One hundred and sixty-first chapter complete return to Zhao
The shaggy-headed old man closed his eyes: "If you can't find the reincarnated holy boy, you know the consequences."
The witch bowed, led the butcher's lower body backwards, and left the temple. After he walked out of the temple, he only heard the sound of chewing coming from the hall, as if something was eating the corpse of Witch King Gyatso.
The corners of Wu Zun's eyes trembled again, and there was a sharp pain in his waist. He just roughly placed himself on the lower body of Wu King Gyatso, and forcibly connected the two with magic power, but their flesh and blood did not grow.
Together, the bones, tendons, meridians, qi, blood, and essence are not connected.
He had to use secret medicine to combine the two and turn Gyatso's body into his own.
Since he got the butcher's lower body, he thought that he could finally make further achievements in his life. Unexpectedly, the butcher was not dead, but came looking for him. Because of the decay of the body, the great master did not dare to fight the butcher to the death, so he had to give up the butcher's life.
Lower body.
Although the Witch King Gyatso's abilities are not weak, they are not as good as the Witch King's former physical body. It is not known how long it will take to return to his previous state.
Wu Zun endured the pain and took the butcher's lower body down the mountain. Qin Mu, the butcher and the blind man had already gone up the mountain and met him halfway up the mountain.
The sorcerer put down the butcher's lower body and bowed to him: "Khan of Heaven."
The butcher looked at his lower body, then at the Wu Zun's waist, shook his head and said: "Why are you bothering? You have warmed and nourished my body for more than two hundred years, and my body will not die. I have to thank you very much."
The corners of Wu Zun's eyes twitched twice more.
Qin Mu took out the golden lower body and said, "Wizard, if I return your body to you, it's useless for me to keep it."
The muscles on Wu Zun's face trembled, and his voice was hoarse as he said, "I don't need it anymore."
"It's also good for refining treasures."
Qin Mu said kindly: "I saw that your body has not been properly reattached. I am also quite knowledgeable in medical skills. If the witch can trust me, I can help you reattach it."
"You want to take the opportunity to harm me?"
The Witch Lord snorted coldly, turned around and left with his lower body.
Qin Mu shook his head and sighed: "A doctor has a parental heart, I plan to use his body to practice my skills, and then help Grandpa Tu reattach his body..."
The butcher smiled and said: "I trust your medical skills. Of course, it would be better if you could go back and find the pharmacist and have the pharmacist personally take action. However, it takes too long to return to Daxu."
He suddenly shouted: "Old guy, are you still alive?" His voice was loud and loud, and it spread throughout the mountain.
An old and sharp voice came from the temple of Loulan Golden Palace: "Don't worry, the Heavenly Sword is not dead yet, how could I die?"
"This old ghost is still alive."
The butcher sneered: "Sooner or later you will die! Let's go!"
Qin Mu picked up the butcher's lower body and the three of them went down the mountain together.
The blind man looked back at the mountain and said thoughtfully: "The man inside is very strong."
The butcher breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I don't have a lower body, so I'm probably no match for him, so I want you to come with me just to deal with him. This old guy has been reincarnated seventeen times and lived eighteen lives.
His lifespan may be tens of thousands of years, but he is still not dead. I have fought with him several times, and he was very powerful."
Qin Mu lost his voice and said: "Eighteen lifetimes? Tens of thousands of years? How is this possible?"
"How is it impossible? You must have seen gods and demons that have lived for more than ten thousand years in the Great Ruins, right? In fact, there are some terrible things in this world, but you are still young and cannot come into contact with such existences."
The butcher said: "Although that old guy is not a god or demon, he is not far away from him. He knows many past events and many secrets. If he were not an enemy, I would not go against him."
The blind man nodded and said: "There are indeed some terrible things. For example, my eyes..."
He shook his head and said nothing more.
Qin Mu's heart was slightly shaken. The blind man's eyes were gouged out, but who did it? The blind man never said anything. What's the secret behind this?
They left Loulan Golden Palace, met up with Ling Yuxiu, and headed to the barbarian city on the grassland. Qin Mu bought some medicinal materials in the city, took out a large cauldron from the cloth bag, and said: "Grandpa Tu, let me boil your lower body first."
Boil and refine the blood and voodoo of the witch master."
He put a large vat of water in the cauldron and put the medicinal materials into the water one by one. After boiling and smelling the aroma of the medicine, he put the butcher's lower body into the water.
Hu Ling'er asked nervously: "Will it be cooked?"
The blind man smiled and said: "When you smell the aroma of the meat, it's done."
The butcher said angrily: "My body cannot be killed by a god, how can it be cooked by a pot of boiling water?"
After cooking for a while, Qin Mu looked at the color of the potion, opened a cup, pinched out a few dried red and black toads, only the size of a fingernail, and threw them into the cauldron.
The toad had been dried in the sun, but after entering the water and absorbing the water, it came back to life, scurrying around in the boiling water, absorbing the voodoo.
Soon after, several toads were poisoned and died.
Qin Mu changed another pot of water and repeated the same practice nine times to refine the voodoo. The blood in the butcher's lower body returned to red, and the blood automatically circulated in the blood vessels as if it had come alive.
Qin Mu boiled another pot of water, replaced it with dozens of other medicinal materials, and then boiled the butcher's lower body to stimulate the activity of the flesh and blood, and stayed up until late at night.
