As if he heard his complaint, the palace gate that was originally motionless suddenly trembled, and a gap appeared in the middle.
Then the gap became bigger and bigger. It had been half a minute since it was fully opened, and Fang Chong almost fainted. He wanted to curse. The door was opened too slowly. It even sucked nearly 90% of it. True essence.
Fortunately, the first palace finally opened, revealing a large and majestic palace.
"Master, congratulations, you have finally opened the first palace. From today on, you have officially inherited the beauty of the country,"
Mei'er's voice came over, and she was still so charming, her body was so charming, her body could not be covered by a light gauze, and a large area of her white skin was exposed. Tingting and gloomy, shaking in front of Fang Chong's eyes, making him unable to move his eyes. .
It took him a long time to retract his gaze and said, "Mei'er, why do I think you are laughing at the master? How long has it been, I can only open the first palace, and there is an eighth palace behind it. I'm going to arrive. When will it be fully opened?”
"Hehe, master, you are too greedy," Mei'er walked over and held Fang Chong's arm, and the softness on her chest was very confusing.
"You are content. It's good to be able to open the first palace. If you know what good things are in this first palace, you won't be depressed. You'll probably wake up with a smile if you dream," Mei'er He laughed and pulled Fang Chong up and walked into the first palace.
A large palace behind the gate was like a real world, which made Fang Chong feel a trance.
"Meier, is this still a magical space?" He felt a little incredible. This place was too big.
"Of course, but this palace is real, not a virtual body transformed from the artifact space. If you want, you can even move this palace out. It's more than a thousand miles, and there are nine thousand nine in the palace alone. Hundred and Ninety-Nine,"
"So big," Fang Chong was startled, "Be good, this is just a palace that is so big, and there is an eighth palace behind it. If it is opened, then if it moves out, it will probably occupy a county. It's half a day. A prince's fiefdom,"
Mei'er smiled and pointed her fingers like jade on Fang Chong's forehead, saying, "Nothing is as exaggerated as you think. This first palace is the largest, the second palace is much smaller, and the things inside are also Not that many, but the level is much higher, and the third palace is smaller than the second palace, and the one behind is getting smaller and smaller. The last ninth palace may be only a few miles in radius,"
"Oh, that's it," Fang Chong suddenly realized. It would be normal. It would be too exaggerated if the Nine-Layer Palace had such a county.
"Let's go, I'll take the master in and have a look. Well, let's go to the Shen Yao Pavilion first."
Mei'er was in front and pulled Fang Chong through more than a dozen palaces before reaching the entrance of the Divine Medicine Pavilion.
The Shen Yao Pavilion also covers a huge area, with a radius of dozens of kilometers, and is a towering tall building, endless, with hundreds of floors upwards. Such tall buildings can not be seen even in the most prosperous city in Fangzhong's previous life. Arrive, it's really spectacular.
A golden plaque hung at the entrance of a hundred-story building. The material is a strange light blue ancient wood with clear texture but transparent and crystal clear, like a piece of blue crystal.
The three words "Divine Medicine Pavilion" on the blue plaque are flying and flying, which are very strange. They are not the words that Fang Chong is familiar with. Instead, they are like the crooked divine texts on the ancient bronze tripod, containing a unique charm.
"These three words were written by the old master. It doesn't matter if you don't understand them, but you should be able to sense that the plaque is made of Lanyan Shenmu, which is very precious," Meier explained.
"Well, I can feel it,"
Fang Chong agreed, in fact, Meier didn't need to say that he already knew this. The plaque seemed to have his own life and memory, and it seemed to have carved Mo Wentian's divine thoughts. At the first glance, he looked at it. At that time, these things automatically appeared in his heart. Although he did not count the divine texts, he did not feel confused at all.
"Mo Wentian, what kind of existence is it?"
The more Fang Chong was, the more he felt that Mo Wentian was mysterious and unpredictable, and his cultivation seemed to be at an incredible level.
In the cultivation world, Dao Chong is already a super expert, Zhu You is, Xu Qian is, but the gap between him and Mo is too big, and he is not on the same level at all. This can be done from the map of the beautiful man in the mountains and the nine palaces See.
When I walked into the magic medicine pavilion, Fang Chong found that there was a circular space inside, with a circle around it being ten meters high.
All the spaces ten meters high are separated by cube spaces of about one square meter. The surface is shining with light, and there are divine texts imprinted on it, such as the names and functions of these things written.
"Sky wood, autumn water and ice, purgatory red flowers, colorful divine stone..." Looking at the spaces one by one, without Mei'er's introduction, the divine text flashed by, and the name and meaning of it had already appeared in Fang Chong In the mind.
There is no doubt that these are all drugs, but Fang Zhong doesn’t recognize them either, and I haven’t even heard of the name.
He was shocked when he saw the Billion-year-old Dragon Kui.
