Chapter 42: But You're Smoking
Spent two hundred and fifty spirit stones to buy an eight-grade rhubarb pill!
Lao Huang had a black face all the way, as if he had died of his son.
Although he is still an old bachelor.
However, this did not affect his feeling that the head of the family had the right vision to choose an heir at the moment.
Shangguan Feng, the eldest son, really can't afford to take on a big responsibility.
Shangguan style is still more suitable for traveling abroad.
Three years less!
At least thirty years!
No, three hundred years.
It's such a loser, fortunately it's not his own son, if not, he has to break all three of his legs.
The two drove the donkey cart and found an inn to rest.
Depending on the situation, it will be necessary to stay in this southwestern town for several days.
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in the guest room.
Lao Huang took off the wine gourd wrapped in pulp around his waist and put it on the table, and then sat opposite Shangguan Feng, who was fiddling with the white jade bottle on the table.
Opening the white jade bottle, Shangguan Feng sniffed the fragrance in the bottle, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils flickered slightly.
The mouth of the bottle was slightly slanted, and he poured the pill inside into the palm of his hand.
Then his left hand flashed, and he took out a slender silver needle from the Qiankun bag and gently pierced it into the dark red elixir.
On the thin needle, there is a slight movement of true qi.
Shangguan Feng's fingers twisted the tail of the needle, spinning back and forth.
After a while, Shangguan Feng's face gradually turned from calm to solemn, and he looked at Lao Huang and said, "It is indeed an eight-grade pill, but the medicinal power is extremely rare. Presumably, the alchemist is a master-level, but I didn't expect that such a number one person could come out of a wild town! β
Lao Huang took a sip of rice wine, smacked his lips, and looked at the pill in Shangguan Feng's hand.
Although he is only a guard, he is not good at the way of alchemy.
But over the years, he has followed Shangguan Feng to the north and south, and learned a lot of knowledge about pills from the eldest son of the Danding family.
The elixir, like the realm of cultivators, is divided into grades.
Grades 1 to 9.
Nine products are micro-end, and one product is supreme.
The smaller the number, the more precious the pill is, and the more difficult it is to refine.
In the past six months, he has followed Shangguan Feng to wander around the Xishu Kingdom, and he has to check the status of local pills everywhere he goes.
Without exception, the small country of Xishu can't produce any precious pills.
The highest is only the five-grade dragon pattern pill, which is still seen in the capital city of Xishu.
As for the rest of Xishu, it is difficult to meet even a high-grade alchemist.
"Eight pins! Can refine a mere eight-pin pill so pure, what does the young master say this alchemist is trying to do? Lao Huang said curiously.
The eight-pin pill is extremely common in the world.
It's just that I've never seen an alchemist refine the medicinal power of a mere eight-grade pill so pure.
It's just a mere eight-grade pill.
Can't make it.
With this energy and strength, why not challenge the more difficult ones.
If you do that, your alchemy skills and benefits will also increase exponentially.
Unless, this unknown alchemist is frying fish.
"What's the matter? I'm curious about how this little rhubarb pill makes me doubt life! β
With that, Shangguan Feng opened his mouth and threw the pill into his mouth.
Chew lightly and swallow into your stomach.
It's as easy as eating jelly beans.
Wait a moment.
Shangguan Feng frowned slightly, reminisced about the taste in his mouth, and blurted out the ingredients of the elixir: "Qiyang Root, Tiger Flame Grass, Jiuyang Divine Lotus, Silver Fruit, Jinhan Leaf, ......"
There are dozens of medicinal herbs before and after.
If Jiang Yang was here, he would be surprised: Did you kid peek at my Dan Fang?
Although Shangguan Feng is not in tune, as a young generation of alchemists, he still has this ability.
Lao Huang listened inadvertently, and then said: "These dozens of herbs are all hot and yang...... It stands to reason that the medicinal power should not be so pure, it should be extremely hot. β
Shangguan Feng nodded and agreed: "There should be a cold medicine to neutralize the medicinal power......
