The reward conditions offered by the Holy Ruins Empress are too tempting.
The four medicine sages who participated in the discussion could no longer hold back and were eager to give it a try.
The head of the seven medicine saints, the Good Fortune Medicine Saint, said excitedly: "Empress, let's quickly move to the three medicine fields."
The Holy Ruins Empress nodded: "Okay, please come with me."
A group of casual cultivators followed the Empress of the Holy Ruins, walked through a large field of medicine, and finally arrived at the northeast corner.
When everyone arrived at these three medicinal fields, they were all shocked by the scene in front of them.
But I saw that in each medicinal field, thirty-six kinds of elixirs were planted, including spiritual herbs, spiritual flowers, Ganoderma lucidum, and spiritual roots...
There are a total of 108 elixirs in the three medicine fields, 81 of them are sub-immortal-level elixirs, and 27 are immortal-level elixirs.
"Ah!?" Luo Qingfeng stepped forward, his shocked eyes quickly swept over the three medicinal fields, and said in a voiceless voice: "The elixirs in these three medicinal fields are all almost withered!"
"The leaves of the elixirs in the first two medicinal fields are turning yellow, and the elixirs in the third medicinal field are even more perforated!"
"With these elixirs, I'm going to die soon!"
"Hiss... there are so many orphan elixirs, this, this is really a waste of natural resources!"
There are so many high-level orphan elixirs that are about to die in the medicine field, and anyone who looks at them feels sick.
Especially the four great medicine saints, their mouths twitched in distress and they waved their hands repeatedly.
"What a sin, what a sin." The Fulu Medicine Saint bent down, twisting the leaves of a spiritual grass in his hand, and his distressed eyes were wet.
The Empress of the Holy Ruins sighed, shook her head in a depressed mood, and said, "Why don't I feel sorry for you?"
“Each of the orphan spiritual grasses here was won one by one by me in the early years, through duels, bets, or rescuing their kings from monks from other continents. "
"It can be said that this emperor has devoted a lot of time and effort to each plant."
"Therefore, I would like to ask the four medicine saints today to save the elixirs in these three medicine fields of this emperor."
At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the Dao Immortal array at the rear.
The man pointed in shock at the elixirs in the first medicine field, the second row, and the third column, and exclaimed: "This, this, this, is indeed the middle-grade sub-immortal level, Holy Emperor Dragon Blood Grass!"
This person seemed to have been greatly stimulated. The Empress of the Pilgrimage Market suddenly got excited and knelt down, and said in a pleading tone: "I, the Synaesthesia Medicine Immortal, beg the Empress to sell me this Holy Emperor Dragon Blood Grass."
"My father is suffering from a strange disease, and he only needs this Holy Emperor Dragon Blood Grass to save his life."
"Please tell me, Empress, that I will spend all my money to buy your Holy Emperor Dragon Blood Grass."
Everyone's eyes turned towards the man.
The Empress of the Holy Ruins frowned slightly and said to the man: "Your father is suffering from a strange disease? Then why didn't you let him join the medical profession?"
Luo Qingfeng stepped forward, clasped his hands and said, "Empress, I know this. This synaesthesia medicine fairy once asked me to treat his father's illness."
"Indeed, I have prescribed a medicine, but it just lacks the Holy Emperor Dragon Blood Grass."
The Empress of Shengxu let out a sigh and suddenly said: "It turns out that his father already has a treatment strategy, and it can no longer be regarded as a terminal illness. No wonder he was not invited to be studied by the medical saints."
"but……"
The Empress of the Holy Market shook her head at the Synaesthesia Medicine Immortal and said, "It is not because I am unwilling to fulfill your filial piety. You have also seen that the leaves of the Holy Emperor Dragon Blood Grass have many holes and ulcers."
"Unless the four medicine saints can save these elixirs, they will give you the dragon's blood grass, and the dragon's blood grass will not be of much use."
The Synaesthetic Medicine Immortal got up, immediately knelt down to the four Medicine Saints, and choked with sobs: "I beg the four Medicine Masters to show their talents and save these spiritual herbs."
