northernbook Chapter 47 The bastard in ancient times who wanted to concentrate on his career 11
Chapter 47 The bastard in ancient times who wanted to concentrate on his career 11
"This bottle." Yuan Xi pointed to one of the bottles and introduced: "Strengthening Pills, as the name suggests, can strengthen the body and be used by everyone. The upper limit is ten pills. It is useless if you take too many pills."
Magistrate Song picked up the jade bottle, opened it, and poured an ordinary brown pill into his hand. He was a little disappointed for a moment. Then I thought, you can't judge a medicine by its appearance, you still have to look at the effect.
Facing Yuan Xi's expectant eyes, Magistrate Song stuffed it into his mouth, and it melted in his mouth, followed by a warm current in his body. Magistrate Song stood up and moved his body. His waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, and he could climb two more mountains.
The immediate effect made Magistrate Song's eyes light up.
"The magical elixir is incredible."
"This is not a true panacea, but it has miraculous effects. Taking ten pills will ensure your health and prevent you from getting sick until the end of your life."
In his previous life, Yuan Xi only dared to be so reckless because of the health pills he had taken. If it had been for others to carry out experimental research with such intensity, he would have died suddenly long ago.
Magistrate Song became even more excited, "This is not even a panacea, this and this."
I was so excited that I was incoherent.
The next second, he looked out the door with sharp eyes.
The two confidants he brought were standing guard at the door.
Magistrate Song was wary of them and was already thinking about killing and silencing them. Don't blame him for being cruel, the benefits are really touching. Even though the wealth and life of his two confidants are in his hands, they have always been trusted by him. He even did not hide the matter of Yuan Xi's Taoism from them. After all, he cannot do everything by himself, and some things need others to do it. Running errands. This Taoist temple was built by the two of them in turns.
Of course, he didn't tell them all the truth and hid part of it.
Yuan Xi saw his father's eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent, and he looked out the door from time to time.
"Dad, what do you want to do? You don't want to..." Yuan Xi put his fingers together and made a gesture between his neck.
"Son, you are still young and don't understand. The benefits are very attractive. If this elixir is leaked, His Majesty can immediately send troops to 'invite' you to go to Yanjing." This is good, at least he was found by His Majesty to work for the royal family. It's not a problem to be promoted to a higher position, and he can still act openly. If someone else takes the lead, that would be a big disaster. Being locked up in a small dark room would lead to the destruction of the whole family... Magistrate Song had already thought about all the tragic situations, but he didn't even think that with Yuan Xi's strength, it wouldn't be easy to catch him.
Yuan Xi felt a chill on his back and interrupted his father's random thoughts, "Dad, don't worry, I have cast the spell a long time ago and you can't hear it outside. If you don't believe me, call someone and try."
Magistrate Song shouted twice, "Big rich, big noble."
There was no movement outside the door. Magistrate Song raised his voice again. There was still no response from the two people outside the door, so he felt relieved.
"You brat, you didn't tell me in advance and made your father think wildly."
"You didn't even ask."
"How dare you talk back."
After receiving the intimidating look from his old father, Yuan Xi quietly closed his mouth.
"Ahem, go on, what kind of miraculous medicine are these bottles? What effect do they have?" Magistrate Song looked at the bottles on the table and rubbed his hands excitedly.
Yuan Xi was too lazy to correct him, "This bottle is Baihua Pills, and this Jade Face Cream is for beautifying the skin. If used together, the effect will be better."
"You're a kid who loves beauty. Your dad is already old. Why do you practice this thing for your dad?" Having said that, he accepted it excitedly.
Yuan Xi had a fish-eye, "This is for my aunt, my aunt, and my two sisters at home."
Magistrate Song immediately made a serious face and said unhappily: "What's wrong with men, don't they need beauty care? You are prejudiced. If your father and I weren't so handsome, could I have made you so handsome?"
"I think back then, I was also handsome and handsome, and I fascinated many little girls. That is to say, I didn't pass the Jinshi examination, otherwise I would be the winner."
Yuan Xi ignored his father's arrogant words and said, "This bottle is the Bigu Pill. You can eat it for a month without being hungry. My son's seclusion depends entirely on this pill."
"This is a real panacea, but it's of no use to you. You should eat on time."
Hearing the words "real elixir", Magistrate Song became even more curious. When he opened it, there was only one inside, which was like a polished white jade bead. It was round and smooth, with a faint halo on it. It looked just like the previous one. Several are different and not on the same level.
It's a pity that he really can't use it. Magistrate Song was fond of delicious food and had a strong appetite for food. It was really difficult for him to go without eating for a month. Yuan Xi is a cultivator and can still eat and drink as he should after taking the Bigu Pill, but Magistrate Song cannot. He has to wait for a month for the medicine to take effect before he can eat normally.
Even if he didn't use it, Magistrate Song accepted it. He didn't eat it but he could keep it.
After that, Yuan Xi introduced other pills on the table, Jiedu Pill (a low-end version of Jiedu Pill). Yuan Xi didn’t need to explain this, and Magistrate Song also knew its use. Huichun Pill (a low-end version of Huichun Pill) is used to heal injuries and save life. When Magistrate Song heard about it, he put it together with Jianti Pill.
It’s not that Yuan Xi can only practice the low-end version. In fact, the low-end version is most suitable for people who don’t practice.
Yuan Xi took out a wooden box from the space and cast a spell to engrave the names of the elixirs on several jade bottles. Then Magistrate Song put all six jade bottles in them and held them carefully with both hands.
"Your filial father will accept it. When will you go back?"
After chatting for a long time, Magistrate Song felt a little thirsty, so he carefully put the box away and took a sip of tea.
"Huh? This is your tea." Magistrate Song poured himself another cup after drinking, "I'll taste it again."
"Where did it come from? I have been drinking tea for my father for so many years, but I have never tasted such good tea. The aroma is fragrant and the taste is like sweet rain. It is endless aftertaste."
"The crude tea picked from the mountains is roasted by myself."
When Yuan Xi met his father's suspicious eyes, he could only confess honestly, "I also accidentally discovered Lingcha on the top of the mountain."
"That's pretty much it. I'm still young if I want to deceive your father. No wonder spiritual creatures are so different. Everyone who sees it has a share. It's not too much to give your father a pound."
Why not go too far? It's simply too much. It costs a pound to open your mouth.
Yuan Xi refused directly, "No."
"Then just half a catty, no more."
"No, there is only one tea tree in total. Even if you pick it out, it may not weigh a pound." This is of course a lie. In fact, Yuan Xi originally found three tea trees, but because of the thin spiritual energy, they were all half dead. He dug two of them and planted them in the space. In the tree, he buried a few spirit stones under the tree, used the spirit stones to create a spirit gathering array, and then revived the remaining tree.
"One or two."
Yuan Xi shook his head.
Magistrate Song gritted his teeth and said: "Half two."
"Row."
Seeing that Yuan Xi agreed simply, Magistrate Song felt that he was a bit at a loss and should have persisted just now.
Magistrate Song wanted to go back on his word but couldn't. A beautiful little porcelain jar appeared in Yuan Xi's hand. It was small and exquisite, the size of a palm.
"Dad, it's almost noon, we can still make it in time for lunch if we leave now."
"Are you going back today?" Magistrate Song's lips twitched, "You're going back with me because you're afraid that the rest of the family won't know that we're lying to them, right?"