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The Aoki Holy Body can induce the birth of elixirs and has miraculous healing effects. If someone with evil intentions knows about it, he will probably have evil intentions immediately. After all, how many people work hard or fight, sometimes just to compete for a piece of it?
It's just a panacea.
Hearing the news, he chuckled, and did not say yes or no, but said: "Okay, now tell me about your choice. Well, you choose it yourself, I won't force you."
Liu Qinghuan smiled and said: "Haha, thank you so much for your generosity, senior!"
Wen Dao didn't seem to hear his sarcasm, Shi Shiran smiled and said: "Ha, you are right, I have always been very generous."
Liu Qinghuan finally couldn't help but rolled his eyes and muttered: "I don't know who gave me a mandatory oath back then..."
Looking at the jade slips and storage bags lying quietly in front of him, I have to say that Wen Dao has caught his Achilles heel. It is rare to see in the world a pill recipe with heaven-defying effects, five kinds of pills above the earth level.
The elixir seeds were indeed very attractive to him.
Moreover, Wen Dao didn't really give him a choice!
Liu Qinghuan simply broke the jar and smashed it, and he knew it was the Aoki Holy Body anyway.
Leaning back on the chair, he said directly: "It's not impossible for me to refine the Nirvana Pill, but I'm going to say something ugly first. This method is so unbelievable. It's already difficult to refine, but it's still difficult."
If there is a missing part, it would be impossible to complete it, so I cannot guarantee that I will be able to do it."
Hearing that, his face turned darker, and it took him a long time before he reluctantly nodded: "Well, you just need to do your best."
"Therefore, I can't guarantee how long it will take. I don't have much free time on weekdays. Especially recently, I have a lot of things to do, so it's impossible to focus all my energy on studying the elixir. Of course, I promise
As long as time allows, I will do my best.”
Facing his extravagant advances, Wen Dao had the urge to grit his teeth: "Have you finished talking?"
Liu Qinghuan really thought about it again and said: "Senior, if you want me to make a vow, you must also swear it yourself. Promise not to reveal my physique to others in any form; Promise that when I study elixirs for you
Fang, while you are refining the Nirvana Pill, please do not take the initiative to threaten me with force or harm me, so that I can rest assured."
Wen Dao said in a solemn tone: "Why don't you just say that I won't be able to kill you in the rest of my life?"
Liu Qinghuan pretended to be surprised and said: "So you have so little confidence in me! Do you think that I will never be able to complete the elixir in my life? Then why do you ask me for help?"
Wen Dao stared at him with a sullen face, his aura gradually rising, as if he was going to reach out and strangle him to death in the next moment!
Liu Qinghuan felt uneasy, but he still said in a generous manner: "Senior, my sect is right next door! If you don't agree to these conditions, then we can't continue."
He immediately changed into a bitter melon look and said: "Do you still remember the last time? You tricked me so badly! At that time, I was only in the foundation building stage, but I wanted to kill a Nascent Soul monk within two hundred years, and I almost died.
Being forcibly obliterated by the oath..."
While pouring out the bitter water, he secretly paid attention to Wen Dao's expression. Seeing that the other person's face slowly relaxed a little, his heart that was beating so nervously finally stopped.
"Five hundred years, I will give you five hundred years." Finally, Wen Dao said: "After five hundred years, the oath between both parties will be cancelled."
Liu Qinghuan swallowed the protest that rushed into his throat and chuckled: "Deal!"
The two reached an agreement and each swore an oath. Wen Dao probably didn't want to see him again, so he turned around and left as soon as the matter was over, disappearing from Liu Qinghuan's eyes in the blink of an eye.
Liu Qinghuan was so proud that he wanted to jump up and cheer: He finally managed to win back a victory over this old demon, it was so happy!
He looked next door, only to find that Yun Yi had already left, so he didn't worry anymore. He just wandered all the way down the mountain and wandered around the city for a long time, buying some common spiritual materials and miscellaneous things he needed.
