Chapter 80 Identifying Medicines and Pills

Looking back at Gaoliucheng, Fang Yunxiu rode away.

Not long after, we came to a small village with only a few dozen households.

The weather-beaten Sha Pingying emerged from the ruined temple in front of the village:

Fang Yunxiu threw the dry food he was carrying and dismounted:

Sha Ping Ying chewed the dry food and was also a little suspicious:

Fang Yunxiu's face darkened:

The Shaping Eagle was obviously hungry, chewing dry food and speaking incoherently.

He stayed in the ravine for several months, and his whole body lost a lot of weight.

Fang Yunxiu didn't know this truth, but he still gritted his teeth and got on his horse:

Knowing that Lu Yunqing was also at the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva Temple last night, she felt anxious.

Based on Han Chuijun's past behavior, if Lu Yunqing offended him, it would not be something that could be solved by being killed himself.

Lu Bailing and even himself would be implicated.

Ghost-faced Prajna is a reputation that has been spread over the years. Han Chuijun, who was decades earlier, was known as Ghost-faced Shura...

A sneer like a night owl drifted over. In the wilderness, weeds as tall as a person were blown down like waves by the strong wind. Han Chuijun stepped over.

Fang Yunxiu turned over and dismounted, holding on to the frightened horse:

Han Chuijun stood with his hands down, seeming quite angry:

Sha Pingying was furious:

Fang Yunxiu glared at him, she was not as stupid as Sha Pingying.

Fang Yunxiu felt a little scared, but she could only bear it bravely.

She only has one niece.

After perhaps venting his anger, Han Chuijun felt quite calm and did not care about the offense from his disciple. He glanced at it lightly and said:

Fang Yunxiu wanted to say something else, but Sha Pingying bowed solemnly:

Han Chuijun glared at him and waved him away:

Sha Pingying's face was full of shame, he got on his horse with the dry food in his mouth and hurried away.

Fang Yunxiu was speechless for a moment.

Han Chuijun waved his hand and sat on a stone pier in front of the temple:

Fang Yunxiu also came to his senses.

Han Chuijun shook his head:

Fang Yunxiu was shocked.

The god-worshiping religion is based on the method of worshiping gods. On top of it, it is divided into various branches, such as the nerve foot meridian, the nerve palm meridian, the nerve eye meridian, the nerve viscera meridian, and so on.

According to legend, any nerve that is perfected has incredible power.

Han Chuijun stood up.

Fang Yunxiu bowed slightly and waited for instructions.

With his sleeves full of wind, Han Chuijun stepped on the grass and walked away:

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At noon, the sound of forging in the forge stopped. When a group of blacksmiths and helpers came out to eat, they could still hear Wang Gong's cry in the backyard.

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In the inner courtyard, Li Yuan ordered three large bowls of health soup and listened to the discussions of other apprentices in the inner courtyard while drinking.

Two shopkeepers died overnight. Even though these two people were unpopular, many people felt sad.

After all, he was the owner of the blacksmith shop.

At this time, Yue Yunjin came over with a heavy look on his face.

After glancing at Wu Ming and Zhao Xiaoming who were following him, Li Yuan put down the porcelain bowl and stood up.

Several people's expressions were ugly, especially Yue Yunjin's. He had been full of Qi and blood for several years, and the loss of his fundamental diagram had a great impact on him.

Wu Ming couldn't help but feel angry.

He is also an old apprentice, and he is well aware of the difficulty of cultivating inner strength. Among the batches of apprentices from the inner courtyard who started training before them, there are still many who have not yet developed inner strength.

Looking at his brothers with a heavy heart, Yue Yunjin took a deep breath:

Wu Ming became a little irritable.

Zhao Xiaoming glanced at Yue Yunjin:

Yue Yunjin nodded, feeling annoyed:

The Divine Soldier Valley has been in Hidden Dragon for many years, and there is no shortage of disciples with high-quality skills. If he cannot develop his inner strength before the examination, there is no hope of joining the inner sect.

But Fang Yunxiu...

Zhao Xiaoming said warmly.

Yue Yunjin's expression softened slightly.

The two chatted for a few words and left together. Wu Ming watched the two leave, then snorted coldly and walked away.

Since Yue Yunjin was killed

There are many people whom Yunxiu values ​​​​who make friends, and Zhao Xiaoming is one of them.

Li Yuan went to get another bowl of health soup, squatted on the steps and drank it slowly.

It's also gold. Gold is very scarce, but those with a little wealth can usually buy one or two gold ornaments, but red gold is different.

There is no such thing in Gaoliu County, or even in several nearby counties.

