Hua Meigui's aging appearance is due to the consumption of a large amount of lifespan. According to Baili Qianchou's inference, it is impossible to treat it with normal medical skills. She must either rely on herself to improve her state or use special methods to make up for the lost lifespan.
It's a coincidence that when I was traveling around the world, I happened to get a folk remedy, and its effect was to prolong life.
Birth, aging, illness and death are the laws of heaven and earth. Forcibly increasing lifespan is an act against nature. Therefore, the soul must be used as a guide to refine this elixir, so that an equal exchange can be achieved.
To put it bluntly.
Want to live longer?
OK, exchange it for a powerful soul.
"Isn't this kind of elixir specially prepared for me?"
Jun Changxiao was a little proud, because he believed that in terms of soul strength, he was by no means weaker than anyone else.
"indeed."
The system said: "The host's two biggest characteristics at present are, first, a strong soul, and second, a thick skin."
"roll!"
Jun Chang smiled and said: "List the auxiliary medicinal materials, I will go and purchase them now."
Baili Qianchou immediately wrote out a list, but when he handed it over, he added: "It is my first time to refine this kind of elixir, and I have no experience, so it is best to prepare dozens of copies."
"Dozens of copies?"
Jun Chang smiled and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Depending on the situation, you may have to practice dozens of times.
If you simply use medicinal materials to refine it, it doesn't matter whether it fails or not, but can Feng Xian's soul endure it again and again?
Hua Meigui said: "The loss of soul will cause serious consequences. Husband, please don't mess around."
"Lack of longevity will also bring serious consequences. Have you considered it when you were in the abyss of life?" Jun Changxiao asked rhetorically.
"..."
"I have made up my mind."
"..."
Hua Meigui is not talking.
that day.
The members of the purchasing hall started to operate.
Fortunately, the auxiliary medicinal materials for refining the soul-quenching and longevity pills are relatively common, and the sect has many of them, so dozens of them were prepared the next day.
"Ding ding ding!"
"Ding ding ding!"
In the alchemy room, there was a sound.
Liu Sinan and Gongsun Hou had dull expressions, because Baili Qianchou was wearing Taoist robes, holding a peach wood sword in one hand and a Sanqing bell in the other, standing in front of the altar, swinging back and forth, as if opening the altar!
Is this guy a doctor? Or a Taoist priest?
"*&%￥..." Baili Qianchou muttered a spell that no one could understand, then put down various props, opened his mouth and sprayed it towards the candle, immediately forming a ball of fire that shot into the sky, and burned the alchemy furnace next to it.
Ignite it into a raging fire.
"good!"
The disciples of Wangu Sect clapped their hands and praised.
This technique and this performance must be given full marks!
Jun Changxiao, who was sitting in the strange formation at the back, had a wonderful expression.
This girl is both an opening act and an acrobatic performer, and her whole body exudes an extremely unreliable aura.
"Sect Master Jun!"
At this moment, Baili Qianchou solemnly said: "Relax your mind and sacrifice your soul."
"call!"
Jun Changxiao closed his eyes and released a ray of soul.
"Boohoo!"
Baili Qianchou picked up the peach wood sword and waved it in a flashy way. Finally, she saw the soul wrapped around the sword, and secretly exclaimed: "This little guy's soul is so strong!"
Gou Sheng's soul is strong, that's not bad.
"call!"
The fire increased and green smoke emerged.
"The time has come."
Baili Qianchou made sure that the medicinal materials inside were almost ready for smelting. He immediately opened the alchemy furnace and blended a wisp of Jun Changxiao's soul into it. He then somersaulted back to the altar, picked up the Sanqing Bell, and started to swing eight steps away.
Strange spells were uttered in his mouth again.
"major!"
Sun Bukong gave a thumbs up.
"..."
Liu Sinan and Gongsun Hou rolled their eyes, thinking, this guy is not a magic stick, right?
