'My mind is like flowing water, my body is like a cloud, I can come and go as I please, without being stained by even a speck of dust.'
While loudly singing the simple and crude song, Po trod on a gust of wind and left the Cold Stream Valley, heading towards the South.
The territory of the Fire Crow Clan was located in the northernmost part of the Southern Wasteland. Far, far away from Ji Hao's imagination, there were countless magical and powerful creatures, countless powerful and flourishing clans, and a magical country built by the ruler of the Southern Wasteland.
'Little brother, if everything goes well, I will come back to this place in three years. We hit it off the moment we saw each other. My master will definitely be happy to accept you as a disciple, and you will be my junior brother! '
The three years promise!
After three years, if Po successfully finished his cultivation journey, he would return to the Fire Crow Clan, take Ji Hao out of the Southern Wasteland, and become Yu Yu's disciple.
Ji Hao was standing on top of a tall mountain, looking at Po's back. He held a large wine gourd in his left hand and a fat roasted leg in his right. The wine gourd and roasted leg swayed easily along with his footsteps, and they revealed a graceful aura that was carefree and extraordinary.
Ji Hao was wearing a tight black armour, which was as thin as a cicada's wing. Po had stayed in the Cold Stream Valley for two more days, and had made the shell of the Devil-Wind Scorpion that he had killed that day into this strange armour.
The shell, which was especially hard, was made as soft as water by Po with a magical method. The shell weighed over a million stones, but after being refined by Po and instilled with countless magical spell symbols, it became as light as a feather. Wearing it wouldn't cause any inconvenience or hindrance at all.
Po's tool-making skills had stunned Ji Hao. Compared with his skills, those Fire Crow Clan's Maguspriests, who were the most proficient in tool-making, would be so ashamed that they would smash their heads against a piece of tofu. Fortunately, Ji Hao hadn't found any tofu in this Southern Wasteland yet, otherwise, he would definitely give each of those old Maguspriests a piece of tofu.
Until he couldn't see Po's silhouette anymore, Ji Hao took a long breath, leapt tens of feet high into the air, slid over the towering cliff, and lightly landed in the Cold Stream Valley.
Some people and some things could be deeply engraved in one's heart in a very short period of time. Po was such a person. He was generous, simple, generous, and graceful. After spending only three days with him, Ji Hao had already seen him as a trustworthy friend and a reliable elder brother.
"Dad, dad! Where's Amma? "
The Cold Stream Valley was bustling with mining slaves. Ji Hao found Ji Xia, who was directing the construction of a mine beside a mine, and dragged him towards the wooden house that he lived in.
Ji Xia quickly said a few words to Ji Ying and the others, then chuckled and caught up with Ji Hao. "Hao, did your friend leave? Tsk, this Ah'Bao is an amazing person. What a shame, what a shame, why doesn't he like the girls of the Fire Crow Clan? "
Ji Hao was laughing and fooling around, completely ignoring Ji Xia's words.
The father and son returned to the wooden house that they lived in. Qing Fu was sitting in front of the door, carefully grinding some herbs with a pestle. The mining work of the Cold Stream Valley had been on the right track, and the number of injured mining slaves had been increasing day by day. Qing Fu was the only Maguspriest in the Cold Stream Valley who was proficient in medicine and medicine making. These days, she had been very busy, making large amounts of life-saving medicines every day.
Seeing Ji Hao dragging Ji Xia over, Qing Fu smilingly wiped the sweat on her forehead and said, "Hao, don't disturb your Abba, the mine business is more important. If you have nothing to do, why don't you go catch some parrots with your uncle? "
Without saying a word, Ji Hao held Qing Fu up from the ground, dragged Qing Fu and Ji Xia into his own cabin, and carefully closed the door.
