Because he was busy practicing martial arts and learning alchemy, Xuan Yuanhao's time suddenly became insufficient. He could only get up earlier in the morning and go to bed later in the evening. He seized all the time to practice and improve his cultivation.

Recently, Xuan Yuanhao always felt a little dazed. He has been dreaming in recent nights. There is always a cute and pink child in his dream. I don’t know if it is a boy or a girl, jumping in his mind and talking to himself.

Xuan Yuanhao thought that it may be because he slept too little recently that he had a dream.

There is a saying: Get up earlier than a chicken, sleep later than a dog, fuck more than a donkey, eat worse than a pig.

Xuan Yuanhao teased himself.

On that night, when Xuan Yuanhao finished practicing, he was sitting quietly on the bluestone, calming his mind and digesting the feelings he had experienced for the whole day.

Suddenly, the pink child broke into his mind again.

Xuan Yuanhao patted his head and said to himself, why did he start dreaming before he could sleep?

I was clearly awake just now, but why did I see the child in my dream again?

Xuan Yuanhao tried to connect his consciousness to his brain, but he found that the child was looking around. The two looked at each other and shouted at each other.

"Who are you?"

"You little white-faced, who are you?" The pink and tender child continued to ask.

"You little brat, you haven't answered me yet. Who are you and why do you live in my body?" Xuan Yuanhao was not willing to be outdone.

"You talk first."

The two of them said the same sentence in unison.

Xuan Yuanhao felt that talking to such a little kid was like a scholar meeting a soldier - it was hard to explain it.

A good man did not fight with the child, so Xuan Yuanhao decided to give in temporarily.

So Xuan Yuanhao first introduced his situation.

"It's your turn," Xuan Yuanhao said.

"I don't know what the name is, nor how old I am. If I count it in your body, I will be fifteen years old like you; if I count the time after waking up, it will be a few days; if I count the hosts I lived in before, I might be hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years old."

Xuan Yuanhao was muttering in his mind about his life experience: Why is the situation similar to me? I don’t know who else is my parents or how old he is, and I suddenly feel like I have the same illness.

The little brat said, "Why are you like me, you are also a person who has no past."

Xuan Yuanhao was so shocked that he could swallow an egg in his mouth and asked: I clearly haven't told you these things, why do you know everything?

"Because I live in your body, I can know any thoughts, thoughts, ideas, wishes, whether good or bad, new or old, open and private, kind or vicious, with you." The little brat said proudly.

Xuan Yuanhao felt a chill in his heart and his face was filled with tears. Oh my God, how can he live? Who can do without a little secret?

"What is your body? Why is it in my body?"

"My body is a five-color stone. I can choose the person who has the most talent for martial arts and achieves the highest martial arts achievements as the main body of my residence. You will always understand that good birds choose trees and live there. But you are too poor. You have been practicing for fifteen years and have only reached the early stage of the bone-making realm. The spiritual power that can be provided to me is pitifully small. If you can provide more abundant spiritual power, I would have woken up long ago..."

"Wait a minute, what is the spiritual power that can provide you is pitifully small, that is, you have been stealing the spiritual power I have cultivated. No wonder I worked hard to cultivate, and I felt that the spiritual power was sinking into the sea. It turned out that it was all swallowed by you, a little foodie!" Xuan Yuanhao suddenly realized.

"It's so ugly to say that stealing is what a shame. Is it a gift to me that you took the initiative to give it to me? You have to know that it is such a supreme honor of kings that can let me choose you as the host. When I become stronger, I will give it back to you." The little kid argued with reason.

"Tell me honestly, how much spiritual power has you swallowed from me after you reach my body?" Xuan Yuanhao continued to ask.

"Thirty percent?"

"half?"

"Sixty percent?"

"80%?"

The little brat stuttered.

"I don't know either. The spiritual power you cultivated pours into my body. After I refine most of it, I will return the rest to you.

Although I have devoured your spiritual power, the spiritual power I have fed back is more pure and stronger. What’s more important is that the spiritual power I have fed back has self-healing and repair functions, which can also enable you to quickly recover from injuries in battle.

Moreover, since I look at you in your body, I will be a whole with you. Once you prosper and lose, you will not have to divide your mine. Yours is mine, and mine is mine. Besides, no matter how much it is, I will repay you twice as much in the future, which is what you humans often say about repaying you with a drop of water."

The little kid seduces him for profit.

Xuan Yuanhao calculated that if 80% of the spiritual power was absorbed by the little kid, he must have five times the cultivation speed of ordinary warriors to maintain the same martial arts progress as ordinary warriors.

Is this possible at five times the speed of cultivation for ordinary people?

"I don't need you to repay your kindness. Can you leave me and choose a powerful body? For example, an old guy from a large sect can definitely provide you with more spiritual power." Xuan Yuanhao tried to trick the little kid into leaving him.

"No, once the five-color stone chooses the host, it will last forever and follow for life. I will leave your body unless my great way is successful or if you die and you will die."

"Do you think I want to be lazy in you, a little boy. I didn't know why I chose you because of lard." The little brat was not willing to be outdone.

"Okay, then tell me, what good will you do to me in my body?" Xuan Yuanhao could not abandon it at all, so he could only accept his fate.

