Chapter 21: The King's Offering of Elixir
Xia Hao picked up the pill and held it in his hand.
A chill came from his fingers, like holding a handful of snow.
From a secular point of view, this elixir is indeed well refined.
But......
"Please Hao Gongzi Dan. Wang Xianfeng touched his white beard and said proudly.
Xia Hao looked at Wang Xian and said, "Is it really so important to you?"
"Nonsense, don't discern Dan, what else do you want to do?"
Wang Xian snorted and said.
Xia Hao said: "It seems that Wang Xianfeng is really true love for alchemy." Even if his lifespan is limited, he is so enthusiastic about the cause of alchemy, and he is so anxious to distinguish the pill. ”
"How do you speak?"
"Say who has a limited lifespan!"
Hearing this, the Yuan family immediately exploded, and they shouted angrily.
The king raised his eyebrows, and was about to get angry. suddenly thought that before, Xia Hao was also like this, involving Yuan Ji's style, saying it as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and it was exactly the same, he couldn't help frowning, and a trace of gloom passed through his heart.
"Wang worships the recent sleep, is it a little unusual, when he sleeps very deeply and soundly, and even often has a reverie dream. But when I woke up, I was sweating. Weak and tired, I sleep a lot, but I often feel sleepy and weak. Moreover, sometimes, especially in rainy and humid weather, the Meigong will have inexplicable pain, and the body is like a thousand needles and needles in the body, the stinging pain is unbearable, and the torment is endured. ”
Xia Hao said slowly.
The corners of Wang Feng's eyes jumped suddenly, his expression was shocked, and he was in disbelief, "How do you know?"
Xia Hao said again: "When you just invested in Qianxiao Grass, you fused the three alchemy techniques of Cloud Hand, Thousand Illusion Hand, and Spirit Crane Hand, deliberately trying to confuse my line of sight and increase the difficulty of me distinguishing Dan. However, the torture of inexplicable illness has affected you, and when you fuse these techniques, it is not as stable as before, there is a trace of stagnation, and your fingers even tremble slightly, I see it right, right?"
"What?"
"The king's method of worship, there is condensation?"
The Yuan family was stunned, and they looked all the way, only to see that the king's alchemy technique was flowing smoothly, and there was no condensation.
Not to mention trembling.
But looking at the look of the king's worship, I am afraid that Xia Hao is right.
"This pill looks good, but it's a pity that it contains a wisp of death. If it is swallowed by a person, not only will it not have a tonic effect, but even the life span of the person taking the pill will be affected. Xia Hao shook his head lightly and said: "This wisp of death is so deep, the life limit of the alchemist is no longer optimistic, if it continues to develop like this, at most, it will only have half a year's life." ”
"What, the life span of the king's worship is only half a year?"
"That's an exaggeration, isn't it?"
"It's just alarmist!"
The Yuan family whispered and couldn't believe it.
But looking at the look of the king's worship, it became more and more solemn.
In fact, even if he didn't distinguish the elixir, Xia Hao could see that Wang Fengfeng's body was entangled with dead energy, and if he didn't treat it, his life would not be long.
When it comes to the induction of dead air, who can be more sensitive and profound than Xia Hao?
"If my guess is right, Wang Fengfeng should have gotten something he loves recently, he must be very addicted and can't put it down. It's just that, sometimes, disasters often come from the things closest to you. ”
Xia Hao said.
Wang Fengfeng was shocked in his heart, some time ago, he did get a favorite thing. It is a small incense burner, which can be held in the palm of the hand, and the fragrance emitted is like a dream, which makes people feel like a cloud, fluttering like a fairy.
Today, Wang worship's addiction to this fragrance has become an addiction.
Every day, this fragrance has become his biggest thought.
When I think about it, the inexplicable illness only appeared shortly after I got the incense burner.
But the incense burner brings a dreamlike, fluttering fairy-like feeling.
Sickness, on the other hand, is torture.
How could the king possibly link the two?
Sometimes, when the inexplicable illness struck and he couldn't bear it, the king worshiped by relying on the aroma of the incense burner to survive.
Now, hearing Xia Hao say this, Wang Xianfeng's heart sank, and a drop of cold sweat oozed from his face. He looked at Xia Hao, his expression became respectful, and said: "Don't hide it from Gongzi Hao, Wang did get an incense burner recently, which is quite peculiar, engraved with the words 'Huangting Yunshan', the pattern is simple, and the fragrance is more fragrant and impressive." Could it be that there is something wrong with this incense burner?"
"What do you say?" Xia Hao said lightly.
You don't need to ask anymore to guess that the incense burner that the king enshrined came from an ancient tomb nine times out of ten, and it is likely that some kind of incantation was engraved to accumulate dead energy.
And when the king was intoxicated with the dreamlike aroma, how did he know that bursts of dead air, like the breath of death, invaded his body. Little by little, devouring and eating away at his vitality.
Every time the king smells a little more incense, he is one step closer to death.
"This incense burner, there is really a problem...... Wang Xianfeng muttered in his mouth, and then looked at Xia Hao, his eyes revealed a trace of expectation, and said: "Master Hao, then what should I do now, this, can it be recovered?"
Everything Xia Hao said was meticulous and good, so that the king could worship him, and he had to believe it. It's a matter of life and death, and he can't help but be nervous.
Xia Hao shook his head and said, "Today is a Dan, not a cure." ”
Whether Wang Xianfeng was entangled by death qi or not, whether his life was short, Xia Hao didn't care at all.
If it weren't for the discernment, he wouldn't have mentioned it.
In this world, every moment and every moment, there is a life and a death. Some people die of greed, some die of hatred, some die of misfortune, and some are implicated in death. Who knows, how did the king get the incense burner, and what is hidden in the middle. If everyone's life and death, Xia Hao has to care, where can he have so much leisure?
Thump!
Suddenly.
Wang Feng's knees were weak, and he knelt down violently in front of Xia Hao, his forehead touched the ground, his voice was extremely respectful, and he said with sincere fear: "Please also ask Hao Gongzi to save me! If Hao Gongzi can have mercy and show me a way to live, Wang will always be grateful for Gongzi's kindness, and from now on, Hao Gongzi will have a life, even if Wang goes to the soup and fire, he will not give up!"
"This!"
The Yuan family was in an uproar.
Yuan Xiong's face was also pale.
I thought that as soon as Wang Fengfeng made a move, he would inevitably win, Yuan Xiong and the others were ready and waited to see Xia Hao's jokes.
Unexpectedly, Xia Hao was not stumped, and Wang Xian knelt down first.
It's a real kneeling.
In this situation, what else can Yuan Xiong say!?
"Then this pill, can you still distinguish it?" Xia Hao took the snow-white pill and asked Wang Xian.
Looking at the snow-white pill, Wang Xianfeng still had the initial pride and pride, and there was only shame and panic on his face, "Wang Jing's low level, how dare he let Hao Gongzi distinguish the Dan? ”