Asking about longevity

Mo Hua found a clean place to sit cross-legged and began to think about it.

The only place where he had seen the evil formation was in Black Mountain Village.

The orthodox Five Elements Formation used on the outside of Heishan Village is not an evil formation.

The Five Elements Formation coincides with the laws of heaven and is an orthodox formation. However, the Evil Formation has a dirty aura and is spread too much. Even if there is a Concealment Formation, it cannot cover the aura.

Therefore, the third master only set up some evil formations in the most secret blood alchemy room in Houzhai.

One is the bronze beast gate, and the other is the bone pill furnace.

The evil formation in the Bronze Beast Gate is used to guard the door, while the evil formation in the White Bone Alchemy Furnace is used to make elixirs.

The third master has painstakingly studied this evil formation, but of course it is impossible to use it to guard the door.

In this case, it is used to make elixirs.

Refining evil elixirs naturally requires evil elixir furnaces, and refining evil elixir furnaces naturally requires evil formations.

The evil formation drawn by the Third Master was probably for the purpose of refining elixirs.

What kind of elixir can I make?

Life Pill?

It’s already this time, are you still thinking about refining the Life Pill?

Is this third-in-command so "dedicated"?

The Black Mountain Village collapsed and the owner of the village ran away. Why did he put aside his hard work in learning evil formations and preparing to refine the elixir for survival?

Not too possible……

Mo Hua felt something was wrong, but for a moment, he had no clue.

"Would you like to ask Mr. Zhuang?"

Mo Hua thought for a while and shook his head.

If you ask your husband about this formation, Mr. Zhuang might even think that he wants to learn the evil formation.

Moreover, Mr. Zhuang pays attention to purity, and Mo Hua does not want to bring such a dirty formation to disturb Mr. Zhuang's purity.

What's more, Mr. Zhuang is probably leaving soon, and he will have to rely on himself for anything in the future.

Thinking of this, Mo Hua felt a little disappointed.

Mr. Zhuang is leaving...

I don’t know if I will ever see Mr. again in the future.

Mo Hua was depressed for a while, then came back to his senses, cheered up again, and continued thinking.

You can't start from the evil formation, but you can also look for some clues about the elixir.

Mo Hua took out the paper and pen and drew a sketch of the White Bone Alchemy Furnace, the Blood Alchemy Room, and some strange herbs in the third master's storage bag. They were all drawn on the paper by Mo Hua.

Mo Hua went to the alchemy shop in the south of the city and showed these to Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng's expression suddenly changed and he said in surprise: "These are..."

"Elixir cultivated by evil cultivators!"

Mo Hua told the whole story, including the affairs of Black Village and the Third Master, as well as his own suspicions:

"Are they still refining other elixirs?"

Mr. Feng took a breath, thought for a moment, and then said:

"It is possible that these evil herbs may look similar, but their medicinal properties are different. They are not like herbs used to refine the same elixir..."

Mo Hua hurriedly asked: "Do you know what elixir it is?"

This is a bit embarrassing for Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng said politely: "I am not an evil alchemist..."

Mo Hua sighed: "What a pity..."

Mr. Feng glared at Mo Hua slightly and said angrily:

"Then if I were an evil alchemist, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Mo Hua realized that he had made a mistake, scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

Mr. Feng laughed and shook his head, "I'll find other alchemists in the alchemy shop to help you ask."

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "You don't even know, how can they know?"

Mr. Feng smiled and said gently: "Don't underestimate anyone..."

"People in the world come in all shapes and sizes, and each has his or her own strengths. A monk lives a long journey, and no matter how ordinary he looks, there are always some experiences that others have never had, some insights that others don't know, and some that others don't understand. insights.”

"If you don't ask, how do you know they don't know?"

Mo Hua nodded as if he had some realization.

After a while, Mr. Feng called all the alchemists in the alchemy shop, and there was a crowd.

Mr. Feng explained the matter and showed them the appearance of the bone elixir furnace and the evil herbs drawn by Mo Hua.

The crowd was furious for a while.

"The ancestor of the Qian family is really nothing."

"It's so unconscionable to refine this kind of elixir!"

"It's unethical. Sooner or later you have to feed the pigs and dogs!"

They only knew that the ancestor of the Qian family was an evil cultivator who colluded with Heishanzhai and did bad things. They didn't know exactly what he did. Now that they knew about the human elixir, they were very angry.

The purpose of alchemists studying alchemy is to cure diseases and save people, rather than using people to make elixirs.

This goes against the original intention of these alchemists.

