Seven years ago, He Ping, who suffered from the Nine Yins' broken meridians, opened up the world around her by taking Qingjing Liuli Prescription, and to a certain extent mastered the ability to open and close the pores and orifices around her body, thus creating her own pure world.
However, since there was no precedent at that time, everyone could only cross the river by feeling the stones, so He Ping did not use medicine in advance to block the orifices of her body to maximize the effect of Qingjing Liuli Fang.
So there was a seven-year agreement. When the time was right, He Ping could take Qingjing Liuli Fang again and completely eliminate the previous hidden dangers.
This is also the reason why He Ping can say to Shang Jiuge, I can cure your disease.
The two of them had the same disease. He Ping already knew how to cure her own disease, so of course she had the ability to cure Shang Jiuge, who had the same disease, and even said that she could cure Shang Jiuge better.
That's why there is a story about Shang Jiuge being in coma for two days and two nights after drinking, and then spent another three days and three nights trying to live like an ordinary person.
Now everything is ready, all that is left is the east wind, and Huo Ying has arrived with the immortality of the sky, so the last east wind has been late.
But when the east wind came, so did the problems.
In the original seven-year agreement, the agreement was to allocate another square of Qingjing Glaze to He Ping.
Rather than Shang Jiuge.
That's how Fang Bie discussed with Huo Ying, and then Huo Ying refused. After the rejection, Huo Ying took Ning Xia's hand and left, saying that he was helping her check her body, which was actually an excuse.
That's why we had this conversation and all the causes and consequences became clear.
"How many flavors of Qingjing Liuli Fang are there?" Ningxia asked. She thought for a while and then corrected her statement: "How many medicinal materials are there in this world that can be used to prepare Qingjing Liuli Fang?"
"I don't know." Huo Ying shook her head quietly and said, "But if you really want to ask, then I can definitely answer you, not much more."
"At least as far as I know, there are very few."
"Even if they are as powerful as the Huo family, they can only make the first taste of Qing Jing Liuli Fang with all their money. The second taste will have to wait until seven years later."
"Of course there are other medicinal materials in this world that can be used to prepare Qingjing Liuli Fang, but as you can imagine, there aren't many."
Huo Ying spoke softly and spoke quietly.
Ning Xia looked at each other: "So, what are you going to do?"
Huo Ying lowered her head and smiled, then looked up at Ning Xia: "You seem to have made a mistake."
"The one who should think about what to do now is you, not me."
Ningxia was speechless for a moment.
Because Huo Ying is right.
Her matter is actually not serious. Tian Bu Lao has already brought her here, and the last medicinal ingredients for Qingjing Liuli Fang have been gathered.
The next discussion is about the ownership of Qingjing Liulifang.
No matter how you put it, this is a contradiction among the people. As long as it is an internal contradiction, it can be easily resolved.
As for Ningxia, there is no doubt that it is a conflict between ourselves and the enemy.
Therefore, under the premise that Ning Huan may set foot in Middle-earth anytime and anywhere, Ning Xia's choice and judgment become crucial.
"My decision has already been made." Ning Xia said.
"Is there any?" Huo Ying looked at Ning Xia's face and asked lightly.
"And why? You were raised by a miserable old man."
"But I was not born next to Master." Ning Xia looked at Huo Ying and replied softly. "The concepts of raising and being born are not the same."
"And when I came to that person, I was actually nine years old."
"Of course." Ningxia smiled: "I am not as smart or well-read as you are. In fact, before I was nine years old, I was just an ordinary herdsman's daughter. We have our own village, our own fields, and My pastures and livestock are not rich in any case, but I still have enough food and clothing."
"What about now?" Huo Ying couldn't help but ask.
"Now?" Ning Xia asked with a smile, and then shrugged: "Since I was sent to Master later, it is not difficult to imagine what happened there."
"Isn't it normal for villages to be destroyed and residents to be massacred, captured, and sold?"
Ningxia said very calmly.
"Who did it?" Huo Ying asked again.
"Horse thief." Ningxia said simply.
"I know there are many horse thieves in the Western Regions." Huo Ying nodded: "But are the horse thieves who attacked your hometown related to Luo Jiao?"
Huo Ying can see this clearly, because in many places, bandits, pirates, or horse thieves are not professions.
In other words, it is not the main job, but a part-time job.
When necessary, farmers cultivating the land, butchers butchering pigs, even children playing in the mud, and teachers can take up a knife and cover their heads, and they can act as bandits.
After all, in this kind of capitalless business, the ancients would not deceive me even if there were unscrupulous people in remote areas.
However, such ordinary bandits are different from professional bandits.
Since anyone can be a horse thief, there are always some horse thieves who are stronger than you.
They were numerous, skilled in bow and horse, and highly skilled in martial arts. They burned, killed, and looted.
Anyway, anyone who covers their face, mounts a horse and holds a sword is a horse thief. There is no big country in the Western Region that can dominate the world. This is a broken and messy land. If we really want to say it, the Luo Jiao who believes in Wuwei Laomu and the Great Sun Ming King rules the Western Region. The largest force, this somewhat mysterious and unclear religion is both Buddhist and Taoist, but they do not worship Buddha or the Three Pure Ones, and they act like a heretic.
But the reason why heretics are heretics is because they are not strong enough.
If the heresy is strong enough, it will become unquestionable orthodoxy.
From this perspective, Luo Jiao is surprisingly powerful.
Luo Jiao covers the Central and Western Regions and overseas areas. The total number of believers around Tianzhu exceeds 10 million, a large number of temples and churches, well-organized, and abundant military force. In a sense, the reason why there is no unified and powerful country in the Western Regions is that It is because of the existence of Luo Jiao.
"I don't know." Ning Xia was interrupted by Huo Ying halfway through her sentence: "You lied."
Ningxia was silent: "I really don't know."
"Do you not want to know, or do you not want me to know?" Huo Ying looked at Ning Xia and asked.
"Or, let us take a step back." Huo Ying looked at Ning Xia and asked calmly: "Did you survive the attack of the horse thieves because of chance? Or because of necessity?"
"What does Hei Wu have to do with you? He practices the Luo Jiao's Black Sky Demonic Technique. This is a technique that only a few people are qualified to practice."
"The miserable old man Ning Huan thinks very highly of himself. How did you become his disciple? You know how licentious the exercises he practiced are, but now you are still a virgin? Why is this?"
Huo Ying pressed her questions one by one.
The words are calm.
But Ningxia was speechless for a while.
"You now."
Huo Ying said quietly: "How can I trust you?"
PS: Believe me, I also wanted to speed up the pace, but they didn’t finish chatting, and they really didn’t finish chatting this time.
I've actually skipped a lot of plot points, but I still haven't finished talking ==
