fifth form

"Blissful!"

"This is a magical place!"

“I love this kind of place so much!”

Just like a fly seeing rotten flesh, the painted demon kept flying around Wei Shaoer with its floating body.

The strands of blood are like the most delicate traces of pen and ink, pulled into silk threads, and continue to converge towards the body of the painting demon.

The painting demon let out bursts of cheers, its body floating like a crazy ghost.

Just like extracting the ancestral dragon essence and blood from Rong Tianding's body in the secret place of Dongtianmen, the painting demon is also extracting the ancestral dragon essence and blood from Wei Shaoer's body at this time.

Jinxia Yuanjun didn't have the long needle to extract blood essence, but when Wei Shaoer couldn't bear the vomiting of blood and bleeding from the lower body, Hua Yao was able to draw blood as if tracing the source.

Blood that was so red that it had an abnormal color gushed out, and was quickly drawn into a dull dark brown color.

"How did you refine such a big pill?"

Wei Shao'er was hanging for his life at this time, and his symptoms were alleviated by the painting demon's blood sucking. He only had to wait slowly for childbirth.

Chunyu Tiying originally wanted to ask about the painting demon, but in the end she turned the conversation to Shiquan Dabu Pill.

The Shiquan Dabu Pill that Zhang Xuezhou refined was beyond Chunyu Tiying's expectation. She didn't even think about refining three ingredients into one pill.

The efficacy of this elixir is not simply equivalent to the sum of three Shiquan Dabu Pills, but beyond the scope of the normal efficacy of Shiquan Dabu Pills, which is difficult for Chunyu Tiying to understand no matter how much she thinks about it.

She even wondered if Zhang Xuezhou had changed the base medicine and used medicinal materials not a hundred years old, but two hundred, three hundred, or even five hundred years old.

The efficacy of this elixir is completely beyond the normal Shiquan Dabu Pill.

Chunyu Tiying cut into a third and swallowed it. She felt that the effect of the medicine was a little too strong.

If she had known that this medicine had this effect, she would have divided the third into three to five parts.

The huge medicinal power enriched her meridians and acupoints in just a moment. If it weren't for the limitation of her cultivation, Chunyu Tiying would have wanted to use this medicinal power to hit the eighth round of the nine-turn Heqi technique.

The billowing magic power continued to surge, causing Chunyu Tiying's body to flash through bursts of blue light from time to time, and purple steam rising above her head from time to time.

She lay in bed for half a month and lay on a wicker chair for another three hours. After taking the elixir, Chunyu Tiying was able to get up normally in just half a quarter of an hour.

There are still some hidden dangers in her body, but the overpowering medicine is constantly repairing them, and this recovery is even tending to be perfect.

The powerful effect of this medicine made Chunyu Tiying puzzled.

"Just rub it like this!"

Zhang Xuezhou made a gesture of shaking the gourd, and he couldn't help but look curious again.

"Why, is it difficult to swallow this medicine after cutting it?" Zhang Xuezhou said: "You have to know that this is three parts of medicinal materials. When it is made into pills, it is not convenient for me to use my hands to crush it into three pills!"

"What I mean is that this Shiquan Dabu Pill is not only big, it is also very effective," Chunyu Tiying said: "This is at least three times more effective than the normal Shiquan Dabu Pill!"

"Do you mean to say that taking this pill has overdosed you?"

"It's not a bad thing if...overdosage is too much!"

The elixirs of doctors are not the elixirs of other schools. Even if the efficacy of the mild medicine is tripled, it rarely causes serious illness.

Not only was Chunyu Tiying's physical cultivation capable of withstanding the effects of the medicine, but the effect of the medicine beyond the normal Shiquan Dabu Pill also helped her repair the acupoints in the Solipsistic Realm.

This is an additional effect beyond the normal efficacy of the drug. Chunyu Tiying feels that the effect of this drug is too good and has exceeded the scope of the definition of Shiquan Dabu Pill.

"If Mr. Zheng can exchange for the remaining pill in your hand, he may stand up like me after swallowing it." Chunyu Tiying said: "Does your Yin Yang family have any special alchemy method? This medicine How can it be so effective than similar elixirs from other schools, even the Shiquan Dabu Pills that are unique to our medical family?"

"You know our Yin Yang family is mechanized..."

"Ask for medicine, I ask for medicine, I want to stand up!"

Chunyu Tiying would not speak blindly, and Chunyu Tiying was the first to experience the results of the elixir. Even Chunyu Tiying's symptoms were similar to Zheng Wukong's.

The elixir that can cure Chunyu Tiying has a high probability of curing Zheng Wukong, even if Zheng Wukong has not practiced the Nine-turn Aiki Technique.

"I will exchange the treasure gourd of the Xuanhu Sect with you. If I have other great medicines in the future or have what you need, I will exchange them back at that time," Zheng Wukong said.

