd and couldn't help but be stunned: "Look, does the person hanging on the pole look a bit like Bao Buping?"

"Is he performing acrobatics? He actually put his neck in the rope ring. I really didn't expect that he would do this..."
Chapter completed!