Ji Hao woke up.
When I opened my sour eyelids, I saw a stone ceiling.
The black stone has a smooth and delicate texture, and it is polished very smoothly.
Chairing his head, Ji Hao found himself lying on a large stone slab.
The slabs three feet long and two feet wide were three feet thick, cold and hard, and there was not even a single animal skin on it.
The surrounding walls are also black and polished as mirrors, and this is a stone house with a length and width of five feet.
In addition to the large stone slab where Ji Hao was lying, there was only a square stone platform in the middle of the room, and there were four stone piers next to it.
There was a small stone lamp on the stone platform, the stone lamp the size of an adult's head was filled with golden grease, and a hard wick pestle burned in the stone lamp, and the golden red fire illuminated the whole stone house, which was the only light source in the room.
Next to Ji Hao's head was a large bowl made of clay, and there was still a little black viscous liquid left in it, which was emitting a disgusting fishy smell.
Ji Hao grinned, his mouth was full of this terrible fishy smell, and he almost vomited.
"The heart of a scorpion, the venomous sac of a poisonous snake, the tail of a centipede, and the bladder of a bat" Ji Hao's fingers dipped the medicinal juice in the big bowl, put it on his tongue and smashed it, and said with a bitter face: "It's actually the heart of a thousand-year-old blood hook scorpion, and it's the best way to treat trauma, but this tastes" Beside the stone platform sat an old man as sturdy as a green pine, dressed in a neat burlap robe, with his long silver-white hair neatly draped behind him, the ends of which almost hung down to the ground.
When Ji Hao woke up, he was sitting on the stone pier staring at Ji Hao up and down intently.
Hearing that Ji Hao had analyzed the four main ingredients in the medicinal juice so quickly, the old man smiled happily, patted his knee lightly and said with a smile: "Ji Wenming brought a good child back this time."
Hey, you know witch potions too."
Speaking of the word witch medicine, the old man's smooth and plump, childlike and tender face couldn't help but sway with a burst of divine light, and his eyebrows flew so that his beard almost floated.
He squinted at Ji Hao, and the expression on his face was clearly calling out loudly that I am a big expert in witch medicine, doll.
Come and admire me Ji Hao straightened up, pulled open his shirt and looked at his body.
The original more than a dozen transparent wounds on the body have healed, no scars have been left, and the regrown body is not weak at all, and has returned to its strongest state.
And there is still a medicinal power in the body that has not been completely digested.
This hot medicinal power is like a few little mice, scurrying around Ji Hao's body, providing him with abundant energy.
"Witch medicine, I understand a little."
Ji Hao looked at the old man and smiled: "I was just three months old, I can walk, run, and speak."
Therefore, the great witch priest in the clan said that I was a prodigy given by the ancestral spirit, and he took me with him since I was a child and studied for ten years. ” The old man raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Oh, after only ten years of study, you can identify the main medicinal materials in my bowl of Siquan soup, and the inheritance of your tribe is also extraordinary, in the Southern Wilderness, you are also from a big tribe."
Ji Hao nodded and said with a smile: "Jin Wubu, it is still a little famous in the Southern Wilderness. ” The old man nodded abruptly.
He pinched his fingers and calculated: "Hmm, there are only fire crows in the Southern Wilderness of the Golden Crow, and you have returned to the clan name."
A red light appeared on the old man's face, and he looked at Ji Hao's expression more and more kindly: "Seventeen hundred years ago, I traveled to the Southern Wilderness, and I was accidentally bitten by a green-veined iron solder, and I almost didn't die there. ” Ji Hao's heart suddenly sighed, the longest lifespan of the Great Witch is about a thousand years, this old man has been to the Southern Wilderness 1,700 years ago, so he must be a witch king who has surpassed the Great Witch Realm, or even a more powerful existence.
Jumping down from the stone slab, Ji Hao saluted the old man solemnly: "It turned out to be a friend of Ah Gong."
I'm Ji Hao. ” The old man smiled and nodded: "No wonder Ji Wenming wants me to take care of you, it turns out that you are the descendant of Ji Xiang."
Ji Xiang, how are he all these years, I also said, in a few hundred years, I will be free.
I'm going to go to him and catch up with him. ” A gloomy look flashed on Ji Hao's face.
The old man's face suddenly froze, and two lines of tears welled up in his eyes: "Oh, my old friend is gone, yes, he's older than me."
He couldn't break through the time he saw him, and he also said that he wanted to try to use the essence blood of the fire crow to prepare witch medicine to see if he could break through the witch king realm. ” Ji Hao was silent.
For an old man's friendship more than a thousand years ago, Ji Hao felt that any words were too weak.
Sighing heavily, the old man stood up and beckoned to Ji Hao: "I am Wulong Yao, you call me Wulong Grandpa."
Ji Wenming left you here, and I don't know what to do with it.
Since you're here, let's stay here with peace of mind and learn something. ” Ji Hao followed Wulongyao out of the stone house, and at the same time secretly pondered the name.
Wulong Yao, Wulong is the surname, Yao is the name of the old man.
Wulong Clan, Ji Hao has a vague impression of this surname, it should be from an extremely ancient tribal bloodline, with an extremely extraordinary background.
Pushing open the heavy stone door of the stone house, there is a clean, tidy and tidy corridor without any decorations, and it is as polished as a mirror like the stone house.
The scale of the 10-zhang wide and 100-zhang high corridor is amazing, and there are many men and women wearing burlap robes in the corridor.
Ji Hao glanced left and right along the road, and found that a portal opened every ten zhang on the road, and some stone doors were open, and inside were the same size and simple room as the stone house where Ji Hao was sleeping.
Wulong Yao took Ji Hao and walked out along the road, and as he walked, he pointed to the bronze plaque inlaid on the stone door and said, "Remember, the stone house you rested in just now is the 189,871st Fire Line of the Southern Sect of the Disciples. ” "Apprenticeship, it means that you are still an apprentice in the Witch Palace."
"Nangen, you are from the Southern Wilderness Continent."
"Huo Xing, you are from the Fire Bloodline Clan, and your magic attribute is Fire."
"The rest of the numbers, I don't need to explain.
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From now on, this room will be yours to use. ” Ji Hao nodded and wrote down the number, and at the same time felt a tingling of his scalp at the amazing information contained behind the number.
Quickly advanced along the Yongdao for nearly a hundred miles, at the speed of two people, this is just the time of a tea, Wulongyao turned a corner, and arrived at another more amazing, more magnificent Yongdao.
This road is as wide as three miles, as high as twenty miles, and there are not only large groups of pedestrians coming and going in the road, but also people flying rapidly in mid-air.
Wulong Yao pointed to this road and said with a smile: "This is the last of the ten main roads in the Witch Palace, and the side roads attached to the ten main roads, which are where you apprentices live.
And on both sides of these ten main roads, there are " Before he finished speaking, a loud bang was heard, and a bronze gate next to the main road more than ten miles away was blown apart, and an old man who was charred and blackened staggered out of it, and fell to the ground with a bang. sjgsf0916: