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152 Fairy Waste 13

Uncle Master still stroked his beard and nodded with a smile: "Okay!"

I don’t understand what it means. Anyway, as long as you don’t get angry, that’s fine.

Han Xuan said to his uncle: "Xining and I want to collect medicine from the back of the mountain. I hope my uncle will approve it!"

Uncle Shi pinched his fingers and said, "But, it will be an auspicious day in seven days, so go ahead."

Just go and go, and you can tell by pinching your fingers, it will be seven days. Go back and look at the almanac to see if it is a good day to travel.

Xining was still thinking about one thing: "Uncle, will you give me back the two marrow-cleansing pills?"

Uncle Master smiled and said, "Go get it."

Uncle Shi is really good-tempered. This is also true. The most important thing to avoid when making alchemy is getting upset. If one person is not good at it, the elixir will not only be useless, but also destroy a batch of good medicine, and the furnace may explode.

"Hey!" Xining happily went to the medicine shelf to get the marrow-cleansing pills, just like a miser taking money.

Uncle Zhao couldn't understand: "Why give it to her?" It was useless to eat it. For the first time, others could basically get a spiritual root, but this guy only got to the second level and was still firmly on the fifth spiritual root.

.

Uncle Master stroked his beard and smiled: "This time the pills were spilled and many of them were lost. Since she wants it, it proves that she didn't take it and she should be rewarded."

So it turns out that those missing elixirs can be guessed as to how they were "lost". Someone must have taken the opportunity to steal them secretly.

After Xining heard this, he gave a big thumbs up, recognizing his wise uncle and his noble character! The red scarf on his chest...

Oh, there are no red scarves here.

After taking the medicine, Uncle Shi smiled and said, "If you feel that one pill is not enough, just take two pills together. The effect will be doubled. As long as you can endure the pain."

Xi Ning's eyes lit up. Can he still operate like this?

Uncle Master said slowly: "But this will at most make you a four-spiritual root. You can soak it in the spiritual energy pool and take it. When the dirt is discharged, the spiritual energy will be poured in. It will get twice the result with half the effort, but it will only hurt more!"

One pill almost killed her last time. She was rolling in pain and wanted to hit her head against the wall. This time, she took two pills at the same time and soaked in the cold and bitter spiritual energy pool. The effect was doubled and doubled again.

But just thinking about the pain makes me so happy.

The corner of Xi Ning's mouth twitched slightly: "Thank you, uncle, but I'm still a child. Are you so sure I can survive it?"

Uncle Master stroked his beard, squinted his eyes and smiled: "You can only become a master by enduring hardships. How can you become a three-spirited person if you can't bear this little hardship?"

What, such a hellish torment can only reach three spiritual roots? Thinking about those proud men with single or double spiritual roots, Xi Ning is envious, jealous, and hateful.

"Go tonight!" Xi Ning gritted his teeth and risked his life to complete the task. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. If the pain is over in one go, there is no need to take a pill this time and suffer twice the next time.

Thinking about why the body owner didn't use this method before, he asked: "Uncle Master, is this method definitely effective?"

If it works, there will always be people who risk their lives trying it.

"Oh, I almost forgot about this!" Uncle Master took out a gourd from his wide sleeves and poured out a red pill: "Take it together when the time comes."

Xining thanked him and asked: "Can it reduce the pain?"

"No, it will only increase the pain, but the medicine will be more effective."

Xining...

Are you worried that she will die from the pain?

Uncle Master stroked his long white beard, looked like a Taoist fairy, and said amiably: "Don't worry, the pain will not kill you. Just because it hurts so much, people who have taken one marrow-washing pill rarely take the second pill. You

With such courage, I have given this teaching to you, and I hope you can do it well."

Xining rolled his eyes and asked sincerely: "Uncle Master, is it true that I can't go back on my word now, otherwise it will be embarrassing and contrary to your respect?"

"Hmm~" Uncle Shi smiled and nodded: "You can teach a boy."

Well, I really didn’t have the nerve to refuse.

In this case, after dinner, when the night lights first came on, Xining took three pills to the spiritual energy pool.

I saw a little Taoist priest who had just started practicing Qi standing in the spiritual energy pool. When he saw her coming, he put his hands together and bowed: "Is it Junior Sister Xining?"

Xining returned the gift: "Exactly! Who are you?"

The young Taoist priest replied: "My uncle from the Tianshi Palace sent someone to tell my master that he is here to greet me in the name of my master. Junior sister, feel free to use it. This place belongs to you and no one will disturb you until you leave the seclusion!"

Does this count as practicing in seclusion?

Xi Ning was a little dazed: "Thank you, senior brother, but there is one thing I don't understand. I am not very qualified, so why are you giving me such an important place to practice?"

The little Taoist priest said with some reverence: "Since the founding of the mountain, only two people have achieved such a feat, and the little junior sister is the third person. Such pain is not something ordinary people can endure. I hope the little junior sister will consider it before taking it, otherwise there will be no turning back when shooting. So take it

It’s irreversible.”

Ahem, that’s it. Why do you feel like you’ve been deceived?

"Thank you, senior brother, for the tip." Xining said bitterly. It was an easy task for her.

The little Taoist priest looked at her with an expression as if he were looking at a martyr: "Little sister, please help yourself. If you don't take it, it's okay, no one will laugh at you." After that, he left.

Xi Ning was sitting alone by the cold spiritual energy pool. In his hand were two black and one red pills, three pills. Think about the feeling of pleasure and pain after just taking one pill, and then double it, then double it again, then...

It's unimaginable.

Mo Ming came out at this time: "We should consider drugging the monster king, or blood sacrifice of 108 boys and girls. I will teach you to make a big stone mill, and throw the boys and girls one by one into the hole above. The stone mill

Just ask a few people to push and the blood will be squeezed out without you having to do anything."

Xining...

Just thinking about it makes me realize that this guy is completely dark. If what he says comes true, it will be a complete horror movie.

Mo Ming seemed to be doing it for her own good: "Do you know what is being done outside? The whole fairy mountain is betting on whether you will do it or not."

Xi Ning said expressionlessly: "Oh, what are my uncles and Han Xuan betting on me?"

Needless to say, Su Hanyi definitely dared not do this.

Mo Ming: "Of course they bet on you. That bad old man drew such a big pie for you, but he downplayed the pain just to make you fooled."

Xi Ning said angrily: "Then do you think there is any other way to change the spiritual root? It requires refining the sixth level of Qi. I don't think this body can reach it even after a hundred years of practice."

Mo Ming: "Actually, you don't need to reach the sixth level of Qi Refining, as long as you become an alchemist, you have completed the task!"

What? Xining opened his eyes suddenly. That's not what he said before. Becoming an alchemist is much easier than refining the sixth level of Qi.

Xining thought for a while, picked up three pills, and brought them to his mouth.

"Just become an alchemist." Mo Ming's voice immediately sounded: "You don't need to take the pills. Go back and say that you don't want to refine qi anymore and want to become an alchemist."

Xining sneered: "It hurts me. Why are you so nervous? Will it also affect you?"
Chapter completed!
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