There are countless epidemics in the human world. Once evil occurs, it will be very serious, but as long as the right medicine is given, it is not difficult to solve it.
A mortal doctor can handle it, let alone a practicing immortal. Although Fang Yuan has never studied elixirs, he still knows a bit about pharmacology. He knows these pharmacopoeias by heart. In addition, the higher the cultivation level, the more detailed the understanding of the physical body, and the more sensitive the change of Qi. With this method, ordinary plagues can be dealt with without much effort.
In terms of medicine, in order to improve the efficacy of the medicine, he took out a magical elixir. There was no reason why it couldn't cure the plague. Logically, he had persuaded him to use the elixir. Let alone this plague, the people in this tribe would even You won't get sick for a few years.
"Bring people in!"
Fang Yuan was in a heavy mood, so he could only tell the difference first. Guan Ao had followed his instructions and had already brought a two-year-old child. Behind him was a three-year-old girl with blood-red eyes. However, they were two siblings. Their parents died of the disease as early as the second day after the epidemic appeared, leaving only two siblings. However, both of them were infected with the epidemic, and the younger brother was particularly serious.
"It hurts... Dad, Mom... My whole body hurts..."
The little boy was brought in by Guan Ao and placed on the stone couch. He was just rolling around in pain. You could actually see with the naked eye that a piece of good flesh on his body was gradually turning black, and then formed a vicious sore the size of the naked eye. , looks extremely terrifying.
"sleep!"
Seeing the little boy struggling and twisting, Fang Yuan's face darkened and he let out a low drink.
His magical power was boundless and tyrannical. With this shout, the little boy's soul was immediately affected and he fell into a deep sleep.
For ordinary people, this already has some meaning.
"Third Master Mountain God, please save this child..."
"Brother, please save my brother..."
The old priest and the little girl both knelt by the door, kowtowing and begging.
"Shut up, everyone, and get out!"
Fang Yuan was upset when he heard this, and shouted with a cold face. The two people were so frightened that they dared not speak. Then he asked Guan Ao to close the door. He slowly pressed his palm on his little boy's forehead and sent out a ray of spiritual thought. Slowly entering his body, carefully examining...
"Changed again?"
After a while, his face changed slightly, showing a surprised expression.
He knew where the problem was. He had started to refine the elixir just now. He was originally trying to develop a remedy for the epidemic just now, but he didn't expect that in less than a day, the epidemic aura actually changed again, making him The elixir is no longer effective. After all, for epidemic diseases, the most important thing is to prescribe the right medicine. No matter how precious the elixir is, it will not help as long as it does not treat the disease.
According to legend, there is a pill that can protect you from all diseases if you take a pill. However, it only improves the physical strength of a person so that he can resist the disease, rather than solving the disease. Just like Guan Ao, it's not that he hasn't been infected with the disease, nor is it useless, it's just that his body is too strong, so he can withstand it and won't get sick.
In fact, how many people can do it like him
If it were an ordinary foundation-building monk who came here, he might have been infected by the plague.
Naturally, it is not that simple to save the people in this tribe. Fang Yuan still has a lot of spiritual medicinal herbs in his hand, but even if he uses all these medicinal herbs to make elixirs, he will not be able to save many people in this tribe. On the contrary, it may make them unable to withstand the pills and die faster. After all, no matter how powerful he is, he will not be able to upgrade these people to the realm of foundation building...
"It's easy to deal with the current epidemic..."
"But, what if there is some change in this plague?"
Fang Yuan straightened up and frowned.
While thinking in his heart, he pushed open the stone door. Unexpectedly, he was slightly shocked by this sight.
At this time, outside the stone gate, people were kneeling. Everyone in the tribe who could run ran over and knelt outside his door. Some people who were seriously ill and could not walk also I was helped by others and knelt down to his door...
What's more important is that so many people were kneeling at the door, but there was no sound at all...
Is this because I told them to shut up just now, so they are afraid of disturbing themselves who are treating their children
Fang Yuan thought of this and looked at so many people kneeling at the door, he was speechless.
None of the people dared to speak, they just raised their heads and looked at Fang Yuan sadly.
"Three...Third Master..."
After a long moment of silence, the old priest kneeling at the front spoke tremblingly, with a hesitant look on his face.
"Shut up!"
Fang Yuan suddenly scolded him with a cold face, which frightened the priest so much that he didn't dare to speak.
Guan Ao hurriedly said to the villagers in the tribe: "Yes, yes, don't..."
Fang Yuan said: "Shut up too!"
Guan Ao immediately shut his mouth and just nodded repeatedly.
Then Fang Yuan frowned and glanced at the group of people, and said coldly: "Is it useful to kneel here with me? Those who are sick will be sent back to rest, and those who can still run will go out to collect medicines. All kinds of herbs are needed , no matter how many, arrange a few more people to wait here for me, if I need anything, they must be delivered to me as soon as possible!"
