Ye Xiu picked up the [Withered Wood Pill] and threw it into his mouth without caring whether it was a finished product or not.
Chewed a few times.
A sourness spread to the mouth.
"This doesn't seem to be the same as Hao Shan's 'Yuanyang Pill'. It seems like something is missing."
Ye Xiu frowned and murmured thoughtfully, "It should be that the aura is missing. In this way, the 'aura' is the realization."
"Where did this thing come from?"
All he could see was "?"
No. His eyes were blank, and he immediately took out another Deadwood Pill and threw it into his mouth.
I feel sad too!
Time was too tight at the time. Before he could refine the aura, it was swallowed up by the Path of Death and the Shaman Body, causing him to miss an opportunity for enlightenment.
[Withered Wood Pill], is still staying quietly in the pill furnace.
"Why can these... these elixirs be able to regenerate a severed limb?
It should not only be related to the efficacy of the medicine. From the first grade to the eighteenth grade, the pill calamity first allows it to be absorbed, and then it undergoes transformation.
Then, the sixteenth level is to sort out the power of heaven and earth so that it can withstand the pouring of the seventeenth level's great road. With the 'great road' and the 'power of heaven and earth', the dead wood pill is born with a trace of spirituality.
Changes such as birth, old age, illness, death, disability, etc. should all belong to irreversible rules. If you want to live toward death, you are already changing your life against the rules.
The same should be true for the rebirth of a broken limb. Could it be that the so-called enlightenment is actually a rule. Only by understanding everything about it can we change the rule.
This seems to be different from the 'Dao'. Our Dao is more like a carrier of power, and rules are a kind of constraint and a restriction.
Mortals only have a lifespan of a hundred years. After practicing cultivation, entering the realm of immortals can be regarded as breaking the rules of 'life'. However, everyone's understanding is not deep, so the lifespan gained is limited.
If you can break the rules of life and surpass them, can you achieve immortality in a mortal body?"
Ye Xiu's mind became more and more active, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing when he thought about the immortality of 'mortals', and said: "If it is really the rules that affect it,
It is theoretically possible to achieve immortality as a mortal, but in fact, no one can understand this rule that is difficult to control in hundreds of millions of years."
"Birth, old age, illness, death...are all rules."
"It is also a rule that broken limbs cannot be regenerated. Only by thoroughly understanding this rule and integrating it into the elixir can I achieve the effect I want."
Ye Xiu's eyes gradually brightened.
As if he wanted to confirm his guess, he looked at Nangong Jing and said: "Those top alchemists in 'Huanggu' are not able to refine all 19th-grade elixirs. If they have different effects, they should only be good at one.
Two, or at most three, right?"
"how do you know?"
Nangong Jing was stunned and asked with a look of astonishment.
"Guess..."
Ye Xiu smiled and understood.
The 'perception' they talk about should be the rule.
Therefore, even the top alchemy masters are good at very few elixirs, because 19th-grade elixirs require an understanding of the rules.
And it’s not just any ‘rules’, it has to match the elixir.
No matter how powerful the 'alchemist' is, it is impossible to know all the rules.
Some relatively simple rules may be easy to understand.
But with rules like 'life', 'death', 'yin', 'yang'... even if some people spend their entire lives, they may only be able to see the threshold.
Fortunately, he only needed to understand the rules of 'regeneration', and he happened to have a copy of [The Art of Regeneration] with him.
The ancestor of the Bone Demon Tribe.
He should have a very deep understanding of the rules of 'rebirth', otherwise he wouldn't be nearly immortal.
"You...want to practice [the art of regeneration]?"
Seeing Ye Xiu taking out this technique, Nangong Jing's brows immediately frowned.
He reminded, "This is a technique created by the Immortal Realm. If you don't have enough cultivation, you will only lose your essence and blood if you force it. If it is more serious, your life soul will be severely damaged."
"I don't practice, I just take a look."
Ye Xiu shook his head and opened the [Art of Regeneration].
The writing of the ‘Bone Demon’ tribe is obscure and difficult to understand.
But this didn't bother him.
Looking at it from the perspective of Minghun, as long as he understands its meaning, he doesn't want to practice anyway.
[The Art of Regeneration] in just a few hundred words.
Just once.
He watched it all afternoon. After putting away the exercises, he felt dizzy.
It's like it's about to explode.
"Immortal skills are really beyond the reach of the Golden Immortal."
Ye Xiu sighed.
My mind also became silent.
The rules of regeneration…
"..."
Time flies, and it’s been three months.
Ye Xiu sat in the leaky 'alchemy room', like a stone statue. Except for continuing to breathe, he didn't even move his fingers.
Li Er, who has to deal with government affairs every day, only comes to take a look in the evening.
Seeing that 'Nangong Jing' had been guarding outside the alchemy room for the past few months, he quickly asked, "Do you want me to find someone to take your place?"
Nangong Jing shook her head and said, "No need, I don't worry about others guarding me."
Li Er wanted to say, 'This is Chang'an City, who dares to cause trouble...', but when he thought of what happened outside the city, he swallowed his words and said, "How long will he have to realize this?"
"I don't know, it depends on one's understanding."
Nangong Jing pursed her lips and said.
"If that doesn't work, let's wake him up first. Instead of wasting time refining elixirs here, it's better to practice quickly."
Li Er said with a wry smile.
"Perception is also a kind of practice."
Nangong Jing replied.
"Oh well!"
Li Er no longer tried to persuade him, but turned around and went outside the Hou Mansion.
Seeing Changsun Wuji and others coming over, the smile on his face immediately stopped and he said: "Why, it's been three months and we still haven't found out who is spreading rumors about King Bingjian, saying that he every day
The household needs a subsidy of five hundred taels of silver?"
"It has been found out, it is [Lingshan]."
Changsun Wuji smiled bitterly.
"What I'm asking is, besides Lingshan, who else is there?"
Li Er snorted, with a livid face, and said: "I don't believe it, in my [Shengtang] territory,
No one is helping them. How can these bald donkeys create such a big battle? Have the Lin family and my eldest prince checked it out?"
Changsun Wuji nodded and said, "I've checked everything. No one has left their mansion in the past few months."
"Not them?"
Li Er frowned and said.
"That's not necessarily true..." Changsun Wuji shook his head and said, "One of them is the Immortal King, and the other is the prince.
It’s difficult to find out how many dead soldiers we have raised over the years. There are too many clues. I am still looking for them bit by bit. It shouldn’t take long before I can find out the clues.”
"Wu Qiuming, and Qingshan, have all fallen into my hands, haven't you spoken yet?"