The onlookers were all excited. They could get a pill by working hard for the master. Who wouldn’t want to do this business? The overseas islands are rich in products, but there are very few alchemists. Unless they rely on the big countries such as Rakshasa and Yaksha to support the golden immortals and make great contributions, they can get a share of the profits. Most casual cultivators in small countries are stretched thin, and one pill needs to be broken into eight. Use the valve, wishing you could squeeze out every ounce of medicinal power. With Jiumozi taking the lead, brave monks soon came forward and offered themselves up with a stern look on their faces. Shen Yuanqiong did not refuse anyone who came, and ordered them to go down to the "Flesh and Flesh Well" to dig out flesh and blood in exchange. Depending on how much they got, he would give pills as appropriate. medicine. .
On that day, Qingjingzi volunteered to go to sea with Mi and his wife, and gave all the remaining medicinal materials in the bag to Bixiazi to use as ship fare. Hu Kuidou also filled the cabin with medicinal materials for the immortal master to enjoy. With nothing to do, Bixiazi made alchemy casually. The ship was bumpy and there was no alchemy furnace at hand. She didn't even think about "Dong Xuan Ling Bao Dan". After a lot of effort, she only made seven "Purple Gold Dan". ”, and the rest are just a bunch of low-quality miscellaneous items.
Bixiazi is the direct disciple of Jiutian Xuannv. The motley things in her eyes are not ordinary, but to overseas monks, they are rare treasures. Jiumozi took advantage of Shen Yuanqiong's horse bones market, but the remaining monks were not so lucky. He slowly roasted the flesh until it was half-cooked, took a big bite, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. , the breath came out vigorously, and his eyes were stained with a faint blood red. Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, as if being stared at by a wild beast, they involuntarily took a few steps back and were extremely careful.
Shen Yuanqiong took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, squeezed the neck of the bottle and tilted it, dozens of large and small pills fell to the ground, and said: "I went to the well to get flesh and blood in exchange for some pills as a reward. First, First come first served." He always felt that there was something fishy about that well, so he didn't want to get involved too deeply, and would rather have more hands on it. The real masters were unmoved and continued to watch with cold eyes. Those who rushed forward were all the low-level monks who were suffering. When they saw Jiumozi sitting cross-legged in meditation, with a cloud of white air on his head, and going all out to refine the medicine, they already had the upper hand, and their minds were burning. , all the people agreed, and threw themselves into the "well of flesh and blood" in groups.
Although Jiumozi was a casual cultivator, his Taoism was quite impressive, and he had the help of magic weapons, but it still took a lot of effort to take out a piece of flesh and blood. Those monks had an unstable foundation and lack of means, so they tried their best to achieve nothing. Without the flesh and blood at the bottom of the well, they worked hard for a while, but only a few people achieved anything. Shen Yuanqiong did not break his promise, leaving behind flesh and blood, and giving pills as appropriate. Those monks who had made benefits were also human beings, and would never go far for fear of being jealous and robbed. They followed suit and found a place downwind to cross their legs. Sit down, swallow the elixir into your belly, and let your luck refine the potency.
Master Lu, the master of the Yasha Kingdom, looked at him silently for a long time, but never came close. In his eyes, Shen Yuanqiong's aura was secretive, he ate meat like a demon, and the demonic aura behind him was twisted and uncertain, and there were all kinds of strange phenomena, unheard of and unseen, which made him Feeling deeply afraid. He pondered for a long time, quietly called a close disciple, gave some instructions, and gave him a magic weapon, which was shaped like a sharp blade with a serrated edge, and was called "cutting the knife". The disciple was brave and careful. He sneaked into the crowd and went deep into the "well of flesh and blood". He secretly activated the treasure, and the saw teeth moved around and cut into the flesh. He dug out a fist-sized piece and put it in his sleeve, avoiding the attention of everyone. , quietly delivered to Master.
