"This... this is really a concentration pill!" Sima Zhuizi's voice trembled, as if he had seen a rare treasure, and his eyes revealed an astonishing light.
"Not bad." Su Zishuang said lightly.
"Please come in, please come in quickly."
Suddenly, Sima Hammer became extremely enthusiastic.
Judging from his eyes that seemed to have turned green, he seemed to be eager to grab the concentration pill immediately.
But the alchemist cannot be offended, especially the alchemist who can refine the concentration pill.
No matter how much Sima Chuizi desires in his heart, he has to suppress his desire, otherwise the gain will not be worth the loss.
Sima Chuizi, who was still extremely cold just now, is now as enthusiastic as a different person.
After welcoming Su Zishuang and Ye Tong into the living room, they immediately served tea and water, with surprising attentiveness.
But Sima Chuizi placed most of the spirit fruits in front of Su Zishuang, and when there were only a few in front of Ye Tong, Ye Tong finally couldn't help but teased: "Sima Chuizi, you are too utilitarian, what are you doing to us?" They are all your old friends!"
Sima Zhuizi rolled his eyes and said: "You are not an alchemist, your daughter is, so I am trying to please her. I am such a straightforward person. It's not like you haven't known about it for so many years."
Su Zishuang felt ashamed in her heart, this Sima Chuizi was really a straight-tempered man, and he didn't mince words at all.
Fortunately, Su Zishuang is an open-minded person and is not Ye Tong's daughter. Otherwise, if Su Zishuang was really Ye Tong's daughter, treating her father like this would not be the way to treat guests and would easily offend others.
"Master Ye, I can't speak, and I have offended many people, but I can't change it even if I want to. Now I'm going to get straight to the point and say that I really need the Concentration Pill. If Master Ye can refine it for me, I'll give it to you." I can pay any price." Sima Hammer looked at Su Zishuang eagerly.
Su Zishuang secretly sighed in her heart. With Sima Chuizi's temperament, he had no negotiation skills at all. He simply showed his trump card. If he were a cruel person, he would probably bankrupt him through this.
Fortunately, Su Zishuang is not that kind of person. She has her own principles in acting and will not take advantage of others easily.
"It's not easy to refine the Condensing Pill, and you know that, but I'm still somewhat sure, but what do you need the Concentrating Pill for?" Su Zishuang raised her eyes and asked.
Sima Chuizi's expression condensed, and he quickly gritted his teeth and said, "Master Ye, do you really have to know the reason?"
Sima Chuizi's expression was ugly. Apparently this question touched some of his taboos, that's why he acted like this.
But Su Zishuang must understand that there is a lot to do with it.
Su Zishuang said sternly: "I know this is your privacy, and there is no need to explain it, but with a responsible attitude, I will tell you that there are many taboos when using the Condensing Pill, and not all situations can Taken. If the elixir is not used correctly and causes bad consequences, who will be responsible?"
There was a look of surprise in Sima Chuizi's eyes.
"There are taboos when taking the Condensing Pill? Why haven't any other alchemists told me?"
"Why are they telling you? People are cold and warm, and the world is hot and cold. Alchemists only sell elixirs, and they will definitely talk about the effects of their elixirs. As for the disadvantages, they will also briefly mention them, but they are all written in Spring and Autumn style. And transform it.”
Su Zishuang said: "I'm just giving you a reminder because you are my father's old friend. It's up to you to believe it or not."
Sima Chuizi's expression changed, and it could be seen that he was undergoing a fierce psychological struggle.
After a while, Sima Chuizi sighed deeply, as if he had made a very important decision, and leaned back on the chair to catch his breath.
Su Zishuang flicked her palm, and a wine jar appeared on the table.
"Come on, let's have a few sips of wine to calm down."
Su Zishuang poured out a bowl of wine and handed it to Sima Hammer.
Sima Zhuizi hesitated for a moment, then took it and drank it in one gulp, closing his eyes...
After his emotions slowly calmed down, Sima Chuizi raised his eyes and said: "Please keep this matter a secret for me, because it is related to my wealth and life."
"Don't worry, I am an alchemist, and I am not involved in other matters." Su Zishuang nodded.
"My daughter's opinion is my opinion." Ye Tong said from the side.
The so-called daughter is actually his master. As a loyal servant, he naturally relies on his master's opinions.
"Follow me, it's not clear here." Sima Chuizi stood up and said.