Ling Yuxiu and the little fox had already fallen asleep, and the green ox had also gone to sleep. The blind man was sitting on the ground and taking a nap with his bamboo stick. Only Qin Mu and the butcher were still standing by the cauldron.
Qin Mu pulled out the Shaobao Sword, handed it to the butcher, and said, "Grandpa Butcher, I can't cut your body. You need to do it yourself and cut off the fleshy membrane that has grown under your upper body."
"I don't need your sword, I'll use mine."
The butcher pulled out the butcher's knife, gritted his teeth and made a cut under his body, cutting off the fleshy membrane formed by the wound. He had a strong cultivation and immediately sealed the wound with his vitality to prevent it from bleeding.
Qin Mu took the lower body out of the cauldron. The wound on the lower body was still fresh and there was no need to cut again. Qin Mu took out each jade bottle and carefully applied ambergris saliva to the cross-sections of the lower and upper body.
The ambergris had just been applied, and the granulations were growing rapidly, as if little red worms were constantly squirming.
He did not immediately connect the two body parts together, but instead formed threads of vitality, picking out the tendons and nerves one by one, and connected the tendons and nerves.
More and more vitality threads emerged from the palms of his fingers, connecting each granule, the flesh membrane, the intestines and stomach, and the spine. The butcher's body gradually closed, but the skin on his waist had not yet grown.
Qin Mu finally smeared ambergris on his wound, and the skin grew on its own, connecting the wound together.
He cheered up, picked up the butcher, put it in the medicine cauldron, poured the last package of medicinal materials into the cauldron, lit a fire and cooked it slowly.
In the big cauldron, the butcher leaned against the cauldron with his arms and suddenly said: "Mu'er, thank you for your hard work."
Qin Mu shook his head and said with a smile: "I have studied medicine with Grandpa Pharmacist for many years. My skills were all taught by Grandpa Pharmacist. It is not hard work."
"I hope you don't have a bad reputation like the medicine man."
The water gradually boiled, and the butcher exhaled a mouthful of white mist comfortably, and said: "By the way, I just saw you taking things out of that little cloth bag, and this cauldron was also taken out from inside. There's something weird about your bag, let me know
have a look."
Qin Mu handed the bag over and said, "I picked this bag from the treasure house of Loulan Golden Palace. Somehow, the bag was as big as an acre of land, so I used it to carry things."
The butcher opened the bag and took a look inside, with a strange look on his face: "Mu'er, you picked up a lot of things from the treasure house of the Golden Palace."
Qin Mu's face turned slightly red.
"You can learn from the cripple, but you must not become addicted."
The butcher sighed and said: "Actually, the people in our village have their own problems. The lame likes to steal things, and the pharmacist is always willing to poison and show mercy. As for me, I used to be too arrogant and used my sword to attack the gods. What about the blind man?
They are arrogant and coquettish, the deaf are too arrogant, and the mutes have their own ideas and don't tell anyone. Forget about the village chief, who pretends to be inscrutable every day, and the mother-in-law has the temperament of a troublemaker. I just
I’m afraid you’ll learn all our shortcomings.”
Qin Mu said solemnly: "Grandpa Tu, don't worry, I have never been in trouble since I left the village. The ancestor is very satisfied with me!"
"That's good. You can cause trouble, but you have to be able to deal with it."
The butcher shook the bag and said with a smile: "I have seen this kind of bag. It is called a Taotie bag. It is made from the skin of Taotie. There should be pure-blooded Taotie in the big market, but our village may be able to defeat it.
.The leather used for your Taotie bag is not pure-blooded Taotie skin, but it is already of extremely high bloodline. The Taotie bags I have seen before are only about ten feet in size and cannot hold many things. They should be made of exotic materials containing Taotie blood.
Made of animal skin bags.”
"I see."
Qin Mu was surprised and said quickly: "I have seen some houses. They don't look big from the outside, but they have a lot of space inside. Why is that?"
"It's very simple. You can grind the bones of alien beasts containing Taotie's blood and mix them into stones, or paint them. In this way, the internal space will become larger."
The butcher said: "Taotie is a mythical beast, a kind of dragon. This mythical beast only eats but does not poop. The space in its belly is very vast. Its skin is used to make gluttonous bags and its bones are used to build houses. They are all very useful. It's just pure
There is too little blood.”
Qin Mu stayed by his side, and the father and son chatted. Unknowingly, Qin Mu fell asleep sitting there.
When he woke up, he saw that the fire under the cauldron had been extinguished. Just as he was about to add fuel to the fire, the voice of the butcher next to him came, saying: "Mu'er, no need. I feel that there is nothing serious about my body."
Qin Mu quickly turned around and saw that the butcher was fully dressed and was wearing a pair of new trousers. Qin Mu bought the fabric while buying medicine and made the trousers first.
The old man wore a loose robe on his upper body, and the messy beard on his face was cleanly shaved, making him look fresh and refreshing, not angry or intimidating.
The butcher looked him up and down and nodded: "You have grown up. We used to help you, but now you can help us. Very good, very good..."
The blind man's voice came from outside: "Pig-killer, if you keep talking, you won't be able to leave. Your apprentice will catch up with you."
The butcher walked out and said: "There is a hand bone of a god in your gluttonous bag. I will help you keep it first. You can't take it now because the god is still alive. If you take it, you will only
Bring disaster upon yourself.”
Qin Mu was startled: "The owner of the hand bone is still alive?"