After that, he found a restaurant and ordered a jug of wine and some food, just to celebrate the hard-won victory.
The restaurant was very lively, and many people were still talking about the gathering of monks in Jiuxiao City. Liu Qinghuan was amused by all kinds of bizarre or shocking speculations, but no one really guessed the point.
Thinking of what would happen to these people if they knew about Wanhu Realm, Liu Qinghuan sighed, and his high interest calmed down a lot.
As he was sipping a small drink leisurely, his eyes inadvertently glanced across the way, and the cup he was about to put in his mouth suddenly stopped.
I saw a male cultivator sitting sideways in the corner several tables away from him. He looked to be in his twenties, and the profile of his face showed the kind of ordinary appearance that you wouldn't find in a crowd.
, was chatting in a low voice with the woman sitting opposite.
There was a faint light surrounding the two people, which was the faint light emitted by the soundproof cover.
What caught Liu Qinghuan's attention was the male cultivator's hand hanging by his side, with two short grass stems wrapped around it.
This man was obviously very good at playing with grass stems. His fingers were nimble, and with just a slight movement, the soft grass stems flew back and forth between his fingers like butterflies flying through flowers.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes became more and more solemn, and he slowly put down his wine glass.
He has only seen one person in his life who can play with grass stems so smoothly, even the techniques and habits are exactly the same, and that is the Bu family of Guice City in the Yin-Moon Blood Realm!
However, why is Bu Xi here?
Or is it all just a coincidence?
Temporarily withdrawing his gaze, Liu Qinghuan lowered his eyes slightly, but released an extremely weak ray of consciousness, which returned at the slightest touch!
Sure enough, the other party's true cultivation level could not be detected at all, and something blocked his consciousness.
However, this little temptation obviously alarmed the other party. The man turned around and swept across the almost full restaurant quietly. When he passed Liu Qinghuan, he paused imperceptibly.
Liu Qinghuan did not use any magic weapon to change his appearance at this time. He lowered his head, stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a peanut.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Out of the corner of his eye, the male cultivator retracted his hand hanging by his side, turned around and said something to the woman. After a while, the two stood up and walked out.
Liu Qinghuan frowned and stood up before the two of them disappeared around the corner. When he walked out of the restaurant, his appearance had changed, turning into a middle-aged man with gray hair and a weathered face.
Following the trail, I saw the two people going directly to the city gate and soon leaving the city.
Going out of the city is actually easier for Liu Qinghuan to follow. Donghua Prefecture has beautiful mountains and clear waters and lush vegetation, making it a good place to use Wood Escape.
He discerned the direction and found that the opponent was heading east, and his speed was getting faster and faster. Soon he reached a speed that could only be achieved by monks above Nascent Soul.
Liu Qinghuan's heart sank. All signs showed that these two people were acting extremely suspiciously, and the possibility of divination was getting higher and higher.
Could it be that Bu Xi deliberately sneaked into Yunmengze just like he did before? What was his purpose, and why did he appear near the Wenshi sect so coincidentally?
Thinking of the past, Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.
If he and Bu were not on opposite sides, they might have become friends. However, the opening of Shuoshan's ghost gate that year completely shattered this possibility.
Thinking of this, Liu Qinghuan's heart was suddenly shocked, and his body stopped suddenly!
When he found that the person in front of him who had been moving so fast also stopped, a bad shadow came to his mind, and he turned around and ran back.
But a blazing white beam of light descended from the head, and a cold atmosphere like moonlight enveloped dozens of miles around, making the midday sun feel a bit chilly.
Liu Qinghuan flew out and took a few steps into the sky. He heard the grass below where he had just been hiding being hit by white light. Mud water splashed and grass clippings flew. Countless birds resting on the beach were frightened, but they did not fly yet.
He was in the air, but his body stiffened and he fell into the muddy water again.
"Hahaha, Zhang Qingfeng, fellow Daoist Zhang! You and I haven't seen each other for many years, and we haven't caught up with each other yet, so why are we leaving in such a hurry?"