It is a bit exaggerated to say that Fang Yuan can stay in this mountain and wilderness forever, but staying for ten or eight years will not have much impact on him. After all, it is quiet here and he can do what he wants to do. It really makes him happy. Feel content and want nothing more.
Guan Ao was not happy before. After all, Fang Yuan could stay, but he could not stay. The most important thing was to eat. Fang Yuan was not averse to the fireworks of the world. He would drink wine and eat vegetables. , but his needs in this area are not that great. He can usually take a pill or eat a fairy fruit, and he can survive the day peacefully. Guan Ao can't do it, he can't do it without meat, and he can't do it without those meals full of fireworks. He was panicking, but fortunately, now he had this group of tribesmen who worshiped him as the mountain god, which solved his big problem.
The tribesmen offered various kinds of game and salt from time to time. Except for the beautiful women, he accepted them all unceremoniously. Even the Suan Ni was very excited and happy about it. Following him, he showed off his power, ate and drank, and occasionally killed a few wild beasts that threatened the tribe to show off his power. Now he is respected as the Second Master of the Mountain God...
People in these tribes had seen Fang Yuan and the white cat once or twice, but they didn't pay much attention to them.
Cats, don’t they just catch mice
And the young man in the green robe, fair and thin, must be the follower of the mountain god!
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Of course, no matter how much Fang Yuan liked this kind of life, he had to leave when it was close to a year. The reason was very simple. The magical powers and techniques he had learned before had now been integrated into the Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue. He began to feel that his own foundation was seriously lacking. To a certain extent, he also began to lack food, which was just food for studying and practicing.
Then, just when he started to plan when to leave this place, Guan Ao, who was very satisfied with his role as a mountain god in several tribes, suddenly returned to the cave in a hurry and looked at Fang Yuan anxiously: "Brother Fang. Son, can you treat illnesses?"
Fang Yuan was a little surprised after hearing this: "Who is sick?"
"Suddenly a great plague broke out in the tribe, it was very serious..."
Guan Ao looked anxious and said: "Many people died, and they all begged me to treat them, but I... I don't know how..."
"Is there a plague?"
Fang Yuan frowned slightly, suddenly sensing something, he looked at Guan Ao carefully, and then frowned slightly.
Now that he has formed a golden elixir to nourish his soul, his power of induction is far greater than when he was building the foundation before. At this time, he clearly realized that Guan Ao had only not returned for a few days, but there was some kind of change in his body's energy. His eyes were bloodshot, and his energy seemed to be a little weak. It looked like a sign of a serious illness, but this made his heart feel slightly solemn, and he hurriedly asked him to sit down.
After careful investigation, he was sure in his heart that Guan Ao seemed to be infected with some kind of plague, but his body was really strong, so he was suppressed forcibly. However, it is also conceivable that ordinary people encountered this plague. Angry, what will be the result
"Take me to see it!"
After thinking for a long time, Fang Yuan said to Guan Ao.
Guan Aodeng was overjoyed and hurriedly stood up to lead the way. The Suan Ni outside was also looking at him.
Using his magic power, he flew away in the clouds. With Fang Yuan's current cultivation level, it took him only half a day to reach the nearest tribe. At this glance, his face suddenly changed slightly. He saw that there was actually a gathering of people in the sky above the tribe. There was a thin layer of black air, which was very strange, but below, the tribe was filled with mourning, and the sounds of crying and moaning could be heard from time to time.
After pressing the cloud head down, everyone in the tribe who could move around immediately gathered around him, pulling on Guan Ao's trousers and asking for help.
Guan Ao was such a big man, but he was helpless at this moment, so he could only keep trying to dissuade him: "It's okay, it's okay, Brother Fang is here, he is the most capable person, don't worry, don't worry, he will definitely save his life." Yours… "
Fang Yuan ignored others and walked around the tribe, only to see a shocking scene. The plague was extremely severe. Most of the hundreds of people in the tribe were infected with the disease. One person The man's eyes were red, and more seriously, there was blood flowing down, and his body was festering. The strong hunter also lost his strength and lay dying on the stone bed waiting to die.
With a little bit of magic power, you can even see how many innocent souls who died of illness are howling in mid-air.
"This plague is so severe..."
Fang Yuan did some research and was sure that this place was not poisoned by someone or infected by some kind of demonic energy. It was indeed plagued by a plague. However, this plague came too quickly. Three or four days ago, , Guan Ao has been here before, and he didn’t see anything strange. Now, in just three or four days, a great plague has come, and the entire tribe has become a hell on earth...
"Brother Fang, can you help them treat it?"
Guan Ao rubbed his hands anxiously and followed Fang Yuan step by step.
"Where are the other tribes?"
Fang Yuan did not answer. He let Guan Ao lead the way and took a look at several other places.
It turned out that this plague was really terrible, and it was the same for several other tribes.
Seeing Guan Ao's anxious eyes, Fang Yuan had no choice but to nod his head and said, "I'll give it a try!"
When Guan Ao heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly shouted to the people in the tribe: "Peace of mind, peace of mind, we are saved..."
Everyone in the tribe, even if they were dying, immediately exuded some energy.
Although he had planned to leave, Fang Yuan could not turn a blind eye to the miserable situation of the villagers in these tribes. For him, this was not a question of whether to save or not, but how to save. question!
