The recipes Xi Yue gave him were all ones he had never seen before in Miluo Continent. Others would try every possible means to hide their exclusive recipes, but Xi Yue gave them all to him without hesitation.
Master Yuehua really doesn’t know how he can repay such a great kindness.
Although there was still a lot of discussion on and below the city wall, everyone was full of doubts about Master Yuehua and Xiyue.
But the alchemy still began.
When a cluster of stable spiritual fire appeared in Master Yuehua's hands and was thrown into the alchemy furnace, all the onlookers below widened their eyes.
"Didn't they say that Master Yuehua's spiritual power was dissipating and he couldn't condense spiritual fire at all? Who spread this rumor?"
"That's right. Look at Master Yuehua's spiritual fire. Isn't it very well condensed? It's even more spiritually dense than the spiritual fire of an ordinary doctor."
"No wonder Xiyue was unsure and asked Master Yuehua to make the elixir!"
As the spiritual fire was put in, the spiritual herbs and materials were also put in one by one.
The city walls gradually fell into silence, and everyone held their breath, waiting to see the results of Master Yuehua's alchemy.
As the penultimate spiritual herb was put in, Master Yuehua finally picked up the Yunsuizhi that was as clear as jade.
At this time, his forehead was covered with sweat and his face was pale.
The moment he picked up the Yunsuizhi, Master Yuehua suddenly met Li Zhenyu's cold, warning gaze.
Li Zhenyu looked at Zhuge Feng and Zhuge Xiaotian, as if saying: If you don't do as I say, you should know how miserable the ending of Zhuge father and son will be.
Master Yuehua's body trembled slightly and his eyes wavered, but he quickly gritted his teeth and calmed down.
He originally wanted to plot against Xi Yue to save Zhuge Feng's family, but when everyone arrived at the door of the west wing of Lanxiang Garden yesterday, he finally retreated.
Because he is a doctor, and doctors are kind-hearted, he really can't use his medical skills to harm patients or frame his colleagues, no matter what the reason is.
But now, Xi Yue has been so kind to him, it is impossible for him to frame Xi Yue for his own personal feelings, otherwise, wouldn't he be worse than pigs and dogs
Thinking of this, Master Yuehua showed Li Zhenyu a sneering expression, then resolutely lowered his head and put the Yun Sui Zhi into the alchemy furnace.
Li Zhenyu was so angry that the folding fan in his hand made a crackling sound, and he actually broke the fan ribs forged from fine iron.
The red light flickered on the alchemy furnace, and the elixir inside was seen melting and condensing continuously.
However, Master Yuehua's expression became increasingly ugly, and the spiritual energy in his dantian was slowly drying up.
There were waves of severe pain in the dantian, and the meridians felt like they were burning due to excessive development and use.
But Master Yuehua seemed to be unaware of anything. His burning eyes were fixed on the refining of the elixir in the furnace. He even forgot where he was and who was around him.
More than half an hour passed, and there was still silence on the city wall.
Everyone looked at the white-haired old man. Seeing him clearly in pain but concentrating on refining the elixir, they suddenly felt their eyes getting hot and their noses getting sore.
Some warriors who have lived for a long time seemed to recall the years more than ten years ago.
When the plague that made all the people in Yong'an City despair was rampant, it was this doctor who worked day and night, refining elixirs and taking care of patients, and didn't care even if he was exhausted to the point of vomiting blood. In the end, he finally found a way to control the plague. (To be continued)