Chapter 182:
He has worked out a prescription that can change the appearance of one party. This is an experiment. If successful, it will be a miracle in human history.
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Chapter 112 [Liu Erlong Song Updo With Hair; All Shrek Gathered! 】(Four thousand words chapter for subscription)
"Three grams of beauty grass per day, with two or two meters of blood, four cents of abundance of silkworms, five centimetres of shrunken dragon fruit..."
"No, no, no, rice blood is used for women to replenish blood and vitality, and men should use two vines to change their appearance."
In the magnificent crystal room.
Tang San held the red feather pen record in one hand, flipped through the ancient and modern pharmacopoeias in the other hand, and combined with the knowledge in his mind, he wrote down this yin and yang prescription that can change his temperament and appearance and reverse the universe.
This is only the first phase of the medicine. If it works, he will go further and study more esoteric formulas.
Tang San folded the medicine list and hid it in his arms.
Most of these precious medicines can be found in the temple storehouses of the Shenyan Temple, and they were sent by the major sects.
Instead, they were some ordinary and cheap medicinal materials, which were not stored in the Shenyan Temple.
He needs to go to the street to buy.
Tang San looked in the mirror in front of him, his skin in the mirror was smooth, much better than when he left the Holy Soul Village.
It's just that when he left the Holy Soul Village, he was lost, curious about the world, lacking guides and friends.
And now, he already has a goal. Although his eyes are soft, and the heart of determination and Xiangqiang from the previous life is hidden, he is still firm, but this firmness, he placed it on his teacher.
"One day, this face will become beautiful and unparalleled. Sooner or later, it will be qualified and can safely guard the teacher's side!"
Tang San slapped the mirror upside down on the table, took the soul coin, opened the white wooden door of the colored glaze, and walked out of the hall.
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"Boss, are there any vines for sale?"
On the street of Shenyan Town, Tang San asked the boss in a drugstore.
"Vineyard whiskers? Yes, one or two of the three Gold Soul Coins."
The boss is a middle-aged and elderly person, wearing round glasses, but still full of black hair.
"The vine beard is not a rare medicinal material. You can buy a few copper soul coins in ordinary cities."
The boss lifted his eyes and glanced at Tang San lightly, "Is there a Yangsheng person at home?"
"No." Tang San shook his head.
Then he took out a bag of gold soul coins and said, "There are three hundred gold soul coins here. Give me six catties."
As the saying goes, half a catty is eight taels, and one catty is equal to 16 taels. This conversion ratio is used for buying and selling medicinal materials.
"Six catties!"
The boss was dumbfounded: "What kind of tiger in the house is so prosperous? It takes six catties to pour medicine?"
"Although this vine whisker is not a precious medicinal material, it is a sharp weapon for restraining the fierce anger of a fine and strong man. One or two can put a bull in the breeding period out of flames. If these six catties are given to the same one, it will be deadly. ."
"Even if you don't die, you have to become a weak and delicate woman."
"Little baby, I think you are not old, but don't misunderstand what your family members mean, lest you go back and get beaten."
The boss kindly reminded.
The vine beard is not a good medicine. Generally, there are not many people who buy it. His entire store does not have six catties in stock.
Because this thing is used too much, it's a kidney!
Tang San smiled, "Boss, don't worry, it costs six catties. I know in my heart that I need this amount, otherwise it's not enough. I'm still conservative and maybe I will buy it later."
The boss took a deep look at Tang San, and said in his heart: What kind of Sky King Raptors is in this kid's house, is this still a conservative measure?
Some people have tried to eat more than six catties of vines before, but that was when there was no choice when there was a famine.
It's just that if I eat it all at once, it lasts for less than half a month, and it's completely cold.
It was really cold all over, blood clotting kidney yin, yang shrinking eyes white and death.
"I'm afraid you don't know it in your heart. You will use the wrong dose by that time, and it will ruin people, and it will be rumored to be sold by me. Isn't it a bad reputation?"
The boss still has some professional ethics, and reminds him on duty.
Then he took the Golden Soul Coin, packed all the vines in the medicine storehouse behind the scenes, and handed it to Tang San and said, "I only have two catties of inventory in this store. I will transfer five catties from the main store for the rest. Come over to you, come and get it three days later."
"good."
Tang San received the medicinal materials and squeezed it. Just as the boss said, the vines were meant to suppress the masculine energy in his body.
Because he had practiced Xuantian Gong, he was indeed more vigorous.
"Almost ready."
Tang San left from the pharmacy, going back to the hall to make these medicinal materials into medicinal granules or powder, and brew them every day.
When passing by a roadside stall on the street, something attracted him.
There are various kinds of treasures on a piece of floral cloth, such as soul guides, cute dolls, and so on.
But his eyes were frozen on a spar full of dark yellow impurities.
Flender lay on the recliner without opening his eyes. He just opened his mouth and said indifferently: "Don't miss it when you pass by, there is no such hall after this stall."
"Boss, I want to buy this spar, don't know how much it will cost?"
Tang San spoke, and Flanders opened his eyes and took a look, with a lazy, slightly magnetic voice: "It's not expensive, five thousand gold soul coins."
"Five thousand gold soul coins!"
Rao is Tang San leaning on the Shenyan Temple, and the Shenyan Temple on the back of the rich woman, but a small spar offers five thousand gold soul coins, which is simply a killing pan.
Tang San said in a loss: "I don't have so much money."
"Then how much can you pay now?"
Flender stretched lazily, he had already grasped the psychology of the customers in this area.
There are generally only two types of customers: