Chapter 1381: Holy King Medicine

This can be regarded as fate, it is rare to meet a sword idiot.

Among Ling Han's six apprentices, Kang Xiuyuan and Yun Yongwang all followed him to learn alchemy. Martial arts, they only seek the realm, and their combat power is at the scum level in the same realm. This is caused by the bad influence of his previous life.

Chen Ruijing used knives, while Jiang Yuefeng used a variety of tricks. He used everything, but he was not good at anything. He was very similar to Ling Han in his previous life. As for the two apprentices accepted in this life, Ding Ping is more adept at hand-to-hand combat because of his violent strength, using his fists to solve problems.

Although Jiu Yao hasn't taught much yet, he is very talented and can summon monsters, and his walking is bound to be the way of swordsmanship.

Therefore, Ling Han couldn't find someone to pass on his Thunder Sword Technique!

Now seeing that Han Dong was devoted to the sword, and he had formed a cause and effect, he simply passed on a part of the profound meaning of Thunder Sword Technique to him.

Of course, apart from Ling Han, there is basically no other person in this world who can fully master the Thunder Sword Art—first of all, can you calmly observe it in the midst of the catastrophe?

In this step, everyone was eliminated.

Ling Han took a breath, and strode into Taiyang Palace.

At this time, if you are interested, you can find that although the three characters above are still grand, they seem to have lost some charm.

It's the mid-term of the small extreme, cool!

Ling Han is very satisfied. If he cultivates by himself, even if there is a steady stream of pills to eat, it will take at least a hundred years to complete such accumulation. But now, it's only half a day, if it's not satisfied, then it's too dissatisfied.

He couldn't help but look forward to it even more, the remaining eight palaces...can they also get such a harvest?

This made him excited, and his pace was a little faster.

There are no furnishings in the palace, and it is actually a hollow design. It is not so much a palace as it is a large garden with a grass planted in the middle.

It is obviously grass, but it is hundreds of feet high, green all over, and a small fruit grows on the top, but it is the size of a soybean, which is completely out of proportion to that huge body.

Ling Han immediately showed surprise.

He has now mastered 810,000 kinds of basic magic medicines in the God Realm, and even if there are new products, they are derived from 810,000 kinds of medicinal materials, which can be traced back to the source.

Deduce the medicinal property of new quality.

And the one in front of him is a twentieth-order magic medicine!

A medicine that has reached the seventeenth level can be called a holy medicine, and the twenty-level medicine...that is the medicine of the holy king!

If one eats this fruit, can a mortal ascend to the sky in one step and directly become a creation realm? Although such a Creation Realm must have the lowest combat power among the same level, it must be easy to suppress the existence below the saint.

Not to mention anything else, just the words "Holy King and Great Medicine" make people want to move.

But for hundreds of millions of years, this big medicine has always been here, firstly because it is not yet mature, and secondly because it must be difficult to pick.

Ling Han looked carefully, and it was not a puppet that protected this holy medicine, but a formation.

He can't crack it, it's too complicated. He has a feeling that this is a peerless killing formation. If he wants to try to crack it, he will definitely be hit mercilessly. With his current strength, he will definitely die!

Taking advantage of no one's attention, he summoned the Phaseless Saint again.

"Boy, I am warning you, if you dare to interrupt my cultivation, I--eh!" The Phaseless Saint was complaining that this kid was too dishonest, and he was thrown out every now and then to prevent disasters.

However, when he saw the holy medicine in front of him, he immediately showed shock and exclaimed: "Tianyuan Daoguo!"

Ling Han was surprised, and said: "Senior, do you also recognize this holy medicine?" He only knew it after reading all over the world's magical medicine illustrations.

"Nonsense, as a sage, of course he knows all the holy medicines in the world." The phaseless sage said disdainfully, he dared to doubt the eyes of a sage, he really underestimated him.

Ling Han chuckled, and said: "Senior, there is a way to crack this formation, as long as it is transplanted into the black tower, we can eat the holy medicine as food in the future."

This is of course an exaggeration, but it is very possible to harvest a holy medicine in millions of years, which is already very, very amazing.

The Phaseless Saint didn't answer Ling Han, but stared at the formation. After a while, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't help shivering, saying: "Peerless Killing Formation! Peerless Killing Formation!"

"Can it be broken?" Ling Han asked quickly, he also knew that this was a super killing formation, how could it be broken.

"It can't be broken!" The Phaseless Saint shook his head, "The only way is to break through, but with the power of this killing formation, I am afraid that even the Holy King may be beheaded!" When he said these words, he was extremely entangled.

This means that they can only watch this big medicine helplessly.

The holy king may be beheaded, so there are really only a handful of people in this world who can break through this formation and pick up the holy medicine.

——Not only do you have to become a holy king, but you also have to be powerful, maybe a six-star, eight-star or even ten-star genius!

Ling Han thought for a while, since he doesn't have the ability to collect this holy medicine now, then don't worry about it, let's focus on other things. With a wave of his hand, he took the Phaseless Saint into the black tower.

This saint must be very depressed, thinking that he used to belong to the strongest group in the world, but now he is called by Ling Han, and he is taken as a nanny.

Ling Han bypassed the holy medicine and came to the second half of the palace. There was a passage ahead, and at the end was the second floor of Yaowang Cave.

There are no guards, just such an empty road, but no matter how many people walk in, they will disappear soon, which is extremely strange.

Ling Han strode forward, he observed carefully, but unknowingly, the person in front of him disappeared, and when he took a few steps forward, the footsteps behind him also disappeared.

He was alone.

The scene changed, and he appeared in a stone room. In front of him was a stone table with an hourglass on it, but it didn't flow.

"Random test, identification of medicinal materials." A cold voice sounded without any emotion, "The more identifications are made within the time limit, the better the score will be."

"start!"

Without giving Ling Han any time to prepare, the hourglass started counting, and in front of Ling Han, a phantom of a plant of medicinal herbs appeared. If you shake it with your hands, the medicinal herbs can move left and right, up and down, showing all the details.

"Black Sun Tears."

"Fire Maple Leaf."

"Water tooth grass."

"..."

"Zixiao Tiemugen."

Ling Han's answering speed was very fast, usually as soon as the medicinal ingredients were changed, he would call out the name immediately. Therefore, this picture has almost no pause time, but changes rapidly.

The hourglass was flowing, and it was completely drained after about half an hour.

"Pass." The indifferent voice said, bang, a jade slip appeared on the stone table, and at the same time, an hourglass phantom appeared on Ling Han's head, and it started to flow.

According to that flow rate, it can last for almost ten days.

ten days!

Ling Han couldn't help showing a smile. (To be continued.)