Immortal Mortal

Two hours later, the anticipation in Mo Wuji's eyes gradually disappeared. The liquid medicine did expand one of his meridians, but this expansion slowly stopped after two hours. The disappearance of that burning feeling meant that the power of the liquid medicine was exhausted. And his meridian didn't seem to get through.

how so? Like a basin of cold water being poured from the top of his head, Mo Wuji completely forgot the pain when his veins expanded.

It feels like there are a lot of blockages in a ditch, and when the flood rushes over, these blockages are about to be washed away by the water, and when the ditch is about to penetrate, the water suddenly disappears. The garbage that was knocked down was blocked at the exit, forming a dam, which was even more blocked than before.

After Mo Wuji drank this potion in his previous life, he never waited two hours before being plotted against. So he didn't know that this potion not only couldn't penetrate the meridian, but also made the meridian more blocked in a certain position.

No, it must be not enough dose.

Mo Wuji gritted his teeth, opened a bottle of potion again and poured it all down.

If the first time there was only a thread of fire burning in his body, then this time it was as if he had swallowed a fireball. Mo Wuji felt that his whole body would be torn apart by the fireball and then burned to ashes.

The severe pain made him completely unbearable, and he slumped on the ground. In the end, his whole body convulsed, and it was difficult to breathe. After another hour or two, the cramping pain gradually disappeared.

Mo Wuji stood up tremblingly while leaning on the bench, feeling cold in his heart. He clearly felt that the second bottle of potion only caused him more pain, and then it was blocked again in the same place as the first time.

He was sure that if he dared to drink the third bottle, not only would he not be able to leave his meridians, but he might even die.

In a word, his medicinal solution to open up meridians failed.

If the woman knew that his potion was still unsuccessful, I don't know if she would regret it a little bit. Maybe she didn't regret killing him, Mo Wuji, but regretted not waiting for him to research the medicinal liquid that really expands the meridians.

Mo Wuji slowly moved to the table, and he saw the pale and desperate face in the mirror. He knew that he would never have another chance. From heartfelt joy to despair, there are only four hours in between. Four hours later, he found that he still hadn't penetrated any of the meridians, and he still couldn't practice.

If he was on Earth, he might still have a way to spend time to correct this liquid medicine. Here, he has no chance. It is a strange thing that this kind of liquid medicine can be researched based on the crappy laboratory of Danhan's medicine refining. He was able to do it before, relying more on his experience.

Waves of weakness came, and Mo Wuji slowly came back to his senses, and heaved a long sigh. He couldn't force it, he grabbed the kettle on the table and got a glass of water.

No, Mo Wuji took down the cup that was already close to his lips, and his face became paler.

After studying plants for many years, Mo Wuji knew the characteristics of most plants clearly. The water he poured just now had a faint smell of poisonous arrow wood.

This is definitely the medicinal liquid extracted from the poisonous arrow wood, something that seals the throat with blood.

Someone was going to kill him, and Mo Wuji's originally lost and desperate heart suddenly trembled.

In just a moment, Mo Wuji understood what was going on. Because he is of the blood of the county king, he was crazy before, so naturally no one would care about him. Now that he is normal, he will definitely be known by interested people. In addition, he is refining medicine in Danhan, so he will definitely not be short of money in the future. No one would take the crazy descendants of the county king seriously, but the capable descendants of the Beiqin county king would make people fearful, at least the guy who wanted to be the king of Beiqin would be afraid.

Mo Wuji put down the cup lightly, but calmed down. The Xinghan Empire is so huge, and he can't let himself develop spiritual roots to cultivate, it doesn't mean there is no way. Since there is still a chance, he must not give up on himself.

After putting away the two empty green bottles, Mo Wuji suddenly felt a little more fortunate. Fortunately, his medicine for extending the veins did not succeed. If it succeeded, he would definitely take the gold coins and go to the Spirit Pagoda again. That might be the real bad thing.

Before, he was all about making himself qualified for cultivation, and he didn't consider the danger at all. Just imagine how the person who plotted against his Mo family could allow a normal descendant of Beiqin County King to live?

How can we know that it is not a blessing if it is a blessing in disguise?

A deep sense of crisis came, and Mo Wuji knew that he could no longer stay in Danhan to refine medicine. For a person like him who has no roots and no prosperity, it is too easy for others to plot against him.

But where can he go?

Master Mo, the people from Cheng Ling Ji Dan Workshop are here, and the owner of the workshop is here to accompany you. He wants to invite you over. Lu Lu's voice came, interrupting Mo Wuji's thoughts in time.

Okay, I'll go right away. Mo Wuji opened the door, By the way, I accidentally spilled some dirty things into this pot of water and cup, you pour the water out, and help me wash the pot carefully .”

Lulu took care of Mo Wuji's alchemy in Danhan. Mo Wuji believed that the person who drugged him was definitely not Lulu. There was no difficulty in getting in and out of this kind of place, and those who wanted to harm him would not foolishly let others do it.

Yes, Master Mo. Lulu's respect for Mo Wuji came from the bottom of her heart. Before Master Mo came, what kind of life did Danhan live in refining medicine, and what kind of life is he living now.

...

Haha, Brother Mo, let me introduce you. This is Mi Xiu, the owner of Chenglingji Pill Workshop... Mo Wuji just walked into the door of the Danhan Medicine Refining Conference Room, and Lu Jiujun stood up with a laugh , pointing to a young woman and said. Brother Mo's title seemed to deliberately show that his relationship with Mo Wuji was extraordinary.

Hey, Brother Mo, are you not feeling well? Lu Jiujun interrupted his introduction. To him, even the people from Cheng Ling Ji Dan Workshop were no match for Mo Wuji's little finger. Mo Wuji's face was pale, and he was a little weak when he walked. He immediately became worried.

Mo Wuji waved his hand, No, it's just that I'm too tired these days.

After finishing speaking, he said to the young woman who also stood up, I have admired the name of Master Mi Fang for a long time, it is a great honor to meet you.

Mi Xiu glanced at Mo Wuji suspiciously, and said with a coquettish smile, I've heard the name of Mo Yaoshi very well, as expected, it's better to see it in person.

Mo Wuji knew what Mi Xiu meant, he chuckled, Actually, I have good times and bad times, sometimes I still think of myself as the king.

If it doesn't work, he will continue to pretend to be an idiot.

Mi Xiu smiled awkwardly, Yaoshi Mo joked, let me introduce you too.

As she said that, she pointed to a middle-aged man who looked very warm beside her and said, This is Wu Hetai, the elder of my Chengling Jidan Workshop.

Another old man who was nearly sixty did not wait for Mi Xiu to introduce him, he stood up and said, I am Liu Wansheng, the sales manager of Chengling Jidan Workshop. I am very happy to meet Yaoshi Mo.

Mo Wuji knew what Cheng Ling Ji Dan Workshop was doing here, so he smiled slightly, Let's sit down and talk.

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