Marvel God-level Physician

Chapter 543 : The spiritual rooter.

Groups of books lined up, Manjing Pavilion.

It records the alchemy of Taishang Laojun’s life, and the books are displayed on the shelves, but Su Mu needs to turn through these books page by page, which is an extremely boring process.

Before you know it, two days have passed.

At the moment’s Buddhist scriptures pavilion, Su Mu conjured up a set of tables and chairs, and within a few quarters of an hour, a book was read by Su Mu, and then changed to the next book.

Maybe it was a little tired, Su Mu got up and stretched out, scanned the alchemy scriptures, and said: “I really don’t know what Yuenian I can see?

At the same time, Xiaohonghuang is in the realm.

“Master demon, my junior sister and I will go to the world this time, and it will take at least half a year to come back. The little junior brother has bothered the demon master.” Xue Ning said to Kun Peng.

“You two can rest assured.” Kun Peng said with a smile.

“Then my brother and I will leave.” Feng Ling on the side patted Xiao Hongyun’s head affectionately, and said to Won Peng.

“Brother, senior sister, go early and return early.” Xiao Hongyun was very reluctant.

“Little brother, when we come back, we will bring you many younger brothers and sisters, then you will not be bored!” Xue Ning did not forget to tease his 04 little brother before leaving.

“It’s getting late.”” Feng Ling urged.

Xue Ning smiled and took Feng Ling’s jade hand, his complexion condensed, and he immediately mobilized the golden blood in his body.

Seeing Xue Ning’s terrifying power, Kun Peng beside him was shocked. Xue Ning, who has urged Hongmeng Golden Blood now, is afraid that even Kun Peng may not be able to compare it.

“Sage Su is really unfathomable! In just a hundred years, he has cultivated his disciples to this level! Alas, it seems that the human race is destined to rise.” Won Peng said in his heart.

In the next instant, Xue Ning and Feng Ling disappeared in the small prehistoric realm.

After a few quarters of an hour, in a small town of Human Race, a pair of young men and women appeared out of thin air, it was Xuening and Fengling.

“Within half a year, it will take a lot of hard work to think about the entire human race.” Xue Ning muttered lazily.

“This is the first time you and I have done something for the master. Don’t neglect it. In any case, we must do it for the master!” Feng Ling gave Xue Ning a look.

Xue Ning nodded and said with a smile: “This is natural! The master has a great kindness to you and me, and now it’s time for you and me to repay you.

“So our brothers and sisters, we have to be more diligent.” Feng Ling’s beautiful eyes lightened, and the eyes looking at Xue Ning were more loving.

“We brothers and sisters? Shouldn’t they be husband and wife?” Xue Ning said with a serious expression.

“Brother!” Feng Ling couldn’t help feeling ashamed when he saw Xue Ning’s words.

“Oh? Didn’t you do that with me these two nights? Other women?” Xue Ning deliberately teased.

“It’s really not correct! Hmph, ignore you.” Feng Ling was shy and didn’t know how to answer Xue Ning, and immediately stopped talking to Xue Ning.

“Ling’er, my good Ling’er…” Xue Ning chased after smiling with a haha.

In the past few days, Xue Ning and Feng Ling have been having intercourse for several times in accordance with the double repair booklet given by Su Mu. Both of them pierced the window paper and formally formed a double repair partner.

Xue Ning used the quasi-sage method to first overlook the human nation from the sky, and after noting the locations of the hundreds of spiritual roots, he began to solve them one by one.

For the sake of convenience, Xue Ning became an old Taoist priest, while Feng Ling became a boy holding a wine gourd.

The two moved forward slowly and came under a hut. Two steps up the old Xuening Road, they knocked on the door.

Before long, the wooden door opened.

A middle-aged man came out, looking at Xuening and wondering: “This Daoist, what can come to my house?”

“Blessed Heavenly Venerable, Feng Dao Feng Ning Zi, Lu Feng Bao Di, see your house covered with blue clouds and glow, must be a person with fairy ties in the family. Therefore, I am here!” Xue Ning said solemnly, making Feng Ling near by. Did not say anything.

“My son and his mother died early. The only ones in the house are me and the child, and the people of the fairy fate that the Taoist said, is it my child?” The middle-aged man asked in surprise.

“You can see it at a glance.” Xue Ning nodded.

Then the old Taoist Xue Ning and his boyfriend were invited into the room by the man, and then the man shouted into the room: “Little Treasure!”

After a while, a boy about eight years old walked out of the back room.

Xue Ning met with the boy and nodded with Feng Ling, which was quite satisfactory. What this boy was carrying was the high-grade spiritual root, although it was far better than the best spiritual root of Feng Ling, it was considered good.

“Well, after half a year, the poor way will come again. Then you can follow me to the mountain to practice.” Xue Ning said to the man.

“If the child really has this opportunity, I would also like to thank him for his wisdom!” The man was very excited.

Xue Ning nodded, and after looking around the thatched house on the four walls of the family, he stretched out his hand and turned out dozens of dog head gold. He smiled and said, “It’s good to take care of the child. Then I will lead him into the immortal gate.”

“What a fairy!”

This scene completely dispelled the man’s doubts, hurriedly knelt beside Xue Ning, and took the gold in fear.

Su Mu and Feng Ling left the thatched house, and after leaving the family, they began to go to the next place.

When the sunset rests and the sunrise rises, most of the human races live such a farming life. Definitely, there are also nomads galloping on the vast prairie in the north.

Spring goes by and autumn comes, time flies by. When Xue Ning and Feng Ling came out, it was the spring of March, and now it is the golden autumn with yellow leaves everywhere, and it has been 130 in half a year.

In the past six months, Xue Ning and Feng Ling have traveled through the six human races and found more than 3,000 young children with spiritual roots, but most of these young children have low-grade spiritual roots.

There are more than 300 middle-grade spiritual roots, less than 20 high-grade spiritual roots, and none of the top-grade spiritual roots have been discovered.

Xue Ning and Feng Ling were screened, and those who were born with some mental retardation, handicapped, and bad temperament were screened out.

In the end, Xue Ning and Feng Ling identified two hundred and ten young children, 195 middle-grade spiritual roots, and 15 high-grade spiritual roots. These are what they have chosen, but Su Mu has to take a look at it.

Next, Xue Ning turned into a huge tavern as the final assembly point.

Xue Ning went to bring the young children one by one, let Feng Ling watch. It took another two full days to gather all the young children.

In the end, Xue Ning inspired the Golden Blood of Hongmeng, broke through the void with the strength above the quasi-sage, put the entire tavern away, and returned to the small prehistoric world with Fengling.

At the same time, Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.

In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the room full of books is three-quarters of North Su Mu’s old age, and there are not many books left.

“It’s another half a year in a blink of an eye. The time in the wild world flies really fast.” Su Mu put down the book in his hand and couldn’t help but sigh. .