Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 266: Refining Medicine and Accidents

Seeing the serious expression of the monk in front of him, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

The Spiritual Medical Clinic was involved in his future plans, and in order to earn spirit stones for it, he had to be very selective.

“Chiyuan Paste is a first-grade, mid-grade spiritual medicine.

It is different from refining elixirs. It only requires attention to the main, secondary, auxiliary and guiding ingredients, and the harmony of the medicinal properties."

Fang Yi took out a flame orchid, and the spiritual light in his hand turned into a water film.

The water film isolated the fire, and then the hands deftly removed the tender core wrapped in the flame and dry air.

He began to teach.

“This Chiyuan Paste is used to remove the cold poison from cultivators. The most important thing is to maintain its warming and nourishing properties.

The orchid heart of this first-level spiritual medicine, the Flame Orchid, has explosive medicinal properties and must be removed."

"Pfft!"

The flame orchid was thrown into the medicine cauldron.

Immediately, a palm-sized dark purple mushroom appeared in Fang Yi's hand.

"All of you, my fellow disciples, have already entered the path of spiritual medicine and have studied the introductory text, 'Medicine Master's Commentary on the Hundred Herbs.'

This purple monkey mushroom is different from the blood magnolia in that it has a mild medicinal property. Its nature is like earth, calm and still, and its medicinal properties are tightly locked.

Therefore, the medicinal properties must be activated. Otherwise, the preparation time of the Red Yuan Paste will be at least three times longer, and the medicinal properties will be easily contaminated."

The vitality of plants and trees gathered in Fang Yi's hands, and then he put his hands together, and spiritual power evaporated.

Clouds and smoke curling
When he opened his hands, the purple monkey mushroom in his hands was already extremely gorgeous.

"Next is the blood jade root"

As Fang Yi processed various spiritual medicines with ease, the rich aroma of medicine gradually filled the entire courtyard.

"So powerful! This Master Fang's medical skills are so smooth and ingenious that they surpass those of nature."

Qin Yu, Qian Jiaozi and other monks standing by were shocked.

Among the cultivators present, the worst was a first-grade low-grade spiritual doctor, and they all had some research on the art of spiritual medicine.

Just by looking at his skill in processing elixirs, one can see the terrifying depth of Fang Yi's accumulated spiritual medical skills.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The medicinal properties in the medicine cauldron were steaming, and Fang Yi looked calm as he shot a ray of spiritual light into it.

Looking at the red jade-like ointment gradually condensing in the medicine cauldron, he continued to teach.

"The most difficult part of the path of a spiritual doctor is to diagnose illnesses, injuries, and poisons through observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. I have already accomplished this.

Making the red yuan paste is the simplest thing.

My fellow disciples, if you cannot make one portion of red yuan ointment with five portions of spiritual medicine, then my spiritual medical clinic is of no use to you.

Please find someone else who is smarter."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a bronze lotus furnace was activated and floated in the air.

Three incense sticks were inserted into the lotus censer, and the fragrance rose from them.

"This concentration incense has the effect of calming the mind and gathering energy. It will burn for about three hours.

My fellow apprentices, you may now begin to refine the Red Yuan Paste."

Say it.

Fang Yi waved his hand and Zi Yan took out a recliner.

Leaning on the recliner, he narrowed his eyes, waiting for the results of the elixir brewed by the seven monks in front of him.

An hour later.

Fang Yi looked at the graceful female cultivator in front of him and respectfully handed over the Chiyuan ointment.

The graceful female cultivator bowed slightly.

"Uncle Fang, I have finished refining the Red Yuan Paste. Please taste it."

"Ah."

Fang Yi nodded slightly.

This female cultivator named Mu Qingyi does have some talent.

Only one portion of the elixir was wasted, and the second time he made it, he was able to make a portion of the red yuan paste.

"Uncle Fang, I've also prepared it."

Fang Yi turned his head and saw Qin Yu, dressed in green and with a young face, carefully holding a piece of Chiyuan ointment and coming in front of him.

'He does have some talent. As a first-rank, lower-grade spiritual doctor, he has a solid foundation.

He is only at the fourth level of Qi training, but he is faster than Junior Brother Qian's descendants.

Afterwards, he ordered Dacheng to investigate.