Mr. Feng raised his hand, motioned for everyone to be quiet, and asked:

"Does anyone know if these herbs can be used to make any elixirs?"

All the alchemists looked at each other in confusion after hearing this. None of them were evil alchemists. They had never made elixirs from evil heretics and were not familiar with them.

Mr. Feng said, "You can tell me if you're not sure, or you can guess. Let's see if there are any clues."

Now the alchemists have something to say.

This is an evil elixir. They don't understand "professional" knowledge, but they know more about "unprofessional" knowledge.

"I guess it's the Blood Evil Pill..."

"I guess it's Ren Yuan Dan."

"How could it be Ren Yuan Dan?"

"I know that this kind of evil elixir can only be affected by this one..."

"How can this be deceived?"

"Isn't it just a misunderstanding?"

…

"I dealt with an evil alchemy master. He used the blood of his close relatives as medicine to refine a blood source pill..."

"I'm ashamed to say that there was an evil elixir master in my ancestor. He refined several types of evil elixirs and even shamelessly recorded the names of the evil elixirs in the family tree. This matter is so embarrassing that I am still embarrassed to mention it. …”

…

Mr. Feng listened one by one and wrote down the names and origins of the elixirs.

After a while, I memorized a full page.

Mo Hua came over and took a look. The article was full of elixir names such as "swallow", "human", "blood", "evil", and "evil". He knew at a glance that it was not a good elixir.

Just looking at it, these don't seem to look like the elixirs made by the ancestors of the Qian family.

Mr. Feng also frowned.

At this moment, a young alchemist whispered: "I..."

I kept saying "I" for a long time, but didn't say anything.

The alchemist next to me was anxious, "What do you mean by 'me'? If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly!"

"I, I... heard a rumor."

This alchemist is young and junior, so he feels a little uncomfortable speaking in front of so many people.

Everyone waited patiently for him to continue.

"I don't recognize these herbs and this alchemy furnace, but...but I heard a rumor."

The alchemist next to him became anxious again, "Tell me the important point!"

"Don't rush him, let him speak slowly!"

Everyone was noisy for a while, and Mr. Feng asked everyone to be quiet, and said to the young alchemist in a warm voice:

"Speak slowly, don't worry, it's okay if you make a mistake."

The young alchemist was not so nervous now, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then said:

"I was traveling with my master and passed by a ruined temple. It was cold at night, so I slept with my clothes on. When I woke up from the cold in the middle of the night, I saw my master talking to a strange Taoist priest."

"That man's voice was weird. He was clearly speaking himself, but his voice seemed to have been borrowed from someone else..."

"He told my master that there is a kind of elixir called...'Shuanshou Huayuan Dan'. Using human lifespan as a medicine, it can transform a person's life into flesh and blood, and then refine it into medicinal power. The elixir can break through the realm of cultivation..."

"What happened next?" asked an alchemist.

"Later..." the young alchemist said shyly, "I was hungry and cold, so I fell asleep in a daze. I don't know what happened next..."

Everyone felt very sorry.

Someone asked: "What about your master?"

"In."

"What?"

The young alchemist whispered: "I was arrested and sent to Taoist Prison..."

Everyone: "..."

"Has he refined this... Longevity Transformation Pill?"

The young alchemist shook his head, "He hasn't practiced yet. He just bought a few herbs through connections, and was discovered by Dao Tingsi, and then he was arrested and sent to Dao Prison..."

"Dao Tingsi didn't give you any trouble?"

The young alchemist said: "I was also arrested, but they asked me something, and I didn't know anything. After about ten days, I was released."

The young alchemist sighed and said with a sad face:

"My parents spent spiritual stones to let me become a master and learn some skills so that I can make a living in the future."

"In the end, I didn't learn much about my skills, so the master went in..."

"But it's a good thing I didn't learn Master's skills, otherwise I might have gone in..."

"After I came back, my parents asked me to keep my mouth shut. No one can tell this matter. But now that I see you are all talking about this kind of thing, I thought I would just say it. Maybe it can help..."

Mr. Feng nodded, "It did help, but please don't mention this matter to outsiders in the future."

After being praised by Mr. Feng, the young alchemist looked happy and nodded repeatedly.

The impatient alchemist next to him patted him on the shoulder and sighed:

"You're lucky, kid, and you didn't go astray. Otherwise, your life would be over."

The young monk smiled coquettishly.

Mo Hua's expression gradually became serious.

Life-longevity Pill...Shuanshouhuayuan Pill...

Break through the realm and improve your cultivation...

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart.

If the ancestor of the Qian family was really refining the Longevity Huayuan Pill, he would be in big trouble.