"Elder Wen Dao, is Brother Zhou Yuan's meridian damage very serious?”
Hua Xiaolan was very worried when she saw Elder Wen Dao's shocked expression.
In reality,
When Elder Wen Dao was taking Zhou Yuan's pulse,
He found that not only was his pulse healthy, but there was no imbalance.
When he was most shocked…
In Zhou Yuan's meridians, he felt a powerful surge of True Qi.
This true energy was like an ocean, surging violently.
This was a pulse that only spiritual practitioners had!
He sensed it carefully.
Elder Wen Dao discovered something even more terrifying.
Not only were Zhou Yuan's meridians not broken at all,
Instead, it was flawless, pure, and perfect.
This was a Connate Body!
Moreover, it was a relatively high-grade innate body!
"Sanzang said that you were congenitally deficient and your meridians were broken. This…"
Elder Wen Dao widened his eyes and looked at Zhou Yuan in disbelief.
This was a huge blow to him!
After all, Zhou Yuan was only a twelve-year-old child, but he was actually an Inborn Expert!
Even Elder Wen Dao suspected that he had made a wrong judgment.
"Elder Wen Dao, ask whatever you want to ask.”
Zhou Yuan did not plan to hide it anymore. He could also announce his strength.
Elder Wen Dao was stunned!
His gaze was a little dull.
Perhaps it was because Zhou Yuan's physical condition had given him too much of a shock.
Elder Wen Dao's dementia acted up again.
"Elder Wen Dao?"
Hua Xiaolan waved her hand in front of Elder Wen Dao when she saw that he was motionless.
Instantly, Elder Wen Dao came back to his senses.
His fingers moved away from Zhou Yuan's wrist and scratched his head. He pondered and said,"
"What did I want to say just now?”
He had intermittent amnesia.
"Right! I remember now. The medicine I cooked is still on the fire. Please don't burn it.”
Elder Wen Dao stood up and prepared to leave the room and return to the Medicine King Yard.
Zhou Yuan was speechless.
Originally, he had already brewed up his emotions and revealed his strength.
In the end, Elder Wen Dao was actually frightened and fell ill.
"Elder Wen Dao, you promised me that you would treat Brother Zhou Yuan.”
Hua Xiaolan chased after him and asked Elder Wen Dao,"
"What was the result of your diagnosis just now? Is there a way to treat Brother Zhou Yuan's meridians?”
Elder Wen Dao hurried back to the Medicine King Hall and said,"
"Xiaolan, I heard from the abbot Sanzang that Zhou Yuan is born with a congenital deficiency and his meridians are broken. I will read through the ancient medical books and concoct herbs for him.”
"How long will it take?" Hua Xiaolan continued to ask.
"It might take a year or ten years. This congenital disease is not that easy to treat.”Elder Wen Dao said in a daze.
Hua Xiaolan was instantly dejected.
This Elder Wen Dao was a little unreliable!
"Alright, Elder Wen Dao, I'll have to trouble you then.”Hua Xiaolan thanked him.
She didn't continue asking and returned to Zhou Yuan's room."
"Big Brother Zhou Yuan, Elder Wen Dao seems to be a little retarded. It seems that we can't count on him.”
"Brother Zhou Yuan, don't worry. Once I master my peerless martial arts, I will definitely be able to cure you.”
Hua Xiaolan was full of fighting spirit.
"I'll go back to my room now and practice the Lotus Flower Technique. I feel that my Lotus Flower Technique is about to be completed.”
With that, she returned to her room to practice.
Zhou Yuan didn't chase after him and explain himself.
He had more important things to do.
That was to refine the Vajra Energies Pill and cultivate the Golden Bell Shield, striving to break through the sixth level of the Golden Bell Shield as soon as possible.
He took out the Fleeting Life Painting and spread it out on the table.
It could be seen that the red-dressed female ghost, Mochou, had already recovered a lot.
Originally, she was injured by Zhou Yuan's interior and her soul was weak. There was a risk of her soul dissipating.
But now, after two days of rest,
The whip marks on Mochou's body had gradually faded, making her look charming and graceful.
The entire painting looked more like a portrait of a beauty.
However, Mochou didn't dare to come out of the painting.
This was because this was Shaolin Temple, protected by Buddhism.
With her level as a malicious ghost, she would not be able to withstand the pressure of luck here. She would be ferried and reincarnated.
Hiding in the painting was the safest.
"Langjun ~"
The Mochou in the painting stood there respectfully. She really had the temperament of a young lady from a wealthy family.
"Mochou, since you're idling in the painting, help me guard the pill furnace and watch the fire.”
Zhou Yuan placed the ores and herbs into the pill furnace. Then, he lit a pine wood fire under the pill furnace and refined the Vajra Strength Pill.
This time, he planned to refine more for his body refinement.
The process of refining pills required one to control the temperature and constantly add firewood and fire. It was actually quite boring.
Usually, a true Alchemy Master would have a child in charge of watching the fire.
Hence, Zhou Yuan left this matter to Mochou in the painting.
"Langjun, I will obey."
Mochou was respectful, well-educated, and very pleasing to the eye!
Zhou Yuan finally understood.
Why was there a pleasant effect in the beauty picture?
This was indeed more edifying!
Mochou held a small banana fan in her left hand and a small piece of pine wood in her right.
Fanning the wind and adding fire at the same time,
She was elegantly competent for this job, and she liked it.
This was because during the process of refining pills, the pill furnace would release green smoke and fragrance.
As a ghost, she liked to inhale this kind of fragrant green smoke. It was also very beneficial to her strength.
With Carefree adding fuel to the fire, Zhou Yuan could be idle.
However, most of the medicinal herbs and ores were almost used up in this pill refinement.
He had to replenish it.
Zhou Yuan pondered.
Can you make a small home out of the floating life painting?
For example, he could put some soil in and plant herbs directly inside.
In this case, it was equivalent to carrying a herbal field with him.
It would be much more convenient to refine pills in the future.
He said he would do it,
Although it was already late at night, Zhou Yuan brought the Fleeting Life Painting to Shaolin Temple's Medicine King Yard.
The Medicine King Yard was a place in Shaolin Temple where herbs were planted and people were treated.
Therefore, there were many medicinal herbs cultivated here, and the soil was carefully selected.
Zhou Yuan quietly unfolded the scroll and stored a square of soil, which was about one cubic meter.
One cubic meter of soil occupied quite a lot of space in the painting. It was already half the size of the painting, and it was even larger than the space occupied by Beauty Mochou.
One could clearly see a square field drawn on the scroll. It was lifelike and very fertile.
Zhou Yuan kept some medicinal herb seeds and scattered them into the soil.
He just needed to wait and see if these seeds would germinate.
If they could germinate, it meant that they could plant herbs on the painting.
After the soil was collected,
Zhou Yuan silently left the Medicine King Yard.
When he passed by a meditation room, he heard the conversation inside.
Although the conversation was very quiet, Zhou Yuan could still hear a little with his Connate hearing.
"As long as you follow my plan, you can definitely become the host. What are you hesitating about?”
"No, this is too risky…"
"As long as you agree, I can help you get rid of Abbot Sanzang, Elder Xuan Feng, Elder Long Chuan…As for Elder Wen Dao, who was in a daze, there was no need to worry.”
"But, but…will it really work?”
" Look at this. This is a black lotus poison. It's colorless and odorless. As long as Sanzang can take it, he can kill even a Connate Realm expert…"
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