Wang Xu has always had a big weapon, which is immortality.
Everyone does not want to live forever, especially in the Tianwu world that lacks the law of immortality.
One by one, whether it is Patriarch Wu Ge or Wang Teng, even Xu Xianxian and the Mu Yuan Sage in front of him, there is no one who would not sigh for immortality.
Life is going well, who is willing to die, and who wants to die?
Wang Xu also asked himself what he cultivated for, and he had three answers.
First, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. If you don't have the strength, you will have no confidence. He doesn't want to be slapped to death casually.
Second, among human instincts, there is the gene for becoming stronger. Becoming stronger is an instinct inherited from our ancestors who drank hair and drank blood in the wilderness era. Even a fat man has the heart to become a macho man. The only difference is
A fat nerd lacks the self-control of a macho man.
Third, this is a bit far away. Ever since he found out that he was also a movie character, just an NPC, Wang Xu has always had a dream and wanted to see the real world.
If everything about him is false, then what is true and where is the truth?
Wang Xu wanted to know that he longed for truth, not for anything else but for that sentence... So that's it!
The time is not yet ripe now. When he has the strength to sit on the chess table, the word "immortality" will be enough to tie the entire Tianwu world to his chariot.
DONG DONG DONG!!
In the room, Wang Xu was chatting with Saint Mu Yuan, when he heard a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Crunch…
A handyman came with a tray in his hand.
"Young Master Wang, this is our Bailu Academy's signature dish, Bailu Lotus Seed Soup. The dean specially asked me to bring it to you."
The handyman put down the tray and opened the lid of the cup. A faint smell of lotus flowers hit his face, making people couldn't help but move their index fingers.
"Does this lotus seed soup only belong to me, or does everyone have it?" Wang Xu glanced at the lotus seed soup and asked casually.
The servant lowered his head and explained in a low voice: "They are all available, but this Egret Lotus Seed Soup is actually divided into three, six, and nine grades. You and several sons of gods and saints use the lotus seeds from the mother plant in the lotus pond, and the others
People use lotus seeds from the seed plants.”
"Quite particular!" Wang Xu smiled and said, "Put your things down and you can get off."
"Sir, I have resigned. If you need anything, just call me." After saying this, the servant turned around and left, not forgetting to close the door before leaving.
"You don't want to eat?"
Seeing the lotus seed soup placed on the table, Wang Xu didn't touch it at all, and Saint Mu Yuan looked a little surprised.
"The lotus seed soup from Egret Academy is famous far and wide. It is not only troublesome to make, but also has extraordinary effects. It can repair dark wounds and improve root and bone. The effect is no less than a precious medicine."
Sage Mu Yuan thought that Wang Xu didn't know the function of lotus seed soup, so he couldn't help but explain.
Wang Xu didn't even look at the lotus seed soup, shook his head and said: "Sage, if you are interested, I will give you this bowl. As for me, I never eat things of unknown origin."
Egret Academy and he are not in the same boat. Is it so kind to send him lotus seed soup?
Although Wang Xu couldn't conclude that there was something wrong with the lotus seed soup, he would rather endure his cravings than eat something of unknown origin.
"Afraid of being poisonous?"
Sage Mu Yuan saw Wang Xu's concerns and said with a smile: "Egret Academy shouldn't be so unwise, right?"
After saying this, Saint Mu Yuan took out a silver needle from the Qiankun bag and carefully inserted it into the lotus seed soup.
After a while, I pulled the silver needle back, only to see that it had no reaction and no warning was given.
"My silver needle is the most convenient for testing poison. The color of the silver needle has not changed, indicating that there is no poison in the lotus seed soup. In other words, this lotus seed soup is really a good thing. In terms of improving the bones, leaving it outside is as good as
A precious medicine, if you don’t take it, I will take it away!”
Saint Mu Yuan said this, but his hands did not let go of the bowl at all, and there was no intention of giving it to him.
Wang Xu looked secretly amused and said, "Sage, no matter how good this lotus seed soup is, it should be useless to you, right?"
Mu Yuan Saint is a sixth-level cultivation person. Regardless of whether he is practicing martial arts or practicing Taoism, unless he has a top-level physique, the effect of his traits will be lower as he reaches higher levels.
At the sixth level, ordinary divine bodies have lost their effect. At most, the combat power of the same level is stronger, which cannot change the fundamental problem.
