Violent Cultivation of Immortals through time travel

Deng Tianliu's uncle, Deng Qingshu, was a monk in the distraction period. He entered a secret realm many years ago, and his health deteriorated day by day after he came back. Until two years ago, he passed out completely in a coma, which caught everyone in the Deng family off guard.

Deng Qingshu was the patriarch's most preferred heir. After he fell into a coma, all the monsters and monsters in the family ran out, and some people blatantly began to compete for the position of the family heir, completely ignoring Deng Qingshu.

Deng Tianliu had the best relationship with his uncle, so naturally he couldn't see such a thing happening.

In his heart, the head of the family can only be his little uncle forever.

But his cultivation base is low, he is a low-key person in the family, and his father also intends to compete for the position of Patriarch, so he, a son who is devoted to Deng Qingshu, is naturally excluded even more.

There are not even a few people left in the courtyard where Deng Qingshu is.

It seemed that everyone was convinced that Deng Qingshu couldn't wake up.

Deng Tianliu just didn't believe it.

He must find a way to wake up his uncle, no matter what the price is.

What's more, the news he used to negotiate with Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo was not the news he got himself, but the place where his uncle had explored.

He kept his eyes on Han Xiumo and Deng Qingshu, fearing that there might be some mistakes.

Han Xiumo raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised: "Is he poisoned?"

"No." Deng Tianliu felt a chill in his heart.

Originally listening to Senior Shu Liang's praise of Alchemist Han, he also thought that Alchemist Han could cure his uncle, but he didn't expect that Alchemist Han couldn't even see what was going on with his uncle, so he was very disappointed.

Han Xiumo didn't notice Deng Tianliu's expression.

Deng Qingshu's situation is very strange and very interesting.

There are at least three kinds of poison in his body, two of which act on the spiritual consciousness, and they can restrain each other. It is not an exaggeration to be riddled with holes.

However, what is strange is that the delicate balance between these three kinds of poisons is still maintained, making it seem from the surface that the cultivation base is still the same as before, and there is no downward trend.

This is really interesting.

The people who poisoned him should have enmity with Deng Qingshu, but the combination of several poisons subtly helped Deng Qingshu stabilize the most uneasy place... the sea of ​​consciousness.

Han Xiumo launched the second form of "Plain Questions", and directly investigated Deng Qingshu's more serious problem of spiritual consciousness without any hindrance.

Injury to one's consciousness is much more serious in the cultivation world than in other places.

In the world of comprehension, it is not difficult to regenerate a severed limb. Although the regrown limbs may have some minor problems, they can still be regenerated.

But damage to the consciousness is another matter.

The elixir for the treatment of spiritual consciousness, and even the spiritual plant, are all one-in-a-million, very rare treasures.

It is already very difficult to obtain such a spiritual plant, and it is even more difficult to refine it into a elixir.

Without him, the main reason is that these spiritual plants related to the spiritual consciousness can not only be used to refine the elixir for curing the spiritual consciousness, but also can be used to refine the elixir for growing and supplementing the spiritual consciousness.

And even for alchemists, pills to increase consciousness... are very attractive.

Even if he found Ling Zhi, without a reliable alchemist, he might not be able to get the elixir.

After all... there are certain risks in alchemy, and no one can guarantee that alchemists will be [-]% successful in refining pills.

If it fails—or if the spiritual plant is misunderstood by the alchemist, he can only consider himself unlucky.

Han Xiumo turned around in his mind, and found that this person's situation was really not easy to solve.

The detoxification elixir will damage the cultivator's spiritual consciousness to a certain extent, but if he does not detoxify, this person will not last long.

Under the attack of so many things, it can only be regarded as Deng Qingshu's luck that he can survive until this time.

After finding out Deng Qingshu's situation, the well-informed Han Xiumo couldn't help but sigh.

When he turned his head, he saw Deng Tianliu's strange expression and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Your uncle's situation is a bit complicated."

"My uncle is not poisoned." Deng Tianliu looked at Han Xiumo with distrust at this time. An alchemist who didn't even know the real situation of his uncle would not believe that this person could cure his uncle.

"Oh?" Han Xiumo raised his eyebrows, "How do you know he wasn't poisoned?"

"Other prefecture-level alchemists say that, my little uncle is just damaged in his consciousness, not poisoned at all!" Deng Tianliu was suddenly a little guilty when Han Xiumo looked at him, but he didn't show any timidity, and looked straight at Han Xiumo.

Han Xiumo smiled: "If he hadn't been poisoned, with Young Master Deng's family ability, wouldn't he still be able to get the elixir to heal his consciousness?"

Deng Tianliu's face froze.

That's right, if the little uncle's spiritual consciousness is simply damaged, is it possible that the huge Deng family can't come up with the elixir to treat the spiritual consciousness?

With the strength of the Deng family, the number of prefecture-level alchemists they have made friends with is not small. With so many prefecture-level alchemists, as long as the Deng family pays a certain price, is it really impossible to treat the little uncle?

Not to mention, at the beginning, the Patriarch did not give up on the little uncle, and even tried his best to cure the little uncle. At that time, didn't the Deng family have the right to buy the elixir?

The things that had been neglected in his mind all of a sudden became a string.

At the same time, a thought came to Deng Tianliu's heart that made him feel chills all over.

The little uncle's condition was not so serious at the beginning, and he could still stay awake from time to time, but later, the little uncle's condition became worse and worse...

until it became what it is now.

How many people in the family are involved in this?

