The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The old man continued: "Little guy, your statement is wrong. You should say that the people in the entire Lotus Cave are transformed from lotus seeds."

Xiao Chen was taken aback for a moment, this was a bit unbelievable, Liu Tianci, Lu Lingtong, these flesh and blood living beings, were actually transformed from lotus seeds, there really are no wonders in the world.

Xiao Chen always looked forward to those lotus flowers in full bloom. These lotus seeds could be transformed into living creatures with flesh and blood, and they were probably peerless treasures.

The old man seemed to see what Xiao Chen was thinking, and smiled proudly: "This colorful lotus heart is the most proud thing in my life. It was cultivated with a hundred thousand years of painstaking efforts. Even compared with the gourd on my little brother, Not too much."

"What?" Xiao Chen was confused.

Then Xiao Chen took out a gourd the size of a thumb from his bosom. When Xiao Chen was reincarnated, he was born from this gourd.

This gourd has been refined by those mothers, so Xiao Chen can use it even without the power of cultivation.

Xiao Chen shook his arm twice, and the gourd quickly grew to the size of a Coke bottle.

Looking at the gourd, Xiao Chen was a little surprised. Hearing the old man's tone, is this gourd still something extraordinary?

Seeing Xiao Chen's expression, the old man was also a little dazed, and asked: "You little brat, don't you know the origin of this gourd?"

"Tell me." Xiao Chen also became interested, after all, this gourd can be regarded as his other mother.

"Can I show the old man?" The old man asked, pointing to the gourd.

"Whatever you want." Xiao Chen put the gourd on the table.

The old man picked up the gourd, carefully looked at the mysterious patterns on the gourd, and nodded with certainty after a long time, "That's right, it should be formed on the vine that first opened the world."

The more you talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes. Why did it even refer to the beginning of the opening of the world? Isn't this gourd just a special gourd vine knotted around it?

The old man played with it for a while, and then reluctantly put the gourd back on the table.

Then the old man took out a yellowed ancient book and flipped a page casually.

On the pages that were originally empty, some handwriting gradually appeared.

The old man handed the book to Xiao Chen: "Hey, there are records on it, you can read it for yourself!"

"I don't know how to read." Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, if his cultivation level was still there, he would naturally be able to understand what these tadpole-like words wanted to express.

But Xiao Chen is a complete martial artist now, and his spiritual sense cannot be released outside, so how can he understand the characters of an unknown era.

The old man opened his mouth, and looked at Xiao Chen with the look of a monster. Anyone with a little cultivation can feel the meaning these words want to express.

Of course, the old man has a little cultivation here, which means above the third realm of the divine way.

"What's the matter, don't you look down on illiterates?" Xiao Chen had a displeased expression on his face, and creaked his fists.

The old man took back the book with a smile on his face, "If you don't know him, then don't know him, how can he be rough."

The old man mocked Xiao Chen for being a rough man who only knows how to do things.

Xiao Chen was patient, took a deep breath, and let go of his clenched fists.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, and then he explained for Xiao Chen.

"It is recorded in this book of myriad things that the full name of this gourd is Chaos Treasure Gourd. There are seven in total. Six peerless gods were born in this gourd. It is not recorded in detail in this book who they are."

What Xiao Chen heard was a mouthful of old blood that almost spit out, isn't this the story of the gourd baby?

"Judging from the records, your gourd should be the last one. It seems that the little brother is also the chosen one." The old man shook his head cheerfully.

"I chose your mother." Xiao Chen pushed the old man's head into the stone table with a slap, "Who chooses? I choose my own way. Whoever dares to choose for me will be chosen by God."

"Ahem..." The old man ate a mouthful of stone slag, jumped up angrily, and wanted to talk to Xiao Chen.

But as soon as he saw Xiao Chen's face, the old man thought of the expressionless big devil, and immediately lost his temper.

"A grown-up doesn't care about a villain." The old man took a deep breath and wiped the dust off his head.

Looking at the gourd, the old man suddenly grinned and asked kindly: "Little brother, if you don't need this gourd, can you do it?"

"Hehe!" Xiao Chen was also happy, the old guy of feelings took such a big detour for this purpose.

Seeing the cheap smile on Xiao Chen's face, the old man had a bad feeling in his heart, and immediately explained: "This gourd is not very useful for people like you who don't understand medicine, but for this old man, it's the best. Of course, if the little brother wants to exchange it, the old man will definitely not let the little brother suffer."

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, this old man was considered upright, he explained the origin of this gourd beforehand.

Xiao Chen didn't bother to care about the old man's impure motives, "Whether to change or not, let's talk about it. First, you can see the poison on my body, and see if you can cure it. If you can, the rest of the matter can be discussed."

When the old man heard that there was room for maneuver in the matter, he immediately regained his spirits.

"Stretch out your hand." The old man instructed Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen stretched out his right hand, and asked curiously: "Why, a person like you still needs to feel the pulse?"

"Nonsense." The old man angrily pressed Xiao Chen's veins, feeling Xiao Chen's pulse, and said: "You look like a calf, you don't look sick, don't The old way, how to diagnose?"

"I'm not sick, I'm just poisoned." Xiao Chen repeatedly emphasized that he was not sick.

"Poisoned?" The old man checked his pulse, but found nothing abnormal.

Then the old man looked at Xiao Chen with a mentally retarded face, "Old man, I have practiced medicine for hundreds of thousands of years, so don't talk nonsense, you little guy is as healthy as a monster, you don't look like you have been poisoned."

Xiao Chen was startled, couldn't even see this old thing, could it be that he was really cold.

Seeing that Xiao Chen didn't look like he was joking, the old man frowned and said, "Don't worry, tell me about the poisoning process from beginning to end."

Xiao Chen nodded, and told all the things that happened in the surrounding area in detail.

The old man was startled when he heard this, and his face became extremely serious, "You mean, you are poisoned by that exotic poison."

Xiao Chen nodded and asked, "Why, you know?"

The old man didn't answer, but opened the old book called "Wan Wu Pu", and flipped a page casually.

Words like tadpoles appeared on the pages of the book, and the old man explained to Xiao Chen.

"This book is called the Spectrum of Everything, and I got it by accident in an ancient battlefield. This book is very magical, and it records all the medicinal materials, rare treasures, and unknown poisons in this world. "

"It is said that its owner is the mountain god who controls the endless mountains in the era of chaos."

As he spoke, the old man gave Xiao Chen a meaningful look.