It Took 100,000 Years of Immortal Cultivation To Discover That Xinxian Village Was a Forbidden Area

According to Zhu Yuanzhang's observations, the Immortal Li Ming in front of him is extremely capable. If he is willing to make a move, Zhu Biao's illness has a great chance of being cured, but I don't know what conditions he will offer.

But whatever the conditions.

What a price to pay.

He can accept it.

However, the immortal just kept silent, which made Zhu Yuanzhang a little flustered. After waiting for a while, Zhu Yuanzhang saw Li Ming reached out and touched the dragon-patterned wooden plaque on his waist.

The number displayed on the card is 14.

Time flies so fast. Five hours have passed. Old man, you must be tired too. I'll take you to the room to rest. Li Ming took Zhu Yuanzhang to the room and left.

Zhu Yuanzhang was sitting on the edge of the couch, feeling very complicated, the immortal didn't say a word, what does this mean.

He was indeed a little sleepy, but how could he fall asleep.

I remember the immortal said that he can only stay here for twelve hours, that is to say, there are still seven hours before he has to leave.

We have to convince him to save our son before we leave.

But what went wrong.

We had a good conversation at first, but when we talked about asking the immortal to save Zhu Biao, the immortal didn't say a word. What does this mean? Can he save Zhu Biao?

Zhu Yuanzhang has been the emperor for decades, and he is good at guessing people's hearts, but he can't see through this young man who looks like a teenager.

Thinking about it, he was in a mess.

Not thinking about going to sleep at all, walked out of the room, intending to find Li Ming, after thinking about it, it was better not to disturb him.

Walking back to the room, I don't know how long I sat on the couch, I was a little tired, so I lay on the bed, planning to rest for a while.

However, he dared not sleep at all.

He was afraid that this was a dream, and he was afraid that if he woke up from the dream, he would not be here.

After tossing and turning, he finally sat up. At this moment, he suddenly heard a creaking sound and saw the door of the room being slowly opened.

Thinking it was the wind, he got up and closed the door, only to see a pair of green eyes staring at him from a distance.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were fixed, it was the black dog he had seen before.

This dog should have been pulling the door just now.

The black dog wagged its tail, looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, made a movement, then turned around and walked leisurely towards the bottom of the wooden bridge.

The dog seems to be beckoning us to follow it.

Zhu Yuanzhang could see the dog's movements naturally, so he closed the door and followed the dog.

It's night now, look up at the moon, it should be late at night, here is pitch black, only the bright moon, and a black dog.

Zhu Yuanzhang walked down the wooden bridge carefully.

It is night now, if there is no bright moonlight, he might have fallen down.

The black dog would turn his head every ten steps, with disgust in his eyes, as if he was asking if he could walk faster.

He can't be fast, it's the fastest movement now, if he hadn't eaten a few bowls of millet porridge from the immortal, he might not be able to keep up with the black dog's movements.

Go slowly. Zhu Yuanzhang said.

Wow, woof... the black dog yelled a few words in a low voice, drooping its ears and rolling its eyes.

In short, in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes.

The black dog's expression was full of disgust.

Zhu Yuanzhang followed the black dog down the wooden bridge, passed the huge dead tree, and continued to walk forward.

As he walked, Zhu Yuanzhang smelled a faint fragrance, like a medicinal fragrance.

The further you go, the stronger the smell of medicine.

He became more and more curious, where was the sneaky black dog going to take him?

After walking for two sticks of incense, the black dog stopped, squatted on the ground, stuck out his tongue, and pointed to the front with his paw.

Zhu Yuanzhang squinted his eyes and looked ahead. It was a medicine field, with various herbs arranged neatly as far as the eye could see, and each plant was shrouded in faint smoke.

Just this blooming appearance of Kanazawa,

Zhu Yuanzhang knew that these medicines were extraordinary.

Is this the fairy medicine planted by the immortal?

Snapped.

The black dog squatting on the ground suddenly stretched out its paws and pushed Zhu Yuanzhang directly into the medicine field.

Zhu Yuanzhang staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Stabilizing his figure, he looked at the black dog and said, What do you mean?

Woof. The black dog stood up, glanced at him lightly, and continued to push him into the medicine field.

Don't push us, you go ahead, we follow you.

Wang.

The black dog jumped up, wagging its tail, and slowly wanted to move forward.

Zhu Yuanzhang followed it carefully, for fear of stepping on the elixir here.

In the end, the black dog stopped and pointed to a medicinal plant. The medicinal plant was covered with white mist, and the leaves were crystal clear, exuding a faint mint smell.

Can this fairy medicine save the prince's life? Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the black dog.

Woof! The black dog barked in a low voice, glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang a few times, ran very fast, and disappeared in front of him, as if it had nothing to do with me.

Zhu Yuanzhang froze in place.

Looking carefully at this fairy medicine, although I don't know the name, I can feel the strange breath of life emanating from this fairy medicine.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to pick this fairy medicine, but when he was about to do it, he hesitated.

If the immortal asked him to pull it out, he would definitely pull it out without hesitation.

Unfortunately not.

He also considered that the black dog might be the fairy's will to let him come here to pick it.

If you think wrong.

Then he just asks for it.

If you don't ask for it, it's stealing.

Zhu Yuanzhang enacted strict laws in the Ming Dynasty. For the crime of theft, if the value of the stolen thing is more than 120 guan, it is necessary to decide whether to be sentenced to death by hanging according to the severity of the circumstances.

If you break the precepts yourself, what is the meaning of the laws you make.

But if it is not adopted, then the son's life is at stake.

He was very tangled, squatting on the ground, lost in thought, struggling in his heart.

Before I knew it, it was dawn.