Follow Sima Hammer towards the inner room.
Arriving in the inner room on the side, Sima Hammer slapped his palm on the corner beside the bed. A mist circled twice, and a crack appeared on the ground, revealing a dark passage.
"This is my underground darkroom, come with me." Sima Hammer stepped towards the dark passage, clapped his hands, and the surrounding area lit up.
The candlelight flickered, and walking in the alley felt somewhat strange and eerie.
There are many open rooms on both sides of the lane, and you can see a lot of weapon refining materials piled up in a mess.
But Sima Chuizi did not enter other rooms, but walked straight towards the top room.
There is a stone door there with many formation patterns engraved on it.
Su Zishuang is a three-pole formation mage. Although her level of formations is not high, her knowledge of formations is extremely good. She can be said to be at the master level. Therefore, just by glancing at the formation pattern, you can see that it is a seal. and psychedelic double ban.
Sima Zhuizi formed a seal with his hands and began to use the spirit technique.
To make a simple analogy, restrictions or formations are equivalent to locks, and spiritual techniques are keys. What kind of lock goes with what kind of lock.
"Click, click..."
The stone door slowly opened, and what appeared in front of Su Zishuang was a stone room. The luminous pearls inlaid on the walls made the entire stone room look like the day outside.
But the night pearl is not the point. Su Zishuang's eyes have been attracted to the middle of the stone room.
It was a crystal coffin, and inside lay a beautiful woman, wearing a pink gauze skirt. Her exposed arms and face were all fair and delicate.
Sima Chuizi looked at the woman with a hint of obsession, his eyes filled with everything.
"Is this your wife?" Su Zishuang took a deep breath.
"No, she is the eldest lady." Sima Chuizi's words made Su Zishuang show a hint of surprise on her face.
"Miss?" Su Zishuang asked.
"Well, she is the daughter of Gongyang Daoyuan, the leader of Qianyun Sect. Her name is Gongyang Peilan." When Sima Chuizi spoke, he kept looking at the woman lying quietly.
"Gongyang Daoyuan... turns out to be his daughter!" Ye Tong reacted immediately.
Su Zishuang said in surprise: "Even if she is Gongyang Daoyuan's daughter, why is she here?"
There must be something thrilling happening here, but Su Zishuang doesn't care too much. She just wants to know what's wrong with Gongyang Peilan, and the Ningshen Pill can't be taken casually.
"Gongyang Daoyuan was the former sect leader of Qianyun Sect. I heard he died a few years ago. The current sect leader is Gongyang Daoyan. He seems to be Gongyang Daoyuan's distant cousin. The Gongyang family has two geniuses. It can be regarded as one of the famous families in the world of immortal cultivation in the Kunlun Mountains." Ye Tong said.
"Hmph, the sect master was plotted by the traitor Gongyang Daoyan and sent people to hunt down Peilan. When I rescued her, her soul was already on the verge of dissipation. I tried every possible means to keep her soul from dissipating. , but I heard that only the Concentrating Pill can cure it. But I can’t buy the Concentrating Pill... "
An extremely painful expression appeared on Sima Zhuizi's face. He grabbed his hair with his big hands and tore it hard, feeling very irritated.
"Can you let me take a look?" Su Zishuang was not interested in the civil strife in Qianyun Sect, but simply wanted to see the injury of the male sheep Peilan.
"Okay, Master Ye, please." Sima Chuizi did not hesitate this time.
Having already exposed his biggest secret, he would still have to rely on the alchemist. Sima Chuizi was relatively sober at this point.
Su Zishuang walked up to the crystal coffin, lifted one side of the coffin lid, and reached out to hold Ram Peilan's wrist.
Ram Peilan's wrist is warm, and it is certain that her body functions are functioning normally, so the biggest problem is her soul.
As the spiritual power circulated, Su Zishuang began to conduct inspections.
After some time, Su Zishuang's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and her face couldn't help but feel slightly cold.
"Master Ye, is there something wrong?" Sima Chuizi asked anxiously.
"The Concentration Pill can't cure it either." Su Zishuang said lightly.
Sima Chuizi's face immediately turned pale, and his expression was extremely gloomy.
"If the Concentration Pill can't cure me, is God going to kill me?" Sima Chuizi murmured to himself.
"Master Ye, you must have a solution, right?" Sima Chuizi suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Zishuang's wrist, with a nervous expression and a hint of hope.
