After showing some symbolic concern for Ling Bufei, Ji Xingge pulled Bai Mengjin into the room and told him what happened during the day.
She finally remembered what Ying Shaoguang said and used a soundproof barrier when saying it.
Bai Mengjin saw her seriousness and thought it was funny. When she finished speaking, her expression became serious.
"Junior Sister Bai, do you also think there is a problem?"
Bai Mengjin said: "Headmaster Li is studying monsters."
What she said was an affirmative sentence. According to the news from his past life, Li Yansheng has been looking for a way to restrain himself from being possessed by demons. In this case, he will definitely look for people related to demons. After all, it is not easy to make this matter public, and he will build a hidden medicine house.
Not surprising.
Ji Xingge saw that she was very calm, and half of his worries were relieved: "So, there is no problem with this matter?"
"It makes sense logically." Bai Mengjin nodded, "But Senior Brother Ying's words also make sense. You must be on guard against others. Don't let anyone know that you have discovered that medicine house."
"Okay." Ji Xingge was convinced by her and agreed obediently.
The next day, Ling Bufei went for treatment as usual.
When they arrived at Yaolu, the three of them were startled by Li Yansheng's appearance.
"Headmaster Li..."
Li Yansheng had two huge dark circles on his face, as if he had stayed up all night for a month. It was really strange that Yuanying monk could make himself look like this, not to mention that he was a medical practitioner who was good at maintenance.
"A few friends are here." He smiled slightly at everyone, but his tone was as gentle as usual, and there was no problem.
Ling Bufei frowned and said, "If Master Li feels unwell, can we do the acupuncture tomorrow?"
Li Yansheng shook his head: "Master Ling's treatment is very effective, and the needle cannot be broken. Li is just a little tired, so it's okay."
He had already said so, so naturally Ling Bufei couldn't refuse.
After he sat down on the couch, Li Yansheng called out the golden needle and started treating him as usual.
Half an hour later, the treatment was over, and the sweat on Li Yan's forehead was even more than yesterday.
He took the towel handed to him by his disciple, wiped his sweat, and went to the cubicle to write the prescription.
Bai Mengjin followed and asked, "Headmaster Li has been studying my blood all night?"
Li Yansheng took a pill and responded calmly: "Yes, Fairy Bai's blood has a natural restraint effect on monsters. Li wants to find out what's special and see if he can imitate it with drugs..."
"How is the result?"
Li Yan laughed loudly: "It's only been a day. If it can be imitated so easily, how can the jade-tempered body be so rare?"
"Since there is no short-term research, it is better for Master Li to take care of his health. Otherwise, if you give our young sect leader acupuncture every day, we will be worried."
Li Yansheng accepted her concern: "Li understands, thank you Fairy Bai."
Having said that, Li Yansheng's spirit was getting worse day by day. By the end of the half-month treatment, his face was already gray.
"Okay, the injury in Young Master Ling's brain has almost recovered. Let's just slowly recover."
Hearing this, Baili Xu and Bai Mengjin both breathed a sigh of relief. If Li Yansheng continued to treat him, they were really afraid that one day he would insert the needle in the wrong place.
"Sir, did you remember anything?" Baili Xu asked with concern.
Ling Bufei was disappointed: "Nothing."
He remembered vague fragments on the first day. He thought he would be able to recall them completely after the treatment, but he did not expect that there was no progress.
Li Yan laughed and said: "Don't worry, Young Master Ling. As long as your hidden injury recovers, you will remember it one day. Things in the brain are more or less dependent on chance. One day when the opportunity comes, you will remember it all."
Ling Bufei nodded and could only think so.
After they left, Li Yansheng returned to the consulting room next door and sealed the door.
He had not rested for half a month. Apart from giving Ling Bufei acupuncture every day, he was studying Bai Mengjin's blood.
Frequently coming into contact with demonic energy, he had to use his kung fu to resist the erosion of demonic energy all the time, which was why he looked so tired.
In other words, he had been fighting for half a month without stopping. Not even the Nascent Soul cultivator could withstand such a struggle.
Li Yansheng knew it was time for him to rest. If he continued like this, he would not be able to bear it anymore. So he calmly sealed up the various instruments and prepared to go back and rest for a few days before continuing his research.
After collecting the remaining blood, Li Yansheng sat down.
At first, he just thought calmly, sorting out and reviewing the research of the past few days in his mind. When the results of each failure came to mind, his expression gradually became ugly.
"Failure, everything is a failure! I can't find the special substance in the blood, I can't figure out the secret of the jade body, I don't have a clue... If I can't find it for three months, wouldn't it be in vain? That person
But the wife of the young sect master of the Wuji Sect, she is willing to provide blood because she is asking for help, and she cannot stay forever!"
Having said this, Li Yansheng's face was full of anger, which was very different from his usual gentle appearance, and his tone became violent.
"Why am I so useless? After so many years, there is no progress at all! What kind of elixir can restrain the devil? If it can't cure the master, what's the same as if it hasn't been researched? Waste, waste!"
When he said the last word, he waved his hand, and the table filled with medical books in front of him was pushed down, the vase was smashed to pieces, and the cabinets where the instruments were placed kept making a clanging sound. If it weren't for the prohibition on them, they would have been smashed.
Smashed.
"Master!" The disciple's worried voice came from outside the clinic.
Li Yan stopped talking, his eyes flickered with magic light, and layers of black energy escaped from his body, as if he would become possessed the next moment.
He obviously realized it and quickly swallowed a pill to suppress the evil spirit.
When everything calmed down, it was already dark.
Li Yansheng looked at the cleaned consulting room, slowly lifted up the tables and chairs, packed up the medical books one by one, and glued the fragments of the vase together with his magic, restoring everything to its original appearance.
But he couldn't calm down, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart.
"There is not enough time. If I continue like this, I will follow in the footsteps of my master... Although the pill can suppress it, but as long as I continue to be exposed to the demonic energy, one day I will be unable to restrain it. I have to be fast, I must be fast!"
Li Yansheng took out the blood bottle and then immersed himself in studying it.
It was bright and dark, dark and bright again... Three full days passed before he finally made up his mind.
"There is not much blood left. I can ask Fairy Bai to provide it again, but if there is more, I'm afraid she will refuse... Let's try using it directly as medicine first!"
He waved his sleeves, opened the restriction, and left the consulting room.
The disciples outside were guarding the door with worried faces. When they saw him coming out, they were pleasantly surprised: "Master, are you okay?"
Li Yansheng's face did look much better. He had taken a lot of pills and practiced for a long time in order to restrain the evil spirit. Now he looked very energetic.
He responded and kept walking.
"Master, where are you going?" The disciple hurriedly followed.