If you have a clean background, you can focus on training. My spiritual medicine clinic is in need of a lot of work and needs a few capable spiritual doctors.'

He swept his spiritual sense over the remaining cultivators, pondered for a moment, and then ordered Mu Qingyi and Qin Yu to wait on the side.

An hour later.

Looking at the Chiyuan ointment refined by the seven cultivators in front of him, Fang Yi's expression was a little strange.

"The medicinal properties are acceptable, but the elixir is contaminated by mana, and there are some side effects."

He activated his magical power and seven rays of light in his hand shot into the red yuan ointment.

The medicinal properties of the seven portions of Chiyuan Paste were stimulated, and a faint medicinal fragrance rose slowly.

"You seven, follow the order of completion of refining. The next person will taste the Red Yuan Paste of the previous cultivator.

And evaluate it as one of the criteria for this assessment."

Fang Yi pointed at Qin Yu, who had a young face.

"Junior Brother Qin, you come first. You taste Junior Brother Mu's elixir."

"Yes! I will obey my uncle's order." Qin Yu saluted respectfully, then walked up to Mu Qingyi with a serious expression.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Qin." Mu Qingyi smiled charmingly.

Qin Yu said nothing, his face stern. How could he not take it seriously when a master of foundation building took a fancy to him?

A green light flowed on his nose, and a faint medicinal fragrance was inhaled into his nose.

"Qi-drawing and medicine-identification method? One of the most difficult medical secrets to master for a first-level spiritual doctor."

Fang Yi's lips curled up slightly, and the strange smile on his face could hardly be suppressed.

'This method of drawing qi to identify medicine is an extreme test of the practitioner's control over his magical power.

But once mastered, the ability to identify spiritual medicines will be greatly improved.

But you, Master Qin, will have to take care of Mu Qingyi's Red Yuan Cream.

As the faint medicinal fragrance was inhaled into his nose, Qin felt a warm medicinal property being stimulated.

"Warm but not dry, delicate and lingering. Senior Sister Mu, who refined this Red Yuan Paste, is a slightly more skilled healer than I am."

And the master who wrote this prescription, Master Fang, has terrifying medical attainments.

He felt as if he were being enveloped by a hot spring, a gentle warmth spreading through his muscles, bones, blood, and flesh. Qin Yu knew that Mu Qingyi's Chi Yuan Ointment had passed the test.

"You still have to savor it carefully. This opportunity only comes once, so don't miss any problem."

Seeing the young-looking Qin Yu, he repeatedly activated the Qi-absorbing and medicine-identifying method, continuously absorbing the medicinal properties of the Red Yuan Paste in Mu Qingyi's hand.

Fang Yi shook his head secretly. "This unlucky child..."

"This is!"

Qin Yu's expression suddenly changed. Feeling the delicate and lingering medicinal properties, a surge of anger suddenly emerged.

The heat energy flows along the meridians and rushes straight to the lower abdomen.

Although he was a novice, he knew where this place was.

Qin Yu's face flushed, and he half-bent his body to hide the bulge in his robe.

"Senior Sister Mu, you... you..."

When Mu Qingyi saw this, her heart skipped a beat and she secretly thought that something was wrong.

"Oh no! In order to compete for the first place in the refining process, when I was boiling the Red Yuan Paste, the mana output of the 'Evil Heart Technique' was too strong."

Fang Yi smiled when he saw this, and then an ice-blue spiritual light flowed, and he flicked his index finger, and a heart-clearing technique was launched.

He then pointed out.

"Junior Brother Qin, brewing spiritual medicine is different from refining spiritual pills. There are hundreds of spiritual medicines, and the effects of brewing them by different cultivators are often different.

The brewing of elixirs is a process of spiritual healing using the power of a spiritual doctor to stimulate and harmonize them. The cultivation techniques practiced by these cultivators can often bring about changes in the properties of the medicine."

"I understand. Thank you, Uncle Fang, for your guidance."

Qin Yu's face flushed red. With the help of the Qingxin Technique, he managed to suppress the dryness in his lower abdomen and no longer had to hunch over.

He glared at Mu Qingyi fiercely and then spoke.

"Uncle Fang, the red ointment refined by Senior Sister Mu has a mild medicinal property and a delicate and long-lasting effect.