"Did the dragon aoy really grow for 100 million years? This is too exaggerated?"
"Is there something that has grown for 100 million years in the world? Even a world doesn't have a lifespan of 100 million years. Besides, this kind of thing has long been a sperm. Who can pick it?"
"Any magical medicine that can be picked for billions of years, what is Mo Wentian's origin?" Fang Zhong's heart beat wildly, "And there are so many magical medicines here, almost none of them have ever heard of them. There are so many magical medicines. Where to pick it, it is impossible for the cultivation world to have it."
"There is another question. There are so many drugs in the Shen Yao Pavilion, which proves that Mo Wentian knows medicine and should be a master,"
As Fang Chong thought about it, he was a little uncontrollable and turned around and asked Meier: "Mei'er, your old master, Mo Wen Tian, who is the person, the beauty of the country, and the magical medicines in the Nine-level palaces and the magical medicines in the magical medicine pavilion ,how come,"
Mei'er looked sad, hesitated for a moment, shook her head and said, "Master, the old master has given me instructions. I can't tell you until the time comes."
In fact, Fang Chong had guessed that this would be the case, but he still felt helpless. He inherited such a large palace, but he didn't even know who his benefactor was.
Seeing Fang Chong's appearance, Mei'er couldn't bear it and hesitated: "Master, I can only tell you that the old master is a generation of medicine gods, and is invincible in the world in medicine and medicine. Most of the nine-level palaces are filled with the old masters. The brainstorm of learning,"
"Medical God, Medical God..." Fang Chong was stunned and repeatedly said these two words, feeling sad, "Mei'er, do you want me to inherit his old mantle, like him The old man is generally called the first generation of medicine gods.”
"Well, yes, yes," Meier nodded repeatedly, "In fact, this is also the most regrettable thing for the old master. He is invincible in medical skills, but in the end he failed to win the title of Medicine God. He hopes that his disciples can Win this honor back.”
"Win it back," Fang Chong looked at Meier curiously, and saw that Meier didn't plan to explain in detail, so he simply stopped asking.
Since he inherited Mo Wentian's mantle, he should fulfill his last wish. Whether it is to win or grab it, he has to decide the name of the Medicine God, and it is not enough to get it back. , Let's talk about it later.
The Magic Medicine Pavilion is really too big, with hundreds of layers, each layer ten meters high. In addition to medicine, there are also medical skills, secret techniques, etc.
I don't know where Mo Wentian collected these things. They were so scary that they would never learn anything in a short time. They couldn't browse them all, so Fang Chong gave up the idea of visiting again and picked up the need Things go away.
The divine thought exited the artifact space. Fang Chong waved his hand lightly, and suddenly a jade bottle and a jade shovel appeared in his hand.
He carefully dug out a green spiritual herb with a jade shovel, and then put it into the jade bottle with the soil.
This jade bottle is naturally not an ordinary thing. There is a ban inside, and it is a small space for itself. Even a house can be installed. It is not a problem to install spiritual materials for such a moment. It can guarantee the medicinal properties of spiritual herbs, even if it has been stored for thousands of years. relation.
The trees in the mountains are towering, the green phoenixes are flying, and all kinds of strange flowers and plants are also many fairy magical medicines.
Fang Chong followed Meier's instructions and collected the strange flowers and plants, which was very satisfied. These were not ordinary things. They had grown for at least thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years. They were full of medicinal properties, not to mention the flesh of life and death. The bones are almost the same.
"roar....."
At this moment, a beast roar came from the front.
"I've suffered," Fang Zhong's heart jumped. As soon as he looked up, he saw a beast that was ten feet tall and covered with scales, like a jackal, baring his teeth at him, looking hideous and terrifying.
The strength of this beast is not terrible, but at the peak of Yukong's realm, Fang Chong was afraid that the other party was not one, but a group.
A rustling sound came from behind the beast, and more than a dozen pairs of fierce eyes were revealed. This beast not only looked like a jackal, but also had the same habits. It liked to hunt in groups and had the habit of living in groups.
"roar....."
More than a dozen wild beasts roared at Fang Chong, and their momentum was very scary. If they were ordinary monks in the air-real realm, they would have escaped long ago.
But Fang Chong is not a young boy after all, nor is he an ordinary cultivator in the Kong Yu Realm. Even if he kills the four-winged Fallen Angel in the Nirvana Realm, will he still be afraid of these beasts at the peak of the Kong Yu Realm? It is naturally impossible, he is not afraid. Instead, I was very excited.
"Come on, let me see what the difference between ancient creatures is. If it is just like an ordinary beast, it would be boring," Fang Chong licked his lips, did not use the sun-shooting bow, and stood there naked, rushing to the scene. He hooked his fingers at the beast opposite.
In fact, he was not sure whether these beasts could understand the provocative meaning of hooking their fingers, but it did not affect his actions. Anyway, he didn't understand the beast language.