Eternal Pill Emperor

Wang Xiaoxiao's second bowl of congee was finally finished.    

This time, Wang Xiaoxiao had learned her lesson and did not let the congee turn black again.    

Gu Xuan could not refuse. He pinched his nose and finished this bowl of congee.    

The crystal clear Spiritual Rice Cuisine was chewy when it was in his mouth. It was a unique and unique dish.    

After finishing the congee, Gu Xuan occupied Wang Xiaoxiao's wooden house and continued to cultivate.    

It had to be said that the bowl of congee really had some effect and provided Gu Xuan with a lot of energy.    

In the morning of the next day, Gu Xuan's strength had recovered by one-tenth.    

This was twice as much as he had expected.    

It was a pleasant surprise.    

However, whether it was the Clear Rice Cuisine or the raw rice congee, Gu Xuan had already sworn that he would not drink it in his life.    

Gu Xuan got out of bed, stretched, and walked out of the wooden house.    

Outside the house, Wang Xiaoxiao had already started a fire — to boil the congee!    

Gu Xuan's expression changed drastically. This place was not suitable for him to stay!    

"Ahem, Xiaoxiao, your congee is not good enough for me to drink.    

I suddenly recovered some memories and remembered that I have important things to do. I have to leave first.    

I'll come back to see you after this!"    

Gu Xuan looked like he felt sorry.    

As he spoke, he saw from afar that beside a few overlapping coffins, the fat-headed Jia Shan was looking at him with a sneaky look.    

Hearing that Gu Xuan was about to leave, he seemed a little anxious and wanted to come over.    

But every time he mustered up his courage and wanted to come out, his eyes would involuntarily fall onto the pot of Wang Xiaoxiao's porridge.    

Then, he resolutely retreated.    

However, when he retreated, his gaze fell onto Gu Xuan again, and he became anxious again.    

This hastened Gu Xuan's desire to leave this place.    

A small unmarked graveyard could actually have a crouching dragon and a phoenix. Who could handle this?    

"Ah? You want to leave? But your injuries have not recovered yet, right?    

Moreover, you have only recovered a little bit of your memories. I'm afraid you don't even remember who the person who caused you to lose your memory was.    

If you meet them again, it will be very dangerous!    

It's better to stay here and stay for a few more days. After the Immortal's Cave opens and closes, it will be much safer. "    

Wang Xiaoxiao tried her best to persuade him.    

Gu Xuan had already made up his mind.    

The two of them exchanged a few more words, and Gu Xuan put on the airs of a brother and finally made Wang Xiaoxiao admit defeat and agree to Gu Xuan's departure.    

However, leaving was fine, but he had to drink the porridge before leaving.    

Gu Xuan had no choice but to compromise.    

If he didn't compromise, Wang Xiaoxiao would probably cry again.    

While Wang Xiaoxiao was cooking, Gu Xuan took the opportunity to quietly activate the Fake-Breaking Double Pupils and observe the mole on her face.    

That black mole almost occupied half of Wang Xiaoxiao's left face, greatly affecting her appearance.    

If she removed the mole, Wang Xiaoxiao's face would definitely be one of the top beauties in the world, even if it was not devastatingly beautiful.    

Unfortunately, all of this was completely concealed by a mole.    

After observing for a long time and searching through his memories.    

In the end, Gu Xuan locked onto four words: Reincarnated Pill Ancestor!    

The mole on Wang Xiaoxiao's face was not a mole at all, but the Reincarnated Pill Ancestor essence.    

In the ancient times, it had another name, called the World Reincarnated Pill Ancestor.    

However, this name was not as fitting as the Reincarnated Pill Ancestor, and it was not as widely spread. Many alchemists did not know about it.    

The Reincarnated Pill Ancestor was not a real reincarnation.    

A single Pill Ancestor did not have the ability to reincarnate.    

According to the records, since the ancient times, in order to increase the medicinal properties of the Pill Ancestor, some alchemists with extremely high talent began to cultivate the Reincarnated Pill Ancestor.    

First, they chose a Pill Ancestor that had developed intelligence, and it had high intelligence.    

Then, they retained its consciousness and lowered its realm, making it the most ordinary and primitive spirit medicine. They began to cultivate it from the beginning until it became a Pill Ancestor again.    

At this point, this Pill Ancestor could be considered as a reincarnated Pill Ancestor.    

It meant that the Pill Ancestor that had reincarnated once.    

The medicinal properties contained in a reincarnated Pill Ancestor far exceeded that of an ordinary Pill Ancestor.    

In order to continue increasing the medicinal properties of the Pill Ancestor, the alchemists would repeat the previous steps and cultivate a second generation Pill Ancestor, a third generation Pill Ancestor, and so on and so forth.    

In theory, the limit of the Reincarnated Pill Ancestor was nine Reincarnated Pill Ancestors.    

The strength of its medicinal properties was already comparable to that of the Pill Saint, and it even surpassed it.    

Unfortunately, it would take too much time to cultivate a Reincarnated Pill Ancestor.    

