Rose Of Flowers's aging appearance was due to the consumption of a large amount of lifespan. According to Baili Qianchou's inference, normal medical skills could not cure her. She had to rely on herself to increase her realm or use a special method to make up for the lost lifespan.
Coincidentally, when he was traveling around the world, he accidentally came across a folk prescription that could prolong one's lifespan.
Birth, old age, illness, and death were the laws of heaven and earth. Forcibly increasing one's lifespan was a heaven-defying act. Therefore, to refine this pill, one had to use the soul as a guiding ingredient to achieve an equivalent exchange.
To put it bluntly.
Want to live longer?
Fine, exchange it with a strong soul.
"Isn't this pill recipe specially prepared for me?"
Jun Changxiao was a little proud, because he thought that in terms of soul strength, he was not weaker than anyone.
"Indeed."
The System said, "The host's two biggest characteristics are first, a strong soul, and second, thick skin."
"Get lost!"
Jun Changxiao said, "List the supplementary herbs, I'll go buy them now."
Baili Qianchou immediately wrote a list, but when he handed it over, he added, "This is my first time refining this kind of pill, so I don't have much experience, so it's best to prepare dozens of copies."
"Dozens?"
Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched.
Looking at the situation, he was going to refine dozens of times.
It didn't matter whether he failed or not, but could Feng Xian's soul bear it again and again?
Rose Of Flowers said, "The loss of the soul will cause serious consequences. Husband, please don't act recklessly."
"The loss of lifespan will also cause serious consequences. When you were in the Abyss of Life, did you think about it?" Jun Changxiao asked.
"…"
"I've made up my mind."
"…"
Rose Of Flowers did not speak.
On the same day.
The members of the Procurement Hall began to work.
Fortunately, the supplementary herbs for refining the Soul Tempering Life-Replenishing Pill were relatively common, and the Sect had a lot of them, so dozens of copies were prepared the next day.
"Ding ding ding!"
"Ding ding ding!"
In the alchemy room, there was a sound.
Ryu Sinan and Gongsun Hou were dumbfounded, because Baili Qianchou was wearing a Daoist robe, holding a peach wood sword in one hand and the Three Purities Bell in the other. He was swaying back and forth in front of the altar, as if he were opening the altar!
Is this guy a doctor? Or a Daoist?
"*% ¥… …" Baili Qianchou muttered an incantation that no one could understand. Then, he put down all kinds of props and opened his mouth to spit at the candle. Immediately, it formed a fireball that soared into the sky and ignited the alchemy furnace next to him.
"Alright!"
The disciples of the Sect of All Times clapped their hands in praise.
This technique, this performance, must be given full marks!
Jun Changxiao, who was sitting behind the strange formation, had a wonderful expression on his face.
This guy was opening the altar and performing acrobatics. He was giving off an extremely unreliable aura.
"Jun Patriarch!"
At this moment, Baili Qianchou said solemnly, "Relax your mind and sacrifice your soul."
"Hu!"
Jun Changxiao closed his eyes and released a wisp of his soul.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Baili Qianchou picked up the peach wood sword and waved it in a fancy manner. In the end, he saw the soul wrapped around the sword. He secretly exclaimed, "This little guy's soul is so strong!"
Gou Sheng's soul was strong. There was no doubt about that.
"Hu!"
The fire intensified, and green smoke appeared.
"It's time."
Baili Qianchou determined that the medicinal herbs inside were almost melted. He immediately opened the alchemy furnace and merged Jun Changxiao's soul into it. Then, he somersaulted to the front of the altar, picked up the Three Purity Bell, and walked eight steps outside while chanting a strange incantation.
"Professional!"
Sun Bukong gave him a thumbs up.
"…"
Ryu Sinan and Gongsun Hou rolled their eyes. They thought to themselves, 'Is this guy a quack?'
