"Why are you back again?" Seeing Xuanhuang step into the cave, Wen Ce, Wuji and others all raised their eyes.
"It's not safe for you to follow us. Didn't I tell you to leave quickly?" Wuji frowned, looking at the little girl putting down the small straw basket, not understanding her actions.
"Borrow the fire."
Just after retreating from the enemy's rear, the team immediately retreated. Now retreating to this cave is just a temporary solution.
The young man is healing his wounds with the sound of flute.
Depending on the situation, those immortal things will soon catch up with the sound of the flute.
The sound of the flute suddenly stopped.
Wu Gu and Wu Ji jumped up suddenly and rushed to the young man's side, supporting his body as he sank slightly.
A faint trace of blood spilled from the corner of the young man's mouth.
"Your internal injuries are too severe. Using the Pure Heart Curse will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If you continue like this, it will worsen your injuries. And soon, those ghosts will chase after you again with the sound of your flute." Xuanhuang glanced at him.
With one glance, he poured all the herbs in the basket into a broken porcelain jar, picked up a branch and played with the things.
The young man raised his eyebrows and looked at her without saying a word.
After a while, he asked aloud, "What are you doing?"
"There are no more than thirteen kinds of poisons in your body, each of which can kill you in an instant. But fortunately, these poisons are not all fused together, so they have a mutually reinforcing effect."
Wen Ce suddenly stood up, his eyes widened, "Who are you? How do you know how many kinds of poisons are in my Lord's body?"
While they were talking, at least three young men came up to her and put the tip of their sword at her throat.
Xuanhuang looked at them calmly, "Don't be surprised. If I were an enemy, your Lord would naturally not save me. Don't you still believe in your Lord's judgment and vision?"
"Ahem, cough, cough." The young man smiled and waved his hand, "The little guy is so smart that people are impressed."
"Owner."
"Okay, Wen Ce, it's okay." The young man patted the back of Wen Ce's hand gently, looking at Xuanhuang with a slight smile in his eyes, "Can you tell us, what are you messing with?"
"Herbal medicine." Xuanhuang's mouth twitched.
It turned out that she was right. These people really didn't know what herbal medicine was, and their eyes were filled with confusion.
If you haven’t seen a doctor, you should at least take medicine.
"It's a medicine that can temporarily suppress your injuries and prevent them from worsening." Xuanhuang explained speechlessly.
Wen Ce and others' eyes suddenly lit up.
Wuji was even more surprised and delighted, "You know how to make medicine? Are you a pharmacist?"
Learning medicine and detoxification is a compulsory course for their ancient martial arts sect. I really don’t know what to be excited about.
"But refining medicine takes a lot of effort, and it cannot be done overnight. Now that we are facing a powerful enemy, we may not be able to wait until you can refine the elixir."