The four Medicine Saints all assumed a condescending posture, stroking their beards and groaning, but did not answer the question.
"Synaesthesia Medicine Fairy, get up first." The Empress of the Holy Ruins blew a wisp of breeze, lifted the Synaesthesia Medicine Fairy up, and said: "Don't be anxious, maybe things will turn around."
"I believe that the four medicine saints have extraordinary attainments in medicine. Maybe..."
At the end of her words, the Holy Ruins Empress' voice became less confident and she fell silent.
Next to him, the divine medicine sage walked around the three medicinal fields. He could not help but frown frequently, and pointed at the medicinal fields and said: "Empress, for some reason, I always feel that there is a lingering wave in these three medicinal fields. The death energy that won’t go away.”
"Yes, I feel it too." The Creation Medicine Saint nodded slightly.
The other two Medicine Saints also nodded in agreement.
The divine medicine sage said: "Empress, is it possible that there is a problem with the medicine field itself? Or is there something ominous buried under this fairy land?"
The Empress of the Holy Ruins frowned: "This thin air of death has been bothering me for a long time. I have tried all the methods I can think of, but I can't get rid of this air of death."
"Moreover, there is absolutely no foreign object buried under the fairy soil. Even if I have replaced the fairy soil in these three medicinal fields no less than ten times, it still doesn't work."
The Divine Medicine Sage muttered: "The Empress herself is one of the seven Medicine Sages. Since you said so, then the problem may not be in the medicine field, but in the elixir itself."
Cangming Medicine Saint came out. He looked around at the medicinal fields and said, "Could it be that the surrounding medicinal properties are mutually exclusive, which led to such a situation?"
"The medicinal effects of elixirs and poisons are all-encompassing, but they can generally be divided into the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth."
"If the elixirs of various attributes are arranged in the wrong way, it will also cause the elixirs to be exhausted."
"I would like to ask the empress, what method do you use to arrange the elixirs in the medicine garden?"
The Empress of Shengxu shook her head and said: "This emperor has already considered this when he founded the medicine garden."
"Including this medicine garden, all of my medicine gardens use the arrangement method in "The Theory of the Absolute Development of Five Elements", and there will never be any attribute conflict."
"hiss……"
All the Medicine Immortals and Medicine Saints present took a breath.
The Cangming Medicine Saint had a look of horror on his face: "Theory of the Five Elements? That has been lost for at least four million years, and it is the most brilliant book on growing elixirs and poisons!"
"It's really enviable that the empress got such a precious book."
"But, alas, it seems that the elixir is not exhausted due to attribute conflict."
"Since I can't find out the reason, I can only give it a try and try to save the elixir myself."
After saying this, Cangming Medicine Sage took the first step into the medicine field, took out various bottles and jars from the spiritual ring, and began to carry out specific treatments for specific elixirs.
Seeing this, the other three Medicine Saints were not to be outdone and also walked into the medicine field.
When the Empress of the Holy Ruins saw the four Medicine Saints starting to rescue the elixir, she stopped talking and did not disturb the four of them.
The casual cultivators at the scene also closed their mouths nervously and stared intently.
If the one hundred and eight orphan elixirs cannot be saved, the loss will be unimaginable.
At such a critical moment, no one dared to make the slightest sound.
Here, Luo Fu stood with his hands behind his back, standing next to Luo Qingfeng.
He simply glanced at the situation of the three medicinal fields, smiled slightly, and paid no more attention to them.
Instead, he drifted his mind back to his own Nine Heavens Spiritual Palace.
He thought to himself: Look at that guy Xiao Gu, how he is doing now.
When he was about to inspect the Nine Heavens Spiritual Palace, Luo Fu's heart trembled slightly at this glance.
The hill made of billions of low-grade spiritual stones was actually eaten away by the ancient dragon beast Ancestral Dragon Beast!
Looking at the capacity of the big pit, Luo Fu couldn't help but the corners of his eyebrows twitched slightly.
"Xiao Gu, in less than half a day's effort, you have already eaten a million of my spiritual stones!?"
My flesh hurts!
"It's not enough to eat. This little spiritual stone is not enough for him to eat."
