After more than two months, Si Yuan finally incorporated the Taoist Technique Chaos Devouring into his control of the Ten Thousand Phases Fate Seal.
Transform it into one of your own passive spell talents.
"Finally... I have successfully gained the power to protect myself!" Si Yuan instinctively stretched, his face full of comfort: "Now, even when performing the Swift Wind Sword Technique, there will still be that inexplicable urge to move forward."
"I'm not afraid of capsizing in the gutter either."
"Also, when facing potential threats from the Yin Yang Family, I can barely protect myself. I can feel more confident about cooperating with Wei Yong and packaging myself."
"I just don't know if that old guy will really keep his promise?"
Thinking of Wei Yong, Si Yuan knew that the other party had sent people to urge him several times.
Apparently he is almost ready.
"Now, it's time to officially start cooperation with Wei Yong."
"But before that, I have to try the actual effect of Chaos Swallowing Life Seal myself first, so that I can have a good idea."
Si Yuan walked out of the secret room.
When he came into the room, he turned to look at the lamps placed on the table.
The lights are burning and the flames are jumping.
The small flame, which was not too violent and bright, brought light to the inside of the room.
He came to the wooden table, lifted up his right sleeve, then put his arm on the flame and let it burn.
"You don't seem to feel anything?"
Si Yuan hesitated for a moment and decided to let the fire burn for a while longer.
After a long time.
When the scorching burning of the candle flame finally reached his own normal endurance limit and gradually showed signs of damaging his own skin.
The new passive spell talent Chaos Devour will be triggered by itself.
Almost at the same moment.
The energy belonging to the flame is absorbed by the Chaos Devouring Life Seal, and then transformed into the most primitive energy by itself.
In turn, it nourishes and warms his body and soul.
"The improvement in temperature and maintenance is very small, almost unnoticeable."
"Of course it's also possible that the energy of the wick is too low."
After some simple experiments.
Si Yuan has figured out how to use the new passive spell talent Chaos Devour.
"As long as my body and soul experience negative effects due to external alien energy, they will trigger and activate on their own, simultaneously absorbing and transforming the negative alien energy."
"Transform it into beneficial energy that warms and nourishes my body and soul."
"If not, it will become silent on its own."
"This is indeed very consistent with the dormant life instinct of the tardigrade."
Take a quick shower again.
Si Yuan changed into clean and brand-new Wei aristocratic clothes, quietly left his mansion and headed towards Da Sikong's mansion.
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Inside the reception hall of Dasikong Mansion.
Wei Yong looked at Si Yuan who appeared here with a somewhat unkind look on his face.
"I thought you didn't want to do it anymore."
"Don't be anxious, Sir. Only if both of us are fully prepared can this plan succeed and make the king believe it."
"Only if the king believes that Da Sikong and I can jointly plan, we can each get what we need." Si Yuan sat down, looked at Wei Yong, and said with a calm smile: "In order to make the plan successful, during this period of time, I
I specially prepared something."
"What kind of item can guarantee you to become a sage with double eyes?" Wei Yong couldn't help but asked curiously.
Hear Wei Yong's words.
Si Yuan gently raised his right hand to signal Wei Yong to lower his voice.
"This item can prolong the lives of the king, many civil and military ministers, and even the people of Wei."
"Live longer and be healthier."
"At the same time, it is a necessity for everyone's survival."
"What?" When Wei Yong heard this, he stood up in shock and looked at Si Yuan, his eyes eager but full of desire and surprise: "Are you really sure that we can extend our lives?"
"This is natural. Otherwise, I wouldn't have spent such a long time preparing."
Si Yuan nodded in response and admitted immediately.
He looked at Wei Yong and warned seriously: "Long sleepless nights and many dreams will lead to accidents and variables. Da Sikong might as well start the plan in the morning tomorrow."
"Presumably Da Sikong also wants to prolong his life and live for a while longer."
"You take out the things first and let me take a look at them." Wei Yong pretended to be calm and said.
But his slightly eager and trembling tone had revealed the desire in his heart.
"This old guy is so afraid of death." Si Yuan's spiritual thoughts swept away, and he could naturally sense that there were many good people hiding in the secret, specially designed to protect Wei Yong.
He once again suppressed the idea of taking action directly.
Instead, he continued to use strategies and cooperation for interests. The premise was that Wei Yong could satisfy his deliberate temptation this time.
"If it's not suitable, we can only get rid of it..."
Si Yuan thought to himself.
He looked at Wei Yong, who was anxious but pretended to be calm, his expression unchanged.
He reached out and took out a small white jade bottle from his arms, and threw it towards Wei Yong, who caught it smoothly.
"The things inside are the preparations I have made during this period."
"Huh?" Out of caution, Wei Yong did not point the mouth of the bottle at himself, but moved away from himself and pointed the mouth of the bottle outward.
Then carefully remove the cork from the bottle.
Seeing that nothing happened, he felt a little relieved.
"There is salt in it, Da Sikong can rest assured." Si Yuan took the initiative to tell the answer, and then added: "If Da Sikong is not convinced, you can order someone to try it."
"Salt? How is it related to longevity?" Wei Yong was puzzled. He tilted the mouth of the bottle slightly and poured a little on the wooden table in front of him.
Suddenly, I discovered that the salt given by Si Yuan was as pure white as snow.
It is very different from the salt I eat every day.
"You said...this is salt?"
"Of course, this is refined salt." Si Yuan used it as a test, and without hesitation gave a brief explanation to Wei Yong, saying: "The salt we eat every day actually contains chronic poisons that are difficult to remove."
"If consumed over a long period of time, the chronic poison will accumulate in the human body and eventually kill the person."
"On the surface, it looks like I have some strange disease."
"But refined salt is different. Chronic poisons are deliberately separated from it, and only the useful parts are retained. If consumed in this way, no chronic poisons will accumulate in the human body."
"Wouldn't it be possible to prolong life and avoid all kinds of diseases?"
Seeing the suspicious look on Wei Yong's face, Si Yuan smiled calmly and said, "If Da Sikong doesn't believe it, you can send the cook from your house to try it."
"People who cook often can naturally tell whether it is salt or not."
Wei Yong had no expression on his face and directly ordered to go down and call the cook in the house.
There was no long wait.
A middle-aged man who looked a little greasy and fat walked into the room and saluted Wei Yong respectfully.