Yang Wudi did not answer the call.
He stared at Dugu Bo, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
"There's something I don't understand." He finally said.
"Please speak." Dugu Bo replied.
Yang Wudi pointed at the dark green line on Dugu Bo's wrist and said in a serious tone, "Based on the course of the disease, your poison should have broken out three years ago. Titled Douluo's cultivation can suppress it for a while, but not for three years."
He paused and asked, "How did your Majesty survive until today?"
Although he has not studied Martial Soul Origin's poison in depth, Breaking Clan is exposed to drugs every day. When it comes to poison research, even Dugu Bo may not be able to compare with their Breaking Clan.
After all, Dugu Bo specializes in snake venom, and they, Breaking Clan, are proficient in almost everything.
Dugu Bo did not answer immediately. He thought for a long time before slowly speaking, "Brother Yang, do you believe there is a treasure land in this world that can bring people back to life?"
Yang Wudi frowned. "Resurrection from the dead is too exaggerated, but the spiritual land that promotes the production of medicinal materials, suppresses toxicity, and prolongs life is indeed recorded in the classics, but most of them are hidden in secret places deep in the mountains and are rarely encountered."
"That's right." Dugu Bo stood up, "I'll take you somewhere."
Yang Wudi also stood up and picked up the medicine box. "Now?"
"Now." Dugu Bo said, "That place is not far from Heaven Dou City. Even Soul Elder can get there in half an hour."
He turned to look at Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun, then looked at Dugu Yan in the corridor. "You guys are coming too."
"That place is my secret." Dugu Bo said seriously, "No one in this world knows about it except me and Yanyan. If you go, you must keep this secret."
Yang Wudi did not hesitate and answered decisively, "Yes."
Zhou Qiubai nodded.
At dusk, Sunset Forest.
After walking for half an hour, a thick vine suddenly appeared in front of me.
Yang Wudi stopped, his eyes sharp. "Jade Phosphorous Seven-Absolute Flower?"
Dugu Bo turned around and smiled, "Brother Yang has a good eye."
He stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the vine a few times, then slowly parted it to both sides, revealing a gap that only one person could pass through.
"Please." Dugu Bo turned sideways and gave way to the road.
Yang Wudi Take a deep breath and step in.
Behind him, the vines slowly closed up, blocking the way.
Yang Wudi noticed that the plants growing in some areas were obviously incompatible with the surrounding environment.
Ghost Epiphyllum, which likes shade, actually blooms on the sunny slopes, while Fire Crane Herb, which likes warmth, takes root next to the damp ravine.
This is simply too abnormal.
What's even more abnormal is that the growth period of some medicinal plants here is completely inconsistent with their actual size.
A Dragon Blood Ginseng plant that usually takes fifty years to grow to the thickness of a thumb has a rhizome as thick as his arm.
Judging from the surrounding soil, it can only be twenty years at most from the time it was planted.
Yang Wudi took a deep breath and thought to himself.
"Sure enough, it's not an ordinary place, but this Sunset Forest..."
It's not like he has never been to this place before, but he has never heard of such a place in Sunset Forest.
Yang Wudi has never felt such power.
That's not Soul Power, it's more like it has not been dispersed after tens of millions of years...
Dragon Breath.
Dugu Bo stopped in front of a steep mountain wall.
"Arrived."
Yang Wudi stood on the mountainside, Jiujiu did not take a step.
He is an alchemist who has seen countless rare and rare herbs and entered countless dangerous and secret places in his life.
Then, he stopped.
In front of you is a small basin, surrounded by mountains. The steep cliffs are like knives and axes, cutting this place into two worlds. In the center of the basin, there is a pool of water shaped like Tai Chi.
It's not like he has never seen the heaven, earth, and spirit.
Breaking Clan generations have studied pharmacology, and countless strange mountains and waters have been recorded in ancestral classics.
He had seen pictures, read descriptions, and even visited several so-called medicine valleys in person.
But there is no place comparable to the pool in front of me.
"This is..."
There was a rare tremor in his voice, unable to conceal the shock in his heart.
Dugu Bo stood by the spring, with his hands behind his hands, a bit of pride shining in his eyes.
"Brother Yang," he turned around with a bit of self-deprecation in his smile, "Now you understand why I can live to this day."
Yang Wudi didn't answer, but his heart was filled with ups and downs.
He slowly squatted down, wanting to reach out and reach into the ice-blue spring water.
But before the fingertips made contact, a biting chill ran down his arm and hit his heart, only to be neutralized by another wave of warmth in the next moment.
Even the edges were like this. If he really stretched out his hand, it would probably be useless.
So Yang Wudi took back his hand, stood up, and turned to look at Dugu Bo, his eyes complex and profound.
"Good place." He finally said these words, with a bit of awe in his voice.
Dugu Bo smiled.
"Thirty years ago, I chased a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast and strayed into this place, and almost died under the impact of two spiritual energy from heaven and earth." Dugu Bo smiled, "Later, I discovered that the extreme cold and heat here can suppress the backlash of Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison."
"I have settled here in a cottage and come here every year for a short stay."
Yang Wudi was silent, looking around.
He saw the simple wooden house by the spring, the dustpan for drying herbs in front of the house, and the niches used to store medicinal herbs on the stone wall.
"I have been guarding the secrets of this place for thirty years." Dugu Bo said, "Today I made an exception and told Brother Yang that I have something to ask for."
Yang Wudi: "Please speak."
Dugu Bo pointed to the two springs. "I have been investigating the origin of this spring for thirty years. I only know that rare plants and trees grow here. One year can equal ten years of work, but ordinary medicinal materials cannot grow."
He paused, "But what is deep in the spring water, and where does the power of Ice and Fire come from, I have no idea."
"Brother Yang is a scholar of heaven and man, and his art of refining medicine is unique in the world. If one day I am no longer here, this treasure land will be left to you to take care of. Whether you use it to save more people or use poison, it's up to you. I just ask you to let Yanyan stay here."
Yang Wudi was silent for a long time, deeply touched in his heart.
Then he said, "You Old Poison, you know how to care for others."
Dugu Bo was startled, then laughed.
"Brother Yang, I like to hear Old Poison." He smiled, looking a bit childishly proud.
If ordinary people called him this, Dugu Bo would have poisoned him to death long ago, but Yang Wudi and Old Poison called him sincerely, more like a joke.
Yang Wudi snorted and did not answer the call.
He walked to the spring, squatted down, took out a silver needle from the medicine box, and carefully plunged it into the red spring water.
When the silver needle enters the water, a light golden halo instantly appears.
He took out the silver needle, looked at it carefully for a moment, then put it into the jade box he carried with him, thinking secretly in his mind.