Shangguan Feng carefully recalled the taste of rhubarb pill, trying to rely on intuition to identify what the medicine lead was?
But after squinting and thinking for a long time, countless neutral cold medicinal materials were in my mind.
But none of them match.
It's weird!
"Yo, are there any medicinal herbs in this world that the young master doesn't know?" Lao Huang found that Shangguan was abnormal, and laughed loudly, feeling incredible.
Shangguan Feng locked his eyebrows, thought about it for a while, and finally gave up, with great frustration.
He'd never missed a shot, but he didn't expect it to ......
"Does it have the effect of washing the marrow and cutting the scriptures?" Lao Huang continued to ask.
Shangguan Feng waved his hand indifferently and said with a smile: "Lao Huang, I have been eating pills as jelly beans since I was a child...... It's just a mere eight-pin pill, how can it be useful to me. β
But Lao Huang put down the wine gourd in his hand and pointed to the top of Shangguan Feng's smoking head: "But you are smoking!" β
Shangguan Feng was stunned.
Cover your head with your hands and glance at your eyes.
But people can't see the top of their heads no matter what, without relying on external objects.
He hurried to the mirror, and sure enough, he found that there was smoke on the top of his head.
And the smoke is getting louder and bigger, and it's going to catch fire.
Other than that, his whole face was flushed, as if he had drunk fake wine.
At the same time, Shangguan Feng felt that something was moving in his body.
Those things slowly flowed from the dantian in the abdomen to the limbs, warming the meridians along the pores of the skin and washing the bones.
Gradually, a layer of black dirt appeared on the surface of Shangguan Feng's skin!
It is to expel impurities from the body!
Shangguan Feng felt incredible.
It stands to reason that when I was a child, I had eaten so many pills to wash the marrow and cut the scriptures, many of which were refined by famous teachers and masters, and those pills were put on the market, and they would only have a priceless price, and my body should have been pushed to the peak of the human body by the pills a long time ago!
Why is this happening?
Could it be that all the food used to be fake?
No way......
Shangguan Feng quickly ruled out this possibility.
There's only one way to say that.
Shangguan Feng's gaze fell on the white jade bottle, and his expression was solemn.
This eight-rank pill is even more effective than the previous ones!
Or rather, stronger!
"How do you feel now?" Lao Huang asked again.
Not only Shangguan Feng was shocked, but so was Lao Huang.
However, as a guard, he was more worried that it was a poison.
It's just that it was disguised as Bapin by someone with a heart and used to poison Shangguan Feng.
Shangguan Feng shook his head and responded, "Except for feeling a little warmer in my body, I don't feel anything else......"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a "poof" sound in the room.
Lao Huang: "???? β
Lao Huang immediately covered his nose and stepped back a few feet.
Just now, Shangguan Feng let out a loud fart!
Seeing Lao Huang walking away from him, Shangguan Feng smiled awkwardly and fanned the wind with his hand, trying to dispel the smell.
It is said that stinky farts don't make a sound, and loud farts don't stink.
His fart, it stinks and smells loud!
It's counterintuitive.
"Lao Huang, don't be so ......"
Before he finished speaking, Shangguan Feng's facial features twisted at an extremely exaggerated speed.
"Blanchβ"
The next moment, Shangguan Feng covered his stomach and rushed out of the room like a gust of wind.
At the door, he met the innkeeper and hurriedly asked where the hut was.
The guy saw that his face was wrong, and he clutched his stomach again and pointed to the backyard.
Shangguan Feng clutched his stomach, clamped his legs, and rushed into the thatched house in the backyard at a speed of one hundred and eighty miles.
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"Bang!"
In the backyard of the inn, in the latrine.
As soon as Shangguan Feng entered, as soon as he took off his pants and squatted down, he made a loud noise.
The friends in the inn were stunned!
Is this, or is it a cannon fight?