Who is Shen Wanjun? I am afraid no one knows this question better than the 800,000 Shen Jiajun.
The great general of Shenwu during the war, the head of the nine kings with different surnames in the post-war period, and a supreme minister in the true sense...
With such a person, even those powerful countries such as the Dongying Dynasty, Xisha Dynasty, Nantai Dynasty, and Northern Han Dynasty would not dare to use "three melons and two dates" to lure Shen Wanjun in order to achieve internal and external cooperation. Calculate, thereby disintegrating the great inflammation and eating away the great inflammation.
In other words.
In this world, there is nothing that Shen Wanjun wants but cannot get.
There is no one who requires him to spend a lot of effort and brainpower to recruit.
At least.
This is what the White Tiger soldiers in the White Tiger Camp thought before hearing Zhu Mo's words today.
But on the other hand, if Shen Wanjun needs to use his brains to hire people to help him, I'm afraid they are the only land gods they have heard of but never seen.
What are land gods?
He is a warrior who enters Taoism through martial arts, crosses the threshold of Taiyi Realm, and truly cultivates martial arts to the extreme!
If you look at the whole world, you can count them all on your fingers. These transcendent figures, who cut mountains and rivers with swords and stirred up wind and clouds, are no longer unattainable feats.
Even after reaching a certain martial arts node that few people know about, they can open the gates of heaven and cause thunder disasters. Once they survive safely, they can achieve the body of an immortal, enter the fairyland, and join the class of immortals. From then on, they can live long and free lives without borders!
At this moment.
If the alcoholic old man in their eyes, wearing an old cotton coat and never combing his hair, is really the land god that General Zhu calls -
It makes sense that the King of Jin went to great lengths to invite him.
However, the soldiers of Baihu Camp, including Zhu Mo, who had never seen the land gods at all, naturally did not know what Lao Qian's true cultivation level was.
In fact, with Lao Qian's current martial arts cultivation, he can only be regarded as half-stepping into the terrestrial fairyland. There is still a distance between him and the real terrestrial fairyland that is mysterious and mysterious and cannot be described in words.
But even the semi-fairy land on land is enough to open the eyes of Zhu Mo and others!
Just in time.
Lao Qian has re-entered the crater alone more than once. The small ravines on the surrounding rock walls that were cut by his sword energy serve as natural stone steps for climbing down, and Lao Qian has long been familiar with them.
Soon reaching the stone platform below, Lao Qian jumped one step at a time and reached the central stone basin in the shortest time.
The closer to the central stone basin, the surrounding magma surges more and more manically under the influence of the temperature of the phoenix marrow. Every bit of magma sputtered out by the broken magma bubble has a high temperature of nearly two thousand degrees. This thing looks like The size of sand is about the same size, but if it falls on the surface of human skin, it can melt through a pinhole and blood hole on the spot!
When he came closer to the stone basin and looked at the handful of sacred phoenix marrow that was within easy reach, Lao Qian did not rush to take out the instrument made of thousands of years of ice to take it away. Instead, he stood there and waited silently until!
Flame flowers that looked like red but not red, looked like yellow but not yellow, and looked like gold but not gold, flew out out of thin air above the phoenix marrow, and the old money finally did something!
It's just that his action was not to deal with these terrifying fireworks, but to quickly retreat and retreat to the starting point again!
Because the first time he came to Fengxui, Lao Qian was almost burned to ashes by these fireworks. From that time on, Lao Qian became deeply aware of whether the land gods could forcefully destroy these fireworks if they came here. He didn't know, but one thing he was sure of was that with his current level of cultivation and the strength of his true energy, he would definitely not be able to compete head-on with these fireworks.
So I kept going in and out of the crater in the next few days to find out the pattern of Phoenix Marrow releasing fireworks.
The fireworks released by the phoenix marrow were not living creatures after all. After scattering in all directions, they all fell into the magma without the effort of a cup of tea, providing nutrients for increasing the temperature of the magma.
From this, Lao Qian couldn't help but think.
The reason why the magma temperature around Phoenix Essence is higher could be caused by these fireworks.
Let's deduce it further...
Could it be that as time goes by, as long as no one comes to take this phoenix marrow, one day the temperature of the magma will be high enough to melt everything?
Stone basins, stone platforms, stone walls... even this mountain and the thick ground under the mountain may be penetrated by this phoenix marrow!
"Such a domineering thing, if it is drunk directly into the stomach by the brat according to the method mentioned in the ancient scrolls of the Immortal Sect, wouldn't everyone melt as soon as it touches it?"
As he gradually deepened his understanding of the terrifyingly high-temperature phoenix marrow, Lao Qian thought more about what would be at the bottom of the ground when this pool of magma penetrated the ground one day, and where he could see through this deep pit.
The question he considered was whether the method discussed in the ancient scrolls of the Immortal Shou Sect was just a delusion of the ancestors of the Immortal Shou Sect, or was it a "thought" left to future generations?
After all, the fireworks released by the phoenix marrow alone can force a land semi-fairyland master like him back step by step, let alone drinking the phoenix marrow into his stomach.
In fact, this was mainly because Lao Qian did not carefully check the contents of the ancient scroll that day.
There is also a sequence to the process of rebirth, reshaping muscles and cutting marrow. If the "first step" is to drink the phoenix marrow directly into the stomach, then let alone a loser like Shen Liang with nine palaces blocked, he is Even if the land god tried it himself, he would definitely be melted into a ball of gray smoke on the spot.
As soon as a thought flashed through his mind, Lao Qian didn't dare to think too much. When the fireworks faded, he immediately used Qing Gong to the extreme and returned to the stone basin in the blink of an eye.
Opening the cap of the ice bottle made of thousands of years of ice, holding a water scoop also made of thousands of years of ice in his right hand, even an old man who has experienced countless ups and downs in his life had to hold his breath and concentrate at this moment, focusing all his attention on Ice bottles and ice scoops in both hands!
Because as long as a drop of phoenix marrow touches his body, it means that he will end up with a disability at the very least!
Fortunately, the work of exploring the release pattern of fireworks in the past few days was not in vain. After scooping out the phoenix marrow in the stone basin until only a thin layer was left at the bottom, and no more scooping could be scooped out, the domineering fireworks did not release again. .
However, Lao Qian still didn't dare to breathe out the breath he was holding in his chest.
He casually stuffed the ice scoop back into his arms, holding the ice bottle containing phoenix marrow flat with his left hand, staring at it without blinking, not even daring to move a hair.
He is waiting.
Waiting for a thousand years of ice to see whether it can counteract the blazing phoenix marrow.
Time passed by breath by breath, and it was not until the point where the phoenix marrow released the fireworks for the next time, and the ice bottle had not yet mutated, that Lao Qian finally let out the breath he had been holding for a long time.
"Shen Wanjun, you and your son are unlucky, and I am blessed with great fortune. Finally... everyone is happy."
