I heard that whatever I write will come true [Transmigration Book]

Huan Chengzhi's mood was a bit complicated.

Because after experiencing the legendary "blood test", he was quite resistant to this sudden stinging of the head that made people lose all abilities.

Even if it's just for a moment, it can't change the biting pain and the consequences of making a fool of yourself in front of your sweetheart.

But if he said this, He Yufan would definitely call him hypocritical.So after only being silent for a while, Huan Chengzhi suppressed the entanglement in his heart, took two quick steps, and walked side by side with He Yufan in the hall.

Huan Chengzhi himself is a demon cultivator, if he insists on classifying according to the direction of practice, he is right to say that he is a sword cultivator.So even if you have a little understanding of the raw materials of these alchemy, you can't talk about interest and the like.

In contrast, He Yufan, who clearly called himself an "ordinary person" and threatened not to cultivate immortality all his life, walked around with blinking eyes, as if he was quite interested in these strange raw materials.

"Did you say that these things are used for alchemy?"

He Yufan turned his head and looked around, subconsciously tugging on Huan Chengzhi's sleeve with one hand.His eyes swept over the corpses of some green little monsters on the stalls not far away, and he frowned and lowered his voice, "I feel disgusting just looking at it, will it really make me feel sick if I eat it?"

The corners of Huan Chengzhi's mouth twitched slightly, followed his gaze to look over there, and then he explained dumbfoundingly: "That thing is called an earth monster, a low-level monster, and it's normal that it doesn't catch the eye."

He Yufan nodded.

Huan Chengzhi continued: "Also, how many times have I told you that alchemy does not necessarily have to be used for food, there are also poisonous pills and others, but I don't know the details."

He Yufan blinked, this time he just let out a soft "hmm" from his nose, his eyes wandered around the surrounding raw materials, and he didn't say anything more.

On the contrary, Huan Chengzhi looked down at him with some surprise.

Perhaps it was because he was used to the normal state of this person's twittering, and when he suddenly quieted down, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The red eyes rolled twice, and the corners of Huan Chengzhi's mouth curled up. He felt as if he had grasped the point.

After watching He Yufan's gaze again, he asked with a smile, "Do you want to learn alchemy?"

He Yufan was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't have many entanglements that were punctured.He just paused for a second, then nodded and said: "I'm really interested, because I feel that those cultivators who make alchemy and medicine are very aura and handsome. But those old men who make alchemy on TV make a pot of it." It’s just a few years, or a few months if it’s shorter. This cycle is too long, and I can’t bear my temper.”

Huan Chengzhi hummed in agreement.

Although the real alchemy time will be shorter than He Yufan imagined, but considering that the man can't do anything but write novels for too long, he feels that there is no need to explain this explanation.

However, regardless of pills, swords, talismans, any method of self-cultivation cannot avoid the same repetition and precipitation.If you can't stand your temper, which way should He Yufan take to cultivate in the future...

Huan Chengzhi frowned.

He suddenly realized that this seemed to be a serious problem.

But he didn't give him a chance to think about it. He Yufan had seen enough of the things around him, and finally brought the topic back to the main purpose of their trip: "It's been a while, you Don't you feel any difference yet?"

"What difference could it make?"

Huan Chengzhi shook his head and said helplessly: "The ones that came today are all too low-level. Among the materials sold, I, a layman, can't name them. There are no more than ten kinds of them. With this level, what kind of assessment are you going to make me accept?"

"Too."

He Yufan responded and grinned at Huan Chengzhi.

They came today with the idea of ​​knowing the terrain and trying their luck, and in the novel, it was also on the day when the treasure competition officially opened that Goudan met the baby.

There are still two days left, so there is no need to worry.

It's just that he didn't say anything, but Huan Chengzhi took the initiative to speak up, throwing out the question that had been holding him back all the way: "You seem to like the blood test?"

"It's not that I like it, it's just that the plot requires it." He Yufan shrugged and said, "Goudan doesn't have a teammate who is as caring as I am, so if you want him to know that something that everyone else treats as rubbish is a good thing, you have to use some routines." OK."

Huan Chengzhi raised his eyebrows.

Although this is the truth, why does he still feel that something is wrong?

Sure enough, the two of them stared at each other for a second, and He Yufan felt guilty and mistaken his gaze.

Coughing lightly, he said, "Of course, there is another reason. If you repeat and emphasize the awesomeness of the blood, it will be easier for readers to feel that Goudan is not an ordinary dog ​​demon."

Huan Chengzhi paused, turned his head and asked, "Dog demon?"

"No, I mean the beast, you heard it wrong." He Yufan changed his words quickly.It's as if he wasn't the one who uttered the word "dog demon" just now.

Huan Chengzhi glanced at him, but didn't bother to think about it.

While talking, the last few stalls were almost gone.

As imagined, Huan Chengzhi didn't feel the "examination of blood" until the end.But when the two walked side by side toward the outside of the tower, He Yufan's sight was suddenly drawn by two pure white figures beside him.

Seeing him stop suddenly, Huan Chengzhi turned his head to ask him what's the matter, but after seeing the two people following his line of sight, he couldn't help frowning and clicked his tongue lowly.

He Yufan turned around after hearing the sound: "What's wrong?"

"No." Huan Chengzhi shook his head, raised his chin at the two monks in white robes, and said, "The older one is the abbot of the Cliff Temple on Qingshi Mountain. He is a man, tsk, in your words, it is quite difficult to describe."

He Yufan didn't rush to respond.

He pursed his lips, followed the two monks for a while, and then continued to ask with a trembling voice: "You can't say anything, is it because the old monk is very famous in the whole cultivation world and is good at alchemy? And the main attack is poison."

"How do you know..."

Huan Chengzhi was halfway through speaking, as if he suddenly remembered something, he slowly frowned.

There is no need for him to respond this time.

The expression on He Yufan's face changed again and again, and finally he sighed deeply and said, "I want to talk to the little monk, but I hope it's just like what you said, I think too much about everything."