Jun Changxiao, who was sitting in the array, had an ugly expression on his face because the wisp of soul that he had sacrificed was burning in the alchemy furnace and mixed with various medicinal herbs. It did not taste good.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the alchemy furnace exploded, and black smoke emerged.
"As expected." Baili Qianchou shook his head and said, "It failed on the first try."
"…"
Jun Changxiao broke down.
If the alchemy furnace exploded, wouldn't his soul be wasted?
"Continue!"
"…"
Failure was the mother of success. Baili Qianchou did not give up and took out the second set of medicinal herbs to refine.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Therefore, every once in a while, there would be explosions in the alchemy room. Because of the frequent failures, several alchemy furnaces had been changed.
"Puff!"
After the thirty-sixth failure, Jun Changxiao finally couldn't take it anymore and spat out blood.
Although he had cultivated the Soul Tempering Sacred Celestial Technique and his soul could withstand the torment, playing like this would definitely kill him.
"Continue!"
Baili Qianchou said.
Gongsun Hou wanted to stop him, but when he saw the Patriarch adjusting his sitting posture, he realized that he wanted to let the other party refine, so he could only swallow the words he wanted to say.
Ryu Sinan's eyes were filled with respect.
The loss of one's soul would bring about many unpredictable consequences. The Patriarch had contributed and sacrificed time and time again. From this, it could be seen that his relationship with his wife was very deep. It even … made him feel a strong sense of guilt. Guilt and regret for wholeheartedly cultivating martial arts in the past until he lost his true love.
"Ding!"
Suddenly, a crisp sound was heard.
"It's a success!"
Baili Qianchou excitedly walked to the alchemy furnace and took out a crystal clear pill.
Jun Changxiao's pale face squeezed out a smile, then fell back and fainted gloriously.
The pill was a success.
He couldn't take it anymore.
Refining pills was almost a failure, why didn't he just die!
…
Due to the serious damage to his soul, Chang Xiao fainted for two days and two nights.
During this period, he had many dreams.
For example, lying drunk on a beauty's lap, waking up with the power of the world, not asking for the wall of the city, but the killing sword.
Another dream was in the east of Wuling City, riding a white horse with a silver saddle in the spring breeze, where the falling flowers wandered, laughing as he entered Huji's wine shop.
"Strange."
The System was puzzled. "After the host shrunk, why are the dreams so strange? It's completely different from before."
Indeed.
Jun Changxiao had been very abnormal recently.
He had always been sharp-tongued, but he couldn't keep up with his brain and said things that made people laugh.
Especially when he said that Rose Of Flowers was his wife in front of everyone. One had to know, as the boss of the steel industry, he had always been trying to avoid and avoid.
Readers who didn't know the situation might guess that Gou Sheng had been possessed. After all, his personality was very different from before.
The third day.
Jun Changxiao woke up.
Because his memory stopped at the stage of refining the pill, he asked, "Did you give it to her?"
"You should be worried about yourself first." The System said, "You lost a lot of soul, your body is very weak, and it will take a long time to recover."
This was not a problem.
It had already become a habit to use the sword that was hard to stop, and to be weak for two years.
"And …"
The System said, "Your shedding is serious again …"
When it said the last few words, it was already trying hard to hold back its laughter, because Gou Sheng's head was shiny, as if he had turned into a little monk.
"Damn!"
Jun Changxiao jumped out of bed and saw his appearance through the bronze mirror. He roared, "You can't get over your bald head, can you?!"
"Creak!"
The door was pushed open, and the fragrance of roses wafted in.
Jun Changxiao turned his head and saw Rose Of Flowers walking in, shrouded in bright light.
Her haggard face had recovered, her black hair was tied into a cloud bun, her eyebrows were curved like the moon, her eyes were as clear as water, and her face without makeup was sparkling like snow jade.
She was captivating, overshadowing the moon and putting the flowers to shame.
Due to cultural limitations, Jun Changxiao could only think of such idioms to describe her appearance.
"There's a problem!"
The System said, "There's definitely a problem with the host!"
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