Five kinds of medicine in another world

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was already the third night.

The bright moon in the sky was still bright, like a huge disc hanging there, emitting a soft light.

The moonlight falls on the earth, bringing a peaceful and mysterious atmosphere to the whole world.

In the center of a wide square stood a tall immortal slave altar. At this moment, a immortal slave steward in a black robe was standing quietly on the immortal slave altar. He glanced at the five people in front of him, and then slowly spoke:

"Have you made up your mind? If you are sure you want to embark on this path, you can ascend the Immortal Slave Altar now. We are about to set off to the Immortal Realm."

As his voice fell, the Dragon Emperor and the Yangtian Emperor lightly raised their feet and took a step forward without hesitation, instantly crossing a distance of dozens of meters and standing firmly on the Immortal Slave Altar. Their postures were upright, their expressions were firm, revealing a fearless courage and determination.

Immediately afterwards, Li Hengdao, Gu Shijiu and Luo Yong followed one after another. Their steps were steady and powerful, and they seemed to be full of anticipation for the upcoming challenge.

Although they may have their own worries and reluctance in their hearts, at this moment, their eyes are firm and resolute, and they do not retreat.

In the audience, Zhao Hongling looked at Luo Yong silently, with deep love in her eyes.

However, she did not try to stop him from leaving, because she knew very well that this was the path Luo Yong had chosen himself, and she could not become a stumbling block on his way forward.

She was willing to believe in him, support him, and let him pursue his true dream.

The five people followed the Immortal Slave Steward and stood on the Immortal Slave Altar. The area of ​​the Immortal Slave Altar was not big, but it was not too small either. It could just accommodate the six of them. If there was one more person, the space would seem extremely crowded.

They stood there quietly, no one spoke, as if they were all waiting for some important moment to come.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, the black-robed Immortal Slave Manager broke the silence. His voice exploded like thunder in the night sky:

"The time has come, the Immortal Slave will ascend to the Immortal Realm, the Immortal Slave Altar will rise!"

As soon as the voice fell, the entire Xiannu Altar suddenly emitted a dazzling rainbow of light, like a bright pearl, illuminating the quiet night sky. The light was radiant, as beautiful as a dream, and people couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.

Immediately afterwards, the Immortal Slave Altar seemed to be lifted up by a mysterious force and slowly rose into the sky. Its speed became faster and faster, carrying the six people towards the endless sky.

At the same time, countless humans gathered on the ground below. They knelt down and kowtowed, shouting:

"Farewell to the pioneer saint of the human race!"

"Farewell to the pioneer saint of the human race!"

"The human race will prosper! Humanity will flourish!"

……

These shouts rose and fell, resounding through the sky and deafening the ears. With reverence, people watched the Immortal Slave Altar disappear into the distance.

Among these people, there were soldiers from the Shenlong Dynasty, as well as children of noble families and ordinary people from all over the country. Even several other saints joined the shouting team, and their voices gathered into a torrent, shaking the sky and the earth.

This scene is shocking and makes people's blood boil.

Everyone on the Immortal Slave Altar couldn't help but feel moved when they heard the words; even the Immortal Slave Manager who had remained indifferent was somewhat moved.

Gu Nineteen looked down. The countless people and the lonely Goose Mound formed a sharp contrast, which made him feel a little depressed.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the Immortal Slave Altar ascended at an extremely fast speed, but the distance from the moon still seemed very far.

Gu Shijiu looked at the distant moon and couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Logically, as they got closer to the moon, it should have gotten bigger.

However, the fact was that no matter how long they flew, the moon always remained its original size, as if it could never be approached.

Gu Shijiu frowned, thinking about this strange phenomenon in his heart. Could this be the legendary fairyland? Everything is so mysterious.

The Immortal Slave Manager beside him seemed to notice Gu Shijiu's confusion and explained with a smile:

"My friend, don't be surprised. It is said that the moon is not a real celestial body, but a mysterious treasure. It has a peculiar property that it can only be seen with the naked eye, and everyone sees the same thing. In other words, as long as there is nothing blocking it, no matter who you are or where you are, the moon you see will be the same size, regardless of distance."

Hearing the explanation of the Immortal Slave Manager, Gu Shijiu's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. Such a thing was beyond his imagination and shocked him greatly.

"This...how is this possible?" Gu Shijiu murmured to himself, his voice full of amazement and awe.

The Immortal Slave Manager smiled and continued, "This is the unique place of the gate to the Immortal Realm. It is breathtaking. It is said that there are three treasures in the Immortal Realm, and the moon is one of them."

Gu Shijiu took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner shock. The scene before him made him deeply feel the magic and incredibleness of the fairy world. He couldn't help but sigh:

“It’s amazing!”

The others were somewhat indifferent to seeing Gu Shijiu being so amazed.

They grew up in this world and have become accustomed to some of the strangeness of this world.

The moon has always been that big, and what Gu Shijiu said makes some sense, but to them, it’s not much.

Moreover, they had heard the story of the three treasures of the fairy world since childhood, but they were not sure.

"So, the legend of the three treasures of the immortal world, the Moon Gate, the Osmanthus Spear, and the Transformation Pond, is true?"

When the Dragon Emperor heard the words of the Immortal Slave Steward, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

The Immortal Slave Manager nodded and replied calmly:

"Of course it's true. The Moon Gate is the moon. The Osmanthus Spear is said to be an innate, top-grade spiritual root that grew when the Immortal Realm was born. It was later refined into a spear. The Huasheng Pond is a clear spring. Throwing the flesh and blood of any creature into it will give birth to that creature. Unless you replace the flesh and blood, the spring will never run out unless it dries up."

"These three are the three greatest treasures of the immortal world."

After the Immortal Slave Steward explained, Gu Shijiu secretly sighed. He knew that the Immortal World was not that simple.

Not only are there all kinds of treasures, but even clones have been developed.

The Immortal Slave Manager smiled and said nothing more, but sat down instead.

Upon seeing this, all the saints also sat cross-legged on the Immortal Slave Altar, waiting quietly.

After about a day, the Xiannu Altar came to a halt.

In front of them, there was a plate of the moon quietly placed, about three people tall and two people wide, like a large plate of light.

The Immortal Slave Manager walked down from the Immortal Slave Altar, stood in front of the Moon Gate, and said to the people behind him:

"This is the Moon Gate."