Volume 3: The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Chapter 516: Ju Mang: Unless you give me a copy!
"Can drinking beast milk really make you stronger?"
There was a gleam in Xiao Haotian's eyes.
No matter what his achievements were in his past life and future, Haotian in this life was ultimately just a four-year-old child. After being fooled by Mingyu, he was immediately moved.
Mingyu said firmly, "Of course!"
"Animal milk is made from the nutrients of blood and water, and contains the essence of a living being. It is an important divine object for nourishing life, reproduction, inheritance of bloodlines, and creation of life.
The milk of a hundred beasts symbolizes the heritage and bloodline spirit of a hundred races, condensing the many unyielding, strong, and lofty wills into one, instilling it into oneself and achieving extraordinary success."
"Just imagine, if a person possesses the killing power of a true dragon, the nirvana of a phoenix, the will of a Qilin, and the speed of a Kunpeng...how powerful can he be?!"
Mingyu began to deceive people, his face solemn and righteous, he said: "We must see the essence through the phenomenon. The milk of a hundred beasts is not just beast milk, it is the spirit of a hundred races, the spirit of a hundred kinds of struggle and hard work in the prehistoric land!"
"Who controls the rise and fall of this vast earth? Only the human race!"
"Learn animal nature, transcend animal nature, learn from all things, and transcend all things. Like the sea embracing all rivers, it is greatness that comes from tolerance. This is the essence of cultivation!"
"Where is the Tao? It is between heaven and earth, in all things, and in every living being."
When Mingyu finished speaking, not only did the two little guys look confused, but even she almost believed it!
Looking at Haotian, whose eyes were getting brighter and brighter, Mingyu thought it was almost time.
Then he shouted loudly, like the sound of a huge bell, shaking everyone's heart: "So, do you understand the true meaning of this?"
"Understood!"
Haotian was so excited by the shout that he almost jumped up.
Just now, a voice in his heart was calling out, asking whether he should give it a try or not.
Mingyu's sudden shout made him make up his mind.
Why not give it a try?
There is no loss anyway, at most I can just drink a bowl of animal milk!
Just one bowl!
"Um...Sir, can I drink too?"
Beside Xiao Haotian, Qing Huang was also fooled and lost.
At this moment, she looked at Mr. Wuliang with clear eyes and some hesitation.
"Of course!"
Mingyu nodded, a pleased smile on her face.
He didn't know when a mirror appeared in his hand.
The mirror reflects the sunlight, flickering frequently.
…
The mountains are covered with trees, and the fallen leaves are like snow, which is a beautiful sight.
Such a wonderful and even dreamy scene is unique in Xiniu Hezhou.
A huge green tree guards this place. The scorching sun seems to be hanging on the tree, and on the other side, it seems that a bright moon is rising from the tree.
The phenomenon of the sun and the moon in the same sky is also a long-lasting wonder.
The pine trees in the cabinet are the innate spiritual roots of the ancient times.
The Youqiong tribe lived in the mountains, gathered around trees, and continued to develop.
While preserving the original appearance of Changliu Mountain, the immortals of the Youqiong tribe also built houses in the mountain.
Cranes fly over the pavilions in the sea of clouds, and mysterious truths are hidden in the mist.
Here, you can sometimes see fairy birds singing and often hear wild beasts roaring, and the tribesmen are accustomed to it.
Because many of the immortal birds and beasts were captured by humans themselves.
In the entire Western Wilderness, apart from the White Tiger Clan who is firmly based in the westernmost part, the human race is the most powerful.
Under the huge green pine trees,
The Youqiong tribe built a hall exclusively for priests for Wu Zong.
As the witch leader of the Youqiong tribe, Ju Mang is cultivating the priest system belonging to the Youqiong tribe.
The shamans who have been practicing for two and a half years are collecting the essence of the sun and the moon gathered by the pine trees in Guige, and breathing in the long-lasting spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Being in close contact with these spiritual roots of heaven and earth, the witches' cultivation speed can be said to be very fast.
A qualified human priest needs to master many skills.
In addition to daily practice, they also need to study compulsory subjects such as the four seasons, jade and silk sacrifices, the collection and use of Yi instruments, the location of the altar, medicine and divination, summoning gods and writing with planches, and summoning spirits and sending generals.