An alchemist family would usually need to spend a few generations of hard work to cultivate a Reincarnated Pill ancestor.    

As for the Second Reincarnated Pill Ancestor, the Third Reincarnated Pill Ancestor, the time needed to cultivate them was even more.    

The Seven Reincarnated Pill Ancestor was already the limit of the Reincarnated Pill ancestor that was recorded in all kinds of ancient alchemist books.    

As for the Eighth Reincarnated Pill Ancestor, the Ninth Reincarnated Pill Ancestor, they only existed in legends and theory.    

Whether or not it could be realized was something that Pill Saint himself would not dare to guarantee.    

Needless to say, the medicinal properties of the Reincarnated Pill Ancestor were self-explanatory.    

However, whether it was used to refine pills or directly consumed, there were risks.    

As the saying goes, the old is wise and the young is cunning. As a Pill Ancestor that had its own consciousness, after experiencing several reincarnations, no matter how pure it was originally, it would become a cunning Pill Ancestor because of the baptism of time.    

Even an ant would be greedy, let alone a Reincarnated Pill Ancestor with extremely high intelligence.    

It could be said that without a Reincarnated Pill Ancestor, they would be willing to die and be refined into a pill, or even eaten alive.    

They would also think of a way to save themselves.    

And the "Pill Ancestor Essence Soul" that could live independently of the body and survive was their most commonly used method.    

Of course, once the alchemists noticed that the Pill Ancestor had a Soul Essence in its body, they would naturally destroy it.    

However, in the process of fighting with the alchemists, the Pill Ancestors gradually evolved into more methods, such as condensing a "Double Soul Essence", or even a "Third-level Soul Essence".    

One would be destroyed, and another would appear, or even two, or even more. There would always be fish that escaped the net.    

Gu Xuan was sure that the black mole on Wang Xiaoxiao's face was an extremely brilliant disguise of the Pill Ancestor Soul Essence.    

Furthermore, it was at least a Fifth-level Pill Ancestor Soul Essence!    

The original body of the Pill Ancestor was probably an existence that had lived for tens of millions of years.    

"I believe that it was Xiaoxiao's mother who consumed the pill that was refined by the Reincarnation Pill Ancestor when she was pregnant, which was the cause of today's result.    

"That's a bit tricky."    

Gu Xuan thought about how to deal with the Pill Ancestor Soul Essence, but for a moment, he did not have any ideas.    

The Pill Ancestor Soul Essence on Wang Xiaoxiao's face was a living thing, an existence similar to the Parasitic Gu Worm.    

Furthermore, it was the Pill Ancestor Soul Essence that was extremely closely connected to her life and soul. If he wanted to get rid of it, he would either have to let it leave on its own initiative or kill Wang Xiaoxiao.    

If that happened, the Pill Ancestor Soul Essence would naturally escape.    

But it was obviously impossible.    

Otherwise, Gu Xuan did not believe that a family that could possess a Fifth-level Pill Ancestor would not know that the black mole on Wang Xiaoxiao’s face was the Pill Ancestor Soul Essence.    

Perhaps, from the moment Wang Xiaoxiao was born, her family knew about it.    

It was just that they could not remove it, so they could only let it coexist with Wang Xiaoxiao.    

"On the account that you cooked porridge for me, one day, I will help you get rid of this Pill Ancestor Essence Soul!"    

Gu Xuan secretly made a decision in his heart.    

Wang Xiaoxiao's porridge had not been cooked yet.    

Gu Xuan was bored, so he saw a book not far away. He casually picked it up and started flipping through it.    

When he was bored, he picked up a brush and found a blank page. He actually started to draw.    

Very quickly, two lifelike men appeared on the paper.    

They were Wufang's Suffering Lord and Tian Modi.    

Looking at their portraits, Gu Xuan was immediately enraged.    

"Xiaoxiao, remember these two people!"    

Wang Xiaoxiao asked curiously, "Are these your companions? You want to leave the Unmarked Common Graves just to find them, right?"    

Gu Xuan shook his head and said fiercely,    

"No, these two are my enemies. It's them who made me like this!    

"If you see their corpses, cut them into eight pieces and throw them out to feed the Vicious Beasts.    

"If you see their living people, think of ways to turn them into corpses! Do you understand?"    

Wang Xiaoxiao clenched her fists tightly. "I understand!"    

Gu Xuan smiled and patted Wang Xiaoxiao's head.    

"Good child! Tear down the portraits of these two people and burn them to ashes. Just take some interest."    

Soon, the portrait turned to ashes.    

Gu Xuan felt a lot better.    

Unfortunately, this feeling did not last long.    

The porridge was ready!    

It had to be pointed out that the 'ready' here did not mean that it was 'cooked', but that it was ready.    

Today's porridge was black again.    

Wang Xiao Xiao carried the porridge and approached Gu Xuan, saying gently,    

"Big Brother Gu Xuan! Drink the porridge!"    

Gu Xuan held his forehead. He felt that this bowl of porridge was like a bowl of medicine.    

"Xiao Xiao, are you really not surnamed Pan?"