Chapter 5 Ancestral Stone Spiritual Liquid
"Boy Muchen..."
"Little Diao, call me boss."
"..."
Xiao Diao was silent. With his arrogance, how could he call Mu Chen boss.
Mu Chen's strength, when he was at his peak, could kill a large area with just one fart. Even if he asked for help in the future, he really wouldn't be able to do it.
Muchen knew in his heart that it was impossible for Xiao Diao to call him boss now because he was too weak.
But it is indeed weak now, but in the future, it will be possible.
There will come a day when Xiao Diao is willing to call him boss. As he said, it won't work no matter who comes.
A few years later, someone asked Mu Chen why he wanted to become stronger. It was because he worked hard to become stronger so that Xiao Diao could be called boss.
Mu Chen left the ancestral stone space and met Xiao Diao today. He just wanted to say hello and meet each other. The main purpose was to confirm whether it was the original ancestral stone. The presence of Xiao Diao meant that it was not a replica.
The sky was covered with dark clouds and the air was very humid. The streets were shrouded in a layer of fog, and only the shadows of people could be seen coming and going.
Mu Chen had a good sleep, woke up and started to make a training plan. Without the ancestral stone, he would not have this plan.
The ancestral stone can produce a magical ancestral stone spiritual liquid, which is miraculous for cultivation and physical exercise, especially in the early stages of cultivation. If it is used well, it can lay a good foundation.
A drop of bright red liquid fell into the basin, instantly dissolved in the water and turned into strands, just like blood.
When you put your hand in it, you can see the light red liquid seeping into the skin, and there is a hot feeling. A strange energy moisturizes the flesh and blood of the palm. Just for a moment, the skin feels tough. a lot of.
Mu Chen's eyes lit up. As expected, it was the spiritual liquid produced by the ancestral stone. The effect was really good. It was gentle and not irritating. It was just right for his age.
"You ignorant bumpkin, this stone talisman has more than just this function. After you learn martial arts, you will be able to see the other wonderful features of the stone talisman." Xiao Diao came out, folded his paws on his chest, and said disdainfully.
"Little Diao, you can come in and out at will, but will you also peek when I go to the toilet?" Mu Chen teased.
"Fart, Mr. Diao, I don't have time to watch you poop. You have to take out the stone talisman before I can come out. When the stone talisman is in your body, I can't feel anything unless you, the stone talisman, possess it." You can agree." Xiao Diao rolled his eyes humanely and was speechless.
"By the way, although I don't know the value of the stone talisman in this world, you'd better not take it out and don't let others think about it. Master Diao doesn't want to lose his life because of this." After Xiao Diao finished speaking, he got into the ancestral hall. Among the stones.
I think back then, not long after he got the stone talisman, he was hunted down. It was obviously because of the stone talisman, but for him to be known to outsiders by chance, it must have been leaked by someone who knew about it.
The thought of being betrayed made Xiao Diao's heart filled with murderous intent. If he hadn't been hunted down, how could he have ended up as a demon spirit? He had already guessed who would leak the secret.
Mu Chen shrugged. In the Tianxuan Continent, you have to worry about the strange demons and old monsters knowing the ancestral stone. But in this Tianyuan world, as long as he doesn't show off in a big way, no one will care about him as a little-known figure.
"Ahem..."
At this moment, a violent coughing sound came from the next door, followed by Su Youwei's worried voice.
"Grandpa, drink some water first, and I'll make some medicine for you."
"Ahem...it's okay, Youwei, don't worry." The old man's weak voice sounded. In this weather, his health was particularly serious.
Muchen looked at the ancestral stone in his hand, his eyes moved, and he had an idea.
Lin Dong's and his father's injuries were cured by the ancestral stone spirit liquid, so Su Youwei's grandfather should also be cured. The doctor at the medicine shop can treat it, which means it is not an incurable disease.
When I came to the yard, I saw Su Youwei making a fire and cooking medicine. Her fair and tender face was also covered with a layer of black ash, like a dirty Cinderella.
"Youwei, is this medicine effective?"
Mu Chen held a fan and fanned himself aside, and asked casually.
"This is the least effective medicine but also the cheapest. It can barely suppress grandpa's condition." Su Youwei's eyes were full of bitterness. Moreover, it is impossible to take this kind of inferior medicine every day and cannot afford it.
Her grandfather was injured when he was young. Now that he is old, his health is not as good as before, so the injury is getting worse.
"Youwei, do you believe me?" Mu Chen asked solemnly.
"Huh?!"
"Yeah."
Su Youwei blinked her eyes and nodded subconsciously. After spending a few days together, she could feel that Mu Chen was not a bad person.
"Well... I have a kind of spiritual liquid here, which is very effective. It may be able to cure the old man."
Mu Chen took out a jade bottle from his arms, which contained the ancestral stone spirit liquid that had just been dripped into it.
"Really?"
Su Youwei looked at Mu Chen excitedly. In order to treat her grandfather, she tried many ways, but in the end they all came back to the root cause of her lack of money.
If grandpa's condition continues to worsen, Su Youwei will kneel in front of the pharmacy, kowtow and beg for help.
"Well, 90% probability." Mu Chen nodded, his tone very confident.
Seeing that Su Youwei had no objection, Mu Chen directly dropped a drop of ancestral stone spirit liquid into the medicine. A flash of red rippled out and then disappeared. It was completely impossible to tell what had been dropped into it.
"Grandpa, drink slowly."
Su Youwei took the liquid medicine and handed it to her grandfather with the idea of giving it a try. Her heart was in her throat, praying that her grandfather could be cured.
"Sorry to trouble you, Youwei." Su Youwei's grandfather said ashamedly. His illness also hindered Su Youwei.
His granddaughter is very sensible and does not think he is a burden. If possible, he does not want to burden Su Youwei.
Su Youwei shook her head. She didn't feel that way. Even if there was only a slight possibility, she would give it a try.
Su Youwei's grandfather drank up the bowl of medicine in one gulp.
After a few breaths, his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and white gas was rising from the top of his head. Su Youwei clenched his hands tightly, feeling very worried.
Mu Chen was very calm. Under normal circumstances, this was a sign of an increase in body temperature. The effect of the ancestral stone spirit liquid was working and it did not cause any harm to the old man.
As expected of the ancestral stone, he did not disappoint. One drop was so effective. Not only was it helpful for cultivation, but it was also good for treatment.
"Pfft!"
Su Youwei's grandfather tilted his head and vomited a mouthful of black blood on the ground. His body temperature also dropped rapidly, and his red face quickly recovered. It was no longer the sickly pale color, but a healthy ruddy color.
"This..."
Su Youwei's grandfather clenched his fist, feeling full of strength for a long time and no longer so weak and weak.
"Grandpa, are you okay?"
Su Youwei was startled just now and looked at her grandfather worriedly, fearing that his condition would worsen.
After all, the performance just now looked very scary, as if it was about to explode.
(End of chapter)