"Treasure gourd?"

"The pot of our Xuanhu Sect is a treasure gourd," Zheng Wukong said, "This gourd can hold water!"

"Good baby!"

"At least it can hold water as high as a mountain!"

If Zheng Wukong hadn't added the latter sentence, Zhang Xuezhou's words of 'good baby' would have been somewhat insincere.

Any gourd can hold water, but how much water it can hold is another matter. “I filled a gourd with water and it has not been used up for thirty years,” Zheng Wukong said. “Even though my gourd is not eye-catching, you will never run out of water if you carry it with you.”

The treasure gourd of the Xuanhu Sect has magical effects, but it is not a top-notch magical function.

Although the Xuanhu Sect regards the gourd as a treasure, it is another matter if this treasure is not accepted by others.

To Zheng Wukong, it means a precious gourd, but to others it is just a tool for fetching water.

Accordingly, Zheng Wukong had to explain two sentences.

"You have relied on a gourd for thirty years of water supply?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in shock: "If it contains so much water, who can lift the gourd after it is filled with water?"

"If you want to talk about weight, it's really not heavy." Zheng Wukong said, "It can keep filling water, but the weight will not change at all!"

"Strange object!"

Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect that Yi Yan had a gourd and Zheng Wukong also had a gourd.

Yiyan's gourd has many wonderful uses, but the conditions for its use are too harsh.

Zheng Wukong's gourd has no conditions for use, but it is of no great use. It can only be used to hold and discharge water.

If you say no, then this gourd really doesn't work. If you say yes, then this gourd really does.

The practicality of the magic weapon is somewhat inferior, but the treasure gourd is good as a rare item. After all, it is indeed a rare thing.

Zhang Xuezhou thought for only two seconds, and then handed out the third of the Shiquan Dabu Pill he had hidden.

The reason for this is that Zheng Wukong is a neighbor. Neighbors help each other and have a somewhat human relationship. Zheng Wukong often visited Zhang Xuezhou when he was ill.

Secondly, Zhang Xuezhou remembered the warning of the Virgin Mary and thought that he would just take some normal Shiquan Dabu Pills.

As long as he masters the refining method of Shiquan Dabu Pill, Zhang Xuezhou will have the ability to reproduce it. As for the elixir of elixir, it is another matter.

"This elixir is not round. It is too difficult to swallow. Give me a sip of water...and you can move now!"

After swallowing the pill, Zheng Wukong didn't expect that when he was swallowed, his right hand that wanted to get water could already feel movement.

The powerful medicinal effect directly broke through the Turtle Breathing Technique. While eliminating the life-saving technique, the Shiquan Dabu Pills also continued to impact and repair the wounds in Zheng Wukong's body.

He only felt that the punctured parts of his internal organs were healing extremely quickly, and the mana in the acupoints was rising continuously.

What's more important is that Zheng Wukong can feel the vitality in his body.

It was the existence of this vitality that not only broke the ability of Turtle Breath Technique to suspend his life, but also promoted the repair of his wounds.

Chunyu Tiying was able to get up in just a short moment, and Zheng Wukong felt that he could move in about the same amount of time.

He pointed at the small green gourd hanging on his waist, which made Zhang Xuezhou pick the gourd off.

"Is this your treasure gourd?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.

"There's so much water in here that I can't finish it, I can't finish it at all!"

The stopper was removed from the gourd. Zheng Wukong took two sips of the elixir and handed the small green gourd out.

"It's yours now," Zheng Wukong said awkwardly, "Although this gourd is of little use, it is indeed a rare treasure!"

"It's not a treasure, why should we neighbors be so polite!"

Zhang Xuezhou felt that he had encountered a gourd sect, Yi Yan had a medicinal gourd, and Zheng Wukong had a water hyacinth.

He didn't mind and took the water hyacinth as collateral for Zheng Wukong.

As the bodies of Chunyu Tiying and Zheng Wukong moved, Wei Shao'er, who was lying on the bed and being sucked blood, also let out a heavy cry, and then reached out and hugged his stomach tightly.

"It's coming out!"

Wei Shaoer shouted.

There was hope and despair in her eyes.

She hoped that the child she would naturally conceive would come to fruition and her body would no longer have bleeding symptoms.

Despair was naturally due to the fact that this kind of childbirth was like someone cutting her internal organs with a knife. Even though her body had little consciousness, it still caused severe pain.

If it weren't for the steady stream of vitality in his body that was hanging on his life, Wei Shaoer was sure that he should have died right now.

"What's going on...ah!"

The painting demon shouted arrogantly, feeling that it could absorb more and more blood essence.

He cheered, but before he could finish cheering, the painting demon was sucked into Wei Shaoer's lower body.