In A Dying Disease, The System Lets Me Spread My Branches And Leaves

As a monk, he has a steady stream of physical strength, so he doesn't have to worry about being tired at all.

Moreover, Li Changsheng has already mastered the method of bigu, so it is not a big problem if he does not eat for a few days.

So, seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Song Yanfei's roots have been promoted to the purple Middle Grade.

Murong Xue is slightly inferior, but her roots have also been raised to the level of purple low-rank.

Song Yanfei also noticed the changes in her body, and asked Li Changsheng:

"Husband, what kind of skill are you practicing? It can even improve the roots of the slave family."

"The root bones are all formed by Innate, and it is extremely difficult to change the day after tomorrow, except for those extremely rare heaven and earth spirits.

But those are things that can only be met but not sought.

I have never heard of any exercises that can improve the quality of the root bones the day after tomorrow. "

Li Changsheng said:

"Where is the cultivation technique, the improvement of your bones is all absorbed from your husband's strength.

The root of your promotion should belong to me, my husband. "

It is absolutely impossible for Li Changsheng to reveal anything about the system.

So after thinking for a while, he came up with this reason.

And most importantly, he wanted Song Yanfei to feel guilty about him, so that they would follow him even more wholeheartedly.

After hearing Li Changsheng's explanation, Song Yanfei was moved and her eyes turned red:

"My husband has been so kind to us, I must repay him well."

Li Changsheng looked as if his plot had succeeded.

A few days later, Song Yanfei and Murong Xue were already very familiar with the people in Li Mansion.

At the dinner table, Li Changsheng asked:

"Fei'er, you are not from Wolong City, right?"

Song Yanfei nodded:

"Yes, to be honest, I was born in Kyoto, and my family is fairly well-known."

When Murong Xue heard this, her eyes lit up:

"Your surname is Song and you were born in Kyoto. Is it possible that you have some relationship with Song Qingtian of Jiuzhou Auction House?"

Song Yanfei said nonchalantly:

"Oh, that's my father."

As soon as these words came out, Murong Xue screamed:

"What? The boss of Jiuzhou Auction House is actually your father?"

Song Yanfei nodded calmly:

"Yeah, don't I look like that?"

Murong Xue smiled awkwardly:

"That's not true. It's just that since you are the daughter of the Song family, why did you come to this place to be an auctioneer?"

When Song Yanfei heard this, her eyes began to become lonely:

"It's not because of my father. In order to further develop the Kyushu Auction House, he actually betrothed me to the eldest prince in Kyoto.

But the eldest prince is dissolute, bloodthirsty and cruel. How can I marry him? In desperation, I hid here. "

Having said this, Song Yanfei raised her head and kissed Li Changsheng on the face:

"Fortunately, I have a husband now. Even if my father finds me, he can no longer marry me to the eldest prince."

Li Changsheng shook Song Yanfei's jade hand and then asked:

"Why did you want to condense the Divine Pill so much that day?"

Song Yanfei heard this and said:

“The reason why the Nu family wants to condense the Divine Pill is because of the techniques practiced by our Song family.

The main technique practiced by our Song family is Soul Refining, but when it reaches a certain level, we need the assistance of the Divine Pill.

Now our Song family's strength has gone from bad to worse because we can't get the Divine Pill above Fifth Grade. "

Li Changsheng didn't understand this very much:

"The Song family runs such a large auction house, how is it possible that they can't get the Ning Divine Pill?"

Song Yanfei's face suddenly turned cold:

“It’s not because of the Dragon Kingdom royal family’s trouble.

They threatened all alchemists not to make medicine for us.

It is to force my father to marry me to the First Prince. "

Li Changsheng also felt very angry when he heard this:

"Don't worry, Fei'er, as long as you have your husband around, it is absolutely impossible for you to suffer any grievances."

Song Yanfei buried her head in Li Changsheng's arms with a happy face.

Then Li Changsheng looked at Murong Xue and said:

"Xue'er, I heard you once said that your family is from a family of alchemists?"

Murong Xue nodded:

"Yes, I have also heard what Sister Fei'er said just now.

The family has indeed received an order not to help the Kyushu Auction House refine the condensed Divine Pill. "

"Then why did you come here?"

A trace of humiliation appeared on Murong Xue's face:

"My Murong family has refined medicine for generations, and there was a sixth grade pharmacist ancestor at the highest.

But after the sixth grade patriarch passed away, the Murong family went from bad to worse.

Now the only sixth-grade patriarch was injured, and his ability to refine medicine had dropped to fifth grade.

Not only that, but the ancestor is now exhausted.

Once the ancestor dies, the remaining descendants like us will definitely not be able to protect the Murong family well.

Even now, a powerful immortal sect has appeared near Murong's family, waiting for the ancestor's death, to rob Murong's family members and imprison them to help them refine elixir. "

Murong Xue was a little agitated, and after calming down, she looked at Li Changsheng tenderly:

"Fortunately, Xue'er met her husband.

As long as the husband can be successfully promoted to the Heavenly Dao Foundation Building, then the blood shackles in Xue'er's body can be lifted.

When the time comes to refine the elixir, adding your own blood can directly improve the quality of the elixir. "

"Directly raise a grade?"

Li Changsheng was curious:

"Then if the refined medicine is Tenth Grade pill, what will happen if you raise it by one grade?"

Murong Xue hit Li Changsheng's chest with a pair of pink fists:

"My husband is good or bad, the higher the elixir, the more blood it needs.

Tenth Grade elixir, I'm afraid my husband will have to drain Xue'er's blood. "

Hearing this, Li Changsheng thought to himself that it made sense.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly looked at Murong Xue:

"Xue'er, I have thought of a wonderful method, which can increase the level of the pill without paying you much blood?"

Murong Xue also looked curious, because their Murong family has not solved this problem for generations.

Although the awakening of the blood can make their blood improve the pill by one level.

But the highest support is also raised to the level of Seventh Grade elixir.

No matter how high it is, it won't be enough to drain the blood in the body.

Murong Xue looked forward to it:

"What did your husband think of?"

Li Changsheng looked at Murong Xue, and then his eyes stayed in a certain place:

"Don't you women bleed seven days a month.

If you collect that blood..."

When Murong Xue and Song Yanfei heard this, they were all stunned.

Their faces turned red, and they all clenched their fists and hit Li Changsheng's chest:

"Husband is so perverted."

Although the words did not sound good, Murong Xue showed a thoughtful look.

The expression on his face was sometimes blushing and sometimes admiring.

Then he looked at Li Changsheng and said very seriously:

"My husband's words are not rough, but I just don't know if the elixir refined in that way will be effective."

A smirk appeared on the corner of Murong Xue's mouth, she looked at Li Changsheng and said:

"You came up with this method. After Xue has refined the elixir, try it on your husband first."

Li Changsheng was stunned, and then let out a wry smile:

"Is there a mistake? I'm joking. I knew I wouldn't give you advice."