0147, crazy Yan Xuemeng
Looking at the information on the computer screen through her hands, Yan Xuemeng only felt a chill all over her body, what is this?
The plague god, is there really such a god as zĂ i?
couldn't help but turn his head and look at Ning Qinghua who was standing beside him, with a solemn face, his eyes were staring at the computer screen tightly, and he didn't have a moment of distraction at all. Yan Xuemeng's heart was cold, and she felt that this world was completely different from what she had known for more than 20 years, it was really crazy.
"The tomb below is the tomb of a god?"
After reading the introduction on the computer about Liu Yuanda, the so-called plague god, Ning Qinghua noticed the horror on Yan Xuemeng's face, and couldn't help but laugh.
"To be precise, it's not a tomb under the depression, it's just a cage."
A tomb is a place where people are buried after death, while a cage is a place for the living.
Thinking of the meaning behind Ning Qinghua's words, Yan Xuemeng's eyes suddenly widened, and her face was incredulous.
"Is there a living person down there? Oh no, it's supposed to be a plague god! â
Yan Xuemeng was clever, contacted the information that Ning Qinghua asked to find just now, and immediately woke up, who is being held in the so-called cage under this depression.
Whether it is a god or not, according to the information on the Internet, if this so-called plague god Liu Yuanda really lives until now, how can it be counted that he has experienced at least 4,000 years of long years, isn't it longer than a turtle?
When Yan Xuemeng has nothing to do, she also likes to flip through the news, and there is a Guinness World Record. The longest-lived creature known to humans is an old sea turtle that is more than three hundred years old. If what Ning Qinghua said is the truth, this life span of at least four thousand years is too subversive of ordinary people's cognition. If this is the case, I am afraid that even if it is not truly immortal, in the eyes of mortals, it is also a first-class figure of immortals.
"I don't know if it's a plague god, but there is indeed such a guy who claims to be Liu Yuanda."
It's different from Yan Xuemeng. Ning Qinghua had a faint smile on his face, and there was not the slightest hint of shock at all.
"Tell me the truth, senior brother, are you also such a person?"
Thinking of Ning Qinghua's table these days. Yan Xuemeng had to wonder if Ning Qinghua was also the kind of existence that surpassed the imagination of mortals.
Obviously aware of the horror and alienation on Yan Xuemeng's face, Ning Qinghua couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
Truly. For a mortal like Yan Xuemeng, a cultivator is undoubtedly an unimaginable outlier. Imagine, in front of the other person's long life, even if you have the greatest power in the world and the most wealth in the world, what is the point?
For ordinary people, cultivators like Ning Qinghua are undoubtedly immortals, and the two are completely on different levels. In their eyes, human beings have only a hundred years of life. It is estimated to be the same as those summer insects in the eyes of humans. The extremely short journey of life is like a moment, and I believe that no human being will waste a single emotion because of the short life of a small summer worm.
Ning Qinghua naturally knew what Yan Xuemeng was thinking at this moment, and couldn't help but raise his hand to stroke his slightly frowning brow, and waited for a moment before speaking.
"One of my seniors told me. If you give up the scenery on both sides of this road for the sake of longevity, I believe that even if you really reach the end of this road one day, this person is just a stubborn rock with no emotions to speak of. What's the point of being as eternal as a stubborn stone? â
I have to say. Yan Xuemeng is a broad-hearted person, although Ning Qinghua did not directly answer her question, but the answer given was even far more than she wanted to know.
"So, senior brother, you should be a fairy who likes to see the scenery!" âŚ,
Seeing Yan Xuemeng, who had already regained her peaceful attitude, Ning Qinghua couldn't help but admire her generosity in her heart.
"I'm not an immortal, and I definitely won't be an old monster who can live for thousands of years, but if I am in my current state, I believe that like those Taoist celebrities in history, I will live to be one hundred and fifty or sixty years old, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"
Ning Qinghua obviously didn't tell the truth, with his current cultivation, he had at least three hundred years of life, but this statement could make Yan Xuemeng accept. After all, even among ordinary people, there are people who live to be one hundred and twenty years old. Although Ning Qinghua's statement of being one hundred and fifty or sixty years old is a bit shocking, it is still within the range that ordinary people can accept.
"Those Taoist celebrities are all old immortals, so senior brother, do you have any panacea?"
Yan Xuemeng looked like a curious baby, but when she saw the gleam in the other party's eyes, Ning Qinghua knew that she would definitely not be able to escape.
"I have a list, and the medicinal materials are also complete, but I lack an alchemy furnace, if you can find a way to get it for me, then the immortal will give you a permanent youth Zhuyan Pill."
"Is there such a thing as magical?"