Most of the red gold that Cao Yan collects every year comes from the wealthy families in Zhelong Mansion. This is something that ordinary people have no access to.

Li Yuan's body felt warm as he took a sip of the nourishing soup.

The upper root bones absorb medicinal liquid better than the middle and lower root bones, but the biggest change actually comes from internal energy.

As Qi and blood circulate, internal energy continues to nourish and stimulate the body.

This ray of inner energy comes from the transportation of qi and blood over the years, but it is different from qi and blood. It can be separated from the body by one foot and can break bluestone.

After developing his inner strength, Li Yuan's understanding of Baiyuan Jin was naturally far better than before.

The so-called fundamental diagram is the process in which qi and blood circulate until internal energy is generated. The white ape lifting the hammer and roaring involves the explosion of qi and blood in the limbs, waist and abdomen.

It sounds mysterious, but it's actually very simple.

I understand, follow the movements in the picture, lift the hammer and roar day by day, and adjust the Yuanliu breathing method while carrying the energy and blood. If you endure it hard, you can survive it for up to five or six years.

After drinking several large bowls of health soup, Li Yuan's body felt warm. He stood on the white ape pile in the inner courtyard for a while before returning to the forging room.

Zhang Ben was not here, and the blacksmiths in the forge were all talking.

Li Yuan listened for a few times and found that it was not nutritious, so he picked up the forging hammer and began to hammer the iron and chisel the soldiers.

He hadn't made any of the twelve top-grade blades he owed.

It was almost evening when Zhang Ben came back to the forge, feeling quite exhausted.

Several blacksmiths hurried over to help him.

Rubbing his brows, Zhang Ben sighed and waved his hands:

Li Yuan didn't stop hammering, ding-dong-dong.

When most people had left, Li Yuan stopped, and Zhang Ben stood up, eyes full of worry:

Li Yuan reacted quickly and closed the doors and windows.

Zhang Ben felt a little tired, but he had to cheer up:

Li Yuan had to agree.

Zhang Ben yawned and turned back to the house.

How much is the monthly salary?

The words turned around, but Li Yuan didn't ask. He cleaned up the forge and then left work.

He didn't go back to the yard, but took a detour to the Four Seasons Pharmacy.

Identifying medicine is more important than taking medicine. If you don't take medicine, the worst that can happen is that you can practice slower, but if you take the wrong medicine, it can be fatal.

After buying a bottle of Blood-Nourishing Pill, Li Yuan asked the clerk about this and that, and shamelessly asked for a few bottles of pills to smell and learn to identify medicines by himself.

Li Yuan was very enthusiastic and humbly asked for advice.

The shop assistants looked at each other, but they were all a little confused.

Especially the clerk who was pulled, he felt a little weak:

But don't bother me!

The more handsome clerk felt that his crotch was leaking and cold.

Li Yuan rubbed his hands and pointed to the back hall:

The clerks looked at each other, and their expressions were a little strange.

You want to make medicine just by getting a recipe, are you really not afraid of death?

The more handsome clerk hesitated, but still gritted his teeth:

Li Yuan certainly has no objection.

After a while, Li Yuan went out with two pestles, weighing them, and was quite satisfied.

Two pestles, one is in the grade, and the other is not in the grade. The latter just meets the control conditions of the former.

Li Yuan was satisfied.

He had long been jealous of the huge profits of elixirs. A pill, which cost a few taels, could be sold at a high price of several taels. If he could make it himself, he could save a lot of money.

Li Yuan felt that he was a soft-hearted person.

Back in the yard, the little field mouse in the corner was squeaking, digging and kicking, wishing to burrow into the soil at once, obviously frightened.

Grabbing the frightened little guy, Li Yuan felt that the little mouse seemed to be smarter after eating too many pills.

He remembered it after suffering a loss just once.

After closing the door and lighting the oil lamp, Li Yuan put several bottles of pills from Yu Zhen and the cloth bag that he didn't know whether it was a medicine bag or a poison bag on the table.

The little mouse almost suffocated with a scream, with a face full of resistance.

Li Yuan vowed and took out all kinds of detoxification pills.

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The night was long, and Li Yuan kept trying the medicine.

The little mouse slipped under the bed and didn't come out to scream anymore.

There are five detoxification pills left, obtained from Yu Zhen's three bottles of pills, and Li Yuan has tried them all.

He tore off a few pieces of bacon and threw them under the bed to comfort the little guy. Li Yuan then took a blood-enhancing pill, closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then stood up and stood with the hammer.

Nourish the blood and internal strength.