Chapter 151 Fairy Waste 13
Uncle Master still stroked his beard and nodded with a smile: "Okay!"
I don’t understand what it means. Anyway, as long as you don’t get angry, that’s fine.
Han Xuan said to his uncle: "Xining and I want to collect medicine from the back of the mountain. I hope my uncle will approve it!"
Uncle Shi pinched his fingers and said, "But, it will be an auspicious day in a month, let's go."
If you go, just go, and you can tell a fortune by pinching your fingers, and it will last a month. Go back and check the almanac to see if it is a good day to travel.
Xining was still thinking about one thing: "Uncle, will you give me back the two marrow-cleansing pills?"
Uncle Master smiled: "Go get it."
Uncle Shi is really good-tempered, and this is also the case. The most important thing to avoid when making alchemy is getting upset. If one person is not good at it, the elixir will not only be useless, but also ruin a batch of good medicine, and the furnace may explode.
"Hey!" Xining happily went to the medicine shelf to get the marrow-cleansing pills, like a miser taking money.
Uncle Zhao couldn't understand: "Why should I give it to her?" It was useless to eat it. For the first time, others could basically get a spiritual root, but this guy only got to the second level and was still firmly on the fifth spiritual root. .
Uncle Master stroked his beard and smiled: "This time the pills were spilled and many of them were lost. Since she wants it, it proves that she didn't take it and she should be rewarded."
So it turns out that those missing elixirs can be guessed as to how they were "lost". Someone must have taken the opportunity to steal them secretly.
After Xining heard this, he gave a big thumbs up, a recognition of his wise uncle and his noble character! The red scarf on the chest...
Oh, there are no red scarves here.
After taking the medicine, Uncle Shi smiled and said: "If you feel that one pill is not enough, just take two pills together. The effect will be doubled, as long as you can endure the pain."
Xi Ning's eyes lit up, could he still operate like this?
Uncle Master said slowly: "But this will at most make you a four-spiritual root. You can soak it in the spiritual energy pool and take it. When the dirt is discharged, the spiritual energy will be poured in. It will get twice the result with half the effort, but it will only hurt more!"
The last pill almost killed her. She was rolling on the bed in pain and wanted to hit her head against the wall. This time I took the two pills at the same time and soaked in the biting cold spiritual energy pool. The effect was doubled and doubled, but the pain just thinking about it made me feel so good.
The corner of Xi Ning's mouth twitched slightly: "Thank you, uncle, master, but I'm still a child. Are you so sure I can survive it?"
Uncle Master stroked his beard, squinted his eyes and smiled: "You can only become a master by enduring hardships. How can you become a three-spirited person if you can't bear this little hardship?"
What, such hellish torture can only reach the three spiritual roots? Thinking about those proud men with single or double spiritual roots, Xi Ning is envious, jealous, and hateful.
"Go tonight!" Xining gritted his teeth and risked his life to complete the task. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Once the pain is over, there is no need to suffer twice, taking a pill this time and a pill next time.
Thinking about why the body owner didn't use this method before, he asked: "Uncle Master, is this method definitely effective?"
If it works, there will always be people who risk their lives trying it.
"Oh, I almost forgot about this!" Uncle Master took out a gourd from his wide sleeves and poured out a red pill: "Take it together when the time comes."
Xining thanked him and asked: "Can it reduce the pain?"
"No, it only increases the pain, but the medicine is more effective."
Xining...
Are you worried that she will die from the pain?
Uncle Master stroked his long white beard, looked like a Taoist fairy, and said amiably: "Don't worry, the pain will not kill you. Just because it hurts so much, people who have taken one marrow-washing pill rarely take the second pill. You Only with this courage can I bestow this teaching on you. I hope you can do it well.”
Xining rolled his eyes and asked sincerely: "Uncle Master, can't I go back on my word now, otherwise it will be embarrassing and contrary to your respect?" "Hmm~" Uncle Master smiled and nodded: "Boys can be taught. ”
Well, I really didn’t have the nerve to refuse.
In this case, after dinner, when the night light first came on, Xining took three pills to the spiritual energy pool.
I saw a little Taoist priest who had just started practicing Qi standing in the spiritual energy pool. When he saw her coming, he put his hands together and bowed: "Are you Junior Sister Xining?"
Xining returned the gift: "Exactly! Who are you?"
The little Taoist priest replied: "My uncle from the Tianshi Palace sent someone to tell my master that he is here to greet me in the name of my master. Junior sister, feel free to use it. This place belongs to you and no one will disturb you until you leave the customs!"
Does this count as practicing in seclusion?
Xining was a little dazed: "Thank you, senior brother, but there is one thing I don't understand. I am not very qualified. Why are you giving me such an important place to practice?"
The little Taoist priest said with a bit of reverence: "Since the founding of the mountain, only two people have achieved such a feat, and the little junior sister is the third person. Such pain is not something ordinary people can endure. I hope the little junior sister will consider it before taking it, otherwise there will be no turning back when the bow is fired, so take it It’s irreversible.”
Ahem, that's it. Why do you feel like you've been deceived?
"Thank you, senior brother, for the tip." Xining said bitterly. It was an easy task for her.
The little Taoist priest looked at her with an expression as if he were looking at a martyr: "Little sister, please help yourself. If you don't take it, it's okay. No one will laugh at you." After that, he left.
Xining was sitting alone by the cold spiritual energy pool, with two black and one red pills in his hand. It’s unimaginable to imagine that after taking just one pill, you’d feel so good and sore that it would double and then double again.
Mo Ming came out at this time: "We should consider drugging the monster king, or blood sacrifice of 108 boys and girls. I will teach you to make a big stone mill, and throw the boys and girls one by one into the hole above. The stone mill Just ask a few people to push and the blood will be squeezed out without you having to do anything.”
Xining...
Just thinking about it makes me shudder. This guy is completely dark. If what he says comes true, it will be a complete horror movie.
Mo Ming seemed to be doing it for her own good: "Do you know what is being done outside? The whole fairy mountain is betting on whether you will do it or not."
Xi Ning said expressionlessly: "Oh, what did my uncle and Han Xuan bet on me?"
Needless to say, Su Hanyi was sure that she would not dare to do this.
Mo Ming: "Of course they bet on you. That bad old man drew such a big cake for you, but he downplayed the pain just to make you fooled."
Xi Ning said angrily: "Then do you think there is any other way to change the spiritual root? I need to refine the sixth level of Qi. I think this body can't reach it even after a hundred years of practice."
Mo Ming: "Actually, you don't need to reach the sixth level of Qi Refining, as long as you become an alchemist, you have completed the task!"
What? Xining opened his eyes suddenly, that was not what he said before. Becoming an alchemist is much easier than refining the sixth level of Qi.
Xining thought for a while, picked up three pills, and brought them to his mouth.
"Just become an alchemist." Mo Ming's voice immediately sounded: "You don't need to take the pills. Go back and say that you don't want to refine qi anymore and want to become an alchemist."
Xining sneered: "It hurts me. Why are you so nervous? Will it also affect you?"
Mo Ming: "I am kindly reminding you that it has nothing to do with me."
(End of chapter)