I have to say that women care about their appearance even more than their own lives, especially Yan Xuemeng, a daughter with excellent family economic conditions. For them, money is just a meaningless number, and their studies and careers are just the result of interest, and only this face is the same as youth, which cannot be bought by spending no amount of money.
Of course, modern plastic surgery is very developed, but no matter how powerful plastic surgery is, it is only a symptom but not a root cause, and it cannot resist the erosion of time at all.
Now Yan Xuemeng learned from Ning Qinghua that if she really has such a look of anti-face elixir, where can she still keep her composure, her face is full of hope, if she doesn't know that Ning Qinghua doesn't have it now, it is estimated that she can directly strip off the other party's big man in her bedroom and search him.
"Of course, Zhu Yan Dan can't rejuvenate, but it can keep people's body and appearance in a young state for a long time."
Even if you can't rejuvenate, even if you can make yourself look ten years younger, it is estimated that countless women around the world will be crazy about pursuing this drug, even if it costs more, they will not blink an eye.
"The furnace of alchemy? What is it like? Can't you replace it with a pressure cooker or something? â
Now Yan Xuemeng has long lost any plague pimples in her heart, and her whole mind is haunted by what Ning Qinghua said about Zhuyan Dan.
Faced with Yan Xuemeng's whimsical thoughts, Ning Qinghua had a wry smile on her face.
Pressure cooker! Do you still need a gas stove?
Alchemy is not cooking and cooking, the Ding furnace used is best a magic weapon that can have unique Taoist rules, which can play the role of the intersection of dragons and tigers, yin and yang, and completely refine the medicinal properties in the medicinal materials. Of course, without magic weapons, some high-grade spiritual weapons are also possible. It's just that, let alone a magic weapon, even if it is a high-grade spiritual weapon, it is rare in the world, in the mortal society, if you want to find such a cultivator's alchemy furnace, I am afraid that it will be as difficult as the sky.
The medicine tripod that Ning Qinghua snatched from the two disciples of the Danding Sect before, as long as it was recuperated for a period of time, it was barely enough. It's a pity that it was shattered in the process of refining the anger on the corpse's body.
In addition to the alchemy furnace, the required furnace fire is also very particular. If you really want to take a gas stove to fill the number, let alone alchemy, what those medicinal materials looked like before they were thrown in, and what they looked like after they came out, it was absolutely impossible to refine them into pills.
Of course, the section on the fire is easy for Ning Qinghua. It is a land god who can control the spiritual power of the leylines, and in the leylines, there are several special flames, which have the attributes of yin and yang, and can be used according to the situation, and it is not a problem at all. âŚ,
In fact, the reason why Ning Qinghua mentioned Zhuyan Dan at this time was to change the topic, and the other was to open up the future "market".
Zhu Yan Dan, an inferior elixir, is completely a chicken rib for cultivators. Any cultivator, if he reaches the Yuan Infant realm, can even reshape his physical body. And ordinary cultivators, even if they don't reach that level, it is very simple to change their appearance slightly.
However, for women who value their face more than their lives, it is completely different, and the Rejuvenation Pill is simply the ultimate beauty product tailored for them.
Ning Qinghua knew very well that the number of Zhuyan Dan he refined must have a very big limit, and according to its extraordinary effect, only by taking the high-end route could he bring Ning Qinghua a lot of income.
It's just that if you want those rich daughters and wealthy wives to know such a treasure, it is obviously more than worth the loss to advertise through normal channels. The only way to do this is by word of mouth.
Undoubtedly, the college sister in front of me is a good entry point. As long as Zhu Yan Dan gets her approval, I believe that it won't be long before it will spread ten, ten to hundred, not to mention the whole world, just in China, it is estimated that it will not be long before many people take the initiative to come to the door. At that time, Ning Qinghua can lie at home and wait for pie to fall from the sky.
I introduced the alchemy ding furnace I needed to Yan Xuemeng in detail, although I still didn't fully figure it out in the end, but one thing I knew, the alchemy ding furnace in Ning Qinghua's mouth must be an antique cultural relic. You must know that Yan Wenyi is also an antique collector, and over the years, he has also obtained a lot of good things from major auction venues and some private channels. Moreover, with Yan Wenyi's connections, there must be a lot of antique dealers or collectors he knows, and he can try his luck when he buys from them.
"You see that the affairs of the tea field are done, I will go to the Ding furnace for you!"
Now Yan Xuemeng couldn't stay for a quarter of an hour, and rushed out of the door after throwing down such a sentence, obviously planning to go to Bianzhou in person, first scratch the baby of her father Yan Wenyi, if you can't find it, then think of other ways. RQ
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