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Immeasurable feels that this is a snake with human nature.

Is it a demon?

He quickly vetoed it, not feeling the aura of a demon on it, and he was sure that it was not a demon, but just a snake, a very intelligent snake.

Clever people are able to communicate with people in a spiritual way.

Holding his chest in immeasurable distress, he looked at the white snake, "What is the purpose of you following me in?"

Naturally, the snake didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, and spit out the snake letter from time to time.

Immeasurable sighed, "If someone finds out, the ingredients for the next snake soup will be you." ”

He leaned back in his chair and meditated, the white snake was very well-behaved at first, and he had been entrenched on the table and never went anywhere.

During his long wandering, Wuliang had long been accustomed to being alone with wild animals, and he often spent the night in the wild, often with animals from the forest coming out to sit near him to rest.

The animals didn't offend him.

Wuliang thought to himself, so far, he has not been actively attacked by any animal.

He seems to have been born with a love for animals, or perhaps he has taken too many alchemical elixirs, blurring the human aura on his body and making the animals mistakenly think that he is also a member of the beast.

Wuliang took out the heavy book "Xuanfa Alchemy" from the drawer, and the pages of the book were still as good as new after years of flipping through them.

It is the seal of the book that plays a protective role, which cannot be torn, burned or soaked.

Wuliang quietly flipped through the book, while thinking that the original author was an alchemist who was unwilling to reveal his true identity, and in the self-introduction on the book, he only revealed a brief information that he was a Nordic five hundred years ago.

I can only know from the side door that he is of a very high rank and has profound skills;

This Nordic man studied with his father, who was also obsessed with alchemy, and occasionally obtained a Xuanmen transcript from Asia, which he combined with to integrate Xuanmen spells into alchemy, taking its essence and refining a more sophisticated and powerful "Xuanfa Alchemy".

Immeasurable thoughts, anyone who thoroughly learns the alchemy of the occult method is indeed invincible, can be immortal, immortal, can also stealth and summon zombies, and can come back to life, once they learn these powers, what will people pursue?

He had read all the contents of the book, and there were still two percent of the threatening and deceptive alchemy that he had not personally carried out.

He had used the remaining eighty percent himself, and if he had the opportunity to use the remaining twenty percent of alchemy, he would be able to finish the book completely.

It had taken seventy years to work on this book, and how long would it take for him to get rid of it?

He started out out of curiosity to learn, but now he is bound by books and passively learning.

Because once he stopped studying, the power of books would lead him to suicide.

Although Wuliang is eager to die, he still doesn't have the courage to commit suicide in the end, and every time he wants to commit suicide, he will retreat at the last moment.

There are people like him in the world, who obviously want to die so much, but they can't do it.

He thought all the time, if only he could hand over this task to someone else, if only someone could understand his desire to die, do it for him, and kill him.

Or you can be struck by lightning, or burned to death by fire.

But every time he is dragged by a book to commit suicide, his sense of survival is often unprecedentedly strong, and it is a kind of rebellion at all, and he hates himself.

When he was particularly desperate, he also considered that he would simply be arrested as a cult wizard, but he heard that after the cult wizard was caught, he would not die so neatly, because the cult wizard was regarded as the same kind of demons, and would perform a series of "purification and transcendence rituals" before being executed.

The government generally doesn't care about this kind of thing, and most of them are lynched by the people, skinned, stabbed, burned, and all kinds of punishments emerge one after another, and finally the wizard is executed when he is not in human shape.

After learning these truths, Wuliang immediately vetoed this method of seeking death.

He didn't want to be tortured to death.

So today, he is still careful to hide his secrets in front of ordinary people, trying not to let people find out that he has magical powers.

In the blink of an eye, he has been living peacefully to this day under the condition of displacement.

Being able to recuperate in the Tantric Sect for a while was a pleasant vacation for him.

It's a pity that he can't stop opening the book "Metaphysical Alchemy" in his hand.

Perhaps, only after he has completely performed all the spells, can he completely let go of this book, and this book will let him go.

Turning to the alchemy collection that recorded the nine kinds of pills, his eyes stayed on the column of Dianxing Dan.

"Dianxingdan, can make words come true, the side effects are unknown, it can not be taken with the same thing, it can only be swallowed by humans, animals are forbidden, otherwise it will die quickly after eating, warn, Dianxingdan, can only be taken once, and taking it twice will cause complications, be careful. ”

Wuliang read this note of unknown significance, "I don't write clearly what the side effects are, nor what are the complications of taking it twice? ”

How dare he try such a prescription?

Is the author playing a prank? Or is the prescription actually not perfect, but a half-finished product, so I can't write it in too much detail?

Wuliang took out a small wooden box from the drawer, and with a stroke of his finger, he lifted the spell he had set on it, and the box opened automatically.

Under normal circumstances, only he can lift the sealing spell on this box.

In the box lies the golden Yuexing Pill, which looks like a small golden ball, just such a small grain, can bring a soul that has left the body back to the world.

Bringing the dead back to life, how many people's lifelong pursuit is just condensed in a pill the size of a little thumb.

There was another blue pill next to it, which was also blended and refined by Wuliang's own hands, this was the suspicious Dianxing Pill.

Immeasurably stared at the Dianxing Pill with blue light flowing on its surface, guessing how it could make words come true?

In the middle of the box is an irregularly shaped piece of gold, which is the first time he has successfully refined gold from scrap iron and plants, and it is kept as a souvenir.

Refining gold is a very simple craft for him these days, just give him some materials that can be found everywhere and a large copper pot.

He could become a rich man by mass-producing gold day and night, but he didn't do that.

His interest is not in making a fortune, but in exploring the secrets of the world, the transformation of matter, and he is deeply attracted to this puzzle.

He was one step away from completely ending the study of the puzzle, and he had to figure out what the difference was between the material transformation in the Xuanmen and the material transformation in alchemy.

At the edge of the box, a small snow-white snake probed its brain and stretched out to the position of the electric pill.

Wuliang hurriedly closed the box and said to it, "This is not something you can touch, you are an animal, and if you eat it, you will die instantly." ”