Xia Houyan waved his folding fan and walked into the inn, then answered casually, "We have hired someone to bury her. It is a matter of master and servant. In the future, burning more paper money during the holidays will be considered as a fulfillment of the promise made before..."
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Mu Lingbo was deep in thought, but his attention was quickly drawn back by "The Book of Bailu".
What she wants to do now is to refine Liuhe Dan in the shortest possible time. But she only has some knowledge of alchemy, how can she be able to refine Liuhe Dan in such a short time?
It would be nice if there were other alchemists here.
"Yun Lang." She held the half volume and turned around suddenly, "What secrets have you been searching for for so many years in the Book of Bailu?"
"Why are you asking this?" Yun Lang's frozen face, which was kept away from strangers, was even more alert, "Why do you want this "Book of Bailu"?"
Qing Yan reminded him expressionlessly, "Mr. Yun, this is none of your business..."
Mu Lingbo raised his hand to stop him, "I need the Liuhe Pill. Do you know anyone who can refine the Liuhe Pill in the shortest time?"
Yun Lang looked at her like a monster, "Since you know Liuhe Dan, you should naturally know what kind of alchemist can refine Liuhe Dan. There are no alchemists in Cangyao at all, let alone those who can refine Liuhe Dan."
Dan's "Book of Bailu" has been lost for a hundred years, so even if there are alchemists, there will be no progress within a hundred years. This book is not a formula, you can get results once you get it."
She frowned deeply, "That's right, no more."
"However." Yun Lang's voice changed, "Alchemy masters originally belonged to the ghost tribe. They are much more suitable for practicing alchemy than Cangyao people, and they have fewer taboos. Since you know those ghost tribesmen, maybe
They have a way."
It's just weird. You obviously don't know how to make alchemy and you don't know anyone who can, so why on earth have you worked so hard for so many years to find this useless book.
But there was still so much time to ask questions at this time. After she put away the Book of Bailu, she immediately got up and went to find those Rakshasa people.
"Alchemist?" Mrs. Miaowen felt much depressed after the underground palace was destroyed. "Alchemist is indeed inherited from the ghost clan, but after the gate to the ghost realm was closed, it is said that there is no alchemist in Cangyao."
"Isn't there anyone among you who can make alchemy? Since there are treasure masters, why aren't there alchemists?"
Mrs. Miaowen replied, "Weapon masters are just people from the ghost tribe who happened to come to Yeliang Kingdom to refine weapons, but the real masters of weapon refinement and alchemy masters are actually still in the ghost realm. There is no one among us.
You know how to alchemy. Alchemy is more demanding than a weapon master, and even a ghost clan needs talent. Without talent, you can't get started."
Mu Lingbo said sadly, "Then, it seems there is no other way. Have you told Nan Jinyue about the underground palace?"
Mrs. Miaowen smiled bitterly and said, "Even if I didn't tell her, she could have guessed it. It's just that it was hidden from the other clan members, but it wouldn't last long. Building the underground palace is not a day's work, and Yue Fei probably won't be able to overcome it.
If we can return to the ghost realm, with Yue Fei's prestige, it won't be difficult to find the top elixir master in Rakshasa. It's a pity."
After this trip, she had no choice but to return to the room with "The Book of Bailu". Now she could only find a solution on her own.
When I entered the room, I was still thinking about "The Book of Bailu". When I raised my eyes and saw the empty bed, I suddenly panicked.
