Chapter 1387: The Flower of Mojara
It's really possible.
Ling Han has seen three palaces now, and the writing on each palace is different, which means that there is more than one strong man here.
If this is the case in the Nine Palaces, it means that there used to be as many as nine strong people here.
To say that all the nine people died suddenly without leaving a single heir, is it a bit unreasonable?
That would be weird.
However, it's been fine for hundreds of millions of years, it won't be his turn to be so unlucky, and something happens suddenly, right?
Ling Han shrugged his shoulders, he was blessed with good luck, so he would never be so miserable.
The third level is to test the splicing of medicinal materials.
This is naturally Ling Han's forte, and in this kind of test, there are not only 810,000 kinds of basic medicinal materials, but also derived varieties, but Ling Han has mastered the fundamentals, even if he has not seen it, he is not afraid. Knowledge is deduced, and the accuracy rate is still as high as 100%.
This time, he has another ten days.
Ling Han put away the alchemy and entered the fourth floor.
Phew, he immediately felt the high temperature blowing towards his face, and there were flaming mountains in front of him, spewing flames, flowing red magma, and the air was burned so that there were layers of ripples.
Needless to say, this is the world of fire attribute medicine.
There might be poppers here.
Because there is less information on this level, Ling Han couldn't follow the picture to find out. Instead, he started a carpet-like search. Fortunately, he had enough time.
Seven days later, he came to the foot of a mountain. In front of him was a fiery red forest. Flames were burning on the leaves, but there were no embers. If you look closely, the flames are clearly emitted by the leaves themselves.
Between the leaves, there are bright red fruits, shaped like pineapples, which made Ling Han smile.
Burst fruit!
After searching for so many days, he finally found it.
There was rustling, there was a strange sound among the leaves, Ling Han activated his eyes of true seeing, and saw red snakes coiled on the branches, not long, only one or two feet long, most of them were quiet, but some A few are wriggling and eating,
And their food is popcorn.
Popcorn is also eaten, it has a strong taste!
Since this is called an exploding fruit, it is naturally because it will explode, but these red snakes are full of stuffiness, so why are they not afraid of bursting their stomachs?
Ling Han didn't dare to fight here, the Explosive Fruit is extremely unstable, and it will explode when it is slightly impacted by force, he is not here to sweep up the snakes. So, after thinking about it, he took out the war drum.
Boom, he took a shot, and the target was to lock on to a red snake. The snake froze suddenly and fell from the tree.
His heart and gallbladder were torn apart, his consciousness was shattered, and he died naturally.
Pa pa pa pa, he kept beating the drums, and red snakes fell from the trees like rain.
Although the creatures here are not civilized and intelligent, they still have the instinct to survive. The rest of the red snakes all set their sights on Ling Han and attacked him.
Ling Han was not surprised, but happy. He was not afraid of these snakes, but worried that the fruit on the tree would be detonated if he shot it. Since you are willing to come down, it would be great.
Tianwei moved, slapping, and immediately hundreds of red snakes turned their stomachs directly. They are so domineering, as long as their strength is a little worse than Ling Han, they don't even have a chance to make a move, and they are directly frightened.
But there were as many as a hundred red snakes that swam towards Ling Han. All the snakes moved together, rubbing against the ground, making a rustling sound, as if they possessed some kind of magical power, which made Ling Han feel disturbed and uncomfortable. .
Still a little bit of strength.
Ling Han circulated his Yuan Force, and immediately kept his mind focused. He let out a long whistle, hum, and the sound waves vibrated, suppressing all the sounds of the parade of the snakes.
Sigh, these red snakes bowed their bodies and launched a fierce attack towards Ling Han, each one of them was like sharp arrows.
Ling Han blasted out with a punch, and the terrifying fist power shook, and immediately seven or eight red snakes were directly crushed into meat slag.
This was an overwhelming force. After a few more punches, the remaining Red Snakes finally did not dare to attack again, but retreated like a tide, and did not return to the forest of fire, but started a great migration.
Ling Han unceremoniously collected this forest of fire into the black tower, and not a single tree fell down. In this way, he could continuously collect the bursting fruits and refine a large number of flying fire pills. who.
After clearing this place, Ling Han no longer needed to stay on the fourth floor, he went to the end of this floor.
"Doujian Palace."
Ling Han looked at the door plaque and read softly. For a split second, he found a resonance with these three characters. The three characters that were originally static seemed to have turned into three swords, dancing and stirring, striking the Nine Heavens.
After a loss of consciousness and then pulling back, he suddenly found that the three characters on the top of his head had been eclipsed, and his cultivation had gone a step further, reaching the late stage of the small extreme.
If you can reach the peak of the small extreme here, then after leaving, you can just take advantage of the time to cross Xingyu to retreat and hit the middle extreme.
Ling Han is full of longing, and there are still five palaces left. He only needs a little bit of luck to achieve his goal.
Sure enough, it was still Tianyuan Dao Fruit, but it was also mutated, fused into something.
The fourth pass is to test the identification of mixed medicinal materials.
Ling Han once again achieved the best results, and got ten days of stay. According to this way, when he reaches the eighth floor, it is estimated that he can stay for at least forty days!
If he still can't find the palace on the eighth floor, Ling Han also recognizes it.
After collecting the Danfang Yujian, Ling Han came to the fifth floor.
The sky was gray-black, thick with mist, and exuded a dead air.
This is a land of death, the land is dead and silent, and there is no sign of life at all.
What kind of magic medicine will be born in such a barren land?
About here, there is only one marker on the map.
"Flower of Mojialuo!" Ling Han murmured, this sixteenth-order magic medicine, but it is not so much a magic medicine as a poison.
Mojara is an ancient saying, which means death, and this poisonous flower lives up to its name. When the flower blooms, its fragrance is wafting thousands of miles away, and it can poison everything, even the Ganges River.
To smell the fragrance of this flower means eternal sleep.
And the value of this kind of poisonous flower is that if it is picked before the flower blooms, then as long as it is stimulated by the power of origin in the future, it will bloom immediately and kill all the people except the poisonous flower.
This is terrifying. Anyone who picks this poisonous flower will have a weapon that will make even the strong in the Ganges River tremble.
Moreover, this time is just when the Mojialuo flower is about to bloom. If anyone can pick this poisonous flower, the corresponding family and branch will undoubtedly have an amazing right to speak, which is enough to keep it evergreen.
"Should I go and have a look?" Ling Han thought for a while, anyway, he wants to walk around here, so let's go.
He started to walk, and two hours later, a valley appeared in front of him, full of gray-black rocks, and in the middle of the valley, there was a colorful and strange flower, whose chassis was like a human being, lifting it up, and holding it in his hands. Then a flower is formed, the petals are tightened, and it has not yet bloomed.
Nearly a hundred people were guarding around the valley. (To be continued.)