
He had found a recipe that could change the appearance of one party. This is an experiment. If successful, it would be a miracle in human history.
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Chapter 112 [Liu Erlong Song Updo With Hair; All Shrek Gathered! (Four thousand words to subscribe)
"Three grams of beauty grass per day, with two or two meters of blood, four cents the abundance of silkworms, five centimeters of shrinking dragon fruit ..."
"No, no, no, rice blood is used for women to replenish blood and vitality, and men must use two vines to change their appearance."
In the magnificent crystal room.
Tang San held the record of a red quill pen in one hand, flipping through the ancient and modern pharmacopoeia on the other, and combined with the knowledge in his mind, he wrote down this yin and yang recipe that can change his temperament and appearance and reverse the state of the universe.
This is only the first stage of treatment, if successful, he will go further and learn more esoteric formulas.
Tang San folded the medicine list and hid it in his arms.
Most of these precious medicines could be found in the shrine storehouses of the Shenyan Temple, and they were sent by a large sect.
Instead, it was some ordinary and cheap medicinal ingredients, which were not stored in Shenyan Temple.
He had to go out on the street to buy.
Tang San looked at the mirror in front of him, his skin on the delicate mirror, was much better than when he left the Sacred Soul Village.
It was just that when he left the Holy Soul Village, he was lost, curious about the world, lacking guides and friends.
And now, he already had a purpose Although his eyes were gentle, and the heart of determination and Xiangqiang from his previous life were hidden, he was still firm, but this firmness, he placed it on his teacher.
"One day, this face will become beautiful and incomparable. Sooner or later, it will be qualified and can safely keep the teacher's side!"
Tang San slapped the reverse mirror on the table, took out a 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 City, Tang San asked the boss at the drugstore.
"Vineyard mustache? Yes, one or two out of three Golden Soul Coins."
His boss was a middle-aged and elderly person, wearing round glasses, but still full of black hair.
"Grapes are not a rare medicinal ingredient. You can buy some copper soul coins in ordinary cities."
The boss lifted his eyes and glanced at Tang San lightly, "Are there any Yangsheng people in the house?"
"No." Tang San shook his head.
Then he took out a bag of golden soul coins and said, "There are three hundred gold soul coins here. Give me six kati."
As the saying goes, half a kati is equal to eight taels, and one kati is equal to 16 taels. This conversion ratio is used to buy and sell medicinal ingredients.
"Six kati!"
The boss was astonished: "What kind of tiger is in such a prosperous house? It takes six catties to pour medicine?"
"Although this wine mustache was not a precious medicinal ingredient, it was a sharp weapon to withstand the fierce anger of a good and strong man. One or two can make a bull in its breeding period out of the fire. If these six kati were given for the same, it would be deadly. . "
"Little Baby, I think you're not old yet, but don't misunderstand what your family members mean, lest you come back and get beaten up."
The boss kindly reminded.
Wine beards are not good medicine. Generally, not many people buy them. The entire store has no stock of six catties.
Since this thing is overused, it is a kidney!
Tang San smiled, "Boss, don't worry, it costs six catties. I knew in my heart that I needed this amount, otherwise it was not enough. I'm still conservative and maybe I'll buy it later."
The boss looked at Tang San deeply, and said in his heart: What kind of Sky King Raptors are in this kid's house, is this still a conservative measure?
Some people had tried to eat more than six catties of wine before, but back then there was no choice when there was hunger.
It's just that if I eat it at once, it lasts less than half a month, and it's really cold.
It was completely cold all over, blood clotting yin kidneys, eyes shrinking white and death.
"I'm afraid you don't know it in your heart. You will use the wrong dosage at that time, and it will destroy people, and it will be rumored to be sold by me. Isn't that a bad reputation? "
The boss still had some professional ethics, and reminded him of the task.
Then he took out the Gold Soul Coins, packed up all the vines in the medicinal warehouse behind the scenes, and handed them to Tang San and said, "I only have two catties of supplies in this shop. I will transfer five catties from the main store. Come to you, come and take it three days later."
"good."
Tang San received the medicinal ingredients and squeezed them, as the boss said, the vines were meant to suppress the masculine energy in his body.
Since he had practiced Gong Xuantian, he was indeed more excited.
"Almost ready."
Tang San went from the pharmacy, returned to the hall to make this medicinal ingredient into a medicinal grain or powder, and drank it daily.
When passing by a roadside stall on the street, something pulled him.
There were all sorts of treasures on a piece of flower cloth, such as soul guides, cute dolls, and so on.
But his eyes were fixated on a pole filled with dark yellow dirt.
Flender lay down on the recliner and did not open his eyes. He simply opened his mouth and said nonchalantly: "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 costs?"
Tang San spoke, and Flanders opened his eyes and looked, in a lazy, slightly magnetic voice: "It's not expensive, five thousand gold soul coins."
"Five thousand gold soul coins!"
Rao was Tang San leaning on Shenyan Temple, and Shenyan Temple behind the rich lady, but the small pillar offered five thousand gold soul coins, which was merely a killing pot.
Tang San said lose: "I don't have much money."
"How much can you pay now?"
Flender squirmed lazily, he already understood the psychology of the customers in this area.
There are usually only two types of customers: