He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 401 It May Be Hungry

"Master, what kind of medicine are you making? It smells so good." Song Ziyan asked while swallowing his saliva.

"Want to eat?" Jiang Lin flicked one over.

"Can I eat it?" Song Ziyan was suddenly excited. He was so hungry that he could eat a whole cow.

"This is for healing. Eat it when you are seriously injured." Jiang Lin said.

"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Song Ziyan quickly returned the Golden Sun Pill and said, "Forget it. I don't want to get seriously injured."

Jiang Lin laughed when he heard this. This world also cares about good omens.

He didn't care and went back with Song Ziyan. Seeing the two coming, Jiang Xiu's eyes lit up and he said quickly, "Okay, okay, we can have dinner!"

Even Sheng Yingchun looked longingly at the big basin in front of her, and was obviously very hungry.

"You've been waiting for a long time, right?" Jiang Lin came over and sat down.

"We've been waiting for a long time. Both kids are starving." Jiang Xiu said as she served the rice: "Master Wei said that we have to wait for you to come before we can start eating. What have you been busy with tonight that took you so long?"

Jiang Lin smiled, placed the three Golden Sun Pills in front of Old Man Wei, and said, "I just made them. Maybe they can cure your leg. If not, I'll think of another way later."

Old Man Wei was stunned. He looked down at the three golden pills. He never thought that Jiang Lin had delayed for so long just to help him heal his injuries.

Not long after they met, Jiang Lin said that if he had the ability one day, he would get the best medicine to treat his injuries.

Later, he learned the art of alchemy, and said that once he made progress, he would be able to refine better pills.

Old Man Wei has been hearing such words for several years.

In fact, he knew in his heart that Jiang Lin must have really thought about healing himself.

But I have been lame for more than 20 years, and ordinary medicines have no effect at all.

To cure his injury is almost equivalent to breaking all the bones of a 1.5-meter-tall guy, and then healing them again to turn him into a 1.8-meter-tall big guy.

The difficulty is self-evident.

So Old Man Wei appreciated Jiang Lin's kindness, but did not raise any further hopes.

As Jiang Lin's official position became higher and higher, he had more and more things to do.

In the past, he was only responsible for iron forging, but now he can participate in the border army’s battles and even influence the outcome of the war to a certain extent.

This made Old Man Wei even more hopeless. With Jiang Lin's current status, he only came into contact with important figures like Marshal Yu and His Majesty the Emperor.

I am busy with national affairs, so how can I take care of him?

It's already good enough to be able to stay in the blacksmith camp and continue to talk to him without being arrogant.

But Old Man Wei never expected that up to now, Jiang Lin not only did not forget his promise, but actually fulfilled it.

These three pills were placed before him. Regardless of their effects, the thought alone was enough to make his nose sour.

His parents died when he was young and he had no one to take care of him, so he had to make a living by hanging out with a bunch of thugs on the street.

When he grew up, he didn't want to live like this anymore, so he joined the border army.

After he was injured and retreated, he came to the blacksmith camp to cook for people.

It can be said that from childhood to adulthood, the only family affection that Old Man Wei has ever felt is from Jiang Lin.

That was why he cherished it so much that when Jiang Lin was forced by the powerful clans, he put on the worn-out armor, slung his sword over his waist, and went to Gubei Lane to ask for help from Marshal Yu.

For an old man who once had no parents and later had no children, he thought he would live a carefree life.

Family love is what he wants most, but what he dares not hope for the most.

Song Ziyan had already taken the large basin from Jiang Xiu and was eating from it with big mouthfuls while looking at the Jinyang Pill on the table.

"Grandpa Wei, Master said this thing can save even the most seriously injured. Come and eat it!"

These words made Jiang Xiu couldn't help laughing out loud. Master Wei is not in a hurry, so why are you in such a hurry?

Old Man Wei raised his head and looked at Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin also noticed his red eyes and said with a smile, "Try it."

Old man Wei nodded. He didn't try to make excuses and leave one for others. He just picked one up and put it in his mouth.

It was not because there was hope of curing his legs, but because he knew that this pill carried the family relationship between him and Jiang Lin.

The Golden Yang Pill fell into his stomach and melted instantly, transforming into powerful medicinal power that continuously rushed throughout his body.

The drug was so potent that Old Man Wei groaned. He gripped the edge of the wooden table with his veins bulging.

Song Ziyan was startled and threw away the spoon in his hand: "Grandpa Wei!"

Jiang Lin pulled him back by the collar and said, "It's okay, he's just digesting the medicine."

After years of fighting, Old Man Wei had more than just a limp on his leg. He also had countless hidden injuries all over his body.

If it was an ordinary high-level elixir, no matter how good the medicinal ingredients were, it would not be able to cure him.

But the medicinal power of this Eight-Patterned Golden Sun Pill is extraordinary.

Most of the old wounds can be healed almost immediately after being washed away.

The remaining medicinal power continued to rush to other places.

Especially the lame leg, which was twisted and deformed and could no longer be cured.

However, under the endless effect of the medicine, Old Man Wei clearly felt that his legs and feet were recovering.

From soreness and swelling to numbness to pain, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

Even a strong man would break out in sweat and bite his teeth until they bleed when facing this process equivalent to the regeneration of broken bones.

The old grey donkey not far away seemed to have sensed something. It ran over and tried to use its head to protect the old man's body, but seemed afraid of hurting him.

