Doomsday Rise

"...Ai ai ai... Just here, don't overdo it, it's poison. This is Poria cocos. It's crispy and fragrant. It's best eaten as a snack, but ordinary people can't eat too much." The little crow said.

"Why?" Yan'er couldn't wait to pick one and put it in her mouth. It was really crispy and fragrant, and tasted like five-spice melon seeds.

"One Poria cocos seed can last three days of hunger, and ordinary people can't digest it if they eat too much, and their stomachs will bloat." The little crow said.

"Such a small grain can last for three days?" Yan'er's beautiful eyes widened, feeling very miraculous.

"What's the matter? It's just the most common bigu snacks. The real power is to eat morning dew pills. One pill lasts for three months." The little crow said proudly.

"Awesome!" Yan'er showed yearning.

There were about 20 plants of Poria cocos, and the fruits on them varied from a few dozen to forty. Liu Wei'an swept away the roots and fruits all at once.

"You don't want to keep any of it, kid." The little crow didn't like it anymore.

"It's cheaper for others to keep it, and I don't plan to come back again." Liu Wei'an said.

"That's right." The little crow tilted his head and thought for a while, then said with a smile, "Your boy suits my taste very well. If you walk two hundred meters ahead, there is a piece of Yunxia grass, which can be used for healing. As long as you don't die, no matter how serious the injury is, you can be rescued."

"What's the difference between cloud grass and ganoderma lucidum?" Liu Weian asked suddenly.

"Ganoderma lucidum? There's a big difference. Yunxia grass is shit in front of Ganoderma lucidum." The little crow dismissed it.

"Aren't they all the living dead and bones?" Liu Weian was puzzled.

"Yunxia Grass can only treat external injuries, but internal injuries are ineffective. Meat Ganoderma lucidum is different. It can heal internal injuries, external injuries, and the soul. The most desirable power of Meat Ganoderma lucidum is divine pregnancy." The little crow said.

"What is Shen Yun?" Liu Weian asked humbly.

"The popular point is to promote the evolution of the human body. Some people have poor talents. If they take the Ganoderma lucidum, this situation can be improved." The little crow said.

Liu Wei'an understood the reason why Ji Wushen, Li Qingchuan, and Wang Er were furious. The meaty Ganoderma lucidum was ginseng, and he ate it as a carrot.

Cloudslip grass looks like morning glow from a distance, with thin branches and small leaves, like a ball of flame floating in the air, it is very beautiful. The magical herbs are indeed different, the power of 'yin' has frozen the world, but these treasures of heaven and earth are immune

. There are quite a few Yunxia grasses, more than 300 plants.

Yunxia grass cannot be taken alone, it needs to be combined with other medicinal materials to form a elixir before it can be eaten.

After collecting Yunxia Grass, the little crow instructed Liu Weian to pick several rare medicinal materials, which are great for human body.

"There may be a very unusual thing hidden here, and I'm not sure. Whether you can find it or not depends on your luck." The little crow's tone suddenly became serious.

"What?" Yan'er looked at the little crow, the little crow always acted disrespectful, and suddenly became serious, not used to it.

"Do you know what is the best thing in the King's Tomb?" The little crow looked at Liu Wei'an.

Liu Wei'an shook his head. Before coming here, he didn't even know whether it was a relic or a tomb, and he didn't even know what was inside. The best things and the worst things are indistinguishable in front of your eyes.

"Of course the best thing is the inheritance of the human king. As long as you get the inheritance of the human king, you will immediately become a rare master in the world." The little crow has always spoken loudly, pointing out the country, and no one pays attention to it.

Liu Wei'an didn't speak, but looked at him.

"The second is to play the mace." A ray of longing flowed from the white eyes of the little crow.

"Mace?" Liu Weian's heart jumped for no reason, and he was suddenly connected with the broken mace he got before.

"What is the mace?" Yan'er was curious.

"Extreme weapon!" The little crow said these four words very seriously.

"What is an extreme weapon?" Yan'er asked again.

"..." The little crow didn't know how to explain.

"Senior, what do you mean, there is a magic mace in the King's Tomb?" Liu Wei'an looked at the little crow expectantly.

"No!" The little crow shook his head, and said in a low voice, "The magic mace has been broken into thirteen pieces in ancient times, and the human king only got three broken maces."

"Did senior come to the King's Tomb to use the three fragments of the magic mace?" Liu Weian's heart moved.

"Who doesn't want to play the magic mace, I just came here to try my luck. Before the King of Kings sat down, he left his weapon King Seal, but the three broken maces were missing. Some people speculated that the broken mace should have been brought to the cemetery." The little crow said.

"It's just a broken mace, do we need to pay so much attention to it?" Liu Wei'an didn't understand very well. Jidao weapons are the most powerful weapons in the world. They destroy heaven and earth, but they are already broken, so they should have no power. If the remnant mace he got before was the remnant weapon of the magic mace, it's not that bad, it's just a little heavier.

"You don't understand, the magic mace contains the profound meaning of ultimate power." The little crow said.

"What ultimate mystery? Don't extreme weapons already represent the ultimate?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"I don't know either. This is a secret that has been pursued since ancient times." The little crow rarely exposed his shortcomings.

"It's been so many years, hasn't anyone discovered the mace yet?" Liu Wei'an didn't give much hope.

"Let's not talk about the spirituality of the magic mace, which is the method of the king of men. How can ordinary people imagine that unless there is a predestined person, no one will find it in ten thousand years." The little crow said disdainfully.

"Then what are you doing here?" Yan'er looked at the little crow with wide eyes.

"Can't you just try your luck?" The little crow rolled his eyes angrily.

"Let me try!" Liu Wei'an said.

"You?" The little crow squinted at him, full of disdain: "Just try it, don't hold out too much hope."

"My lord is very powerful." Yan'er did not allow the little crow to look down on Liu Wei'an.

"From ancient times to the present, are there still few powerful people? There are not ten or eight of the rare geniuses who die in the King's Tomb." The little crow sneered.

"There!" Liu Wei'an moved his fingers, using the void as paper, one rune after another formed, dissipated, formed, dissipated... There are actually two runes on the broken mace, one is a light symbol, and the other two are incomplete, and they can only be counted as one when added together. He is now imitating these two broken runes, evolving silently in his heart, and finally he has gained something.

Liu Wei'an came to the place where the little crow fell, picked up a fist-sized object, like a rock, and smashed the ice on the surface, revealing strands of metallic luster. Liu Weian cleared away the congealed sludge and grass clippings, and the true appearance of the rock was revealed. It was a piece of bronze metal, square and square, with two runes on it, one complete and two incomplete.

"Impossible!" The little crow yelled, his voice full of extreme inconceivability, the black hairs all over his body exploded, especially the little white hairs on his head, which were like thorns.