In addition to the one billion spiritual stone reward from the Inner Sect Competition Ceremony, Luo Fu has 1.3 billion low-grade spiritual stones.
When discussing medical ethics, the medical sage Lingxu gave him 500 million yuan, which was a total of 1.8 billion yuan.
It sounds like the quantity is quite a lot, but the little ancient beast is too voracious to hold it back.
In less than half a day, one million yuan was eaten!
Luo Fu thought to himself: "If we continue at this rate, won't I be impoverished soon?"
Wow!
As a large number of spirit stones rolled down the mountain, the silly little ancient beast came out shaking its head.
The fleshy cheeks were bulging, and he was still chewing the spirit stone in his mouth: "Master Yin, you are not hungry for low-grade spirit stones."
"Master Yin, go get another spiritual stone mountain for Xiao Gu. The kind that requires one billion top-quality spiritual stones."
The corner of Luo Fu's mouth twitched twice: "One billion top-quality spiritual stones? It's a shame you said it, but..."
"You have actually reached the first level and second level?"
The realms of monsters, fairy beasts, mythical beasts, etc. are different from those of human monks.
The first and second level of the little ancient beast is equivalent to the second level of the spiritual palace of a human monk.
When it was first resurrected, this little ancient beast was only at the first level and first level.
Luo Fu nodded with satisfaction: "In less than half a day, you have been promoted to the first level and the second level. This speed is very good."
"That one million low-grade spiritual stones was well worth the effort."
"However, as your realm gets higher and higher, the speed at which you improve your realm will gradually slow down, and the demand for spiritual stones will also increase."
"It seems that I have to find a way to get more spiritual stones to feed you."
The little ancient beast picked up a handful of low-grade spiritual stones and stuffed them into his mouth: "Master Yin, why are you so poor now?"
"Xiao Gu used to eat your spiritual stones, mine by vein, and I didn't feel sorry for you."
Luo Fu shook his head helplessly: "Things are different now. Go ahead and eat your food."
"I'll try to get you more spiritual stones."
The little ancient beast yawned: "Master, I'm sleepy. I'll take a nap and eat again when I wake up."
As soon as he finished speaking, the little ancient beast rolled down from Lingshi Mountain with a roar, lying on the ground with its arms stretched out, and fell asleep.
The sound of snoring echoed endlessly in Jiutian Spiritual Palace.
Luo Fu nodded: "It seems that he ate too many spiritual stones and fell asleep to digest them."
Immediately.
Luo Fu in the medicine garden slowly opened his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, the three medicinal fields were already shrouded by the mustard seed space-time formation of the highest sub-immortal level.
Four medicine saints, moving like flying, are sweating in the medicine field to rescue the elixir.
In the blink of an eye, six hours have passed.
The four Medicine Saints have been busy inside the formation for half a year.
However, none of the elixirs in the three medicinal fields improved his condition.
Not only were all the elixirs not rescued, but those with yellow leaves also had holes in them.
The elixir with perforated leaves will fester over a large area.
The situation worsened.
At this time, the four Medicine Saints stopped their movements and walked out of the formation with sighs.
Outside the formation.
The four Medicine Saints looked at each other speechlessly, and then sighed again.
The four of them clasped their fists at the frowning Empress of the Holy Ruins and said, "I'm not good at medicine and I couldn't save the Empress's elixir."
"I waited, but still couldn't find the source of that thin death energy."
"Treatment based on a single elixir has also failed to work."
The Empress of the Holy Ruins slowly closed her beautiful eyes, gently kneaded her temples with her slender jade fingers, and could only sigh.
"Four Medicine Saints don't have to blame themselves. This... is indeed difficult for you."
"It seems that the elixirs in these three medicinal fields are really destined to be saved."
"Okay, I declare that this round of discussions on the Way of Medicine has not produced a master of the Way of Medicine."
"Let's move on to the next round..."
Before Empress Shengxu finished speaking, a faint voice sounded, "Three fields of elixir can be cured by me."
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked!
Everyone followed the sound and found that the person speaking was the calm, white-haired young man: Luo Fu!
