Fantasy: The Ancestor Raised His Coffin And Rose Up!

Su Bai flicked his sleeves and said: "Okay, I will call you no matter what I call you from now on. I'll just call you the Eight Saints."

The eight old men quickly said: "Ancestor, my name is Chen Sicheng!"

"My name is Xuanyuan Hao!"

"My name is Wang Dali!"

"My name is……"

Watching them, they were about to introduce themselves one by one.

Su Bai stretched out his hand, shook his head and said, "Stop it, it's too confusing and I can't remember it. I'll give you a new name, something simple and easy to remember."

The eight old men suddenly opened their eyes wide and said with great joy: "It is really an honor for us to be named by our ancestors!"

Su Bai stared blankly, pointed at the eight of them thoughtfully, and then said:

"Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San, Ah Si, Ah Wu, Ah Liu, Ah Qi, Ah Ba."

Lin was still stunned.

Su Bai named them one by one in order of age. He nodded with satisfaction and said:

"From now on, this will be your name, how about it? Isn't it very simple, easy to remember, and easy to understand?"

The eight old men froze in place.

"It's really simple, easy to remember, and easy to understand..."

But this is too simple and easy to remember, easy to understand!

Isn't this really a random idea? !

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!

This is too casual!

They are all going to cry.

They suddenly remembered that they had seen records of Emperor Zun's life in unknown ancient books. Although Emperor Zun was boundless forever, his art of naming really did not dare to be praised by future generations.

Moreover, Emperor Zun was not aware of this, but felt it was wonderful.

They were sluggish. At first, they scorned the records in ancient books, but now they found out that there seemed to be no problem with the records in that ancient book!

Su Bai turned around, flicked his sleeves, looked at the sky and said, "Okay, since you want to follow me, I can't treat you badly."

The eight old men immediately opened their eyes wide and looked at Su Bai's back with great excitement.

Could it be said that Emperor Zun wants to reward them? !

It’s really exciting!

What could it be!

What could it be!

Su Bai frowned, stretched out his hand and touched his body, but found nothing.

He was still wearing old clothes from a hundred thousand years ago, so naturally he didn't bring anything with him.

But now that the words have been spoken, how can the Emperor break his words?

Su Bai touched his chin and fell into thought.

The next moment, he saw a few dry weeds growing in the desert a few steps away.

In the desert, the vegetation is sparse, and these few wild grasses are also rare.

Su Bai waved his hand and said, "You guys turn around first."

The eight old men turned around quickly without doubting that he was there.

Under Lin Yiran's curious gaze, Su Bai pulled out the few weeds and counted exactly eight.

Lin Yiran asked in shock: "Master, what are you doing?"

Su Bai said: "Make elixir."

Lin Yiran's eyes widened and he said, "Alchemy?"

Su Bai reached out and took out the kettle from Lin Yiran's arms, then dug out some sand and soil on the ground, kneaded it gently, and crushed it into finer powder.

Then Lin was still shocked.

Su Bai dipped the fine sand powder into a little water, then mixed the eight grass leaves together and rolled them into eight green mud balls.

Lin Yiran said dullly: "Master...Master...what are you going to do!"

Su Bai looked at the eight clay balls in his hand, touched his chin, and said, "One for each person, just right."

Then, under Lin Yiran's stunned gaze, Su Bai stretched out a finger and tapped the eight green mud balls gently.

Then he blew on the eight clay balls.

Lin was still shocked for a moment.

I saw the ripples of the Great Dao instantly appearing where the eight mud pills were struck by Lin En, as if a soul was injected into them all at once, and the eight mud pills instantly became vivid.

And when Su Bai blew out the breath, countless star points appeared in the eight mud pills, and for a moment, it seemed as if they had been completely transformed.

The next moment, dazzling green light burst out from the eight clay balls.

And in the sky, countless strange phenomena appeared instantly because of this green light.

"That's... Purple Qi coming from the east!" Lin Yiran covered his face in disbelief, his whole body shocked.

The sky is filled with purple energy and auspicious clouds are everywhere. At this moment, the whole sky seems to be in a fairyland.

"All heavens above!" Lin Yiran shouted: "This is too scary! Why can eight balls like that trigger strange phenomena in the heaven and earth!"

At the same time, the great alchemists of Immortal Gate one after another throughout the Eastern Wilderness all raised their heads and looked at the sky in horror.

"Purple Qi is coming from the east! Someone has refined a shocking potion?!"

In the large temple where the sound of Buddha's voice is ringing in the west, a giant Buddha opened his eyes, looked into the distance, clasped his hands and said:

"Amitabha, there is such a divine man in the world, who is able to refine such heaven-reaching Divine Medicine. Even the heavens are trembling! I admire you, I admire you!"

In a Taoist gate in the south, an old Taoist who was refining medicine suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that the cauldron in front of him suddenly emitted a divine light, shooting straight into the sky.

He was shocked and said: "What a great medicine that was released, it actually triggered the response of Wan Ding!"

He rushed out of the hall and looked at the sky, only to see streaks of divine light shooting out from all directions. All the cauldrons for refining medicine were shining brightly, echoing the divine light bursting from the sky and echoing the vision.

"Purple energy comes from the east, spiritual energy gathers, visions appear in all directions, and Ten Thousand Cauldrons respond!!" The old man said in shock:

"God in heaven! How powerful is refining medicine here! It's so terrifying!"