The Nourishing Heart Pill is a spiritual pill that nourishes the heart. It is the most common type of spiritual pill, and many casual alchemists can refine it. Liu Xiaolou had also seen this kind of elixir. One day two years ago, the teacher came back injured and asked him to buy it at the market in the town. As expected, he bought it for two yuan for a heart-nourishing elixir. Spiritual stone.
At such a price, it is also the cheapest among all kinds of elixirs.
Of course, even the cheapest elixir is not easily affordable. Liu Xiaolou spent his own spiritual stones to buy them, and of course he was reluctant to part with them, but Mr. Xing De had them, and there were two spiritual stones lying in his sack.
He said angrily to Mr. Xing De: "Didn't you let me go? Do you want the Heart Nourishing Pill or let me go? If I let me go, you will just wait to die!"
Feeling disgusted, Liu Xiaolou hurried down the mountain and rushed to Tianmen Shanfang City, a hundred miles away, at night. He looked for a store called "Chunhuafang" and went in to ask. Sure enough, there was a heart-nourishing pill in the store, but the price was three A spiritual stone!
Liu Xiaolou thought the price was high and went to five stores in a row. Three of them had the heart-raising pill in stock, and the other two had to wait three to five days. Of course, the price was the same as three spiritual stones.
Liu Xiaolou couldn't negotiate the price, and the shopkeepers and clerks of several shops didn't seem to have any intention of negotiating the price with him. After coming out of the sixth shop, he couldn't help but feel confused: Do he really have to put a piece of spiritual stone into it? Or let Mr. Xing De pay compensation to himself in the future? However, because of Xing Dejun's irresponsible nature, it may be difficult for him to repay. At most, he would put the debt on the refining array plate? But in this case, wouldn’t he suffer a huge loss? I saved his life, so he shouldn't have spent any more spiritual stones to refine the formation disk.
While he was hesitating, someone suddenly whispered from behind him: "Brother, are you buying a heart-nourishing pill?"
Liu Xiaolou turned around and saw a wretched man wearing a bamboo hat talking to him, but his eyes were watching the people coming and going in the street, wandering.
Liu Xiaolou was very familiar with this way of doing things. Isn't it the same trick that the heroes of Wulong Mountain played?
So he shook his head, didn't want to pay attention, and planned to hide away.
But the wretched man followed closely behind him and continued: "One spiritual stone at a time."
Seeing him sticking to his back like a dog-skin plaster, Liu Xiaolou became impatient and directly exposed him: "Brother, if you want to get fake goods to deceive people, you have found the wrong person..."
The other party immediately said: "Inspect the goods first and then collect the spirit stones."
Liu Xiaolou sneered: "Find a secluded place to sap?"
The other party said again: "Just inspect the goods here."
Liu Xiaolou sighed: "Brother, who knows what the hell you are testing me for? What kind of fragrance or medicine? How many steps does your product take?"
The other party was startled, with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, you know what you do...Don't worry, Your Majesty..." After saying that, he took three big steps back, leaving a safe distance, and pulled a small The bottle was thrown over: "Your Majesty, please take your time and look at it. By the way, you can hold your breath."
Liu Xiaolou subconsciously took the bottle and looked around. This place was a bustling and lively place in the city. There was an endless flow of people, and occasionally there were monks sent by unknown major sects to patrol, watching every passerby vigilantly.
Really unable to think of what else to do, Liu Xiaolou turned his head several times, held his breath, and carefully opened the bottle.
Lying in the bottle was a round elixir glowing with dark red light.
With a thought in his mind, he poured the elixir into the palm of his hand, shook it and rolled it gently, and found that the color was exactly the same as the heart-nourishing elixir he bought back then.
He let go and breathed a little, and a quiet and spicy fragrance entered his nose, making him almost sneeze.
As a descendant of Sanxuanmen, Liu Xiaolou is definitely an expert in playing with incense. The Sanxuanmen cultivation techniques are extremely sensitive to smells and have extremely strong discrimination. He dare not say that he is the best in the world, or even the best among all thorns. The land of Hunan is almost the same as the one in western Hunan. The technique is slightly circulated at the tip of the nose, and the characteristics of this aroma are immediately recognized - it is the heart-nourishing pill I bought before!
Dan is right, but why is the price so low?
"Where did your elixir... come from?" Liu Xiaolou was worried that it was some kind of dirty product, or even the elixir from a large sect store in this city. It came from an erroneous way. Accepting it rashly might cause trouble. Come to trouble.
The other party smiled and approached again, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is indeed a member of the same sect. To be honest, this elixir comes from Miaofeng Mountain and is made by the great alchemist of Miaofeng Dan Sect. Its efficacy is not inferior to that of other major sects."
"Miaofeng Dan Sect?" Liu Xiaolou was very confused. It seemed that there was no such sect among the sects occupying the Cave Heaven Paradise.
The other party chuckled and said: "The alchemist has profound cultivation and superb alchemy skills, but his reputation is not well known. If you need me in the future, you can come to me again. I am permanently stationed in Tianmen Shanfang City, so it is easy to find me."
Liu Xiaolou nodded: "Brother, what is your surname?"
The other party held up his hand and said, "I'm Yan Sanfei. What's your surname?"
Liu Xiaolou said vaguely: "My surname is Liu."
So the two parties concluded a deal. Xing Dejun was seriously injured, and he didn't know if one heart-nourishing pill was enough, so Liu Xiaolou bought two pills and used both of Xing Dejun's spiritual stones in his bag.
After buying the heart-nourishing pill, Liu Xiaolou didn't stop for a moment and hurriedly walked hundreds of miles back to Xingde Temple in the middle of the night.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw Xing Dejun lying under the bed, his face was as white as paper, he was unconscious, and he didn't know when he fell.
He quickly helped him to bed and checked his pulse again, only to find that his pulse was extremely weak. The real energy that had previously blocked his detection was scattered and sealed in the Yuan pools at various acupoints, and could no longer be gathered. The situation was very dangerous.
He took out a Heart-Nourishing Pill, forced it into Mr. Xingde's mouth, used techniques to make him swallow it, and then sent a stream of true energy into his body, sending every trace of the medicinal power contained in the Heart-Nourishing Pill to his heart veins.
As expected, one heart-nourishing pill was not enough, so in the middle of the night, Liu Xiaolou had to give him another one to take, and he tossed it until dawn.
After he regained consciousness, he sat down and did the exercises on his own. At this point, Liu Xiaolou stopped and stopped doing the exercises to help him heal his injuries, but he was already very tired.
After this night, Liu Xiaolou had a thorough understanding of Xing Dejun's cultivation. He knew that Xing Dejun had opened up the three yang of the hand, the three yin of the hand, the three yang of the foot and the tai yin of the three yin of the foot, a total of ten meridians. The foot Jueyin meridian that is being practiced has also opened up most of the acupoints, leaving only seven acupoints that have not been opened.
Although he has not reached the tenth level of Qi refining, he is already at the ninth level of Qi refining, a complete master!
I wonder what kind of loss a master like him suffered and was so seriously injured? I guess it must have been done by a foundation-building master, right?
But it’s hard to say. The strength of fighting skills is not necessarily closely related to the level of cultivation. If you provoke a disciple of a famous sect, even if the opponent’s cultivation level is less than the ninth level, as long as he has the blessing of high-level magical weapons and spiritual elixirs, Lord Xing De This loss is certain - I haven't seen him have any great treasures yet.
On this day, Xing Dejun finally got out of bed, looked at Liu Xiaolou and said, "I want to eat meat, fresh meat."