Jun Changxiao, who was sitting in the formation, had an ugly expression on his face, because the ray of soul he gave was being burned in the alchemy furnace, and was mixed with various medicinal materials, making the taste unpleasant.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the alchemy furnace exploded and black smoke emerged.
"Sure enough." Baili Qianchou shook his head and said: "The first refining failed."
"..."
Jun Changxiao collapsed.
If the alchemy furnace explodes, won't your soul be wasted?
"continue!"
"..."
Failure is the mother of success, so I never gave up and took out the second batch of medicinal materials to refine.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Ever since, every once in a while, there would always be explosions in the alchemy room. Due to frequent failures, several alchemy furnaces had to be replaced.
"puff!"
After the thirty-sixth failure, Jun Changxiao finally couldn't hold back and spurted out blood.
Although I have practiced the Soul Tempering Holy Heaven Technique and my soul can withstand the torment, playing like this will definitely cost me my life.
"continue!"
Baili Qianchou said.
Gongsun Hou wanted to stop him, but when he saw the sect leader adjusting his sitting posture, he realized that he planned to let the other party refine it, so he could only swallow back what he wanted to say.
Liu Simon's eyes were full of respect.
The loss of the soul will bring many unpredictable consequences. The sect leader has dedicated himself and sacrificed again and again, so it can be seen that he and his wife have a deep relationship, and even... it made him feel strong guilt. The guilt was related to the fact that he had devoted himself to practicing martial arts.
I didn’t regret it until I lost my beloved.
"bite!"
Suddenly, a crisp sound came.
"Success!"
Baili Qianchou excitedly walked to the pill furnace and took out a crystal clear pill.
Jun Changxiao squeezed out a smile on his pale face, then fell back and fainted gloriously.
Dan is done.
People can't do it either.
It’s almost a chapter in refining the elixir, why doesn’t he just die?
…
His soul was severely damaged, and he often fell unconscious from laughter for two days and two nights.
During this period, I had many dreams.
For example, if you lie drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman and wake up to take over the world, you don't want a jade, but you want a murderous sword.
Another example is that when Wuling was young, in the east of the golden market, a white horse with a silver saddle rode in the spring breeze, and the fallen flowers trampled wherever they went, laughing into the Orchid wine shop.
"strangeness."
The system puzzled: "Why is the dream that appears after the host shrinks so strange? It is completely different from before."
indeed.
Jun Changxiao has been acting strangely recently.
He has always been sharp-tongued, but he can't keep up with his head and says things that make people laugh.
Especially when he said that Hua Meigui was his wife in front of everyone. You know, as a leader in the steel industry, he has always tried his best to avoid and escape.
Uninformed readers may guess whether Gou Sheng was taken away from his home? After all, his character is very different from before.
The third day.
Jun Changxiao wakes up.
Because his memory was stuck at the stage of making the elixir, he asked, "Have you given it to her?"
"You should take care of yourself first." The system said: "We have lost a lot of souls and our body is very weak. It will take at least a long time to recover."
This is not a problem.
It has become a habit to use a knife that is difficult to hold back for two years.
"and……"
The system said: "Your alopecia has become serious again..."
By the time he said the last few words, he was already trying hard to hold back his laughter, because his head was shining brightly, as if he had turned into a little novice monk.
"Depend on!"
Jun Changxiao jumped off the bed, saw his own appearance through the bronze mirror, and roared: "The bald guy can't move forward, can he?"
"Crunch!"
The door was pushed open, and the scent of roses wafted first.
Jun Changxiao turned around and saw Hua Meigui walking in, seemingly shrouded in bright light.
Her haggard face has recovered, her black hair is pulled into a bun, her eyebrows are crescent, her eyes are as clear as water, and her face without makeup is as crystal clear as snow jade.
When the fish sinks and the geese fall, the moon is closed and the flowers are ashamed.
Due to cultural restrictions, Jun Changxiao could only think of such idioms to describe appearance.
"There's a problem!"
The system said: "There is definitely something wrong with the host!"