Ji Xia and Qing Fu's expressions turned serious. Ji Xia subconsciously lowered his voice and said, "Hao, what's wrong? Did you find something wrong? "
Ji Hao took out the medicine bottle that Po gave him from his sleeve, handed it to Qing Fu and said, "Amma, take a look, this is the medicine that Po gave me before he left! He said that it was given to him by his elders to save his life, and that it's good for Abba and Amma's injuries. "
Qing Fu looked at Ji Hao in surprise, smiled and shook her head, "Hao... your Abba and Amma's Magus Acupoints were broken, and their blood vessels were injured. If you want to cure them, ordinary medicine can't..."
The cork of the bottle was pulled out, and strands of golden light darted out of the bottle like golden needles. Qing Fu swallowed all her words back into her stomach, then poured out two pills from the bottle in shock. She seemed to be in a daze.
Two sparrow egg-sized golden pills were spinning in Qing Fu's palm. Beams of warm golden light continuously gushed out of the pills, and were surrounded by a warm glow. Nine dragon-shaped purple patterns were visible on the surface of the pills, moving back and forth like living creatures.
"Are these pills... alive?" Qing Fu stared at the pills in confusion. The appearance of these two pills had completely overturned Qing Fu's understanding of magic medicines. Among all the magic medicines in the Southern Wasteland, none of them would have such an appearance. This was a completely different kind of existence.
"Amma, no matter if they're alive or dead, just eat them!" Ji Hao grabbed one of the pills and threw it into Qing Fu's mouth without thinking.
Ji Xia laughed out loud, grabbed the other pill, and threw it straight into his mouth without being urged by Ji Hao.
Ji Hao didn't know the effect of this pill, neither did he know how it tasted. All he could do was watch a faint, extremely beautiful layer of golden-purple mist suddenly gush out of Ji Xia and Qing Fu's faces.
The purple mist emerged and disappeared, repeated for nine times. Along with a sizzling noise, streams of purple mist gushed out of Ji Xia and Qing Fu's heads and condensed into a zhang-wide, mushroom-like purple cloud above their heads.
A magical light sparkled on Ji Xia and Qing Fu's skin, and large amounts of sticky black blood gushed out of their pores.
Ji Xia's body, which was as skinny as a skeleton, suddenly swelled up like an inflatable balloon. His muscles quickly turned plump. Qing Fu's face, which was also withered and sallow, looked like a forty-year-old woman. Within a blink of an eye, her gray hair turned black and shiny, and her face turned into that of a sixteen year old girl.
"It, it's working!" Ji Xia stuttered, "Hao, Abba's Magus Acupoints, those broken Magus Acupoints, they, they're feeling something!"
"Four more, take them all now!" Ji Hao took out the remaining four pills and quickly put them into Ji Xia's and Qing Fu's mouths.
Qing Fu stomped her feet anxiously and said, "Hao, leave one for me!"
However, Ji Hao didn't have the time to care about Qing Fu's research spirit. He shoved the pill into Qing Fu's mouth as fast as he could.
Qing Fu let out a muffled moan. She didn't have the time to complain about Ji Hao anymore. She sat on the ground and started trembling.
The red and cyan light shone in the cabin. Ji Xia's body was surrounded by a golden-red flame, while Qing Fu was wrapped in a cocoon made of countless vines.
After an unknown period of time, the flame above Ji Xia's head condensed into a three-legged Fire Crow.
Along with the faint caw of the Fire Crow, a cloud of cyan mist quickly rotated above Qing Fu's head, and a beautiful cyan luan gradually appeared.
Ji Hao laughed out loud. The shadow that had been lingering in his heart because of his parents' injuries was gone, and his mind was suddenly clear and bright.
While laughing, Ji Hao sat on the ground with his legs crossed and started the [Bu Tian Bu Lou Magic Spell]. The multicoloured flame suddenly became a few times more active than usual, and started devouring Ji Xiao's Senior Magus blood at a ten times efficiency.
A series of rumbling sounds came from inside Ji Hao's body, along with which, all the obstacles in Ji Hao's mind were gone. At the same time, he could no longer suppress the power of his physical body. Finally, he fully activated his bloodline power. A fiery light appeared behind him, and a pair of long and narrow fiery eyes appeared.
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