Chapter 159: Puzzled by the Resurrection Pill
Looking at the remaining prescription in her hand, Lingxiang really couldn't figure out how her mother had obtained the contents of the prescription.
The herbs on the prescription, such as Arisaema, Chuanxiong, and Sapindus mukorossi, were all common medicines that could be found in any mortal pharmacy. Even the Nine-Leaf Fritillaria was readily available, but the Millennium Polygonum Multiflorum was a bit of a problem.
Shouwu, after a hundred years, becomes a spirit, and after a thousand years, it can even become an immortal. Where in the mortal world can you get a thousand-year-old Shouwu? Even if you do come across one, it's extremely difficult to get some of its whiskers. I really don't know how my mother got them back then.
There is another thing that is even more rare, it is Xiangliu's poisonous fang!
It is rumored that Xiangliu is an ancient evil god who was killed by the human emperor Dayu in ancient times. How should she find this object?
Could it be that these two things were found by my mother in Yunmengze?
There is also a note on the side saying "Hanging Thread Technique", which should be a magic spell to prolong people's lives, so why is it used in the Huitian Pill?
Looking at the three words "Hanging Silk Technique" on the broken square, Lingxiang couldn't help but fall into deep thought...
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"Elder Fu Cang came to see me specially. Does he have any instructions?" Han Yang asked without raising his head, staring at the scripture in his hand.
Lingxiang said nothing, but walked to the table and sat down, poured herself a cup of tea, and started sipping it as if no one was around.
Seeing her like this, everyone knew that she had something to say. The disciples quickly packed up their things and went out, closing the door before leaving.
They couldn't afford to offend this ancestor, so they had to stay as far away from her as possible, otherwise they would bring trouble upon themselves and might be harassed by her.
Now, there was no one else in the room except Lingxiang and Hanyang, but Lingxiang just put down the teacup, picked her nails and said nothing.
Han Yang didn't wait for Ling Xiang to speak, so he put down the scripture in his hand, looked at Ling Xiang and smiled, "Ever since we were little, if you have such an attitude, you must be up to something bad again. Let me tell you, now is different from the past. You and I are no longer children, and you are an elder of a clan. You must not be so willful and capricious, and I will definitely not help you cover it up."
Lingxiang frowned upon hearing this and glanced at Hanyang: "Am I really so unbearable in your heart?"
Although she is a generation older than Han Yang, Han Yang has never treated her as an elder. Although he acts respectful in front of others, he scolds her from time to time behind their backs, as if he is the elder.
Hearing Lingxiang's complaints, Han Yang smiled and shook his head. "It's not that I think you're unbearable, but seeing you reminds me of all the ridiculous things you did when we were little. Back then, I never got anything good out of you. Every time you got into trouble, I had to take the blame for you. Not only did the master scold you, but you also made you kneel down as punishment, and you even sneaked away. I couldn't stop you."
Even though he is a generation younger, Han Yang is still a few years older than Ling Xiangchi in terms of age. Ling Xiang was raised by Han Yang himself. If it weren't for the seniority, he would be like an older brother.
Hearing this, Lingxiang didn't seem embarrassed at all. She just pouted and complained, "So many years have passed. Don't keep bringing up these trivial matters. After all, I'm also an elder of the same clan. Even if there's no one around right now, you should at least give me some face. How can a junior scold an elder like this? It's really, really outrageous."
Seeing Lingxiang like this, Han Yang just smiled and picked up the scripture to read: "Tell me, what do you want to do this time? If you want to do something wrong, then give up the idea as soon as possible. I will definitely not agree to it."
Hearing this, Lingxiang's expression changed, and she lost all her playfulness.
"I remember you were always by my mother's side on the day she passed away."
Han Yang frowned when he heard this, but recovered in an instant. However, Lingxiang saw it clearly.
"Yeah, why are you asking this?" He reached out to turn the page, but heard Lingxiang ask:
"I want to know how I died and how I was saved by my mother."
Han Yang's hand stopped turning the page, and the page was half turned, but he didn't turn it all the way through.
"Don't you know? Fairy Tu Mi came to you in such a hurry because you were a pure yang woman, the perfect sacrifice for the curse. It was because of that curse that you died. But as a mother, she couldn't bear to let you go. She gave you a breath of life and then gave you a pill to drink, which brought you back to life."
"How can a cultivator of the Dao speak such deceitful words?" Lingxiang stared at Hanyang motionlessly. "That curse technique doesn't require any sacrifices at all. I definitely didn't die because of that technique."
Han Yang was startled for a moment, but returned to normal after a moment. He turned a page of the book and asked without looking up, "How do you know it wasn't true? You were just a child at the time, how could you remember it so clearly?"
"In that case," Lingxiang pushed the book down from Hanyang's hand, "then I'll ask it another way..."
"Is it possible that I wasn't born with damaged spiritual roots? Rather, is it because my mother passed on half her life's cultivation to me, and I was too young to bear it, which led to the damage to my spiritual roots? The reason for doing this is that she had to make me take the Life-Restoring Pill, and then used the Hanging Thread Technique to exchange my life for mine?"
Lingxiang stared at Han Yang's eyes, and Han Yang was also full of surprise.
"How did you find out?!"
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"The Hanging Thread Technique..." Lingxiang pondered, "It's clearly a technique for saving lives. How can it be said that it can exchange lives for each other's?"
Is it because of this Huitian Pill?
According to what Han Yang said before, his mother did indeed take the Huitian Pill and then used the Hanging Thread Technique to save him. At that time, his mother did not die immediately, but slowly lost her life.
Before leaving, she gave him many instructions, saying that she died because the curse spell required a sacrifice. But at that time, her mother clearly cast three spells, and the second spell was the spell of the Curse Demon Lord. If this hanging thread spell was the third spell, then what was the first spell cast at that time?
Although Han Yang was present at the time, he didn't know what kind of technique it was. He thought it must be his mother's own secret technique.
Lingxiang stared at Canfang with a frown in her eyes, while Adao beside her had already eaten a whole plate of chestnuts and was now lying on the table with his round belly, looking drowsy.
Since the curse was cast between the first spell and the hanging thread spell, the exchange of lives should have nothing to do with the first spell. But how could a life-saving spell cause the mother's death?
My mother's curse wasn't meant to kill, so why would the Demon Lord go to such lengths to slaughter three renowned demon-killing families in search of the Heaven-Restoring Pill? Could it be that besides exchanging lives, the Heaven-Restoring Pill had other uses?
Just when Lingxiang was puzzled, she heard footsteps outside the house, followed by a burst of shouts.
"Spiritual incense! Spiritual incense!"
Ah Dao was about to fall asleep when he was awakened by the shout. He quickly stood up and instinctively made a "ka ka" sound.
Voice.
Lingxiang rolled her eyes, put the remaining prescription between the medicine book and stuffed it into her Qiankun bag.
Hearing the voice, I knew it was that damn girl Mai Dong...
"I'm not dead yet, why are you wailing like a mourner?!"
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