Although Saint Mu Yuan is not a god, he may have cultivated to this point, and his bones are obviously not bad. If the lotus seed soup from Bailu Academy can be useful to Saint Mu Yuan, it will be a treasure of the immortal family comparable to flat peach.
"You are a full man and don't know how hungry a man is. Lotus seed soup is of no use to me, but not all of my family's descendants are up to par. This lotus seed soup from Bailu Academy can help people improve their bones and strengthen their bones."
It’s a good thing to grab your scalp outside, but you can’t even buy it if you have money.”
The lotus seed soup of Bailu Academy is not for profit and is not sold to the outside world at all.
The value is secondary. The main reason is that there is no price in the market. If you have money, there is no place to buy it. Otherwise, the Mu Yuan Saint will not be moved.
"Sage, how effective is the lotus seed soup in improving the bones?"
Seeing that Saint Lian Mu Yuan also cherished this thing, Wang Xu became interested.
Of course, his interest was not in the lotus seed soup, but in the mother lotus plant that could produce lotus seeds.
"The effect is that it can probably make a person who has not cultivated root bones have a third-level root bone, or upgrade a person with a third-level root bone to a fourth-level root bone. However, when the person reaches the fourth-level root bone, the effect of lotus seed soup is minimal.
If you drink the divine body and the holy body, I’m afraid there won’t even be any improvement at all, it will just be a taste of it.”
When Saint Mu Yuan said this, Wang Xu's mind dropped a lot.
It is useless for people with level 4 root bones and above. This thing looks useless.
No wonder it can improve the root and bone, but it is only worth a precious medicine. It turns out that the problem lies here.
Putting the porcelain cup into the Qiankun bag, the Mu Yuan Sage took his leave.
Wang Xu didn't try to persuade him to stay. The two of them lived next door. If anything happened, just say hello. There was no need to stay together.
After sending Saint Mu Yuan away, Wang Xu returned to the room and couldn't help but think to himself: "Lotus seed soup is of no use to me, but it is of great use to the flower-growing martial arts school. If there is a chance, I can snatch away the mother lotus plant."
It could not be better.
It doesn’t take much, ten lotus seeds a year can be of great use. After all, the Tianwu world lacks the law of longevity, and the fourth-level life span is only 10,000, which seems not very valuable. But in the Immortal World, the fourth-level one is already a heavenly immortal, and does not meet the heavens.
A person with five years of decline can live for millions of years without any problems.
In the Zhongqian World, a master of this level is enough to become an ancestor, but you don't see, the Baimei Patriarch in Shu Mountain is only a heavenly immortal."
When Wang Xu thought of this, he suddenly realized that he had reached this point unknowingly.
Thinking back then, when he saw the projection of immortal Buddha left there in the plane of the God of Cookery, he was quite frightened.
Looking back today, I find it funny how naive I was back then to think that gods were invincible.
Sure enough, strength determines vision. Looking back today, gods are just the result of human cultivation, and how much nobler they are than mortals.
Wang Xu was lost in memories. In the attic not far away, there was also someone reminiscing.
In Feixian Tower, Xu Xianxian was sitting on a chair, looking at the bowl of lotus seed soup in front of him, and couldn't help but think of someone.
Ye Han!!
Looking at this bowl of lotus seed soup that can improve bones, Xu Xianxian thought of Ye Han.
Ye Han's qualifications are very ordinary. Although Xu Xianxian doesn't know how Ye Han reached the second level of cultivation, she knows that Ye Han's physique is still very weak.
She drank this bowl of lotus seed soup just to satisfy her cravings. If she gave it to Ye Han, it might be able to create miracles.
Ah sneeze!!
"Damn, who's thinking about me?"
On Shimo Mountain, Ye Han, who was already an inner disciple, couldn't help but sneeze.
Rubbing his itchy nose, Ye Han sat cross-legged on the bed again and whispered: "The Great Dream Sutra that my aunt left for me is indeed extraordinary. Even if I am born with insufficient bones, my cultivation is no worse than those of the geniuses.
However, my aunt asked me to work for the Holy Son named Wang Xu after I became successful in cultivation, which made people tangled up. The Holy Son is a grown man, and how can he be as fun as Senior Sister Xu? My aunt should understand my difficulties, right?"