"What kind of elixir does it cost to spend your energy on?" Xuanhuang twitched the corners of his lips again, and used his sleeves to lightly fan the small porcelain jar that was raised above the fire.
"Can't you see that I'm boiling medicine?" Xuanhuang was speechless to them.
"This medicine only needs to be boiled over low heat for half an hour. It can temporarily suppress the toxins flowing in your body and relieve your internal injuries. However, you can no longer insist on going your own way and ignore the advice of your subordinates and use your internal power."
Half an hour later.
"Can this dark soup really cure my Lord?"
Looking at the distrustful looks of Wen Ce and others, Xuanhuang picked up the broken bowl and took a sip, then pushed it in front of the young man and said, "I won't harm you. It's up to you whether you want to drink or not."
The young man reached out to take it, tilted his head and poured it all into his mouth.
"How is it?" Xuanhuang's bright eyes stared at him.
"It's very painful."
Xuanhuang slightly curved his mouth and smiled, "You saved me once, and I'll help you once. From now on, we won't owe each other anything. Okay, it's time for me to leave."
"Little baby, where are you going?" Seeing her interest, Qi Laosan couldn't help but ask in a broken voice.
"Me?" Xuanhuang picked up the broken bowl and jar, threw it into the basket, and walked out, "Whatever, wherever you go. Say goodbye, take care!"
"This little girl is quite thoughtful." Wen Ce laughed dumbly and turned to look at the young man, "Master, how do you feel now?"
The young man coughed softly and pressed his chest, "The blood and energy have indeed become much smoother."
The young man crossed his legs and practiced Qigong secretly for a week. He opened his eyes and nodded, "It can temporarily suppress the poison on the body, and the internal injuries are not as serious as before. It is indeed a good medicine."
"I didn't expect that bowl of dark soup to be so useful?" Wen Ce immediately regretted it, "She should have been left with the master."
"This little baby might be the disciple of some reclusive family on the mainland."
"She doesn't look like she's in rags."
"What do you know? An expert will know if she is there as soon as she takes action. This little girl definitely has a good background."
"Master!" A young man quickly ran in from outside the cave.
Wen Cerong's expression changed and he immediately asked, "Are they catching up again?"
I don’t know which mountain those guys came from, and they have never even seen Chinese herbal medicine.
Xuanhuang bit a piece of sweet grass and walked up the mountain road, stopping and walking.
It’s my first time here, I’m not familiar with the route, and I don’t know if there’s any shelter near this sea of flowers.
Fortunately, there were a lot of medicinal herbs nearby, so Xuanhuang didn't feel lonely along the way. He picked them up and walked around, and soon he was carrying a small basket of medicinal herbs.
Although these wild herbs are not needed now, there is no guarantee that they will not be used in the future. Anyway, the more the better, the better.
Looking up, it looked like it was raining just after dawn.
Xuanhuang hurriedly stepped up his pace, and not long after, the heavy rain poured down with a rumble of thunder...