Fang Xiu held a blue pill in front of him and pressed it against his eyes. His pupils could see the shadow of the hall behind him through the light blue pill. In addition, there were two pieces of talisman paper on Fang Xiu's table.

This is the first time Fang Xiu tried to use alchemy to make alchemy items. Fang Xiu did not have an alchemy platform, so he could only make the simplest disposable alchemy items. This pill is the resin of the undead tree used by Fang Xiu as an embryo body, which imprinted the spell structure of the basic body transformation technique.

The same is true for talisman paper, which is drawn with the sap of the undead tree as the carrying object of the magic structure. However, elixirs are used to transform the body, while talisman paper is used to heal injuries.

As long as you swallow this pill, the original basic body transformation technique will be activated and the body can be adjusted to the limit state that can be adjusted to. Of course, this is for humans. Fang Xiu cannot guarantee what will happen after taking it for other animals.

"Take the longevity pill, taking it can eliminate all diseases and prolong life!"

"Rejuvenation Talisman, swallowing it can heal serious injuries!"

Although the longevity pill and the rejuvenation talisman are two different magical creations, they are different ways of using basic body transformation techniques. This also means that Fang Xiu has also had the ability to create extraordinary items from then on.

Fang Xiu took a box, put the remaining longevity pill and two rejuvenation talismans in it, and then slowly stood up from the sofa.

At this time, you can see that Fang Xiu was even shaking when walking at this moment. This is the result of the fine adjustment of the body by the basic body transformation technique. Fang Xiu did not change his appearance, but adjusted his skeleton, height, hand length, and legs, as well as muscle strength and reaction speed. Originally, his body could only be considered an ordinary Fang Xiu, and he felt that his body was gradually developing towards surpassing professional athletes.

Within three days, Fang Xiu felt as if he was slowly stretched out like a plasticine, and his bones felt sour and painful, and his skin was like a snake shedding his skin, constantly taking off his dead skin and oozing oil and dirt, and his appetite became several times as good as before.

According to Fang Xiu's estimate, this maintenance time should last for at least two weeks.

Fang Xiuzheng has explored the methods of making the longevity pill and the rejuvenation talisman in the past few days in response to the changes and effects of his body. If he has more cases, Fang Xiu estimated that he would probably have explored more ways to use basic body transformation techniques.

"The effect of people taking the longevity pill should be similar to mine. Then I will check it out and compare it with me, and record the effects of the pills. It is also an important information for studying and exploring basic body transformation techniques."

Fang Xiu slowly walked down the basement, placed the box on the top, and placed it with the hand of Giant Power and the face of the Clown.

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The gate of Sanyangguan Mountain is closed, and compared with the previous incense and the pilgrims, it seems to be deserted.

Since the grand ritual activities of three days and three nights, I have never seen Taoist priests from Sanyang Temple go down the mountain. Especially Taoist Qingyun, the master of Sanyang Temple, has been meditating and reciting scriptures in the large collective quiet room behind the Taoist temple, and chanting Huangting quietly, as if completely isolated from the mortal world, and even his own disciples are not seen.

The quiet room is more than 100 square meters wide, with antique wooden floors. There were originally various famous landscape paintings and famous calligraphy around it, but now all have been removed, and even the screen was not left, leaving only the Taoist scriptures all over the walls and the portrait of the ancestor Chong Yunzi hanging on the incense table of the Zhengtang.

Even if the disciples who delivered the vegetarian food came in, they could only see the back of the master Taoist Qingyun.

"Isn't this aroused by the sensation?" A middle-aged Taoist priest sent by the Religious Affairs Administration, had a little gloating in his voice.

"How many days have you been? I have never come out. If I hadn't delivered food every day, I would have thought..." The previous ritual activities of fasting and worship were not happening, which greatly disappointed these Taoist priests who were dispatched through relationships. In addition, the so-called Sanyang Temple Taoist Treasures did not gain anything. After several investigations, I found that this was just an ordinary little Taoist temple, and many people had already thought of leaving.

"The master of the Guanyin has become very generous during this period. He ate the appetite of several of us alone!" This is an apprentice whom Taoist Master Qingyun has been taking care of for many years.

"What's wrong with Master?" Huan Chen was originally just a temporary worker who invited him to deal with pilgrims in Sanyang Temple, but he had become a formal disciple of Sanyang Temple before. At this moment, he was worried about this situation.

"Squeak!"

Everyone was talking outside the door of the quiet room in the backyard. At this moment, the door of the quiet room slowly opened. Only the viewer, Master Qingyun, who was talking, finally gave up the nearly twenty days of retreat and recited scriptures and walked out of the door.

But everyone present looked at Taoist Qingyun. In an instant, the voices of discussion instantly turned into nothing, and every disciple who saw Taoist Qingyun was full of shock and surprise.

"Who is this?"

"Master...Master?" A disciple finally showed a terrifying and panic expression on his face, and his voice became trembling.

"Spectator? How is it possible...Spectator, you are?" After hearing his words, others burst into shocked voices one after another, and everyone's faces were filled with disbelief.

"How is this possible! This is...the owner?"

Huan Chen was worried about the body of the host with his fellow brothers. At this moment, he found that everyone had quieted down. He looked behind him and immediately turned his head and looked over.

Only a Taoist priest with thick black hair and long black beard walked out of the quiet room. He was wearing a short white jacket that he had only to meditate. His face was fair and his skin was like a baby.

The tall and strong figure, and standing still, also reflects a sense of power, like an old ape in the forest, or a lively leopard cat. It looks like it was only in its thirties at most, with bright eyes, full of wisdom and vicissitudes.

"See...See...Master?" Huan Chen found a trace of their old master's shadow from this seemingly tall and extraordinary Taoist.

He looked at the master Qingyun in a daze, his chest turned from steady to violent ups and downs, his eyes turned from disbelief to shock, and finally became fanatic.

Huan Chen suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion surge out of his chest, and he stared at Taoist Qingyun's face for the first time. He felt the meaning and power of the so-called practice of Taoism and the so-called immortality.

"Rejuvenation! This is rejuvenation!"

"This is the practice of Taoism...this is the magic!"

"That's it!"

"Eternal life!"

Although Huan Chen didn't say it, he was roaring hysterically in his heart.

The others present were more excited than Huan Chen, and no one could remain calm under such circumstances.

"Really... there is really a way to practice!"

"Can you really live forever?"

"Can people really become immortals by practicing cultivation?"

Everyone was roaring in their hearts, their pupils staring at the viewer Qingyun, as if they could see the thick flames burning.

This is the real reality of rejuvenation before them, and the other party, like them, was just an ordinary person, an old man who had become old and waiting for death under the years.

The one who came out was Taoist Qingyun, and at this moment he and the white-haired and hunched body before were like two people. If it weren't for his disciples who were with him day and night, no one here would have recognized him again.

Unlike the shock and excitement of the disciples, his face was filled with tranquility and tranquility. The combination of young face and wise and vicissitudes of gaze combined further reflects a sense of conflict and shock.

At this moment, he only saw his body standing tall and proudly standing at the door. Standing there naturally exuded a sense of dust. The wind in the courtyard blew through the fallen leaves, and his black hair scattered on his head danced in the wind like silk. In the afternoon of early summer, cicadas kept chirping. He closed his eyes as if listening to the sound of nature.

Taoist Master Qingyun stretched out his hand, closed his eyes and took a fallen leaf that fell in front of him. His white and red fingers clamped the green tender leaf and sighed: "It's a pity!"
Chapter completed!