The old grey donkey was so anxious that it kept braying. Finally, it ran to Jiang Lin, bit his sleeve with its mouth and pulled him towards Old Man Wei.

Jiang Lin knew that the old gray donkey had been fed a lot of elixirs by Old Man Wei and had long understood human nature.

He laughed and said, "Master Wei is just healing. It will get better after the pain. Don't worry."

The old grey donkey, however, refused to believe it and dragged him to Old Man Wei, pushing him forward with his head. Jiang Lin was helpless, as he knew that the old grey donkey and Old Man Wei had a deep relationship, so it was normal for him to worry about his master.

He had to pretend to stretch out a hand and gently press it on Old Man Wei's shoulder.

The power of the Divine Martial Realm was released a little, helping Old Man Wei to clear his meridians and relieve the pain.

Old man Wei's frown gradually relaxed.

Jiang Lin was slightly stunned. He didn't expect it to be so effective.

He suddenly felt a little guilty. If he had known earlier, he would not have let Master Wei suffer so much.

Originally he just wanted to coax the old gray donkey, but now Jiang Lin was standing behind Old Man Wei seriously, using his own strength to assist him.

With his help, the medicine is digested faster.

After a while, Old Man Wei's body stopped shaking and he showed a comfortable expression.

His frown was completely relaxed until the rich fragrance of the elixir blew away with the wind and even Xia Shanliu and others who were concentrating on studying the art of alchemy could smell it.

"This smell..."

Without saying a word, several veteran alchemists immediately raised the Nine-Patterned Pills in their hands and ran towards this side.

At this time, Old Man Wei had already stood up.

He hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth, stretched his legs, and jumped a few times on the spot, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

It’s really good!

An old injury from more than 20 years was healed today!
The remaining medicinal power has not been completely digested and is still constantly looking for other hidden injuries to repair.

Old man Wei's hair has almost turned completely black, and he looks a few years younger.

"Wow! Grandpa Wei's legs are really healed!" Song Ziyan cheered, and at the same time picked up a big spoon and scooped a mouthful of food into his mouth to reward himself.

Sheng Yingchun put down his chopsticks, stood up and said solemnly: "Congratulations to Grandpa Wei for recovering from his injury!"

Old Man Wei had a smile on his face and was about to speak happily when Xia Shanliu and others came up to him.

They saw the Golden Yang Pill on the table at a glance, and several of them immediately ran over to pick up the pill and examine it carefully.

Jiang Lin knew that these old alchemists were devoted to the study of alchemy. The Golden Yang Pill was an advanced healing elixir that he had created, so it was normal for them to be interested in it.

Just as he was about to give them one to study, he saw Xia Shanliu throw the Golden Sun Pill directly on the table and curled his lips in disdain: "It's just ordinary stuff, only eight patterns."

"This is the best elixir in the world!"

Looking at the Nine-Pattern Pill that Xia Shanliu was proudly holding in his hand, Jiang Lin had a strange expression on his face.

Although the pill pattern is a little bit off, the Golden Yang Pill is a high-level pill!

A cripple who had been crippled for more than 20 years, after taking one pill, not only did his injuries heal, but he also regained his youth, but at least the effect was much better than that of the intermediate pill.

As a result, such a pill was actually evaluated as ordinary stuff?

Xia Shanliu and the others had no intention of explaining. They held their heads high and walked away with disdain.

Faintly, you can still hear their whispers.

"I thought it was something good, but it's all in vain."

"The myriad truths of alchemy are now in our hands. Is there anything better in this world?"

"That makes sense."

Jiang Lin was so angry that he laughed, do you guys know anything about elixirs?

Also, the pills in your hands were also made by me. What are you so proud of?
Although I am always praised, I have become accustomed to it and even feel it is meaningless.

But I felt a little uncomfortable being suddenly belittled like this.

Jiang Lin couldn't help but shook his head, wondering why he cared about these things.

Putting aside the impact of the episode, Jiang Lin looked at Old Man Wei and asked, "How do you feel?"

"very good."

Old Man Wei nodded vigorously. Who wants to be a cripple?

No matter whether others pay attention to you unintentionally or ignore you deliberately, you will feel uncomfortable.

It is natural to be happy to be a person with both hands and feet.

Old Man Wei looked at Jiang Lin, his heart filled with gratitude beyond words. He opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Jiang Lin smiled and said, "There's no need for us to be polite. Let's eat."

His attitude was so casual, as if curing Old Man Wei's lame leg was just an ordinary thing.

This was naturally because the old donkey didn't want to put too much psychological burden on Old Man Wei. The old gray donkey stepped over, nudged Old Man Wei's legs, and then bit his trouser leg and pulled it twice.

Old Man Wei looked down, then smiled and patted the old gray donkey's head.

"It's really good."

The old gray donkey raised its head, stared at him with its big black eyes, then turned to Jiang Lin, stuck out its head and nudged him twice, then barked twice.

While feeding himself with a big spoon, Song Ziyan asked curiously, "Master, what is it doing?"

Jiang Lin glanced at the old gray donkey and said with a smile: "What do you think?"

"I think it might be hungry." Song Ziyan replied.

Jiang Xiu burst out laughing, and then Jiang Lin, Sheng Yingchun, and Old Man Wei also couldn't help laughing.

Children's words are always simple.

That old grey donkey.

The same is true.

(End of this chapter)