"good!"
Ju Mang seemed very satisfied with the diligence of the shamans.
Having external support is one thing, but whether you are willing to seize the opportunity and work hard is another.
In fact, during the era of Emperor Fuxi, Ju Mang's main responsibility was to be in charge of wars, and he was not in charge of priestly affairs.
But as the former ancestor witch and now the spring god of the human race, it is very easy for him to make a guest appearance as the Witch Sect.
Ju Mang's requirements for this group of shamans who are still in the training stage are very strict.
After all, they are a group of registered disciples that he personally trained. If they don't perform well after they start their apprenticeship, it will definitely be a black history!
At his level, he may not care about other things, but face is very important.
The dark history must not be left behind!
Ju Mang thought so.
But there is a saying that goes, what you fear will come to you.
Look, Mingyu, who had just fooled Xiao Haotian and Qinghuang, was walking towards them.
"What are you doing?"
Looking at Mingyu, whose lips were almost curled up to the sky, Ju Mang instinctively frowned and had a bad premonition in his heart.
"There is something that requires you to visit all the major races."
Mingyu smacked his lips and handed the important task of collecting animal milk to his "best Taoist friend".
"What did you say!"
After hearing this, Ju Mang's voice suddenly rose.
His eyes were wide open, his eyebrows were raised, and he was really angry.
"Why are you so loud?"
Seeing that all the practicing Wu Zong were looking at him sideways, Mingyu pointed his finger and cast the mysterious ban to isolate the inside and outside.
Looking at Ju Mang's fuss, Mingyu casually explained, "Given their constitutions, ordinary animal milk is of little use. Since they want to drink it, of course they have to choose the best."
"You've picked the best ones! Why don't you let me visit the various tribes of divine beasts?"
Mingyu nodded as if it was a matter of course, with an expression that said, "Yeah, that's what I think. Divine beasts are the best. You can go to the West Sea and the West Pole. They're close anyway."
"you!"
Ju Mang was almost angered to death by Mingyu.
He pointed at himself and said angrily, "I am the Ancestral Wood Witch, the Spring God of the human race, the most powerful, the Supreme Being of the Primordial World! You want me to collect beast milk from all the major races?!"
"ah?!"
Can you be more outrageous? Don’t I, Ju Mang, have any respect for myself?
"Yes, fellow Daoist, is there any problem with this?"
Mingyu blinked and said, "It's precisely because of your extraordinary strength that I'm allowing you to visit all the major races. No one else would be capable of this!"
"So I should thank you for your appreciation?" Ju Mang said gritting his teeth.
Mingyu waved her hand, her smile particularly bright: "You're welcome. This is the trust that should exist between fellow Taoists."
When Ju Mang heard this, veins bulged on his forehead.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself.
"Why don't you go yourself?"
Mingyu put on the excuse of enlightenment again and spread his hands: "Little Haotian and Qinghuang's top-grade beast milk can only be relied on by fellow Daoist."
“No!”
Ju Mang was not fooled. He turned his head and refused directly.
Just kidding, not to mention that doing this will add a black mark on your history.
If Haotian and Jinfeng knew about this after they returned, I would never have a peaceful life in the future.
He had no doubt that as soon as he delivered the beast milk, the Haotian Sword and the Phoenix Spear would go up the river of time and fly over across endless years.
It is true that the gods of the ancient times like to have fun, but no one wants to be the fun!
So no matter how Mingyu persuaded him, Ju Mang just shook his head and acted like "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen."
Just when Mingyu was sighing that Ju Mang had "a brain" and was about to give up.
Ju Mang suddenly uttered two words: "Unless..."
"Please speak, fellow Taoist!" Mingyu said with a smile.
"Unless you give me one too!" Ju Mang glanced at Mingyu's cuffs.
"Give me a copy of the 'dark history' in the mirror as a souvenir."
"So fellow Taoist is waiting for me here!"
Mingyu looked as if she had suddenly understood something and agreed readily.
Seeing this, Ju Mang's mouth corners also slightly raised: "I will rely on this to save my life in the future!"
As the most powerful person in the ancient times, his ability to eat melons is of course also top-notch!
To ensure that you can enjoy the fun safely, you have to put yourself in an invincible position.
