Walking into the hall, there is a fire stove along the wall on the right side. The wall is made of stones, very thick, with an interlayer in the middle. When a fire is lit in the stone stove, the entire wall will be slightly hot, and
Warm up in the harsh winter. Lan Meier went out for a long time today, and the fire in the stove was almost extinguished. Seeing this, she hurriedly went to the barn to collect firewood.
Huwa stopped her and said, "No need to go get firewood. I see there is a lot of firewood piled in your barn. You are busy taking care of the patients these days and you don't have time to chop firewood, right? With these branches, one branch can burn for most of the day."
, enough for you to make a fire to keep warm throughout the winter. Just be careful not to let the fire go out, and add another one on top every half day, otherwise it will be very troublesome to light it again."
Everyone brought six pieces of cold fire wood cut by the old man. In addition to the main branch with the thickness of the wrist, there were also many twigs with the thickness of the fingers. Huwa took out a twig and used magic power to light its tip and put it into the stove.
, everyone immediately felt the warm heat. It was just a small branch more than a foot long, and when lit, it was equivalent to a whole stove of firewood.
Everyone walked into the back room again and leaned against the warm wall. There was a bed built with stones. The bed was covered with many soft animal skins. Lying in the pile of animal skins was a big man. Looking at the outline of his muscles and bones, you could still see
He looked very strong not long ago, but now he has sunken eyes and has lost a lot of weight. He is obviously suffering from illness.
Dajun exclaimed: "Senior brother Xia Zhuo, it is indeed senior brother Xia Zhuo! How did you become like this?... Hey, sister-in-law, why did you tie up his hands and feet?"
As soon as she saw Xia Zhuo when she entered the house, Lan Meier's expression became tearful again and she explained: "When Xia Zhuo is awake, his whole body aches and itches. He can't help but scratch himself and hit things with his body. When he is confused, he will
It was even more uncontrollable. When I went out, I was afraid that he would get sick and hurt himself, so I tied his hands and feet. He is still in a coma at the moment, and actually being unconscious is when he feels best.
Lan Mei'er recently collected medicine for Xia Zhuo. She also went back to Snake Girl's village to get herbal medicine, mainly to relieve Xia Zhuo's pain and relieve itching. Later, she simply let him sleep peacefully. Although this could alleviate the pain he suffered as much as possible, it would also
If his illness cannot be cured, we can't just let him sleep peacefully every day, right?
Huwa stepped forward and reached out to lift up the animal skin, unbuttoned Xia Zhuo's clothes, and found that a strange light blue pattern had appeared on his chest and arms, like waves, vines, or snake patterns. This kind of pattern
It penetrates the body to the surface of the skin, and its texture may have penetrated deep into the internal organs.
Huwa quietly asked Hanxiong with her spiritual consciousness: "Is this snake essence disease?"
Hanxiong also secretly replied: "To be honest, I have never seen such a disease. But judging from the symptoms, they are completely consistent with the legendary snake disease. When it reaches this level, it is usually incurable...Junior Brother Xiaolu,
Is there anything else you can do?"
No one in the world can cure snake essence disease except the magical medicine of Li Zhu or the Ling Shu Jue. Even if Han Xiong's father, Mr. Chang Ling, or the elders on Wu Fu Qiu came here, I'm afraid they would be helpless. People are bound to die, and at this point
At that time, we can only resign ourselves to fate.
But Huwa said: "Since there are medicines and methods to treat it, it means it is not a terminal disease. Regardless of whether Brother Xia Zhuo has snake essence disease or not, we must first find out the cause of his illness. Although I am not smart.
But since someone in the world has created the Lingshu Jue, which can treat this kind of disease, then we might as well use a similar method to Xuanli to save him."
Hanxiong was surprised, but also secretly admired him. Such words came from a young man. It made people feel that his tone was too loud. Even if this young man was already a fifth-level monk, he could not be arrogant.
So, although Huwa's cultivation level is considered a master, it is still far from the legendary master of the time!
If Hanxiong had met Huwa on the first day, he would inevitably think this way, but now he admires Huwa so much that he is completely in admiration. So when he heard these words, he did not think that Huwa was arrogant.
In fact, does Huwa really have any arrogant thoughts? This is what he thinks. Unlike other monks in the world, no one has taught him specific magical powers and secrets. His practice to this day depends entirely on self-realization. The Essence Technique taught by Emperor Taihao back then
, he also understood it on his own and was not taught by the mountain god. So there is a secret in the world that can save Xia Zhuo, and it must be treated based on its pathogenesis. Huwa might as well give it a try.
Hanxiong said quietly again: "My father mentioned it. It is said that the mysterious principle of Lingshu Jue is to cultivate the internal organs and meridians and coordinate the movement of spirit and energy. Emperor Xuanyuan once told future generations that although there are many people in this world, there is one
The innate natural state coincides with the way the heaven and earth circulate, and it is reincarnated and regenerated endlessly. The Lingshu Jue is to operate and cultivate the Lingshu throughout the body, so that when people reach this state, they can prolong their lives and avoid all kinds of diseases. "
Huwa was slightly startled, silently understanding Hanxiong's words in her heart. If we don't talk about the cultivation of magical powers, the meaning is not complicated. No matter what the various conditions of people in the world, there is a kind of theory that is normal, healthy, and seems to be innate.
