"Is this reliable?" He flipped through a few pages and suddenly felt like a new world had opened up.
For example, the moonlight silver recorded in the book is an extremely rare and special mineral. When the ore is cracked, silver liquid will flow out and needs to be taken immediately, otherwise it will evaporate quickly and dissipate like the bright moonlight.
If ordinary people can drink some of it, it can activate blood and flesh. It is most effective for people who practice golden body techniques and iron shirts. It can be considered a great tonic that can accelerate the improvement of physical fitness.
There is also a kind of golden mushroom, which, when ground into powder and boiled into soup, can increase bone density, especially nourish the bone marrow, making the new blood produced more active, thereby gradually improving the overall physical condition.
The more Wang Xuan read, the more outrageous it seemed to him. He had never heard of these things before, and he felt that he would not be able to find the real objects even if he checked the encyclopedia.
For example, it later mentions a certain kind of mountain snail that grows in rocks and is a rare mountain treasure. If you catch it, dry it, grind it, and take one coin of it a day for half a month, you can extend your life by five years.
The more Wang Xuan read, the more he didn't believe it. He had read Compendium of Materia Medica and other books in his spare time, but had never seen these strange things before.
My old colleague Chen Yongjie said, "Don't disbelieve me. These things are recorded in the Taoist ancestral temples and ancient Buddhist temples. This book is just a summary, and it also adds some strange objects mentioned in the pre-Qin bamboo slips."
Wang Xuan was startled and said, "But, after so many years, who has seen it? It has been extinct for who knows how many years."
“We can’t see the old soil now, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist in deep space.” The old colleague smiled.
Wang Xuan keenly noticed that he mentioned deep space rather than nova, and felt something subtle.
The old colleague pulled up the fishing rod vigorously and shook his head regretfully. The fish escaped and he didn't catch it. He continued, "These rare things have been obtained by some people in the past ten years or so. Although the quantity is not large, it has caused quite a stir. Well, someone even found the Earth Fairy Grass, but unfortunately they couldn't pick it."
Wang Xuan quickly flipped through the book and found the page about Earth Immortal Grass. The description of it was so fascinating that taking one plant could extend one's life by 200 years.
"So, someone at Nova is going crazy. Extending life for 200 years is equivalent to two rebirths for ordinary people. The old guys in the chaebol, the head of the Life Research Institute, etc., are all going crazy and are taking action."
Wang Xuan's emotions were indeed in turmoil, but he soon became alert again. This old man loved "fishing" the most, so could it be that he had come up with another bad idea?
"It sounds like it's quite lively over there. What do you want to do by giving me such a book and telling me these things to keep me in suspense? Tell me!"
"Young people nowadays have a lot of ideas. They are not like us in our generation, when we were all innocent and good young people. You are overthinking it again." The old colleague shook his head, then pulled the fishing rod suddenly, and finally caught a...turtle.
"Go away, what are you doing? I'm fishing!" The old man took off the turtle and threw it away. In his words, it was obvious that the turtle had just been released not long ago, and it was half-dead and not a tonic.
"The places for Xinxing are very limited, so you young man have to work hard." An old colleague said this before leaving.
However, ever since he heard these things from him, Wang Xuan has been a little wary of him and has some doubts. Even if he wants to go to Xinxing, it would be better to go around his old colleague.
When he returned home at night, he practiced his old skills, pondered the fossilized feathers, and also thought of the exotic flowers and plants and various minerals mentioned in the book.
"Studying the Taoist scriptures during the day and practicing ancient techniques at night is not a bad life. I will consider going to Nova after a while. For now, I will see if I can find any feather fossils."
There is a thousand-year-old temple outside this city, and Wang Xuan plans to go and take a look at it soon.
Tomorrow is Saturday, and he plans to go home early in the morning to see his parents. They live not far away, and he goes back almost once every two weeks.
"There is a mountain near my home. There seems to be some legend, as if it is related to some fairy." Wang Xuan's heart moved. Although he couldn't go to the thousand-year-old temple for the time being, he could take a walk in the mountain when he returned home.
Plans cannot keep up with changes. That night, Wang Xuan had a nightmare. He dreamed of a woman in white clothes and red shoes, with long hair and two lines of blood on her beautiful face. She kept approaching him and almost touched his face, waking him up.
He has been sleeping soundly since practicing the old technique and has not experienced nightmares, but today was a little strange.
Wang Xuan adjusted his breathing and calmed himself, and soon fell asleep again. However, he woke up again an hour later, feeling a cold wind blowing on his face, and he once again dreamed of the female alchemist with two lines of blood and tears on her face.
He realized that something had happened, that he was in big trouble. He had never believed this, but the reality was that he would dream about that woman whenever he fell asleep.
"It seems I can't go home tomorrow." He himself didn't know what was going on. He didn't want to go back rashly. It seemed that something bad was contaminated on him.
That night, Wang Xuan fell asleep again and again, and woke up again and again until dawn. He immediately contacted his old colleague Chen Yongjie, as he felt that Qingmu could no longer help him.
"Is there such a thing?" The old colleague was very serious, but he did not doubt it, because as a senior explorer, he had personally experienced some abnormal events that still could not be explained.
"Don't worry. I'll have someone send you a piece of talisman paper later. It was drawn by an old Taoist priest who is over a hundred years old. It's very useful."
My old colleague kept his word and had it delivered in the afternoon.
However, late at night, the disturbing and strange phenomenon appeared again, and the so-called Taoist talisman paper was directly burned, almost setting Wang Xuan's bedding and his hair on fire, leaving him staring helplessly.
The situation got worse in the second half of the night. After finally falling asleep, he was awakened by a cold chill. He felt something in his arms that was covered with hair and had a pair of terrifying eyes open, staring at him!
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