He always thought that the patriarch who regarded his uncle as an heir was really ignorant of all this?

Thinking of this, his complexion became more and more ugly, his whole body seemed to be drained by something, and he couldn't even speak.

Han Xiumo, who originally wanted to say that the alchemists Deng Qingshu had met before was not good enough, felt a little guilty when he saw Deng Tianliu's expression. He always felt that this Young Master Deng seemed to be thinking of something weird.

He coughed: "But although his condition is not very good, it's not hopeless."

It is the price of treatment, and it is probably not that simple.

The conditions of the people Han Xiumo met before were actually not the worst. After Bing Sui Xin was cured, he could go a step further. Li Su was also a blessing in disguise.

But Deng Qingshu's situation is complicated, and if he wants to be completely cured, it is absolutely impossible to maintain his current cultivation level.

Even the cultivation base may fall several realms.

If you want to treat it, you have to be a medicine jar for a long time.

The number of heaven, material and earth treasures needed is also more than those few people before.

Deng Tianliu's eyes lit up, and he recovered from the sense of loss that was undercurrent in the family, and looked at Han Xiumo: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Han Xiumo had a subtle smile on his face, "It's the price of treatment, and it may be more troublesome."

"Alchemist Han, don't worry, no matter how many spirit stones you need, I can raise them!" Although Deng Tianliu didn't have many tricks and twists and turns in his mind, as the Deng family, he still had a small amount of assets in his hands, and his uncle also had a group of them. The loyal subordinates will definitely be able to raise what they need.

"Spiritual stones alone are not enough." Han Xiumo didn't bother to say any polite words, and went straight to the point, "If you don't worry about handing over the person to me for treatment, I will make a list for you later, and prepare the items on the list. You can cure him, but if Young Master Deng is worried, you can take him away directly."

Although Han Xiumo really needs the news of the yin-eating grass and poplar flowers, he already knows where the things are now. The big deal is that the two of them will go to the Blood You Swamp. The news of Deng Tianliu is basically not available to them. used.

Deng Tianliu was taken aback.

Only then did he realize that his performance just now had been seen by this young earth-level alchemist.

The alchemist has a weird temper. If he really offended Alchemist Han accidentally, it is very possible that Alchemist Han is really unwilling to treat his uncle.

Who made the other party a real alchemist, he has the capital to do so!

Deng Tianliu's heart was beating wildly, and his heart was full of nervousness: "I will leave my uncle here, and I ask Alchemist Han to take care of it. As for the list, Alchemist Han just write it down, and I will definitely be able to get everything together next time!"

Deng Tianliu immediately expressed his thoughts.

Alchemist Han looks so confident, his brother-in-law should be able to treat him, right?

There was some hope in Deng Tianliu's heart.

It's just that there is still a bit of sharpness in the eyes.

I only hope that alchemist Han is telling the truth.

Yun Mingyuan noticed Deng Tianliu's expression, his eyes flickered slightly.

If this person dares to do anything to hurt Han Xiumo, then he cannot stay.

With a slight movement in his heart, he took out an Immortal Cloud Token and threw it to Deng Tianliu: "This is an Immortal Cloud Token. It is a magic weapon used to contact us. Fellow Daoist Deng take care of it."

Deng Tianliu met Yun Mingyuan's eyes, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

It was as if all the thoughts in his heart had been seen through by the person in front of him.

This person is not simple!

Deng Tianliu restrained his emotions, and cupped his fists at Yun Mingyuan: "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

"You can just call me Mo Han, Fellow Daoist Deng." Yun Mingyuan casually made up a false name.

Han Xiumo frowned slightly.

Yun Mingyuan's method of taking a pseudonym is really careless.

"Master Mofu," Deng Tianliu thought of what he had heard from Senior Shu Liang, that alchemist Han's Taoist partner was an earth-level talisman master, and he still didn't call him by his name. "Thank you."

Yun Mingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, noncommittal to this title.

"Are you sure you can rest assured that he will be handed over to me for treatment?" A pen and paper appeared in Han Xiumo's hand, and he confirmed it again.

"Let me first declare that since the person has been entrusted to me, when, how, and where to be treated, you must follow my arrangement. It is best not to have someone point fingers in front of me, otherwise, I may not be willing to treat this person." gone."

"Alchemist Han, please rest assured." Deng Tianliu made a promise.

In fact, in Deng's family, not many people were willing to take his uncle seriously. Except for his confidantes, no one would point fingers at him.

Before my uncle fell into a coma, he handed everyone over to him. As long as he had his order, no one would dare to speak out even if he had any thoughts.

"If Young Master Deng is not good at restraining people, I don't mind directly helping to take care of them." Han Xiumo swiped his pen, and dense handwriting appeared on the paper.

Even when he looked at these things, he felt his scalp numb. If it were someone else, he might feel scared just by looking at them.

Deng Tianliu was a little curious, he leaned over to take a look, and couldn't help but gasped.

There are so many things written by Han Xiumo that even a family with some background may not be able to produce them.

He clenched his fists.

Han Xiumo finally finished writing the first piece of paper. Before Deng Tianliu could breathe a sigh of relief, he found that Han Xiumo took out another piece of paper and started to write.

After writing five notes in a row, Han Xiumo stopped writing.

He blew on the latest note, and made a random formula, and an identical copy of the five pieces of paper appeared next to it.

Han Xiumo took out the second copy and handed it to Deng Tianliu: "These are all the things used for treatment. Collect all the things according to the serial number on each piece of paper. Only after collecting a list can we start a round of treatment."