The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Chapter 811 Experimental Products

Seeing the two people coming in, Shang Mo didn't look embarrassed at all. Instead, he said, "Eighth sister, ninth brother, you are here. It's just right for me to persuade him. His injuries are very serious, but he refuses to take medicine. Sigh!"

Jiuhua saw his eighth sister's eyes roll, so he pulled his third brother aside and went away muttering to himself.

He didn't need to guess, he knew that the eighth sister must have taken the opportunity to blackmail the third brother.

He looked at the male cultivator on the couch and met his gaze.

With just one glance, he knew that his third brother would definitely not be able to deal with the male cultivator in front of him this time.

Not to mention this person's cultivation level, which is the same as that of the third brother, the Golden Immortal Realm. Even though he is in this kind of environment, his eyes are still calm and steady, which shows that he must be someone who has experienced many ups and downs.

If the third brother accidentally humiliates this kind of person while he is seriously injured, he might lose his life in the future.

However, he saw that there was no hatred in the other person's eyes, but a complicated look. It was obvious that although the other person was disgusted with the third brother's motives, it was probably because the third brother was now wholeheartedly saving him, and he could not hate him to some extent.

He sat down on the couch and grabbed the man's wrist.

The male cultivator instinctively wanted to struggle, but not only was he seriously injured, his cultivation was also one level lower than Jiuhua's, so in the end he could only let him hold his wrist.

Jiuhua injected a trace of spiritual energy, which circulated within the opponent's body. He asked in astonishment, "Is this the poison from the Netherworld Flower?"

Shang Mo came over at this time and sighed, "Yes, I was not far from the Abyss of the Heavenly Prison when I ran into him while he was going through the tribulation. He collapsed right after he finished the thunder tribulation. I then realized that he was poisoned."

The name of Tianyu Abyss actually comes from the fact that it is a special place where heaven and hell are mixed together, so it is named Tianyu.

That special place was a place where great opportunities could be easily found, allowing one to ascend to a higher realm in a single step. However, the dangers within were also hard to guard against, and if one was not careful, one could fall prey to a sudden disaster and instantly perish.

Jiuhua continued, "So, he had a great opportunity in there, and was promoted directly. When he came out, he began to endure the thunder tribulation, and then he was unknowingly poisoned by the Nether Flower, which made him half-dead now?"

Shang Mo nodded vigorously and praised, "Ninth brother, no wonder everyone says you are smart. You guessed it absolutely right."

Then, his face fell again. "The poison of the Nether Flower is difficult to cure. My father refused to help. He said that if I can't save him myself, I should just throw him out and let someone else save him."

At that time, he saw in the distance a cultivator undergoing tribulation and being scorched by lightning. He did not think much about it, but just wanted to take a look to see whether this person would succeed in undergoing tribulation or be struck to death by a lightning that was beyond his realm.

However, he did not expect that when the rain from heaven repaired the body of the person who had successfully passed the tribulation, a handsome man with a face comparable to his father's appeared.

Although monks can regenerate even severed limbs, it seems that changing their appearance at will is not a difficult task.

But in reality, it was difficult for them to change their appearance with external forces. Because even if they cut bones and flesh to change their appearance, the spiritual power in their bodies would quickly repair it and restore their original appearance.

If you fill it with foreign matter to change it, the body will naturally reject it.

If you use magic power to change your appearance, you can't always maintain it with magic.

Besides, there are only a very small number of cultivators who care about appearance. In the face of profound cultivation, appearance really means nothing.

Even female cultivators who love beauty only take some beauty pills to prevent themselves from having wrinkles on their faces after their energy and blood decline.

Shang Mo has always loved admiring handsome men, but before he could take a second look, the handsome man suddenly fell to the ground.

After he used a detoxification pill to stabilize the beautiful woman's injuries, the beautiful woman was very grateful to him and even introduced herself. Unfortunately, after he couldn't help but touch the beautiful woman's delicate hand, the beautiful woman refused to take his pills anymore.

Jiuhua thought that although his third brother liked men, he usually used fairy stones, treasures, and gentleness to coax his male favorites, and would not rely on his own cultivation and status to bully others.

Liking men is not really a capital crime.

If I get killed by this man in the future, it would be a bit unfair.

Well, he might as well do a good deed that day and save his third brother's life.

"Third brother, I'm taking this man away. After he's cured, I'll let him come to you."

After he was cured, if the male cultivator didn't like his third brother, he could just run away. That way, there would be no need to form a life-and-death feud.

Shang Mo was overjoyed, "Ninth brother, you are so kind. If Third Brother gets anything good in the future, I will definitely give it to you."

The eighth brother immediately refused to listen, "Third brother, I was the one who dragged the ninth brother here by force, so I should have a share of the credit."

Shang Mo said in a good-tempered manner: "Eighth sister, what do you want? But don't ask for anything too expensive."

Jiuhua was too lazy to watch the argument between her eighth sister and third brother. She rolled up her spiritual power, swept the male cultivator away, and took him directly out of Yuxiao Palace.

Shang Mo naturally didn't know that his ninth brother had taken his beauty away and had no intention of returning her to him.

Using the secret technique of shrinking the earth into an inch, he arrived at an extremely quiet and peaceful valley.

Jiuhua sent out a stream of spiritual power, touching the restriction in the valley, and then shouted loudly: "Old Gao, quickly open the restriction, I have something good to bring you."

The forbidden light flashed for a moment and then disappeared.

Jiuhua flew in with his men.

The valley is full of various medicinal herbs, and several thatched houses stand under a tall golden osmanthus tree.

A short and fat old man was sitting in front of the house preparing medicinal herbs.

Although he was only at the Golden Immortal Realm, he treated Jiuhua, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal, completely like a junior.

"It's better that you didn't trick me, or I'll see if you can come in again in the future."

Jiuhua didn't hesitate and threw the person next to him, "Look for yourself and you will know whether I lied to you or not."

Old Gao saw the male cultivator floating beside him and put his hand on the other's wrist.

The next moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face. "Is this the poison from the Nether Flower?"

Jiuhua nodded, "How is it? It's a good thing, right?"

Old Gao nodded vigorously, "Yeah, you're quite good. You knew I wanted a test subject."

Jiuhua spread his hands in front of him and said, "Take something good in exchange."

Old Gao rolled his eyes and said, "Go away, there's nothing good left."

Jiuhua smiled and said, "If you are not a good person, I will take you away."

Old Man Gao snorted in dissatisfaction, then flipped his hand and threw a bottle of elixir to Jiuhua.

Jiuhua opened the pill bottle, took a look, and smiled with satisfaction.

After getting the things, he turned around to leave, but then he thought of something and turned back to Old Gao and said, "If he is cured, let him go and don't bother with him anymore."

Old Gao nodded.

After Jiuhua finished speaking, he turned around and flew away.

The male cultivator he brought with him was naturally Shui Wuhen.

Shui Wuhen looked at Jiuhua who was leaving, his eyes full of confusion and suspicion.