It should be in that state, that's how human vitality works.
If it deviates from this normal state, the physiological function will be unbalanced. If it continues to worsen, various symptoms will appear until death. This is called illness. And the so-called treatment, whether it is using medicine or other medical techniques, is to make the body sick.
People regain normal physiological and psychological stability.
The Lingshu Jue passed down by Emperor Xuanyuan is a secret method of cultivation and a guide to the sacred land of the Imperial Land opened up by Emperor Xuanyuan. Of course, it cannot be specially created to treat snake essence disease, but Xuanli can make people cure it on their own.
Get rid of all the diseases in the world.
So according to this idea, regardless of whether Huwa knows the Lingshu Jue or not, he must first study the pathogenesis of Xia Zhuo, how is his physical and mental state different from that of normal people, and what methods can be taken to restore him to normal?
At this time, Qi Luo touched the tiger baby with his hand and whispered: "Mr. Xiaolu, is there any way you can cure Xia Zhuo?"
Huwa nodded and said: "I'm thinking of a way. No matter whether it succeeds or not, I will try my best anyway... It won't work like this. I have to let him wake up."
As he spoke, he walked forward and placed his hand above Xia Zhuo's forehead, more than an inch away without touching the skin. His five fingers emitted five colors of light, which gradually transformed into a pure white light curtain. Then he held this hand with his hand.
The white light slowly moved from Xia Zhuo's forehead to his toes, sweeping over his entire body.
Lan Meier, who didn't understand the practice of supernatural powers, couldn't help but widen her eyes with surprise when she saw Huwa perform such methods. She didn't know anything, so she had the simplest idea, thinking that an expert could use magic to cure her.
The man waited with expectation.
Xia Zhuo groaned, opened his eyes and woke up. Suddenly his eyebrows wrinkled and his face showed pain. Lan Meier quickly said: "He's awake, but he will feel very uncomfortable when he is awake!"
Huwa nodded and said: "I know, I was the one who woke him up. I need to observe his waking state."
The white light curtain emitted from Huwa's hand was the magical effect of the five-color divine lotus artifact. It was just mastered after breaking through the five realms, and could not be used before. When he was in seclusion and broke through the five realms, he was attacked by the sharp edge of the sword.
The five-color sacred lotus naturally sacrificed itself to protect the Lord and turned into a huge white bud to wrap him up. This was the divine weapon that was integrated with his body and soul, and Huwa could of course sense it very clearly.
The five-color light fuses into a pure white, which also harmonizes the five qi in the form and spirit and returns to the original state. In fact, this state can be achieved when a monk reaches the perfection of the second realm and nine turns, and there is no need to deliberately practice. But Huwa is using the five-color divine lotus at this moment.
Evolving a wonderful magical power is not only a practice for oneself, but also a practice for others.
Now Huwa understands why he can recover so quickly every time when his mana or physical strength is exhausted. Even if he is accidentally injured, he can heal very quickly without leaving any traces of hidden dangers. It is precisely because he has been injured since he was a child.
After taking so many lotus seeds and lotus roots, the magical effects can be slowly refined and absorbed, especially because the five-color sacred lotus is integrated into his form and spirit.
Of course, an ordinary second-level monk cannot compare with Huwa. They can only circulate their vitality and try their best to regulate themselves during practice. But Huwa can naturally return to normal and use the magical effects of the five-color sacred lotus to others.
The five-color sacred lotus can expel all serious evil poisons in the world, but the cause of Xia Zhuo's illness is not ordinary poisoning, so Huwa just makes his disordered expression as calm as possible, touching his soul to temporarily wake him up. At this moment, he is not treating
Xia Zhuo's illness, on the contrary, eliminated the analgesic, antipruritic, and coma-inducing effects of the herbs that Lan Meier gave Xia Zhuo.
Xia Zhuo opened his eyes and saw so many people in the room, and was startled. Then he saw Lan Meier and Dajun clearly, and exclaimed in a hoarse voice: "Junior brother Dajun, why are you here?
...Lan Meier, who are these people?"
Huwa flicked his fingers and untied the leather ropes binding Xia Zhuo's hands and feet. Dajun stepped forward and said: "These are the new junior brothers who came to the mountain this year. We entered the Southern Wilderness trial on the orders of our elders, but it happened that
I met Lan Meier and learned that you live here and are sick..."
Dajun introduced everyone, including the dog-like Junior Brother Wang Wang, but he did not mention what happened to Lan Meier today, so as not to worry Xia Zhuo, who was seriously ill. Xia Zhuo struggled to get out of bed and talked with the Junior Brother
In greeting, everyone advised him to sit back on the bed and rest.
Huwa has been observing attentively. Xia Zhuo looked very painful when he saluted everyone. He often gritted his teeth and even his cheeks twitched. The light blue lines on his skin seemed to become more obvious and strange as his body trembled. He
It could be felt that Xia Zhuo was suffering from overwhelming pain all over his body, and there was also an itchy and numb feeling that almost penetrated into his bones.
But Xia Zhuo held it back forcibly, and behaved without losing his composure in front of all the junior brothers, which shows that this person is indeed very strong-willed, and can grit his teeth and control himself when he is awake. But he can hold it back for a while, but he cannot hold it in forever.
Leaving it for too long will lead to confusion and disordered vitality, which has nothing to do with a person's willpower. (To be continued...)