But half is still ok.
Although the success rate is only about two-fifths, she has no choice but to take a gamble. She hopes that after doing so many missions in the world, she can accumulate luck.
But Shen Mubai spent a lot of effort on those medicinal materials, spirit grass and beast blood, half of which she had the cheek to borrow everywhere, among which the most were the masters, and the other half was Liu Yuezhen's savings and treasures over the years .
After running around like this for a few days, Shen Mubai was so tired that he finally collected all the things.
In fact, those things are secondary, and the most important thing is this golden pill on his body.
The system said in her mind, "The chance of success is less than half, are you sure you want to take this risk?"
Shen Mubai said, "I can't do without taking risks, can you still help me?"
The system has nothing to say.
It is not difficult to prepare a medicinal bath, but the difficulty is to take out the golden elixir from his body.
That golden core is equivalent to the lifeblood of a cultivator, Shen Mubai digging it out is no less than cutting his own heart alive.
Anyway, Shen Mubai never wanted to experience that kind of pain again in his life, no, in the future.
The moment the half of the golden elixir was taken out, the whole person came down, as if fished out of the water, his breath was like a gossamer, and his face was terribly pale.
But she still had to be strong and temper her body for a long time before rushing to the small bamboo house.
Yan Rong was sitting on the futon and meditating, when he noticed the movement behind him, he got up and performed a disciple salute, and said in a calm voice, "I have seen the master."
It is not an exaggeration for Shen Mubai's body to lose half of his cultivation, her face is faintly pale, and she is usually icy and cold in front of Yanrong, and people can't detect the abnormality for a while, "Why The master is going to help you melt the medicine bath now, it is inconvenient for a second person to be present, so you go out and avoid it."
Yan Rong responded, "Yes, Master."
He took a few steps, but stopped again.
Shen Mubai asked, "What?"
Yan Rong turned around and stared at her face, and said, "Master, why is your face so pale?"
Shen Mubai's heart jumped, but he pretended to be indifferent on his face, "Don't talk too much when you shouldn't ask."
Yan Rong paused for a moment, lowered his eyes to hide the expression inside, and replied in a deep voice, "I know I was wrong."
After he went out and no one was seen, Shen Mubai concentrated on preparing the medicinal bath.
This process should not be distracted, because if there is a slight mistake, the ingredients of the medicinal bath will be deviated, which will affect the success rate.
Moreover, Shen Mubai, who had half of the golden elixir taken away, was even weaker now, and she had to put all her attention on making the medicinal bath, so naturally she couldn't separate her mind to pay attention to the surrounding situation.
It can be said that even if someone wants to kill her now, it is not impossible.
However, there was no one who killed her, but there was a pair of eyes outside the bamboo house.
The other party didn't go far away, but walked back slowly, and then looked in through the window calmly, with a calm expression on his face.
The woman in the room was wearing a white cloud suit, with gold and silver trim lines, and delicate and beautiful patterns on the wide sleeves. Her appearance belonged to that kind of very clear and beautiful appearance. In the past, people always gave people the impression of being too arrogant and harsh, so people ignored her beauty. The serious expression now, and the sweat dripping from the corner of his forehead, make people's eyes brighten, and they feel amazing in their hearts.
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