Chapter 391: "Tools"
As soon as Ye Ning finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, and deliberately raised his head to look at the ceiling, and said to him: "Alina, the effect of your Holy Light Technique this time, I feel that it has at least doubled compared to a year ago, and your magic cultivation talent, even I feel ashamed." ”
The appearance in Alina's mind was instantly emptied, and a touch of gloom flashed in her eyes, she understood that Ye Ning was hinting that she was a one-of-a-kind Holy Light magic cultivator, unless she had outstanding talent, it was the key to maintain a perfect body, once she "broke the ring", the improvement of the martial arts realm would be obviously slow, or even stagnant.
This also means that even if she has the man she likes, the most intimate relationship between them can only reach brother and sister.
Unless she cultivates the entire set of Holy Light Magic to the fullest and crosses the Ning Dan Stage to a higher realm, how easy is that to say? Even if there is one day, I am afraid that it will be no longer youthful...
Ye Ning took her sad appearance into the corner of his eyes, and sighed lightly in his heart, for more than five years, he had lived and died together, how could he not understand Alina's thoughts about him, but he knew very rationally that there was a red line between the two that could never be crossed, and this red line was meant to be guarded, not to be crossed.
"Aliana, my good sister, you can go for my brother. After a while, Ye Ning pretended to be pitiful and pleaded.
Alina let out a soft "um" and silently got up and left the room.
In the bedroom on the east side of the first floor of the villa, Meng Jiao was lying on a comfortable bed, and although she had recovered a lot in the past two days of recuperation, she was still weak.
Alina pushed the door in, ordered the female mercenary who took care of Meng Jiao to go out, and then came to the edge of the bed and sat down, glanced at Meng Jiao's pale face, raised her jade palm, and knocked out a white ball of light, disappearing between Meng Jiao's eyebrows.
A few minutes later, the sleeping Meng Jiao showed signs of awakening, slowly raised her eyelids, and looked at the thrillingly beautiful face in front of her with a little blankness.
"You are..."
"You've lost a lot of blood and you've been in a coma for two days and two nights, but you don't have to worry about your body, you should be able to walk on the ground in a day or two. Alina said with a cold face: "You are the eldest lady of the Meng family, a family of traditional Chinese medicine, I have a recipe here, I want you to identify it." As he spoke, he handed over the oil paper, which clearly meant that Meng Jiao could not refuse.
Meng Jiao saw that the other party didn't plan to report her home, and she didn't force it, so she tapped her chin, stretched out her hand from the quilt, took the oil paper, held it in front of her eyes, and began to read.
After a full quarter of an hour, Meng Jiao closed her eyes and said slowly: "There should be no problem with this formula, the four flavors of the second-grade medicinal materials, the twelve ordinary third-grade medicinal materials, the grade of Cheng Dan is at least the peak of the second-level of the mortal grade, maybe it can also climb to the top, and if the effect is good, it should help the martial arts to break through." ”
Alina's eyes flashed slightly: "Your judgment is right, this recipe was obtained from Old Man Huang." ”
A flash of surprise flashed in Meng Jiao's eyes: "Could it be the best pill that can increase the chance of entering the condensation stage?"
Alina nodded: "But now I have tried twice according to the recipe of the medicinal material ratio, and I failed at the last moment." ”
Meng Jiao frowned, thought about it carefully, and then said, "Can you tell me the whole process of alchemy?"
Alina had no objection, and said it specifically, as far as possible not to miss any link, after Meng Jiao listened attentively, she did not immediately express her opinion, and thought for a long time before saying: "There should be nothing wrong with the step link, I think it may be because the refiner's own martial arts realm is not up to standard, and the final process of becoming a pill of the best pill requires blood sacrifice, which is extremely expensive, even if it is the innate Great Perfection, it may not be able to withstand it." ”
Alina shook her head and said, "The person who alchemy itself is far more than the Innate Great Perfection. ”
Meng Jiao showed a thoughtful look, pursed her lips, fell into a deep groan, and thought for a while, before she said, "Then I can only think of one possibility... I've heard the elders in the family say that when it comes to the best level of pills, if you use ordinary blood to become a pill, the chance will not exceed one percent, or even half of it, if it is..."
The words paused, and the eyes that looked at Alina were a little more complicated, and finally bit down with silver teeth: "Although my blood has not yet reached the standard of pure yin, it is only a line off, if my blood is used to become a pill, the probability will be much higher." ”
As she spoke, there was a sense of loneliness and sadness in her heart, and in her mind, Alina's purpose was obvious, that is, to use her blood for alchemy, and the feeling of being raised as a "tool" was simply terrible.
Alina was stunned for a while because of this "unexpected gain", and then reached out and grabbed Meng Jiao's wrist, Meng Jiao was powerless to resist, it was worth letting her pulse be held, and at the same time, her mood became more and more depressed.
"The recovery is not bad, better than I expected, I will perform the Holy Light Technique again, you will recuperate for another day, and there will be another alchemy tomorrow afternoon, can you use your blood in the blood sacrifice of Cheng Dan?"
Meng Jiao smiled miserably: "Can I refuse?" She knew in her heart, don't look at the other party not forcing herself, good words, that's just a performance, now she is just a "tool", how to make it, she doesn't have the slightest right to speak.
Alina saw her overflowing negative emotions in her eyes, roughly guessed the reason, and said, "Miss Meng, you misunderstood, if you don't want to, I won't force you, and I don't think he will force you." ”
"Really?"
In Meng Jiao's incredulous gaze, Alina nodded affirmatively, and said firmly: "But I think, you will be willing, don't you have him in your heart?" He has tried twice before, but it was unsuccessful, and now there is only the last one left. ”
"You mean, he, he's Ye Ning, oh no, the Night King. Meng Jiao's face changed impermanently, like a dream, and an excited emotion inadvertently spread from her heart, like a dark cloud dispersing and seeing the sun again.
"I know you like him, or I wouldn't have saved your life,
(End of chapter)