Chapter 9257: snake bile 7
"Senior, since you can recognize snake bile, you must know the way to save him." Leng Xuan couldn't wait to say, and even the name in his mouth became senior.
"There is a way to detoxify with Xuanhe grass."
"Where can I find Xuanhe grass?"
"It's in Mausoleum City, but it's in the City Lord's Mansion."
"City Lord's Mansion?" Leng Xuan frowned secretly, why is it the City Lord's Mansion again, "Senior, is there no other place to find Xuanhe grass?"
"Of course there is. However, if you go to other places to find Xuanhe grass, it will not only waste a long time, but you may not be able to find it. Xuanhe grass has requirements on the growth environment, and it is difficult to find. As far as I know , when the mausoleum city was first built, in the area of the city lord's mansion, a lot of Xuanhe grass grew, and it was later retained by the city lord, and it should still be there now."
Leng Xuan glanced at Zhang Yu lying on the bed and said, "Is there a time limit?"
"No, but if you can't find Xuanhe grass to detoxify him one day, he will keep his current state and won't be able to wake up."
"Okay, I understand. Senior, thank you very much." After a pause, Leng Xuan continued: "Senior, haven't you asked for your name yet?"
"Old man... My name is Wufa."
Leng Xuan's heart moved, and he asked, "Senior is a Buddhist practitioner?"
Hearing this, Wufa was slightly startled and said, "Do you know Buddha?"
"Why don't you know."
Wufa looked at him carefully, and asked tentatively, "Are you from the fairyland?"
"How did the senior see it?" Leng Xuan was quite surprised. He used red clay to recast his body. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to see it.
"Because you know the Buddha." Enlightenment said, "In this yellow spring, no one knows the Buddha. Only the people from the fairyland and the realm of self-cultivation know the existence of the Buddha. To be honest with you, I also come from the fairyland. "
"So it is." Knowing the other party's origin, Leng Xuan's vigilance suddenly relaxed. Since the last time he had dealt with those from the Immortal Realm, he had never seen anyone from the Immortal Realm again. It is rare to see people from the fairyland again, and naturally there is a kind of intimacy.
"Have seniors been here for many years?"
"I don't know how many years it has been." Wu Fa sighed softly, "I always want to go back to the Immortal Realm, but unfortunately I can't find a way."
"Oh?" Leng Xuan asked suspiciously, "Could it be that the senior didn't volunteer or was summoned to Huangquan?"
"I am a Buddhist practitioner, who would be willing to call me here. It was just a coincidence that I entered Huangquan." Wufa recalled, "In the Buddhist practice, there is a practice that can make people wander and transcend everything. Boundaries, souls travel to all planes. But once, I strayed into the yellow spring, was captured, inhaled into the soul lock bottle, and absorbed it as the power of the soul. I spent countless efforts to escape from the soul lock bottle. But at that time, my soul had been severely damaged and I could no longer return to the fairyland. So, I stayed here and prepared to leave Huangquan after recovering from the injury. However, when I was in Huangquan to recover from the injury In time, my disciples who were far away in the Immortal Realm mistakenly thought that I was sitting down and burned my body."
Having said that, he smiled bitterly and said, "The flesh is the only sign that guides me away from Huangquan. Losing the flesh means losing all contact with the fairy world. And in those countless planes, I want to find the place where the fairy world is located. You can imagine how difficult it is. Since then, I have been trapped in Huangquan and cannot go back.”