Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

　　 Yang did not easily feel that he was being lifted up, and vaguely heard words like "God".

　　 Because of their arrival, the Mu Ling tribe was very lively tonight. Everyone gathered outside a stone house and looked inside curiously.

　　 "I heard that the patriarch picked up three gods!"

"real or fake?"

　　 "It's true. I saw it with my own eyes when they brought them in. The clothes of the three gods are similar to those worn by the gods worshipped by the tribe. I haven't seen them anywhere else."

　　 "God, where do you say they all live? Why can't you usually see it? Is it in the depths of the mountain?"

　　 "In the depths of the mountains? We are the only ones who have not been to the depths of the mountains. Maybe the gods live there?"

　　 Someone guessed.

　　 "Look, clan elders and sacrificial adults are out."

　　 Everyone looked around and saw the two old men slowly pushing open the wooden door and walking out.

The old man on the right has his waist straight, his eyebrows hidden in the gods, and he is quite powerful. At this moment, he looked at the gray-haired, rickety old man on the left, and asked in a low voice: "Sacrifice your lord, the physical condition of the three gods. how?"

"One **** is dead, and the other two gods are still alive. Let me give them a medicated bath treatment tomorrow. I hope that the dead **** will not be punished." The old priest shook his head and sighed and said in a low voice. In one sentence, he slowly left with his cane.

　　 "A **** is out of breath?"

　　 The old man, the patriarch, furrowed his brows, looked into the room, his eyes were a little dignified, and he groaned for a while, and then said to the people outside: "Prepare medicinal materials for the medicinal bath, and tomorrow will treat the two gods in the medicinal bath."

　　 "Yes, clan elder!" A strong man nodded.

　　 The night is getting darker, and the night here has a different kind of quiet. The people of the Wood Spirit tribe listened to the calls of insects and birds, and fell asleep peacefully.

　　 Yang Buyi and the girl who gather herbs lie quietly on the stone bed, the spiritual energy in their bodies slowly nourishes the injured body, and their bodies are recovering rapidly.

　　 The morning sun is rising, and the golden brilliance is sprinkled.

　　 The people of the Wood Spirit Tribe are all busy.

　　 Everyone carried two large bronze cauldrons to the open space in front of the tribe. The firewood was dry below, and the cauldron was boiling water.

　　 The ancestor stood aside, hanging down, directing the crowd to add firewood and medicinal materials.

　　 Until all the medicinal materials to be added have been added, when the liquid medicine in the cauldron no longer boils, the clan elder makes them carry Yang Buyi into the cauldron separately.

　　The medicine is rolling, nourishing their bodies.

　　 People from the Wood Spirit tribe watched by, with curiosity and piety in their eyes.

　　The medicated bath lasted for an hour, and when the liquid in the cauldron was a little cold, the sacrificial elder ordered people to add firewood.

　　 Then a few people were left behind, and the clan elder also distracted the others who were onlookers, and let them go to work on their own.

　　 Add wood and fire to maintain the temperature of the liquid.

　　 This has been repeated four times.

　　 It's midday.

　　 "Sacrifice your lord, when do you think these two gods will wake up?" aside, the clan elder asked.

　　 "I don't know. If I can't wake up today, I will go to the medicated bath again tomorrow. If I still can't wake up tomorrow, I will continue the medicated bath." Said the sacrificial old man.

　　 "This can only be done, but the medicinal bath materials are almost gone. Tomorrow I will bring people into the mountain to gather some." said the clan elder.

　　 "Thank you!" said the sacrifice to the old man.

　　 "It should be!" The old clan nodded.

　　 "Sacrifice to adults, clan elders, the food is ready, come and eat." Someone shouted from a distance.

　　 "Mu Qing, you stay here to look after the gods, and eat later." The clan elder said to a young man with a strong figure and a calm expression.

　　 "Go and worship the adults and the elders, but the gods will be watched by me, it's okay." The young man nodded.

　　 The clan elder and the sacrificial elder nodded, and then left with the three of them.

　　 Soon after they left, there was something strange in Dingzhong.

