Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

Meanwhile, Wu Feilong came to Li Ling's room with a worried expression and asked softly, "Mother, how are you feeling?"

Li Ling struggled to sit up, her face still as pale as paper, and answered weakly, "I...I'm fine, but why is there no sign of Wang'er?"

Wu Feilong's heart tightened. He knew his mother's concern for his brother, but he couldn't bear to tell her the truth right now. So he had no choice but to tell her a white lie: "Mother, don't worry, he has gone out on business and may not be back for some time. Just focus on getting better."

Immediately afterwards, he went to visit his teacher's wife with a heavy heart. When he saw that his teacher's wife's complexion had improved slightly and her spirits had recovered, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was finally relieved and he felt a sense of relief.

The next morning, while it was still early and all was quiet, a rapid knocking broke the silence. Zhang Daojing stood outside the door and knocked again. It turned out that after a whole night of repeated thought and deliberation, Zhang Daojing had finally decided to ask an important question.

After the door opened, Zhang Daojing looked at the person in front of him and asked with a serious expression, "Have you ever been interested in studying medicine?" Hearing this sudden question, the other party was taken aback, and then asked in confusion, "Why do you say that, senior?"

Zhang Daojing took a deep breath and slowly said, "A few days ago, Yao'er came to see me. To be honest, at first I was unwilling to take you as my disciple, because the image of my ideal disciple was still quite different from you. However, through observing you over this period of time, I have discovered that you are not only loyal and righteous, but also exceptionally talented. Therefore, I have changed my mind and want to formally take you as my disciple."

Hearing this, he was filled with surprise and emotion. He had never imagined that Mu Yao would do so much for him behind the scenes. Although he had saved her life before, he believed he had already repaid that debt of gratitude. Now, knowing the truth, a warm feeling welled up inside him.

After a moment's thought, he replied sincerely, "I am deeply grateful for your kindness and appreciation. However, I have already joined the Heavenly Sword Sect. Although the Heavenly Sword Sect no longer exists, it is only right and proper that I consult my master's wife before making a decision. I hope you can understand."

Zhang Daojing was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then laughed and scolded, "Hey! I didn't expect you to be so young, yet so full of rules! Fine, fine, since that's the case, then let's wait until you've consulted your master's wife before we talk about it." With that, he turned and left, leaving him standing alone at the door, gazing thoughtfully at Zhang Daojing's departing figure.

It wasn't that he was outdated or out of touch with the times; in fact, deep down he had always longed to learn medicine. After all, having more skills is never a bad thing—the more skills you have, the better. However, the reality was somewhat daunting. The rules and regulations here were staggering, and a slight misstep could inadvertently offend someone. More importantly, every major sect had an unwritten rule—never to study under two masters simultaneously. Therefore, when facing Zhang Daojing, he couldn't help but feel uneasy, wondering if this was a test or a trap set by the other party. After careful consideration, he ultimately decided to deal with it this way for now.

Not long after, he set off to visit Long Jing and took the opportunity to ask him about some matters. Fortunately, Long Jing was an extremely understanding person and readily agreed to his request without any hesitation.

Upon arriving at Zhang Daojing's residence, knowing the saying that it's never wrong to be polite, he hurriedly and respectfully took out the precious spirit stones and various rare medicinal herbs that he had prepared beforehand from his pocket, presented them to Zhang Daojing with both hands, and said with utmost respect, "Master, please accept my bow!"

When Zhang Daojing saw the treasures before him, especially the top-grade spirit stone and the rare Yellow Spring Flower, his eyes lit up. He exclaimed with delight, "Oh my, top-grade spirit stone, and Yellow Spring Flower... Get up quickly!" Then, he casually picked up a thick stack of dozens of medical books from beside him and handed them to his newly accepted disciple. He then earnestly instructed, "Take these back and study them carefully. If you encounter anything you don't understand, come and ask me anytime."

Upon receiving these precious books, he was overjoyed, as if he had found a priceless treasure. As the saying goes, knowledge is power, and in the days that followed, he immersed himself almost tirelessly in these medical texts, meticulously studying the profound medical mysteries they contained. Time flew by, and a month passed in the blink of an eye. Through this period of diligent study, he had gained a general understanding of many medical fields, including acupuncture, acupressure, and alchemy.

"This is an alchemy furnace; you can make do with it for now." Zhang Daojing casually tossed a furnace the size of an incense burner towards Wu Feilong. The furnace traced an arc in the air before landing steadily in front of Wu Feilong. Upon closer inspection, the furnace was an ancient bronze color, its surface covered with mysterious and complex Bagua patterns, as if it contained endless mysteries.

Wu Feilong quickly reached out and caught the alchemy furnace, his eyes filled with surprise and gratitude: "Thank you, Master!"

Zhang Daojing nodded and continued, "Fire is indispensable for alchemy. Since you possess the Yin-Yang spiritual root, you can transform your true essence into fire. However, if you have the opportunity to receive divine fire in the future, your alchemy will be twice as effective. Before that, you need to learn to precisely control the heat."

Wu Feilong took a deep breath and nodded, indicating that he understood. Then, he eagerly began attempting to refine the Strength Pill. Although this pill was only the most basic and lowest-grade, it could effectively enhance one's physique after consumption. At this moment, he didn't want to prematurely reveal his possession of the Void Cauldron and Phoenix Flame.

However, attempting alchemy for the first time was no easy task. Wu Feilong encountered numerous problems during the process.

"It's overcooked!"

"The order of the medicinal herbs is wrong!"

......

Thus, in his first attempt at alchemy, Wu Feilong made more than a dozen mistakes and ultimately failed to refine even a single ordinary pill.

As dusk approached, Zhang Daojing said, "Let's call it a day. Go back and think it over carefully."

Wu Feilong nodded somewhat dejectedly, then silently packed his things and returned to his residence. After resting for a while, he slowly closed his eyes and began to meditate. In his mind's eye, he repeatedly recalled every step and detail of the day's alchemy process, constantly reflecting on and summarizing the problems. After a long period of thought and analysis, when he felt he was sufficiently familiar with and had a relatively good grasp of the entire alchemy process, he opened his eyes, got up, and went to the courtyard.

Upon entering the courtyard, Wu Feilong once again retrieved his alchemy furnace and various medicinal herbs, preparing to begin refining pills again. This time, his movements were noticeably more deliberate than before, and his control over the heat and the timing of adding the herbs were far more precise. As expected, with the passage of time and after dozens of attempts, Wu Feilong's technique became increasingly skillful, and he finally succeeded in refining his first Power Pill! Looking at the brown pill in his hand, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance, a joyful smile spread across Wu Feilong's face.

Next, he experimented with alchemy ten more times. To his delight, he succeeded six times! Seeing such results, he was finally satisfied and decided to try refining other types of pills. Time passed by, and before he knew it, it was late at night. Only then did he drag his tired body to rest.