Apart from some side effects, the quality is top-notch."

Seeing this, Fang Yi nodded slightly and then pointed at the bald old man.

"Junior Brother Ma, you are the third one to complete the refining of the Red Yuan Paste. Come and taste Junior Brother Qin's elixir."

The bald old man bowed slightly, and then he also activated the Qi-inducing medicine method.

But unlike Qin Yu, every time he activated the Qi-absorbing medicine identification method, the medicinal properties he absorbed were only one-tenth of Qin Yu's.

Obviously a veteran.

Even if this Chiyuan ointment has any side effects, the medicinal properties can be suppressed by magic power.

Half an hour later.

Seven portions of Chiyuan Paste have been tasted.

Fang Yi looked at the seven monks in front of him strangely.

The corners of Qin Yu's eyes were still a little flushed, and it was obvious that the dryness caused by the Chiyuan Paste had not been completely suppressed.

A swordsman with a long sword on his waist and handsome features was staring at the bald old man named Ma.

Well, the sword-like eyebrows are no longer handsome.

Because the old man surnamed Ma's Chiyuan ointment contained a slight toxicity, it caused the sword cultivator's hair to fall out all over his body.

Even the long hair that draped over his shoulders fell off, revealing his shiny scalp.

The bald swordsman was also being stared at by Qian Jiaozi.

Qian Jiaozi's face twitched as he endured the pain that came from his flesh and blood from time to time.

Obviously, the remaining sharp golden magic power of the swordsman in the red yuan ointment did not make things easy for others.

Fang Yi glanced at the bald swordsman, then glanced at Qin Yu, whose eyes were flushed and his shirt was slightly bulging.

Finally, he glanced at the other four monks who were still in fear and shook his head helplessly.

“You guys are truly a great group of people.

However, you have all made some progress in the art of spiritual medicine. You have all passed the second assessment."

"Hmm?" Seeing everyone's happy faces, Fang Yi suddenly raised his eyebrows.

A jade talisman in the shape of a copper coin came rushing from afar and circled over the courtyard.

Seeing this, Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a green light swept the jade talisman into his hand.

After a while.

Withdraw your spiritual consciousness from the jade talisman that Qian Chuanzi used to convey the message.

Fang Yi looked at the last cultivator who had completed the Chiyuan Paste.

"All of you, my nephews, have completed the refining of the Red Yuan Paste. This is the test..."

He paused for a moment and looked at Qin Yu, Mu Qingyi, the old man in hemp clothes, and the bald swordsman who all looked nervous.

"Mu Qingyi, Qin Yu, Ma Xianbao, Huang Pengfei, Qian Jiaozi, and Chen Miao will stay.

Junior-Martial Brother Chi, you have no chance in my Spiritual Medical Clinic."

Fang Yi waved his hand.

"Master Gu, please take Junior-nephew Chi away from Zizhuxuan. The cultivators of the Wei family must have been waiting for a long time."

Gu Jiushang bowed and accepted the order. "Fellow Daoist Chi, please follow me."

After his true identity was exposed, Junior Brother Chi's face froze and he didn't dare to resist.

Then he walked out of Zizhuxuan tremblingly.

The time when the Spiritual Medical Clinic was first built was the most critical time, no matter who wanted to interfere.

Fang Yi will cut off the evil hands one by one.

Seeing that the scene was a little solemn, Fang Yi spoke.

"The third round of assessment has passed. All of you, my nephews, are members of my Spiritual Medical Hall and can call me the head of the hall.

Afterwards, the tasks assigned to you by the sect will also become tasks related to refining spiritual medicines in the Spiritual Medical Hall."

"Meet the Master."

"Thank you, Uncle Fang."

"Meet the owner."

"Whoo~"

Qin Yu exhaled a breath of foul air, and was certain in his heart that he finally had a backer.

He glanced at the other monks.

Whether it was Qian Jiaozi, Mu Qingyi, Huang Pengfei, or Chen Miao, they all looked ecstatic.

They were obviously very happy to join the Spiritual Medical Clinic.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and six white jade tokens floated in the air.

One side of the jade plaque is engraved with the spiritual pattern of the word "medicine", and the other side is carved with the scenery of Xuanyang Mountain.

(End of this chapter)