Although Yao Yu woke up, her consciousness was severely damaged and she would still fall asleep many times.
Even though he knew that most of the secret books he had obtained were still incomprehensible, Zhou Tai looked through them again, but did not find any useful information.
"I'm fine. It's just that the Niwan Palace was damaged. It's being repaired slowly, but it's not life-threatening." Although Yao Yu had said this herself.
But Zhou Tai still wanted her to get better soon, because seeing the people he cared about most of the time looking pale and sleeping made Zhou Tai feel bad.
He also thought about catching a sect golden elixir for torture, but after careful consideration, Zhou Tai gave up, because even if he was really caught, Zhou Tai would not dare to directly try the method mentioned by the other party, unless he was looking for someone who failed to advance to the spiritual consciousness.
Only after the damaged monk tests it will he believe it.
It's not that he doesn't naturally trust others, but his acquaintance with Mr. Sun, the cheater. His biggest feeling is that in this world of cultivating immortals, the words of other monks cannot be easily believed.
One wrong choice may lead to eternal disaster.
There are hundreds of kinds of elixirs on Zhou Tai's body. He knows that many of them should be effective for Yao Yu's injuries, but the handyman knowledge he has learned does not involve what kind of medicine should be used when the soul is injured. If
If it is to save an ordinary monk, he will choose several methods to start treatment. As long as it is not poisonous, it will not have much impact.
But because he cares more, he doesn't dare to make random choices. What should he do if something happens? After all, his knowledge of treating injuries is very limited.
Yaoyu was injured and spent most of her time recuperating in the Lingbao space. Zhou Tai did not sit idle either. Instead, he chose a market and ventured into it to check it out.
He first started to destroy the ghost veins and walked around Fangshi to confirm that it was possible to destroy Fangshi's defensive formation by adding points and subtracting points, and then he relied on stealth to enter it.
But there is basically nothing to gain inside, because all the shops are blocked by formations. If he wants to enter and exit at will without damaging them, it is simply impossible.
Unless you go in with the monks on the surface, because the monks in the shop will control the formation to let them in after seeing the customers coming.
However, the time for monks to buy things is uncertain, but Zhou Tai's Ghost Vein Destruction Action has a time limit. If something happens, Zhou Tai will be passive.
After carefully observing for a few days and confirming that there was no problem, Zhou Tai directly lowered his cultivation level to the Qi training stage, and then swaggered into this small city.
Then go directly to a certain drugstore,
"What medicine do you need to buy, fellow Taoist?" the shopkeeper in the store asked with a smile on his face.
"Buy some healing medicine for emergencies. Can you introduce me to it?" Zhou Tai has not entered the pharmacy many times, and he has never noticed any medicine that can cure the injury of the consciousness before. Otherwise, he would just say the name of the medicine at this moment.
, he thought that he would prepare a little bit of everything, he would have some spiritual knowledge, and he would not be short of some spiritual stones.
"This is Jinchuang Powder, used to treat trauma. Ten bottles contain one low-grade spirit stone. This is a low-level detoxification pill. One bottle contains three pills, and six bottles contain one low-grade spirit stone..." the shopkeeper continued to introduce.
Listening to the prices introduced by the shopkeeper, they were not high. While Zhou Tai was worried about the effect, he could only say to himself, Xiaofang City is like this, as long as there are pills that are useful for spiritual consciousness, even spiritual consciousness.
A little bit will do, you can use strengthening points to strengthen it yourself.
"Five bottles of Golden Sore Powder and three bottles of low-level detoxification pills." Zhou Tai didn't want to appear wealthy, so he tried to limit the cost of spiritual stones to a few. If there were more, it would look different.
Introduced some more
The shopkeeper introduced some other healing medicines, but until the shopkeeper finished speaking, Zhou Tai did not hear the shopkeeper talk about pills for repairing spiritual consciousness.
"Monks all have spiritual awareness. After extensive use, overdraft and damage will inevitably occur. Is there no elixir for treating spiritual awareness?" Finally, Zhou Tai had to take the initiative to ask.
"Of course there is, but we don't have it in our store." I don't know why, but the shopkeeper's expression changed a little.
Seeing such changes, Zhou Tai's question about where to buy it became: "It is indeed rarely used."
"Do you want to buy it, fellow Taoist?" Although the shopkeeper seemed to have no change, this sentence did not conflict with what he said before about our store. Maybe there are other ways? Although he thought so, Zhou Tai still answered cautiously: "I won't buy it.
, they don’t even exist in the shopkeeper’s shop, and the price should be very high, which is something I, a young monk, can’t afford.” For some reason, Zhou Tai always felt that the shopkeeper was not well-intentioned.
"It's not expensive, a stabilizing pill, a low-grade spirit stone." The shopkeeper completely returned to normal.
"It's not expensive, I can't afford it. I can't afford it!" He said this, but Zhou Tai kept telling himself in his heart that he really wanted to buy it given the time.
The shopkeeper snorted at the end, seeming a little dissatisfied with Zhou Tai's answer.
After the transaction was over, Zhou Tai regretted leaving. Was he too cautious? But in the end, Zhou Tai left firmly. Yao Yu's injury was just a matter of how fast or slow her recovery was. There was no problem in delaying some time.
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After remembering the name of the Stabilizing Pill, Zhou Tai went to other shops in the city to check and found that there were no Stabilizing Pills for sale either. Zhou Tai knew that the situation was definitely not normal.
After some days of open and covert investigation, and even using a perfect cultivation level in the Foundation Establishment Stage to activate the Ghost Vein Extermination Act and forcibly kidnapped a shopkeeper of an elixir shop, I finally figured it out.
The elixir for repairing the consciousness is a forbidden medicine, and monks outside the sect are not allowed to trade it. It is sold on the black market or privately, and the price is extremely high, and many of them are sold for fishing. Behind all the markets, there is the shadow of the sect.
I dare not violate it.
If a monk clearly states that he wants to buy medicine to repair the damage to his spiritual consciousness, the drugstore shopkeeper can directly activate the formation in the store to trap the monk who buys the pill, and then the monks guarding the market will quickly come and take away the monk who wants to buy the pill.
After discovering this, Zhou Tai didn't understand why the drug to restore consciousness became a banned drug, but he knew that it would be difficult for him to get it, because even if he wanted to rob the market, they were all sold in the market.
In fact, the reason why it became a banned drug is because many secret techniques and practices rely entirely on spiritual consciousness, and if you want to explore some techniques, it will also cause damage to your spiritual consciousness. Therefore, the sect is blocking Ye Xiu's own path to study the techniques.
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That's why Zhou Tai had time to think wildly on the big rock, thinking that the world was very dark. He felt uncomfortable because Yaoyu was asleep in the Lingbao space.
He once envied the freedom of a wild cultivator and didn't have to bow his head like a sect's handyman. However, after truly becoming a wild cultivator, Zhou Tai found that he was not as good as the beggar in his previous life. At least he could be an uncle if he had money. However, this wild cultivator was