If Fenghua Quicksand is refined perfectly, not only can it have the same appearance as the person cast the spell.
Even the opponent's luck can be snatched.
And once the luck is robbed, the person who conquers Fenghua Quicksand will gradually possess the other party's talent, strength, and even life habits, which can be imitated vividly.
The third senior brother also said that the effect of Fenghua Quicksand was not good after Leng Qingwan took it. Apart from the fact that the medicine she found was not perfect, the most important thing was that Muyan's own luck was strong enough.
And Fenghua Quicksand is very interesting at this point.
If the luck of the robbed person is stronger than that of the robbed person, then the robbed person will be deprived of everything little by little until he is completely abandoned by this world.
But if it is the other way around, the luck of the robbed is stronger than that of the snatcher, and the person who has conquered Fenghua Quicksand will lose luck unknowingly, and eventually become more and more unfortunate.
Muyan narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at the old man: "Have you heard of Fenghua Quicksand?"
The old man, or Zhong Li frowned slightly, showing a thoughtful expression.
This name is somewhat familiar, but he can't remember where it was said at the moment.
Muyan roughly explained what she knew about the origin, effect and refining method of Fenghua Quicksand.
Zhong Li's eyes widened suddenly, his body trembled violently, his eyes burst out with shock, understanding, resentment, and pain.
"So that's what happened, that's what happened!"
"That villain, he has too many opportunities to take away my blood, hair, and personal items. He has already prepared it, and he will take it when I am seriously injured on the battlefield and my luck weakens. Wind and quicksand."
"Ha... hahaha... But why doesn't he think about it, why am I seriously injured? Why is my luck weakened? I'm here to save his life!!"
Muyan said lightly: "Maybe he was seriously injured, and he was trying to trick you into saving him."
Zhong Li's pupils shrank suddenly, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his joints all made cracking sounds.
Obviously, he was extremely angry and hated to the extreme.
"your Highness!"
Zhong Li faced Muyan and knelt down slowly, "Please forgive me, Your Highness, you saved this old slave, but I only cared about my personal enmity, and I might even bring you danger. But, but, if we can't kill that Wen Zhe Sinner, if I can’t get back my name and identity, I’m really unwilling! Please allow me to take revenge, Princess…”
Muyan raised her hand to make him stand up, and said in a deep voice: "Maybe this matter is not just a grievance between you and Wen Zhe. This person abandoned his name and identity, lurking in the demon race for thousands of years, even your friend Elder Minwei didn't Discovered, and even accompanied the demon king... My father has gone through the most difficult [Lovesick Demon Love Curse], do you think he only wanted a demon emperor priest?"
Zhong Li looked up suddenly, "Princess, what do you mean?"
Muyan slightly curled her fingers, tapped the edge of the armrest, and said in a deep voice: "You are Zhongli's business, don't tell anyone. During this time, I will find a way to repair the magic pill in your body and restore your strength. "
The corners of her mouth slowly curled up: "Isn't it just to snatch luck? Let's see who has stronger luck."
If adding her wasn't enough...
At the Tianmei Banquet, Di Ming Jue will come, and Xiao Bao should be right next to Di Ming Jue.
She doesn't believe that there are people in the world who can have better luck than her little treasure.