Shen Yuanqiong had no intention of monopolizing the "Flesh and Flesh Well", nor did he care about the secret manipulations of others, plucking the hair of the geese and intercepting one or two without authorization. Humans are the spirit of all things, and the body is a raft to cross the world. They are born with the Dao and get twice the result with half the effort. However, they have also lost the beast instinct of devouring flesh and blood to improve their cultivation. For monks, monster flesh and blood is just a fresh taste, and most of them are harmful rather than helpful. Only by using the hands of an alchemist to make elixirs, with the help of emperors and ministers, and the harmony of yin and yang, can it be helpful for practice. It can be seen from this that the "prey technique" is extraordinary. The two tribes of humans and monsters have a very poisonous and tonic food, which is all the food for his practice. He does not need to waste any time and can just swallow it. This "flesh and blood well" is enough for him. Reborn, he soared into the sky, leaving behind all the geniuses and geniuses who were born to cultivate Taoism!
The demonic aura was as fierce as a torch, soaring straight into the sky. Master Lu withdrew his gaze and stared at the mass of flesh and blood in his palm. The aura of blood was pungent to his nose, making him feel slightly uncomfortable. A thought suddenly broke into my mind and lingered. The Rakshasa Kingdom did not need to attack the Yasha Kingdom at all. The blood sacrifice city collected blood energy. This "flesh and blood well" on the desert island was what the blood energy ancestor really needed! Master Lu sighed, everything was too late. The war to destroy the country swept across the overseas islands. Both sides fired real fire. There was no turning back when they opened their bows. Even if the bloody ancestor suddenly changed his mind at this moment and fought in the
The troops on the front line could not stop immediately.
He cut off a piece of flesh and blood with the "cutting cut", brought it to his mouth and chewed it slowly. After tasting the taste, his eyebrows rose up unconsciously, and he turned his head and spit it aside. The demon blood and demon meat contained a lot of poison. My mouth and tongue were slightly numb, and I felt a vague sting like needles. I was afraid that there would be something wrong if I swallowed it forcefully. Master Lu ordered his disciples to light a bonfire and roast the flesh and blood until it was fragrant and brown. He took another bite and found that the taste of the cooked meat was much better, and most of the poisonous substances were removed. The remaining bit would not be a disaster. Later disciples could eat this meat. , maybe it can restore some vitality, but it is a drop in the bucket and has no effect on him. Why does the man named Mi keep eating one piece after another? Is it possible that he practices blood magic and can benefit from it?
Master Lu was puzzled.
Shen Yuanqiong had a lot of variegated elixirs on hand, which attracted lower-level monks to rush around to dig out his flesh and blood. Suddenly, more than ten days later, the "well of flesh and blood" was dug deeper and deeper, even more than a hundred feet deep into the ground. The flesh and blood were completely gone, and no trace of it could be found anymore. There was only a pool of blood at the bottom of the well, as thick as silt and corrosive. All things and magical treasures are contaminated even a little bit, and the spirituality is greatly lost, and there is no way to start.
Everyone did not dare to make a mistake, so they discussed with each other and recommended Jiumozi to advise their master. It was not that they did not try their best, but that they were really helpless. After hearing what Jiumozi said, Shen Yuanqiong thought deeply. He waved his sleeves and ordered the others to retreat. He secretly called Bixiazi and ordered her to release the Nine Heavens Xuannv and go down to the "Fish and Flesh Well" to explore. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears these days, Xuannv hid in a slip of the world. She had stopped eating blood and was very hungry. She finally got a chance to come out to let out some wind. She plunged into the bottom of the well and hovered above the bloody water for a long time. She took a careful sip and her face suddenly turned red. , almost bleeding.
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement from Xuannv. Bixiazi couldn't help but feel a little worried. When she went to the well to take a look, Shen Yuanqiong stretched out his hand to hold her and shook his head slightly. He noticed the evil spirit in the "Flesh and Flesh Well". It was turbulent, as if something was disturbed and slowly woke up from its deep sleep. Unknowingly, the demonic energy soaring into the sky gradually retracted into the well, and a faint moan of ecstasy and bone-crushing sound sounded, stirring up the soul, making the listeners' bones soft and tender, as if they were intoxicated.
