1822 Holy Liquid
"It smells so good..."
Sanliu saw his eyes lit up, his throat kept surging, and saliva was almost flowing out.
"Prosperity!" The old man saw Sanliu like this and couldn't help but snorted coldly.
Sanliu ignored him and continued to stare at the hundreds of kilograms of big fish that were spinning in Ye Chu's hand. The scene was really spectacular and majestic.
While grilling fish, Ye Chu asked the old man: "Senior, which domain are you from?"
"Han Domain..." The old man did not hide it.
"Are you a person from the Han Domain?" Sanliu turned his head and stared at the old man and asked in horror, "Aren't there many people in the Han Domain?"
"Little darling, let's talk nonsense, I'll sew your stinky mouth!" The old man glared at Sanliu.
Sanliu smiled, muttered a few times, then walked to Ye Chu, took the seasoning tank from Ye Chu's hand, and applied seasonings to the big fish for Ye Chu.
Ye Chu said: "Senior is indeed a hero. The living environment in the cold realm is harsh. It is really not easy for seniors to come here all the way..."
The Cold Domain can be said to be the poorest domain among the Nine Heavens and Ten Domains. It can be said that it is only stronger than the eleventh Domain, and is even worse than the cultivation environment of the Emotion Domain in the known Nine Heavens and Ten Domain.
It is rumored that the temperature in that area is extremely low, ordinary people cannot survive there, and practitioners cannot even be born there.
Because the temperature there is too low, newborn babies will be frozen to death.
Only after reaching the innate realm of cultivation can one survive in a very small number of places there.
There are snow-capped mountains, glaciers, frozen lakes, and spiritual energy, which is a very dangerous place for human survival.
Therefore, the Cold Domain is also the domain with the least number of practitioners among the Nine Heavens and Ten Domains. Most of the practitioners who enter the Cold Domain practice are transferred to other domains. There are very few practitioners born and growing up in the Cold Domain.
"Hmph!" The old man did not agree with this statement.
However, he did not argue, and Ye Chu asked again: "It seems that the cold crystal you got should also come from the cold domain..."
"So what? It's impossible for you people from the outside world to find cold crystals in the cold domain..." said the old man.
Ye Chu nodded and admitted: "You must admit this, so please help me, senior, tell me where Hanjing is located, I need Hanjing..."
"What do you want Hanjing to do? Do you also need to lure the spirit?" asked the old man.
Ye Chu was stunned. Unexpectedly, this old man also knew that cold crystal could be used to attract spirits.
Xiaoying said that without Hanjing, it would be impossible to bring back Qingting and Hao Meirao's spirits, so it is necessary to find Hanjing that has been more than one million years old.
And cold crystals of this level may not be found anywhere else except the Cold Domain.
Originally, Ye Chu planned to leave Biling Island immediately and go to the Han Realm to search for it, but before he could catch Wang Mang, he didn't want to leave now.
Moreover, the Fruit Saint Conference is about to begin. He also wants to try his luck here to see if he can meet Ou Yi and Jin Wawa, and find out about the news about the old madman and Xixi, and others.
"Senior, can you use cold crystals to attract spirits?" Ye Chu asked.
The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know that spiraling is not something that ordinary people can do. It's useless to have cultivation alone. You also have secret techniques. Even if you get cold crystals, you can't spiraling."
"It's okay, as long as you tell me where Han Jing is..." Ye Chu said.
At this moment, part of the big fish was cooked. Ye Chu raised his hand and cut a piece of fish weighing forty or fifty kilograms and threw it on the stone table in the stone pavilion there.
At the same time, Ye Chu also took some fine wine and said to Sanliu: "Sanliu, let it bake slowly and go and drink."
"Okay..."
Sanliu saw the cooked fish and fine wine over there, and he followed Ye Chu happily.
"happy!"
While drinking and eating meat, the old man laughed rare. He cried with Ye Chu and laughed: "Xuanshi doesn't want you anymore! I can tell you the Cold Crystal Land."
"That's not possible. Senior always has to spend money on the island, and the mysterious stone is to be given." Ye Chu smiled and cried with the old man.
Sanliu grinned and said, "My Brother Ye is not a stingy person. He is a thousand mysterious stones. It's a slight meaning..."
"Then I will be disrespectful..." the old man smiled.
He took another sip of the wine, but he coughed a few uncomfortable times, as if the toxins in his body had been a little done.
Ye Chu immediately took his pulse for him, and his expression changed and looked at him: "Senior, are you injured in Taoism?"
"Dao Sin?" Sanliu was also shocked when he heard this name.
What practitioners are most afraid of when they are injured is the Tao, because practitioners practice Tao. If Tao is injured, it is a real internal injury.
Some practice paths are hurt, which may not be cured for the rest of your life, and will cause the practitioner to fail to make progress in the rest of your life, and may even make the practitioner die. This can be said to be extremely terrifying.
The old man sighed: "It's all my fault that I am competitive and have a dispute with others, but was beaten with a Taoist injury."
Ye Chu's eyes were shining, and he checked the old man's internal organs with his eyes, and his face was a little solemn.
The old man's Taoist injuries were quite serious. He had eroded his internal organs and injured his meridians. From this point of view, the possibility of curing was not high.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, don't bother. I have been hurt for many years. Many people have seen it and there is no way to do so. You don't have to be sad." Seeing Ye Chu's expression solemn, the old man sighed.
Ye Chu took out a small pot of holy liquid and said to the old man: "Senior, let's drink this first."
"Is this?" The old man felt the extraordinary liquid in the pot, as crystal clear as spiritual liquid.
Ye Chu said: "This is some family-born medicine..."
"How can I be so embarrassed..." The old man felt a little embarrassed.
Ye Chu said: "Sir, drink it. This should have some relief to your Taoist injuries, but it may not work if you want to cure the root cause."
"Thank you..." The old man no longer refused, raised his head and poured this small pot of holy liquid. As soon as the holy liquid entered his throat, his expression changed and he immediately tasted the extraordinaryness of this thing.
The holy liquid flowed into his blood like a clear spring, quickly cleaning the toxins in his body, making him feel refreshed.
And there is probably nothing like this except holy liquid.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, I..." The old man was so excited that he couldn't speak.
The holy liquid is so precious. Ye Chu, the first person who knew him, was willing to take such a treasure to him. This kind of kindness is indeed a bit too great.
"Senior, don't say much. Since meeting by chance is fate, you should refine the medicine yourself." Ye Chu waved his hand, not caring.
The holy liquid has no effect on him anymore.
When he was still in a low state, taking this holy liquid could change his physique and cleanse the marrow of Yi marrow. But at this state, holy liquid can only be used to heal wounds and can no longer play a role in practice.
Chapter completed!