The Taoist Priest with a grimace hurriedly called He Siniang, and quickly removed the fine wax that sealed the lid. Then he rubbed the lid a few times with his skill, and then opened the eight-treasure box with a strong force.
There was a round object the size of a pigeon egg placed alone in the eight-treasure box. It was round and black in color, and the outermost layer was covered with a thin layer of white wax. It looked like a pill, and He Si came over. When my mother saw this object, she immediately became happy and said, "Where did the Taoist master find it? Isn't this the elixir left in the alchemy field?"
The Taoist priest with a grimace pointed at the short cabinet beside him, and then replied: "Put it in this cabinet. The lock plate is straight. The poor Taoist thought it might be an object, so he opened the cabinet and took a look. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be this thing."
"Great! I know that those warlocks won't get nothing back then. This must be..."
"What is it? Siniang doesn't think this is the elixir of immortality, right?" The Taoist priest with a grimace raised his eyes and looked at He Siniang.
"That doesn't mean... there is really a pill of immortality. Zhao Buxiang has already taken it by himself, so how could it be locked in the cabinet."
"It's good if you think so." The Taoist Priest with a grimace knew that Mrs. Qi from Jinyuefu was obsessed with the art of immortality, and the Jiling girls in the sect must have been brainwashed to some extent, even He Siniang was the one who started talking to her. At that time, he also showed great interest in immortality elixirs. He must nip He Siniang's idea in the bud, so he said: "I often witness Taoists refining elixirs, which are often mixed with poisons such as arsenic." , I don’t know if the elixir I made can lead to immortality. If you want to burp, you must be one step ahead. Si Niang, you must not believe in this. We are still young, so don’t keep thinking about those unrealistic things."
"Oh, Taoist priest, what are you talking about? I don't think this is an elixir, but I think this may be the antidote to the poison that I'm looking for on this trip."
"Oh, that's because Pindao misunderstood you, but Pindao also had the same idea as you at first, but then he thought about it, did Zhao Ouxiang lock the three antidotes in the cabinet so solemnly?"
"Perhaps Zhao Buxiang didn't recognize this thing and thought it was some kind of valuable elixir, so he kept it as a treasure."
"Zhao Buxiang doesn't know this thing, but Si Niang, you don't know the poison in your body, either?" The Taoist priest with a grimace shook the eight treasure box in his hand and said, "I see you are always speculating, but the elixir is It's right in front of you, you can give me a sure idea if it's what you're looking for."
"Actually, I have never seen what the poison antidote looks like..."
"What?!" The grim-faced Taoist priest almost ducked when he heard this, and said with glaring eyes: "Going into the valley to find the antidote is a matter of your life, but you don't even know what the antidote looks like?!"
He Siniang said aggrievedly: "Old lady Qi bewitched us to control us, so how could she reveal the information about the antidote... I was also desperate, so I decided to go to the Tomb of King Hui to have a try..."
"But wouldn't this be embarrassing? None of the three of us knows the antidote. This thing has been left for hundreds of years. I don't know what the medicine has become. Do you dare to take it if it is really given to you?"
"I dare you."
"You tiger, you let Lao Qi get infected and you dare to eat anything? That's all. I found a few pills and finally got a little more hope. Pindao remembers that the effect of your butterfly Gu last time can last for one or two. Months, right?"
He Siniang nodded, and the Taoist priest with a grimace added: "Then don't worry, wait until you go out and find an expert to evaluate it."
"The Taoist Master still has some old acquaintances with elixirs in the world? If an expert can identify it, then you can relax."
"Pindao has a lot of old acquaintances in the world, but there are few who don't want to chase after Pindao. However, Pindao heard that the Taoist Bianshan faction in the Mushroom Sect is best at developing various elixirs. Let's go find him. We are traveling together, how can we help with this, right? If it doesn’t work, we have three pills, so I’ll give them one as a reward. If it doesn’t work, I’ll have to let Lao Qi do it hard.”
"This...I will listen to the arrangement of the Taoist Master. If the poison can be cured smoothly this time, I will join forces with the Taoist Master Qi from all over the world in the future, and together we will make a name for ourselves in the Mushroom Gate."
"Hey, Si Niang, you should remember what you said. The antidote to the poison is a small matter. If it doesn't work, we can still get it from Mrs. Qi. But it will be a big deal if Si Niang can join forces in the future. If the three of us join forces, , I’m not bragging about it, I just don’t pay attention to any of the twelve sects in the "Shaling Tomb Book", not to mention the mushroom sect, all the thieves sects must have my name."
The grimace Taoist priest could not have imagined that he had unknowingly regarded He Siniang as one of his own, and this kind of care, intentional or unintentional, also moved He Siniang silently. At this point, the three-person team could be regarded as a truly united team. Together, the three of them, a descendant of the immortal family's Taibao, a girl in need, and the fallen leader of Xieling, accidentally painted a colorful stroke on the Mushroom Gate, and this stroke of ink The impact was so profound that it is still influencing several young people more than a thousand years later.
The grim-faced Taoist screwed the lid of the eight-treasure box on and handed it to He Siniang. He warned, "Siniang, you should take this thing with you. I always feel uneasy with it."
He Siniang didn't refuse, she took the eight-treasure box and stuffed it into her arms and put it away. At this time, the grimace Taoist looked at Luo Laoqi's position and found that the fool had already filtered around the hall, watching the backpack go by. The arrival was getting louder, so he and He Siniang hurried to meet him, fearing that their backpacks would be full later.
Luo Laoqi was also very discerning this time. He didn't even look at the silver or bronze, and just held on to the pearls and jade. However, he looked at the treasure like a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law. Seeing how hard he was pretending, he quickly stopped him and said, "Aren't you going to do anything else? There's no room for any more backpacks, so stop now."
Luo Laoqi turned around and saw the deflated backpacks of the grimace Taoist priest and He Siniang. He asked curiously: "How come the bags are still deflated after you two walked around for a while? Sajiadu..." Before Luo Laoqi finished speaking, there was only Hearing a roar, the ground of the stone palace shook immediately. The three of them hurriedly lowered themselves to stabilize their postures, but the shaking stopped after just a moment. The three of them waited for a while, and saw that the surroundings had returned to silence. Luo Laoqi then said: "What happened just now? Was there an earthquake?"
The grim-faced Taoist priest looked up at the roof of the temple, but did not find any debris falling off. He knew that there had been an earthquake here a while ago, and it would not be unusual for the three of them to experience an aftershock, so he said: "It might be an earthquake. It may also be a chain reaction after the upper soul-inducing array was broken, but it is not a good sign. Pindao also said before that the feng shui situation here has changed from good to bad. The longer the time goes by, the greater the variables in the tomb. Pindao looks at us. We can no longer search from floor to floor. Now we go straight to the bottom floor. There must be Zhao Jiuxiang's coffin there. He will definitely bring any valuables with him. Let's go to his lair first. We’ll start cooking on the sixth floor when we get back.”
