Cultivating ghosts and immortals

"Little brother, do you know now why I brought you here?" Qing Xuan asked again after leaving the ward. (Niu Wen reads novels)

"This..." He Linhua vaguely guessed something from Qingxuan's actions, "Senior brother Qingxuan, don't you mean to say that the injury of that person just now can be treated with the blood-enriching pill?"

Qingxuan did not answer directly, but took a deep look at He Linhua, and said: "Little brother, let me tell you about Lao Zhao first." Qingxuan paused, and began to introduce: "Old Zhao is Jiangnan Hu A great elder in the family, 30 years ago, Lao Zhao voluntarily came to the magic cave, stationed in the magic cave, and eliminated monsters. At that time, he had just entered the peak of Houtian. In the past 30 years, Lao Zhao has been scattered and dare not say more , should have participated in hundreds of demon-killing operations and killed three or four thousand monsters. Do you know how many times Lao Zhao was injured in these battles?"

When Qingxuan said this, he fixed his eyes on He Linhua and said: "Hundreds of times! Every time he fights, he will be injured. Sometimes, he is lucky and can persist until the end of the action, but he is also scarred; sometimes , if you are unlucky, you may be directly injured by the first monster! At the beginning, Lao Zhao and I were stationed in the first cave. More than that. At that time, I thought Lao Zhao would not survive, but he survived."

"You might say that Lao Zhao has good luck?" Qingxuan's eyes flashed a hint of teasing, and this was the first time He Linhua saw such an expression in Qingxuan's eyes.That expression didn't seem to be mocking, but seemed indifferent to life and death, "Yes, Lao Zhao's luck is really good! In my opinion, his luck is almost limitless. More than 100 injuries, including More than half of the lives were dying, but he was able to survive, and then rushed into the battlefield of the Devil's Nest again and again! 30 years ago, he was the peak of Houtian; today, 30 years later, he is still the peak of Houtian. However, he is still constantly Rushing into that deadly devil's lair! Do you know how many people have dedicated the rest of their lives to this ghostly place! Do you know how many people have entered the devil's lair and never survived?!"

The more Qingxuan spoke, the more excited he became, and He Linhua lowered his head lower and lower.He felt that in front of Qingxuan, he was like a child who didn't understand anything and needed Qingxuan to teach him everything.

Qingxuan calmed down, and then said: "Yes, Lao Zhao's luck is indeed good. I am very happy and very happy that he can live to this day. But, do you know that there are still people who are in the same period as Lao Zhao? The next few? How many buried bones do they have?! Do you know what is the biggest factor that took away their lives? Injuries! Most of the monsters in the magic cave can't really hit warriors and monks with one blow. Kill. Most of the warriors and monks were injured, and then they were coaxed by monsters and killed! Some warriors and monks were seriously injured, and they cut off their own meridians in order not to drag their companions! You know, what are they doing? How much has Moku contributed to China and this world? Do you know how many people were killed because of injuries? Do you know how stupid you are to eat blood-enriching pills like fried soybeans?"

He Linhua felt that he had really done something stupid?

"Friar Qingxuan, you've raised me too much." Qingxuan's voice may have been a little too loud, and Lao Gao also made a noise out of Lao Zhao. Lao Gao leaned on a crutch and stood against the edge of the door. I’m so good, I’m just afraid of death. I’m afraid of death. Every time I’m injured, I’m afraid of death, so I struggle to survive. Many old brothers are hurt. Every time the injury heals, I’m afraid of Lao Zhao Going to the devil's cave and getting hurt again, but thinking about those old brothers, I rushed in again. I was always afraid, but I couldn't leave here. There were thirteen old brothers who were with me in the old devil's cave, as early as 10 years ago , I was the only one who died. I thought about leaving, but my old brothers were all rotten in the devil's lair, so I couldn't bear to leave. I still have to stay in the devil's lair, with my thirteen old brothers Brother, kill back the share of my thirteen old brothers!"

The sound of "creaking" and "creaking" continued, and the closed ward doors opened one after another, and one wounded person after another stood outside the ward.Among these people, Lao Zhao was the one with the least injuries. The others were either missing arms or legs, and they looked like they were sent to a disability hospital.

"Haha! Old Zhao, what are you laughing at here! You are so laughable! Hahaha..." "That's right! That's right! It's so interesting, you dare to say such nonsense! When I recover from my injury, I will go to the devil's lair , Tell other people, don’t let them die!” “Old Zhao, Lao Zhao, if you can’t take it, why don’t you get out early? You have 13 brothers? At the beginning, I brought the whole family with some promising people, but now I'm the only one left!"

"Hahahahaha..."

A group of people you talk about me, I talk about you, and in the end, they all just laugh.However, the eyes of these people seemed to be shining with crystal tears...

"Junior brother, do you know what kind of mission you are shouldering now?" Qingxuan's eyes seemed to be wet, and his voice was trembling.

They are heroes, they are real heroes!

Among them, as long as any one of them leaves the devil's lair and enters the mortal world, he is almost a god-like figure aloft.However, they chose to stay in the devil's lair, guarding this man-eating devil's lair with blood in obscurity.I'm dead, I can't even leave a name...