　　 As the liquid medicine continued to nourish the body, Yang Buyi also soothed his brows and slowly opened his eyes.

　　 When I saw myself in the tripod, I couldn't help being stunned.

　　 After seeing the soaking liquid medicine, he turned to surprise.

　　The surface of the medicinal liquid is brilliant, and the strong medicinal fragrance is tangy, refreshing.

With his nose trembling, he couldn't help but whispered: "Wood spirit grass, golden flame flower, purple fruit, blood snake orchid... God! These are precious elixir, I...I where is this?"

　　 At the same time, an exclamation came from the neighboring Cauldron: "Sword grass? I smell the smell of sword grass!"

　　 Both heard the sound of each other's exclamation, put their heads out of the cauldron one after another, and instantly looked at each other.

　　 The next moment, it seemed to notice a slight strangeness. The two of them looked in the same direction and saw a young man with wide-eyed eyes.

　　 Three eyes met, the young man looked surprised and shouted: "Clan elders, sacrifice to adults, the gods are awake!"

　　 Yang is not easy to look at the girl picking the medicine, frowning slightly, they can't understand what the young man is saying.

　　I was looking at his clothes, a cyan beast armor, and he couldn't help but think of the ancient barbarians.

　　 their eyes turned, they saw the wrong stone house, the animal skins hanging on the stone wall, the dried meat, and the women who used bones as jewelry.

　　 The two looked at each other again and exchanged their eyes, and instantly guessed that they might have come to a different place.

　　 Looking at the young man who opened his mouth at this moment, they all showed their spiritual knowledge and caught his spirit fluctuations.

　　 After the feedback from the divine sense, Yang Buyi then uttered similar syllable fluctuations and asked tentatively: "You call us gods?"

　　 "My Lord God, my name is Mu Qing!" The young man nodded excitedly with a pious look.

　　 "Where is this?" Yang Buyi asked.

　　 "This is the Wood Spirit Tribe!"

　　 "Where is the Wood Spirit Tribe in the scene?" Yang Buyi asked again.

　　 "Jingdi?" Mu Qing scratched his head, revealing a puzzled expression.

　　 "The name Jingdi doesn't even know the ordinary casual cultivator. I don't know what he looks like when I think about it." The medicine-gathering girl transmitted voice.

　　 Then he glanced sideways, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and asked softly: "Do you have any kind of grass here, only a leaf, pointed, very sharp!"

　　 "Yes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is a lot." Mu Qing nodded.

　　 "Really?" The excitement in the heart of the medicine-gathering girl could no longer be suppressed, and finally turned into a happy expression on her face.

　　 Looking at the excited appearance of the **** in front of him, Mu Qing felt a little bit different from the noble and cold **** in the legend. He scratched his head and nodded.

　　The girl picking medicine was very happy when she heard the words.

　　 "Do you have any kind of golden, flame-like flowers here?" Yang Buyi asked when he could smell the golden flame flowers.

　　 "Yes, there are many!" Mu Qing nodded.

"you sure?"

　　 "Yes, I'm sure, because there are three medicinal materials like that in the medicinal solution of the gods' medicinal bath."

　　 hiss!

　　 Yang is not easy to hear, and finally confirms that the smell he smelled is not wrong, that is, the golden flame flower. At this moment, he can not help but breathe, and his heart is shaken. What is this place?

　　The precious golden flame flower is just used to ruin it? And it was himself who ruined it.

　　 Yang is not easy to look at the liquid medicine, his face is distorted from heartache, and he has a deep sense of guilt!

　　 "My Lord God! You are awake."

　　 Just as a few people were talking, the two old men were already approaching.

　　 Although he has white hair, he is full of energy and looks old and strong.

　　 A rickety body, with a cane sticking up, and strange lines painted on his face.

　　 The two elders were ready to bow and salute to Yang Buyi, but they were supported by an invisible force and couldn't bend.

　　 The two old men looked at each other, their bodies trembled, and there was a certainty in their eyes. This is the power of the gods.

　　 (every time the first chapter of the plot is too difficult to write!! It will be fine tomorrow!)

　　 (recommendation ticket!)