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Killing someone to steal the pill, the Old Poison actually said such a thing. It could be seen how high the value of this pill was.
"Master, do you recognize this pill?" Qin Lang asked cautiously, as if he was really afraid that the Old Poison would kill him, even though he knew it was impossible.
Unexpectedly, the Old Poison shook his head. "I don't recognize it! However, the spiritual energy released by this pill is so dense. It must be a peerless pill. However, in my opinion, such a pill shouldn't exist here. "
"What do you mean?" Qin Lang asked doubtfully.
"This kind of pill is already beyond the scope of our knowledge and the endurance of our bodies. Even this old man doesn't dare to directly consume this medicinal pill because the spiritual energy contained within this medicinal pill is truly too terrifying! "said the Old Poison.
"What! Then … what kind of pill is this? Who refined this kind of medicinal pill? "Qin Lang asked in shock.
"What about the painting?" the Old Poison asked Qin Lang.
Qin Lang took out the painting and told the Old Poison the whole process of taking the pill out of the painting.
The Old Poison looked at the painting carefully and came to the same conclusion as Qin Lang: this was just an ordinary painting, and definitely not the work of a famous artist. There was a big mountain in the painting, and there was a thatched cottage at the foot of the mountain. In front of the thatched cottage, there was a man planting vegetables in the ground in front of the cottage. This was just a landscape painting, nothing more.
"I think this painting is also very ordinary." The Old Poison came to a conclusion, and then added, "However, the more ordinary the painting is, the more unusual the whole thing is. Who would put such an elixir in the scroll of an extremely ordinary painting? "
"Regarding this problem, I also can't figure it out. However, I've looked at it a few times and found that there is something wrong with this painting, but I can't tell what is wrong."
"Stop trying to mystify me. What's wrong?"
"It's just a feeling," Qin Lang said, "I feel that the person in the painting doesn't match the style of the painting."
"Hmm? It really does feel that way." The Old Poison looked at him for a while and confirmed Qin Lang's judgment. "Yes, this person looks like a teenager to me. Generally speaking, the character in this kind of landscape painting should be an old man. Only then would it conform to the mentality of a hermit and harmonize with the style of the entire landscape painting. And this person, no matter how I look at him, he looks like a teenager. "
The outline of the landscape painting was very vague. In fact, it was very difficult to tell whether the person was an old man or a young man from the lines of the painting. However, looking at the painting, this person really did seem to be a young man.
Could this be a picture of a teenager growing vegetables?
Qin Lang still couldn't figure it out after thinking for a while, so he turned on the computer and began to search for the landscape painting. A large number of pictures were displayed. Qin Lang browsed through them at a very fast speed, constantly searching, hoping to find a similar painting. Fortunately, the network of the underground base was directly connected to the fiber optic line of the South China United University, so the network speed was very fast. The next porn was only a matter of minutes, so the search for pictures was naturally faster.
Thousands of pictures quickly flashed in front of Qin Lang's eyes, and finally, Qin Lang found a very similar landscape painting. With excitement, Qin Lang clicked on the large picture with the mouse and found that this picture was called "Shennong's Medicine Painting". Although the two pictures were similar, the style of the picture on the computer was very good. It seemed to be painted by a famous artist, but the picture in Qin Lang's hand seemed to be a clumsy fake. In addition, the Shennong in the Shennong Medicine Painting was also an old man, but Qin Lang's picture looked more and more like a young man. Could this be a young Shennong?
The Old Poison saw Qin Lang find the picture from the computer, so he also came over to study it, and then analyzed: "Our picture should be a very clumsy fake, and it should be copied by a teenager."
"Are you so sure?"
"Even if it's not a teenager, the person who copied it still retains the mentality of a teenager." The Old Poison said with certainty, "This copy may be the teenager who integrated himself into the painting."
"Maybe." Qin Lang said, "But I still can't find any connection with the pill."
"Let's just interrogate the pill spirit." The Old Poison said.
"This … the spiritual power of the pill spirit is very strong. If it escapes, it will be troublesome." Qin Lang said.
"Don't worry." The Old Poison said, "If I'm not wrong, the pill spirit must rely on the pill itself to exist. Leaving the pill itself is like a person's soul leaving the body, it will be difficult for it to exist for a long time. So, let's keep the pill well, and then interrogate the pill spirit to see where it can escape. "
"Alright." Qin Lang nodded. The Old Poison was more capable than him, so there shouldn't be any big problems if the two of them interrogated the pill spirit together. In addition, Qin Lang could see that the Old Poison seemed to have a great interest in this pill spirit.
However, Qin Lang's worry was a little unnecessary. The pill spirit that was bound by the mysterious purple gas seemed to be unable to escape at all. Qin Lang let the purple gas and the pill spirit appear on his palm together, and then asked: "Tell us, where did you come from!"
"Little bastard –"
"If you don't cooperate, don't even think about returning to the pill." Qin Lang coldly snorted, "In addition, if you piss me off, I don't mind destroying you. Anyway, it won't affect the effect of the pill! "
"You … if you destroy me, you won't know the origin of this pill!" The pill spirit seemed to be a little scared.
Seeing this, the Old Poison muttered to himself: "I didn't think that a pill could really give birth to a pill spirit. I always thought this was a legend. "
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, neither Qin Lang nor the Old Poison would believe that a pill could give birth to a pill spirit.
"This pill is indeed called the Immortal Spirit Fate Pill, and it's a top grade Immortal Spirit Fate Pill. Although it's an immortal pill, only a top grade pill can give birth to a pill spirit, so every pill spirit is a great existence, a miraculous product of creation – "
"Get to the point!" Qin Lang coldly snorted.
"I don't know who refined it, because I was sealed when I was just born. But I can be sure that this pill must have come from an extremely talented Immortal Alchemist. "
"Then what's the use of this immortal pill?"
"The use is … if a Dacheng stage cultivator takes this pill, they can fly to the Immortal World." The pill spirit said this answer with difficulty.
"Dacheng stage? What's Dacheng stage? "Qin Lang asked with a puzzled face.
"Dacheng stage is just a realm for you mortals to cultivate immortality. You are also a cultivator, don't you know? "The pill spirit asked Qin Lang.
Qin Lang was even more confused when he heard this. He asked the Old Poison: "Old Poison, have you heard of the Dacheng stage?"
"I only know that there is a Martial Saint stage above the Martial Man and Martial Xuan stage, and I have half a foot in this stage. As for the Dacheng stage, I haven't heard of it, is this little thing making it up? "The Old Poison said.
"This is a division of realms made by you human cultivators, not by me!" The pill spirit retorted.
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