"It is better to travel thousands of miles than reading books. It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read countless people. It is better to guide the way for famous teachers. Although I am young, I have rich experience and can become a famous teacher in your cultivation process. Are you not a master now an apprentice of alchemy? My previous host was originally a martial artist with outstanding talents eight thousand years ago, but I was addicted to the paths of alchemy, formations, tools, etc., and I have practiced to the second-grade alchemist. I am known as the "Three Jue Old Man" and the "Pan Saint", and I call myself the old man Qixia. Because I was addicted to the side of the way, I delayed my martial arts practice and finally failed to achieve the great way. With my current strength, the inheritance of the alchemy of the previous host that has been integrated, which has benefited you greatly. However, the alchemy is not the great way. You must not go astray because of this. You are a little bitch, practice hard!" The little kid also wrote a blank check for Xuan Yuanhao without hesitation.

Thinking that it would be better to coexist peacefully with such a little kid for a long time, Xuan Yuanhao formulated five principles for peaceful coexistence:

First, respect each other's sovereignty;

The second is non-aggression;

Third, do not interfere with each other’s private affairs;

Fourth, equality and mutual benefit;

Fifth, peaceful coexistence.

Xuan Yuanhao thought to himself, anyway, you little kid live in my body and have no sovereignty or private affairs.

The little brat thought to himself, I know what you think anyway, and you don’t know what I think.

In the midst of deception and self-deception, the two finally reached a consensus.

The next thing to solve is the title problem. It’s always a little kid and a little boy shouting at each other, which is not nice!

After a fierce bargaining, the little brat was officially called "Little Peach", while the Xuan Yuanhao was called "Xiao Haozi".

Xuan Yuanhao insisted that the little brat's body is a five-color stone, and the title of "little stone" is well deserved.

The little brat insisted that Xuan Yuanhao's name contains the word "hao" and the name "Xiao Haozi" is worthy of its name.

Xuan Yuanhao was speechless, "Xiao Haozi" was so awkward, he was like a mouse.

Xuan Yuanhao said he was very injured.

Finally, there is another major problem to be solved, that is, gender issues.

Xuan Yuanhao is a seven-foot man with a little kid living in his body. He knows his every word, action, every thought, every thought, every thought. He practices, eats, baths, and sleeps like a shadow. It would be fine if he is a little boy, but if he is a little girl, Xuan Yuanhao would not dare to imagine it.

"Are you a man or a woman?"

...

"Are you male or female?"

...

"Are you female or male?"

...

Xiaoshizi was upset and threw a word,

“Is this important?”

“Don’t this matter?”

“Is this really important?”

“Is this really not important?”

"You're not third-sex, are you?"

...

Xiaoshizi yawned, "My strength is limited now, and the spiritual power you provide is not enough to support me to wake up for a long time. I guess I have to sleep and save a while. Since you are my host, I will naturally not treat you badly. I have "The Magic Hands and the Complete Collection of Elixirs" written by the previous host, Mr. Qixia. With these two books, you can basically dominate the world in alchemy, so you can have nothing to do to have fun!"

"You don't have to take the initiative to look for me, and you can't find me either. When I wake up again, I will look for you. Just practice crazy and try to provide me with more spiritual power." After that, he disappeared from Xuan Yuanhao's mind.

Immediately afterwards, all the memories of these two books suddenly appeared in Xuan Yuanhao's mind.

"Miaoshou Danxin" is an alchemy experience by Mr. Qixia. The book mainly records some of his techniques, techniques, insights and experiences in alchemy.

In terms of alchemy techniques, the old man Qixia summarized the seven-character formula of "starting, inheriting, turning, combining, condensing, gathering, and collecting", which is very different from the alchemy techniques commonly used in Tianwu County and the state.

The cultivation experience of a second-grade alchemist can definitely be said to be the supreme treasure for the alchemy world. It can definitely make the entire Jiuzhou land crazy if it is revealed.

As far as Xuan Yuanhao knows, the highest level of alchemist in Tianwu County is only 5th grade.

The "Collection of Elixirs" mainly records various elixir recipes and medicinal materials.

Some of the elixir recipes were passed down from ancient times, some were even first-grade elixir recipes; some of the elixir recipes were created and developed by the old man Qixia himself, and they can be said to be unique, with only one of them; some of the other elixir recipes were all popular elixir recipes collected by the old man Qixia at that time.

The medicinal materials part describes the appearance, growth environment, habits, medicinal properties, uses, matching, style, etc. in detail. It can be said to be a complete collection of materials and encyclopedias.

Xuan Yuanhao doesn’t even need to memorize it extra. The knowledge of these elixir recipes and medicinal materials is as innate as it is, and can be called at any time.

No wonder Xiao Shizi said that those who obtain these two books can dominate the world.

But for Xuan Yuanhao at this stage, these two books are a bit useless.

Books are good books, but the content of books is too profound, especially the alchemy techniques, techniques, insights, and experience. At this stage, Xuan Yuanhao can only understand and master the essence of it. Unless he has been studying and immersed in it for a long time, he can slowly understand the essence of it.

Prescriptions are good prescriptions, but many of the elixirs recorded cannot match the medicinal materials at all.

Medicine is a good medicine, but Xuan Yuanhao has never heard of most medicinal materials recorded in the book.

This is like the cherries painted on the wall - not the most beautiful ones.

Begging for rice with a golden rice bowl is probably what Xuan Yuanhao is currently in!
Chapter completed!