Almighty King Of Medicine Chapter 67

Lu Chen felt a little helpless facing this greedy little fox, so he simply urged him: "What are you dawdling for, hurry up and help me find the tomb master's spiritual wisdom soul hiding somewhere!"

The little fox wrinkled its nose and stretched out its front paw to point in the direction of the tomb, "No wonder it could not find it, so this fellow is still hiding in the tomb..."

"However, it should be because of the sunny day and the bright sun. Even though there is a locust tree in the shade, I do not dare to come out."

Lu Chen frowned: "Don't tell me you have to wait until night."

The little fox suddenly laughed, "Lord, please be patient. Little Fox naturally has a way to invite it out for a chat!"

Saying this, the little fox looked at Lu Chen with a little complacency.

Lu Chen couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Of course he understood the little fox's meaning.

Lu Chen did not want to let this fellow get away with it.

He fiercely glared at the little fox and snappily said, "Don't think about continuing to profit yourself! We agreed on the conditions beforehand, and you promised to help me settle it! "

The little fox looked at Lu Chen with disdain, then muttered in annoyance: "You only know how to exploit me! "This is quite tiring."

After he finished complaining, a sharp light flashed across the little fox's eyes and it transformed into a bolt of lightning, disappearing into the tomb.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

A cry of alarm was suddenly heard from the void.

A cold wind howled. In the next moment, the originally ice-cold air seemed to freeze.

Director He, who was standing beside Lu Chen, did not feel anything. The bearded Old Yellow couldn't help but shudder, feeling gooseb.u.mps rising all over his body.

Almost subconsciously, he retreated to the shade of the PaG.o.da tree and allowed the sun to s.h.i.+ne on his body, finally dispelling the chill.

At this time, Lu Chen had no time to pay attention to the others. He only saw a white light shoot out from the tomb, gradually transforming into the soul of a scholar in the Ming Dynasty, hovering about five meters away from him.

Although it was called a soul, it was actually not accurate.

More accurately speaking, it was even dimmer than a normal soul.

When he was floating in the air, he was like a candle flame in the wind, as if he would be extinguished in the next moment.

Without a doubt, this was the spirit wisdom soul of the owner of this tomb.

Just as Lu Chen wanted to communicate with him, he suddenly frowned and forcefully swallowed the words that were coming out of his mouth.

He then turned his gaze to the bushes beside him.

A thin old man in his sixties walked out. He was dressed in a daoist robe, holding a money sword in his hand, and carrying a canvas bag on his back.

The Daoist priest was clearly a slovenly old man, but he exuded the air of a transcendent being, one who didn't eat the world.

Lu Chen looked at the old Daoist Priest, then his gaze landed on another beautiful woman in white clothes standing behind him.

With just a single glance, Lu Chen found himself unable to s.h.i.+ft his gaze away.

Lu Chen had always scoffed at those who were described as breathtakingly beautiful, but this time, this was the most appropriate word to describe it.

"Master, what's wrong?" "You must have taken a fancy to him." The little fox's voice suddenly rang out.

Lu Chen frowned: "What nonsense are you spouting!" I just don't think these two people are simple. "

"It's not that simple!" The little fox said, "There's no need to talk about this old Taoist. The woman behind us has long Dao patterns and stable roots. She is a natural born cultivator." It is also in this Age of Chaos that, if they had been born a thousand years earlier, they would have become an almighty force! "

While speaking, the old Daoist Priest had already arrived beside Lu Chen.

He had originally thought that since this old Daoist Priest's appearance was unkempt and unkempt, under such a hot weather, he must have a strange smell.

However, when he got closer, Lu Chen realized that not only did he not smell the strange scent he had imagined, he could even smell a refres.h.i.+ng scent.

Of course, this was not the most crucial point. Lu Chen could feel the boundless Qi coming from the old man, which was much stronger than that of the previous Dao Friend Zhang.

The woman behind him, on the other hand, could not feel any presence from her, which made Lu Chen feel even more amazed.

The old Daoist said to Lu Chen: "Infinity Deity! This humble Taoist Long Hu Mountain's Rus.h.i.+ng Sky Sect's Qing Yun Zi greets all his benefactors! "

Without waiting for Lu Chen to speak, Director He, who was beside him, had already impatiently said, "How do I address Qingyun and Master Hong?"

"Master Hong? "Hong Tao?" Qing Yun Zi frowned.

"Yes!" "It's Master Hong." Director He nodded his head repeatedly.

"Haha!" That brat is worthy of being called a master? Humph! He had almost lost half of his life just like that, and was even able to call himself a master! What a joke. "You have humiliated my Dragon Tiger lineage for nothing!" Qing Yun said disdainfully.

After being momentarily stunned, Director He's eyes could not help but light up as he hurriedly asked, "Has Daoist Priest Qing Yun come for this matter?"

"I happened to pa.s.s by this place by chance and saw Yin Qi running amok. The evil ghost was causing trouble, so naturally I had to rely on my sword to suppress the devil and enforce justice on behalf of the heavens!"

As his voice faded, Qingyun Zi's eyes glinted with a bright light. With a flip of his hand, a spell appeared in his palm.

He pointed his finger at the air and chanted some incantations. A blue flame rose from the talisman.

"Go!"

With a light shout, the flame transformed into a stream of light and shot towards the Spiritual Wisdom in the air.

"No!" Lu Chen subconsciously shouted.

Just as the blue talisman was about to touch the scholar's spiritual consciousness, a cold wind suddenly blew and the flame formed by the talisman was extinguished.

Qing Yun's expression stiffened. He looked around, and then his gaze landed on Lu Chen with hostility.

But then he shook his head and muttered to himself, "Impossible? Recall the technique... How is it possible for him to be so young!? It doesn't make sense at all... "

Qing Yun's eyes darkened. He looked away again. He stared at the spiritual mind that was protected by an invisible force in the air.

He drew a beautiful flower with his sword as he held it in his hand. Suddenly, Qing Yun took another step forward, stepping on the stars as he started mumbling to himself.

After tossing and turning for a long time, he finally stopped. His gaze landed on the PaG.o.da tree.

"No wonder my martial nephew failed in opening the altar, and even suffered a bit of backlash. So this place really isn't simple."

He then cautiously took out a bell and five small flags from the canvas bag on his back.

The small bell was silver, and it gave off a strange light as it emitted a buzzing sound.

The flags were white, cyan, black, red, and yellow. Presumably, they were the five elemental flags that the legends said represented metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Shua shua shua!

Qing Yun shook his wrist, and the five-colored small flag flew out. Metal, wood, water, and fire were inserted into the four locations of the spiritual consciousness, and the small yellow flag was inserted into the tomb.

He then added a Soul Suppressing Incense on each of Kun and Gan positions.