He Linhua was silent, bowed and made a four-way bow to the surroundings, then turned around and said: "Senior brother Qingxuan, please prepare enough medicinal materials for the blood-enriching pill. The age of the medicinal materials does not need to be particular, as long as they are artificially cultivated. There is only one The requirement is that the quantity must be sufficient. From today on, in addition to drawing the talisman, I have to make alchemy."

"This... Junior Brother!" Qingxuan turned pale with shock. Originally, he just wanted He Linhua to come here to have a look, to ring an urgent alarm bell for him, to let He Linhua understand that the mission on his shoulders never allowed He Linhua to come here again. The thought of refining the elixir!Who would have thought... He Linhua would have such an idea? !

"Second Senior Brother." He Linhua smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I can do it."

After He Linhua finished speaking, he walked past Qingxuan and went back to the retreat room.

With great power comes great responsibility.Now, He Linhua has deeply felt the tremendous pressure on himself!The feeling of countless lives being pressed against him.

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Seeing He Linhua leave, Qingxuan also hesitated.He bowed his hands to those people, then turned and left to report the incident to Huanping.

Huanping was very pleasantly surprised when he first heard that He Linhua used the incense burner to refine the blood-enriching pill, then he was angry when he heard that He Linhua ate the blood-enriching pill as fried soybeans, and then fell silent after hearing He Linhua's behavior in the medical area, and finally he couldn't understand He Linhua mean.

What exactly does He Linhua want to do?Could it be that he wants to grab the eyebrows and beards, not only to draw the Great Weakness Talisman, but also to make alchemy?However, this person's strength is limited after all, no matter how powerful He Linhua is, it is impossible to draw symbols and make alchemy at the same time!

Moreover, the most frightening thing is the success rate of alchemy!

Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, it is recorded in the ancient books of Yunshan Sect that the success rate of alchemy and weapon refining is so low that it can make everyone collapse!Who knows if this He Linhua bumped into each other just once, and it happened to succeed?If this is the case, wouldn't he have wasted a lot of time on alchemy, which indirectly affected the speed of drawing the talisman? !

Thinking of the consequences, Huanping wanted to shoot Qingxuan to death!Let He Linhua know what to do if you have nothing to do!Isn't this making people feel uncomfortable?

After knowing the cause and effect, Huanping immediately contacted Xuefo, Shawu, and Wu Zun. After explaining the cause and effect, he asked the other three people what to do.

Needless to say, Sha Wu and Wu Zun naturally agreed with Huanping, scolded Qingxuan for being idle, and told He Linhua these heavy truths.Who doesn't know that a relaxed mind can increase the success rate of drawing talismans?He Linhua, who was ignorant before, is so good, he knows few things, and his mind is relaxed. He can draw ten talismans every day.Now that He Linhua knows the burden he is carrying, can he still be as relaxed as before?Can the success rate of drawing talismans be as high as before?

As for the blood Buddha in the depths of the devil's cave, there was a vague smile on his face.After Shawu and the three argued that He Linhua could never provide medicinal materials, he gave a diametrically opposite answer.Just two words: "Give it to him."

give him?What does it mean?Could it be that the Blood Buddha is willing to let He Linhua not do his job properly, draw the talisman well, and then let him go to alchemy?

The three of Shawu hurriedly asked, asking the Blood Buddha to explain.Xuefo paused for a moment before saying a word: "This child's potential is beyond what you can imagine."

He Linhua's potential is beyond what they can imagine?What do you mean!He Linhua, if he can draw 10 big and weak talismans a day that others can't draw, isn't he called a monster?Could it be that he could be more evil? !

Although Shawu and the others did not quite agree, they reluctantly conveyed the message of the Blood Buddha.

Qing Xuan was also stunned after receiving the message.Blood Buddha and the other four would agree that He Linhua could draw talismans and make alchemy at the same time?What a joke!Qingxuan hesitated for a moment, then sent a message to confirm again, only to be scolded by Huanping, and finally found out that it was the Blood Buddha who spread the news!

How could the Blood Buddha...how could he be messing around like this? !

This is Qing Xuan's mind.

However, although Qingxuan thought so too, he could only obey orders and reluctantly went to prepare various medicinal materials for He Linhua.

On the way of walking, Qingxuan was still cursing secretly in his heart: He Linhua who is messing around!

And now, what is this mischievous He Linhua doing?

He Linhua is hugging Qieryana in the room right now, depressed!

I'm stupid b ah me!I used to only use talismans, but now I have to make alchemy every day.Although it may save many lives, do you still have a little freedom?Will there be any human rights in the future?Really... really stupid b me!The more He Linhua thought about it, the more depressed he became, and finally he hugged Qieryanna and cursed at himself and Qingxuan, but Qieryanna was very quiet, just watching He Linhua scolding non-stop.

When He Linhua got tired of cursing, Qi Eryanna asked, "Honey, are you alright?"

"Well... almost." He Linhua replied.

"Oh. Then I'll continue to watch TV dramas, and I still have a few episodes to go!" While speaking, Qieryanna had already returned to the computer, and continued to watch soap flakes with tears in her eyes.

Seeing this scene, He Linhua's face was filled with tears, and his face was full of tears - yah, bah!What kind of wife is this!