After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand and pressed it, and a faint purple light spread out to the entire tribe with him as the center.
As the purple light spread, everyone in the tribe seemed a little more energetic at the same time.
Some people clearly noticed the changes in themselves, and some shouted in surprise.
However, Fang Yuan's expression did not relax. He only temporarily cast a ray of elixir light, dispersed it into the bodies of everyone in the tribe, and helped them resist the plague. The magic power can enhance people's blood and resist the plague. However, this was a temporary solution rather than a permanent solution. It could not eradicate their disease, and Fang Yuan could not keep feeding them magic power to survive.
"Let's find some herbs first!"
Fang Yuan gave a few instructions to Guan Ao in a low voice while thinking about ways to cure the plague.
Although he does not specialize in alchemy medicine, since he has embarked on the path of cultivation, he knows some medical principles. Before formal practice, basic pharmacology and alchemy are also one of the things they must learn. Fang Yuan has mastered this. It is quite good. He has borrowed several pharmacological classics such as "Shen Nong Canon", "Huang Di Xue", "Baicao Jing", "Xi Huang Zhu" and so on. He has memorized it thoroughly. If it is a common disease, Fang Yuan dare not say that he can easily catch it. It's not big, but this epidemic is very serious, so he can only try it first.
While asking Guan Ao to prepare the necessary elixir, Fang Yuan flew up and checked around the area first. Where the plague originated, there must be the source of the plague. If the source of the plague was found, remove it and then cure the plague. He got twice the result with half the effort, but what surprised Fang Yuan was that he had seen everything within a radius of two to three hundred miles in this flight, but found that everything was normal, so he had to return to the tribe.
He squatted in front of a patient, pinched out his two fingers, and captured a breath of his body. Then he used his spiritual consciousness to slowly sense it, carefully distinguish the changes in the Qi movement, and then slowly reconcile it with the breath in his mind. Pharmacology confirms each other.
The elixirs he usually comes into contact with are all related to spiritual practice. He has not been exposed to these medicinal properties for a long time. Fortunately, he has a good memory. Now that he has read them out again, they are not unfamiliar. Through the identification of those plagues, I gradually came up with a few ideas, and then quickly conceived a few prescriptions in my mind. Whether they worked or not, I could only try them first.
"Is there an alchemy furnace?"
Fang Yuan turned his head and asked a priest in the tribe.
"There is... there is..."
The priest was an old man who looked like he had lived for an unknown number of years. His teeth were almost gone, but he was not infected by the plague. Hearing this, he nodded hurriedly, trotted to his stone house, and brought out a dark alchemy furnace. , placed on the ground.
Fang Yuan took a look and found that the alchemy furnace was made of cast iron, with three legs and four holes. There was not even a rune on it. It was just a simple alchemy furnace at the lowest level in the world of cultivation. Maybe he had heard about the alchemy outside. After the furnace, he made it by himself according to the gourd and the gourd, but fortunately, what Fang Yuan wanted to refine was not the elixir taken by practitioners, so the requirements were not that high.
Nodding to indicate that it was okay, he picked up a few herbs, took an elixir from his Qiankun bag, and put it into the alchemy furnace.
At this time, the priest had already brought another bundle of firewood and was about to stuff it into the alchemy furnace.
Fang Yuan had no choice but to stop him. He pointed his index finger, and green flames immediately rose up from under the alchemy furnace.
The priest was dumbfounded and shouted: "Mountain God... Third Master..."
Fang Yuan shook his head helplessly, thinking why am I the third child
The elixirs are divided into spiritual elixirs, precious elixirs, divine elixirs, and elixirs. Each type of elixir is divided into one to nine revolutions. One revolution is a change. The nine revolutions are the elixirs with the most changes and the highest grade. They are the most difficult to refine. Fang Yuan is now Naturally, he can't do it at his level, but what he needs to refine now is just the medicine to cure the plague, not even a panacea, let alone a few turns, so under his careful control, it goes very smoothly.
After the fire was passed three times, the alchemy furnace was filled with a fragrant aroma. Everyone in the sick tribe was refreshed after smelling it.
"Take Dafu and boil some water to boil the elixir. No matter whether you are sick or not, take a bowl of it!"
Fang Yuan took out the elixir and saw that it was as red as a pigeon egg. He did not give it to anyone directly. After all, it contained the elixir from his Qiankun Bag. The result was that the meridians were burst, so he just suffered a big disaster. He put the elixir inside, boiled it over a high fire, and then poured the hot water out for people to take.
Soon, the complexion of the tribesmen who had taken the elixir improved significantly, and their moans became much less frequent.
Guan Aozhi was overjoyed when he saw it, and the other party said: "Brother Fang, I know you know everything..."
The people in the tribe who had regained some energy also gathered together to thank the mountain god and pay homage to the third master of the mountain god.
"Thank you, the mountain god!"
Fang Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief, but he was a little sensitive to this name. However, although the plague was obviously improved, he was not in a hurry to leave. He stayed in the tribe that night, prepared some more herbs, and planned to eliminate this epidemic. eradicate.
But what he didn't expect was that that night, the epidemic among the people in the tribe suddenly worsened and became fierce.
Fang Yuan suddenly had some doubts: "It doesn't make sense..."
(End of chapter)