The tribesmen who knelt at his door were stunned for a moment, then jumped up with a loud bang, and chaos flowed everywhere.
In the chaos, Fang Yuan saw the Suan Ni quietly taking back a Ganoderma lucidum from the tribe.
"call"
Heaving a long sigh, Fang Yuan's eyes flashed with pride, and he thought to himself: "I am a dignified Zidan monk, and I am not inferior to anyone else in terms of swordsmanship, magic, chess, and formations. How could it be that now, I am going to be beaten by someone?" Are you stumped by the epidemic in the Guzi tribe?"
With this thought in mind, he returned to the stone house and sat in front of the little boy on his stone couch, meditating slightly.
"Whoosh!"
He suddenly pressed his palm lightly against the little boy's chest, and then pulled out a wisp of disease energy.
Then without any hesitation, he took this wisp of plague energy into his body, sat cross-legged in front of the stone couch, and slowly sensed the changes in the plague energy. With his strong body and raging magic power, this plague energy arrived. Inside his body, he wanted to escape in a hurry, but Fang Yuan forcibly locked up his magic power, even weakened his Qi and blood, and allowed this wave of plague Qi to produce changes in his body.
Soon, the epidemic spread and was unstoppable.
The changes in the epidemic atmosphere at this time were the same as what Fang Yuan saw from the people in this tribe at the beginning.
At this time, Fang Yuan raised a ray of Qi and blood, suppressing the epidemic aura. However, the epidemic aura suddenly changed after being silent for a long time, and then spread again. This This was the second change he saw.
Fang Yuan frowned slightly and suppressed it again!
The plague was suppressed again, but at this moment, a third change suddenly occurred.
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"Yes… "
Fang Yuan already knew in his heart that the epidemic aura was indeed what he thought. It could keep changing. If this continued, no matter what kind of medicine it was, it would not be able to completely cure the disease. He could cure it for a while, but when the epidemic aura changed, , the patient's condition will still worsen. After four or five times of this change, the patient's vitality will be exhausted, and even he himself will not be able to save it.
In a way, this is not like an epidemic, but like a battle between masters, with endless changes.
"Then I want to see how many times you can change..."
Fang Yuan sneered in his heart and continued to use a ray of his blood to suppress it.
If it were in someone else, it would take almost a day for this change in the disease to appear. Fang Yuan couldn't keep spending it with him, and the ordinary people in the tribe couldn't bear it, but Fang Yuan took this ray of disease away. The Qi is sealed in one's body, but it can accelerate its changes. In the shortest possible time, one can see all the possibilities of its changes, and then look for the right remedy.
Facts have proved that his method is correct.
Over the course of a cup of tea, under his constant stimulation and suppression, this wisp of disease energy actually underwent more than thirty changes. At the end, it returned to its original form of disease energy, and then returned to its original form. It goes round and round, continuing to abuse the human body.
At this time, Fang Yuan had an idea in his mind, and with a slight movement of magic power, he forced it out of the body.
"There are a total of thirty-five changes. If we treat them bit by bit, it will be impossible to save the people in these tribes. Only by finding a way to restrain all the thirty-five changes at once can we save them. These people can be cured by medicine..."
He frowned slightly as he slowly thought about it in his mind.
It is simply impossible for ordinary decoctions to achieve the effect of restraining more than 30 changes in the disease at one time, but for practitioners, it is quite simple. Some magic pills, not to mention more than 30 changes, can be used in hundreds of ways. There are thousands of changes, and there are even some magic pills. There are more than a dozen main drugs alone, and there are thousands of auxiliary drugs, and the pharmacological changes are countless.
But the key point is that Fang Yuan doesn't know how to make alchemy now...
The simplest pills were not too difficult for him, but he was not sure about the more demanding ones.
At his current level, he can refine some one- and two-turn elixirs, but it will be a bit difficult at any higher level.
But if you want to deal with this kind of epidemic, you will probably need at least an eighth-level or even a ninth-level elixir to achieve the effect!
"In that case..."
Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and had an idea in his mind. He went out first and immediately started refining the elixir. He refined seven or eight elixirs for the second change of the plague, and then asked Guan Ao to take it, leaving one behind. In this tribe, the people in the tribe were boiled in water and taken as before. For the other pills, he was asked to ride Suan Ni and rush to several other tribes as quickly as possible to give them to others.
The disease that suppressed this change will take another change. It will take at least a day and a half. If the body is stronger and stronger, it may be able to last for two or three days. Taking advantage of this time, Fang Yuan will have peace of mind. Do the last thing with your heart...
He took out a copy of "Elementary Alchemy Code" from the Qiankun Bag and began to learn alchemy.
(End of chapter)