The Magus Era Chapter 167: So old

Ji Hao is awake. … ≦

Open the sour eyelids and see the stone ceiling. The black lacquered stones have a smooth and delicate texture and are very smooth.

Shaking his head, Ji Hao found himself lying on a large slate. The slate, which is three feet long and two feet wide, is three feet thick, cold and hard, without even a piece of animal skin on it.

The surrounding walls are also polished black like mirrors. This is a stone house with a width of 5 feet. Except for the large slab lying on Ji Hao, there is only one square stone platform in the middle of the room, and there are four stone pier beside it.

A small stone lamp is placed on the stone table. The stone lamp of the adult's head size is filled with golden yellow oil. A hard wick pestle burns in the stone lamp. The golden red fire light illuminates. This is the only light source in the room.

There is a large bowl made of clay on the head of Ji Hao. There is a little black sticky medicinal juice left in it, which is emitting a sickening stench. Ji Hao grinned, his mouth was full of this terrible stench, he almost spit it out.

"The heart of a scorpion, the poisonous sac of a snake, the tail of a cricket, the bladder of a bat ... this recipe ..." Ji Hao dipped his finger in the large bowl of medicine and smashed it on his tongue, bitterly The face said, "It's still the heart of a thousand-year bloodhook scorpion. It's best to treat trauma, but this taste ..."

Beside Shi Taizi was an old man with a strong body like a green pine. He was wearing a neat burlap gown, with long silvery hair and simultaneously covered behind him, and his hair tip almost fell to the ground.

When Ji Hao was awake, he was sitting on a stone pier and staring up and down Ji Hao.

I heard that Ji Hao analyzed the four main ingredients in the medicinal juice so quickly. The old man smiled faintly and patted his knees with a smile. "Si Wenming brought a good boy back this time. Hey, you also understand Magus Medicine? "

Speaking of the word 'Magus Medicine'. The old man's smooth, plump, childlike face couldn't help but sway a beam of light, and his beard almost fluttered. He squinted at Ji Hao, the expression on his face was clearly calling out loud-‘I am a big expert in Magus Medicine, child, hurry and admire me’!

Ji Hao straightened up and opened the placket and looked at the body.

A dozen or so transparent wounds on the original have healed, and no scar remains. And the re-grown body was not weak at all, and it had returned to its strongest state.

Also, there is a Peirant's medicinal power in the body that has not been fully digested. This hot and medicinal medicinal power is like a few little mice walking around Ji Hao's body, providing him with plenty of energy.

"Magus Medicine, I understand a little." Ji Hao looked at the old man and said with a smile: "I can walk, run, and spit words in the first three months of birth, so Great Maguspriest in the clan said that I was a prodigy given by my ancestors. I took it with me. I studied for a full ten years. "

The old man raised a brow and said with a smile: "Oh? After only ten years of studying, I can identify the main medicinal materials in my bowl of" Siquan Tang ". The heritage of your tribe is also extraordinary. In Southern Wastelands , Are you from a big tribe? "

Ji Hao nodded and said with a smile: "Jinwube, it's a bit famous in Southern Wastelands."

The old man nodded suddenly. He calculated with his fingers: "Well, Jinwu? Is Southern Wastelands only Fire Crow ... you replied to the clan name?"

A red light appeared on the old man's face. He looked at Ji Hao with a more kind and gentle expression: "One thousand and seven hundred years ago, I went to Southern Wastelands and accidentally was bitten by a green iron tip. I almost did not die there. It was your Fire Crow ... The ministry ’s Great Maguspriest Ji Ji saved my life. "

Ji Hao's heart suddenly felt a little stunned, the longest life of Great Magus is about 1,000 years. This old man went to Southern Wastelands 1,700 years ago? Then he must be even stronger than the Magus King of Great Magus Realm.

Jumped down from the slate, Ji Hao gave the old man a gift: "It was a friend of Grandpa, I'm Ji Hao."

The old man smiled and nodded again and again: "No wonder Si Wenming wants me to take good care of you. It turns out that you are Ji Ji's descendants. How about Ji Ji? How is he all these years? I also said, wait a few hundred years. If it ’s empty, go to him and tell the story.

Ji Hao's face flashed a dim shadow.

The old man's face suddenly froze, and two lines of tears in his eyes ran down: "Oh, my old friend is not there anymore ... yeah, he is older than me. Didn't he break through? Seeing him that time, he also said that he wanted to try to make Magus Medicine with Blood Essence of Fire Crow, and see if he could break through Magus King Realm. "

Ji Hao doesn't say anything. For the friendship of an old man more than a thousand years ago, Ji Hao thinks that all words are too weak.

Sighing heavily, the old man stood up and beckoned to Ji Hao: "I'm Wulong Yao, you call me Wulong Grandpa. Si Wenming left you here, and he didn't know what to do. Now that you're here, rest assured that you can learn something. "

Ji Hao followed Wulong Yao out of the stone house, while secretly pondering the name.

Wulong Yao, Wulong is a surname, and 垚 is the old man's name. Wulong, Ji Hao has a vague impression of this surname, it should be from an extremely ancient tribal bloodline, with an extraordinary background.

Push open the thick stone door of the stone house. There is a clean and tidy outside the door without any ornaments. It is polished like a stone house to a level.

The martyrdom of ten feet wide and one hundred feet is astonishing in scale. Many men and women in burlap gowns travel between them. Ji Hao glanced to the left and right along the path, and found that a door opened every ten feet on the path, and some of the stone doors were open. Inside was a room as simple as size and the sleeping stone house Ji Hao.

Wulong Yao took Ji Hao and walked along the martyrdom. While walking, he pointed at the bronze medal inlaid on the stone gate and said, "Remember, the stone house you just rested was' Tube South Fire Line Eighteenth. 'No. 9,878'. "

"Apprenticeship, representing your status as an apprentice at Magi palace."

"Southern genus, you are from the Southern Wastelands continent."

"Fire, you are from the bloodline tribe, and your Wu Li (magus power) attribute is fire."

"There is no need to explain the remaining numbers. You will use this room in the future."

Ji Hao nodded down the number and felt scalp tingling for a while with the amazing information behind it.

Fast forward nearly a hundred miles along the martyrdom. At the speed of two people, this is just the time of a tea. As soon as the Wulong Yao turns, another martyrdom of even greater scale and grandeur is reached.

This martyrdom is three miles wide and twenty mile wide. Not only are there pedestrians from the brigade, but also people flying around in the air.

Wulong Yao smiled at this martyrdom: "This is the last 'Gui' martyr of the ten main martyrdoms of Magi palace. The ten side affiliates are the places where your apprentices live. Both sides of these ten main martyrs." , All living ... "

I didn't finish talking, I heard a loud noise, a bronze gate beside the main road was blown apart in a dozen miles, and a black man walked out of it, stunned, His head fell to the ground. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and faster!