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Chapter 159: The Book of Alchemists

Chu He was casting a witch curse. Mr. Qin was quite special. He used a set of flying needle techniques. The dense and translucent fine needles flew over in groups and could always pierce the weak parts of the strange fish. Then the flying needles sensed each other, shuttled through the strange fish like drill bits.

The sword technique was very elegant, with rugged sword light, and it cut across the strange fish, pulling out blood marks.

At first glance, it's also very vivid, but this is just for the time being.

There are too many strange fish, and they are thick in skin and flesh, so they won’t necessarily die if they beat them at all. However, Chu He and his others’ true energy are limited, and once they are exhausted, they are in danger.

boom!

On the distant shore, the cliffs were broken and the fire was raised like a giant pillar.

The sound of the song ended suddenly at the highest point.

Liu Xiazhi held a man's head in his hand and rushed over the waves, landing on the boat board. With a stone stick in his hand, the strange fish that were still entangled were all broken.

When the plasma fell, Liu Xiazhi said, "Yang Fan!"

The sailboat continued to move forward, and there were still strange fish jumping on the river surface, but they were fighting for the bodies of their companions to eat. Without the guidance of the monk, they stopped chasing Chu He and the others.

Liu Xiazhi still said on the deck with a blood gourd-like head: "I used the art of alchemist, and it seems that I am from the Jing family."

After saying that, he took out a roll of animal skin and handed it to Chu Hedao: "This thing is covered up with blood witchcraft, and only you can use it. Look, just keep it if you can use it!"

Chu He took it and took it into his hand.

However, this animal skin looked light, but it actually weighed more than 100 kilograms. Chu He's hand sank. If it weren't for the rush to activate his true energy, he would have been afraid that some clowns would have appeared.

Holding it in his hand, several people gathered around Chuhe, and they looked at it with curious eyes.

"What are you still in a daze? Open it and take a look." Wu Jianwei urged. The profession of alchemist reached its peak in the Qin Dynasty. There are rumors that some alchemists have refined immortal medicines. Whether it is true or false remains to be verified. Since the Han and Tang Dynasties, alchemists have gone downhill and some have been integrated into the Buddhist path.

By the Ming and Qing dynasties, there was basically no complete inheritance of alchemy.

Therefore, now everyone is very interested in the book of alchemy in Chu He's hand.

Chu He untied the animal skin and saw the roar of hundreds of beasts faintly coming from the animal skin, shocking the mind.

"What!"

"Isn't this a blank animal skin?" Jiang Xiaobai complained.

"It should be because of the special blood witchcraft isolation, so you can't see it!" The flat-headed brother said calmly.

Wu Jianwei urged Chu Hedao: "Tell me quickly! What is written on it?"

Since Liu Xiazhi said that Chuhe could be seen, Chuhe should be seen.

Previously, Liu Xiazhi turned the tide in the crisis, and almost helped everyone get out of the predicament with his own strength. He has successfully gained trust and has become the pillar of many people's hearts.

Chuhe, as Liu Xiazhi said, can see the words and patterns recorded on the animal skin.

Text and patterns are superimposed on a layer of animal skin, like pages of book without quality but with weight, with hundreds of pages.

When Chu He held it, it seemed to know what Chu He was thinking, and automatically turned the page number and jumped to a page related to the strange fish.

"Take, eat rotten fish, take the water from Dong'a, raise the fish of the belt mountain, and reproduce for three generations, feed them with gold, stone, ore chips mixed with human blood. After three generations, they use blood training to encourage them to eat each other, and gradually become a result."

"There are spiritual bones in the three inches of flesh under the fish's belly, which contain the essence of life, but there are still uneliminated resentment evils that are difficult to remove, so they are discarded."

Chu Hekou recited what he said in the book that someone had already searched the fish that fell on the deck.

Cao Junsheng suddenly shouted: "Finished!"

I saw a thumb-sized fish bone between his fingers. The fish bones were crystal clear like crystals, exuding a light sweet smell, which was appetizing.

However, there was a trace of black gray aura in the center of the fish bone, which made people feel annoying.

"Look, is this thing useful?" Cao Junsheng urged.

Chu He thought about it, and the pages of the book quickly flipped, and then stopped on one page.

"If you bring the bones of fish, it is highly poisonous and cannot be removed. The alchemist who cannot live forever is useless, so he will discard it."

But the following words continued in a small line: "There are merchants who are unrighteous, who use this product to make ointments and sell princes, and they lied to be immortal medicine, but in fact they would scatter their lives and take effect for a while, and the poison would be endless."

"It turned out to be 'white face'!" Wu Jianwei said bored after hearing this.

Judging from the explanation in the book, after grinding this object into powder, it is indeed similar to the white surface. It creates some hallucinations, but it actually destroys the balance of the human body and harms people's lives.

Sister Mimi suddenly spoke, "Maybe let me try it to see if I can eliminate the resentment of evil spirits."

Many people were puzzled, but Jiang Xiaobai exclaimed: "Yes! Why didn't I think that Buddhist monks are the best at eliminating grievances and eliminating evil spirits?"

"Sister Mimi! Try it quickly!"

Buddhism was not until the Han Dynasty that it gradually moved eastward and spread to the Middle Earth.

It is still the Spring and Autumn Period, and hundreds of schools of thought contend, but there is no place for Buddhism.

Sister Mimi took the fish bone and held it in the palm of her hand.

I saw the white true energy stimulated, and a white lotus bloomed in Sister Mimi's palm, and the fish bone was lying in the white lotus, constantly washed away by the Buddha's seals flashing in the white light.

Black smoke flew out of the fish bones.

"It really works!" Everyone who looked at him was very excited. Even Liu Xiazhi looked over and looked at Sister Mimi with an interesting expression.

But in the end, Sister Mimi's true energy was almost exhausted, her face turned a little pale, and the white lotus in her hand was dispersed, but she shook her head regretfully and said, "No! There is a trace of innate resentment that I can't resolve. Although there is no black air in the fish bone, this fish bone is still not purified."

When everyone heard this, they sighed and were excited. If you think about it carefully, it would be true that although this strange fish called "花" has disappeared in modern times, it must have been there when Buddhism was spread to the east.

If Buddhism could eliminate the resentful aura in the fish bones, this kind of strange fish would have been hunted by monks long ago.

Only Chu He and the crazy man Yu were thinking.

Chu He took the purified fish bones of Sister Mimi to continue researching, while Crazy Yu continued to search on the deck and picked out all the remaining fish bones.

After cleaning the deck, everyone began to sit together in groups of three or three to discuss the next walking route and how to avoid Chu State and successfully arrive at their destination.

Chu He sat alone, constantly looking through the alchemist book.

The book records many strange things, as well as the cultivation methods and control methods of some strange species. These all make Chu He very interested.

Just like the Jing family alchemist who was killed by Liu Xiazhi before, the one used to control the monster fish was not just a slogan. There was also a 'sound insect'.

This insect is connected with mother and son. The alchemist implants the daughter insect into the organism to be controlled, and then seals the mother insect into the mullet.

As long as you blow the slap and follow a special tune, those creatures implanted with worms will follow the message contained in the music.
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