Su Zishuang frowned and said, "Sima Hammer, you are trying too hard."
Sima Zhuizi obviously possesses the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and his strength is beyond that of ordinary monks. This exertion left several bruising fingerprints on Su Zishuang's wrist.
"It was my fault." Sima Chuizi hurriedly let go of his hand and was at a loss for what to say.
Su Zishuang used her spiritual power to gradually dissolve the bruises.
Then he put down the lid of the crystal coffin and put his hands in his sleeves.
"Gongyang Peilan's scattered soul could have been cured by using the Concentrating Pill and another elixir, but someone did a stupid thing. He used fragrant Stabilizing Grass, Diyuan Soul Fruit, and Divine Frost Miracle Fruit to stabilize the soul..."
"The three medicinal materials all have a calming effect, but when combined together, they form a chronic poison that will slowly erode Zifu and make Zifu wither." Su Zishuang said lightly.
Zifu is the residence of human souls!
If something goes wrong in the Zi Mansion, the human soul will have no support and will not be able to continue to exist.
Therefore, the erosion of Zi Mansion is an extremely serious matter.
"It's all my fault. It turns out I was the smart one from the beginning!" Sima Zhuizi yelled, his eyes dull.
If there was a stone in front of him now, he would want to hit it to death. He self-righteously used a variety of medicinal materials, thinking that the effects would be superimposed, but the result was counterproductive.
"Is there any hope?"
Sima Chuizi asked with a glimmer of hope. If he completely lost hope, he would also lose the courage to live.
"If it were other alchemists, they would probably shake their heads and say no, but you are lucky enough to meet me. I have a way to treat it, but it requires a long course of treatment, and it cannot be done with just a pinch of hair in one day." Su Zishuang's lips The horns were raised.
Sima Chuizi immediately asked: "What does Master Ye need from me?"
"I have a difficulty now, that is, after a period of time, I will have to duel with a fake elixir monk who will not stop until death, so you must create the most suitable magical weapon for me. If I can overcome this difficulty, I will I can help you with treatment. If you can't make it, I'll die. She won't survive either..." Su Zishuang said with an indifferent expression.
Su Zishuang's words were not a threat, but a fact.
"Okay, I'll make a custom-made magic weapon for you." Sima Zhuizi agreed immediately.
"You trust me so much? Aren't you worried that what I say is false?" Su Zishuang was surprised.
"I have no way out. Peilan has reached the edge of soul dissipation. He can only move forward, not backward." Sima Zhuizi said.
"Your choice will not be wrong." Su Zishuang said: "I will condense her soul first to temporarily delay the erosion of Zi Mansion."
Su Zishuang took out a concentration pill, but did not give it to Gong Yang Peilan immediately.
Instead, he put his fingers on her wrist and began to penetrate his spiritual power into it, constructing a small restriction at the location of her Zi Mansion in order to delay the erosion of the Zi Mansion.
After the restriction was successfully constructed, Su Zishuang stuffed the Concentration Pill into the mouth of the male sheep Peilan.
After a while, a faint halo appeared on the surface of Ram Peilan's skin, his already weak breathing gradually began to strengthen, and his vitality became obviously strong.
Sima Hammer showed joy on his face.
Unexpectedly, Su Zishuang just made a few random moves to calm down the injury of Ram Peilan.
But as Su Zishuang said, Gongyang Peilan did not wake up after taking the Ningshen Pill.
After all, the Concentrating Pill is only a three-pole elixir that can repair damage to the soul, but its effect is very limited. In such a state of being severely injured and comatose for several years, the Concentrating Pill has little effect.
Therefore, if you want to revive Peilan the Ram, you must have better elixirs.
Su Zishuang had to pay a lot, so it was reasonable and natural for Sima Hammer to create the magic weapon.
"Master Ye Dan, what kind of magic weapon do you need? Do you have any special requirements?"
Sima Chuizi did not say a word of thanks. He still kept this kindness in his heart and would do better in the future. No matter how many nice words he said, they would have no real meaning.
"I need a sword, preferably one that can carry the power of thunder, and a set of magic skirts, as well as other effective defensive weapons..." Su Zishuang carefully stated her requirements one by one.
Sima Chuizi listened carefully, not missing every detail.
Since he is determined to do something, he must do it to the end. Now Su Zishuang's fate is linked to him.
Therefore, Karen Ye cannot die! (To be continued.