As long as you have enough black history in your hands, the probability of the Haotian Sword and Phoenix Spear flying from the sky will be greatly reduced.
When I see Haotian in the future, I can definitely say, "Great Lord, you don't want others to know that you drank animal milk when you were a child, do you?"
Thinking of Haotian's wonderful expression in the future, the smile on Ju Mang's face developed more and more in an indescribable direction.
Mingyu glanced at him and said as if to remind him, "If you can visit a few more houses, the young ones in the Youqiong tribe will also have a treat. They are in their growth period, and if they have some divine beast milk, it will help them refine their martial arts, cleanse their marrow, and make their future journey smoother."
"Don't worry about this!"
Ju Mang took over some of Mingyu's "black history" as a deposit.
His spirits lifted, and he promised with full energy: "Since I have promised, I will definitely see it through. Whether it is flying in the sky, running on the ground, or swimming in the water, only you Mingyu can't see it. There is nothing that I, Ju Mang... ahem, there is nothing that I, Wumingshi, can't do!"
Collecting the milk of divine beasts is something that, if caught, would definitely lead to being nailed to the pillar of shame in the long river of time for people to admire. How could Ju Mang risk his true body?
Why does Honghuang Shengsheng like to use a pseudonym?
It’s all for fun!
"Just watch me!"
Ju Mang waved his arm, and the martial arts spirit dispersed into 129,600 bodies.
"Greetings to the Master!"
One by one, the divine will manifested and became yang gods. Ju Mang used his supreme power to refine these yang gods into independent physical gods.
"Mighty ones of the Nameless clan, let's go!"
Ju Mang was full of heroic spirit and with a wave of his sleeves he put away all these forms and spirits.
Then, his figure disappeared in the priest's hall.
“Quite skilled!”
Mingyu praised Ju Mang's skills.
This guy must have done a lot of wicked things!
…
That night, the moon was dark and the wind was strong.
An unknown powerful man sneaked into the Dragon Palace in the West Sea and quietly took away a bucket of dragon milk.
He did not let go of the deep-sea giant whale clan when he passed by them.
Another anonymous person sneaked into the White Tiger's ancestral land. While the White Tiger Supreme was away in the Western Pole, he took away all kinds of animal milk from the White Tiger's treasure house.
When White Tiger Supreme knew this, he was stunned.
Who is so stupid?
Even stealing the cubs’ food reserves?
In the following days and nights, the major races suffered frequent thefts, and their cubs would cry out in hunger from time to time.
However, because the milk thief Ju Mang acted carefully, except for the White Tiger Supreme who noticed that the treasure house was stolen, the other races did not react.
One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred anonymous people have combined the magical effects of various animal milks into one, discarded their various drawbacks, and taken the essence while discarding the dross.
Produces countless portions of top-quality animal milk.
Its medicinal effect is definitely not inferior to that of an elixir, but it is not as strong as an elixir.
It is more suitable for the physique of human babies.
Mingyu was impressed by his ability to handle affairs so effectively.
"Fellow Daoist, you are truly a learned man!"
In the ancient world, there were people who refined weapons, made pills, and medicine, but there was no one who made condensed milk.
Ju Mang has set a precedent!
Is the number one beast milk master in the prehistoric world okay?
"As expected of the God of Spring, how exquisite!"
If Ju Mang were to create a school of beast milk masters one day, it would probably be very popular in the prehistoric world.
As everyone knows, it is much easier to make money from young immortals than from adult immortals. Many immortals are reluctant to spend the treasures themselves and want to save them to lay .
While Mingyu was sighing, she took advantage of Ju Mang's inattention and flashed the mirror in her hand again.
After silently hiding the mirror, Mingyu looked up at the sky, thinking with a sense of evil amusement.
"It's a shame that Heaven didn't show its merit, otherwise such a 'glorious' historical moment would have been truly memorable."
Leaving behind another photo mirror, Mingyu walked out of the priest's hall.
He wanted to bring happiness to the children directly, but he suddenly sensed a subtle fluctuation in the void.
"Um?"
Mingyu frowned slightly.
clang!
He reached into the phantom gold sword box and took out the Yin-Yang Sword, then stepped out of Changliu Mountain.
The sword pointed westward and slashed out without hesitation.
