Chapter 466: Wanxiang Pill

It is cold in late autumn, and by the time we reach Shuangxi Village, it will probably be winter.

Mu Qing was worried that the female members of the family would be cold, so he covered the carriage with thick blankets. The object sank into the blankets and could not be seen for a while.

Hu Xin'er was stunned: "Where did you find a yellowed piece of paper?"

The piece of paper was rolled into a cylindrical shape, obviously having gone through many years.

Mu Qing unfolded it carefully and saw the densely written tiny characters on it, vaguely the names of some medicinal herbs, Tianshan Snow Lotus and Wuxiang Flower were among them.

"Could it be a prescription?" Mu Qing guessed.

Hu Xin'er read it carefully several times and said, "There seems to be Sanskrit written on the bottom of this note. Why don't we ask Taoist Master Yiqing to take a look?"

If it is really Sanskrit, then this note is very likely to have fallen from the lapis lazuli bell during the fight just now.

Hu Xin'er has been carrying the bell for so long, but has never found any trace of the note. This shows that it is hidden very deeply. If Mu Qing had not thrown it hard, it might not have been revealed.

She looked at the bell and couldn't help feeling confused.

The couple looked at each other, both filled with doubts.

The note was hidden so deep inside the bell, did the little monk who gave the bell know about it?

If he knew, would he want to deliberately remind them of something?

Without further ado, Mu Qing directly invited Taoist Yiqing to come into the carriage.

Taoist Master Yiqing adjusted his robe uncomfortably. Jiang Yao followed suit and complained, "What's the big deal? Can't we wait until we get to the post station?"

They left the city disguised as merchants, and because they had to rely on Hu Xin'er's magic pen to disguise themselves from time to time, they usually did not show up in front of others.

People usually stay overnight at the post station.

Once they were far away from the capital and were sure that there were no one from the prince around, they could take off their disguises and head to Shuangxi Village in their original appearance.

Four people were in the same carriage, and the originally spacious carriage suddenly became crowded.

Hu Xiner glanced at Jiang Yao's expression and realized that she might have disturbed their good fortune. She quickly apologized, "Auntie, I'm sorry. We found a strange prescription..."

She showed the prescription, and Jiang Yao, who had been careless at first, was immediately drawn to it when she saw the rare medicinal ingredients on it.

Taoist Master Yiqing's expression became increasingly solemn. When he saw the last Sanskrit text, he asked anxiously, "Where did you get this prescription?"

The couple said in unison: "It fell out of the bell."

Taoist Master Yiqing held the prescription in his hands, looking as if he had found a treasure: "Do you know what this prescription is?"

Jiang Yao interrupted directly: "Stop keeping us in suspense and tell us now!"

Taoist Master Yiqing was not deliberately keeping the audience in suspense; he was simply so excited that his speech was incoherent.

It was not only because he saw the rare prescription reappear in the world, but also because this prescription was so useful to the Lu family.

After organizing his words, he excitedly said, "If I'm not mistaken, this recipe should be the long-lost Wanxiang Pill of our Dao Sect! As long as we follow the recipe, Yun Jue can restore his appearance."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, everyone didn't think anything of it. They just thought that the Taoist priest, a straight man, was so excited because he had found the sect's prescription.

But the second half of the sentence made them drop their jaws in shock: "What?!"

"Reshaping your face, is this true?" Jiang Yao was the first to raise the question.

Hu Xin'er also murmured, "Oh my God, what kind of world is this?"

Taoist Master Yiqing carefully rolled up the note and put it back into his sleeve with great care. Then he said, "Of course it's true!"

As Dao Zong's most outstanding young disciple, he was once troubled by Jiang Yao and was punished to sweep the library for three years.

During these three years, he read a lot of books, including many rare ones.

The magical skill he used to change Mu Qing's face was learned from those strange books.

Everyone was so shocked that they were speechless. It was certainly not that they did not believe in Taoist Master Yiqing. It was precisely because they believed in him that they fell into deep shock and confusion.

Taoist Master Yiqing's eyes were shining. "Back then, when I replaced Mu Qing and the others' faces, I had originally planned to use the Wanxiang Pill. However, those books were already damaged, so I had to settle for the next best thing and use the more dangerous face-changing technique... Ah!"

Having said that, Mu Qing suddenly grabbed the Taoist's arm tightly with such force that Taoist Yiqing couldn't help but cry out in pain.

He was completely oblivious, staring intently at the Taoist priest, repeatedly confirming, "Are you serious? Is this prescription real? Is the medicine effective?"

Taoist Master Yiqing gritted his teeth and endured the pain, saying, "When have I ever lied? I've looked at it, and this recipe is 80% similar to the Wanxiang Pill I know. Furthermore, the Sanskrit text underneath is indeed describing the Wanxiang Pill's efficacy."

Mu Qing suddenly burst into laughter, startling the horse so much that it started to move restlessly.

Hu Xin'er had never seen her husband laugh so uncontrollably, but she understood Mu Qing's excitement at the moment.

Along the way, Mu Qing has shouldered so much.

From the painful alertness caused by amnesia when not knowing the truth, to the resistance and coma after knowing the truth, to facing it with resentment now.

In front of her, he was still that gentle and doting, sometimes dark and arrogant.

But when I wake up in the middle of the night, I always break out in cold sweats because of nightmares.

How could such a gentle man like him bear to live in the world with the face of his own brother?

But now, everything has the opportunity to be rewritten.

The Wanxiang Pill can reshape one's appearance. As long as he finds all the materials, he can compensate Lu Yunjue and let his brother walk in this world openly again!

Jiang Yao couldn't bear to watch this anymore and slapped Mu Qing's hand away, "Don't pinch your uncle when you laugh."

This powerful act of protecting her husband successfully earned her the grateful gaze of Taoist Master Yiqing.

"I'm going to tell Yun Jue this news!" Mu Qing quickly let go of his hand, with uncontrollable joy on his face.

This scene, which only appeared in his dreams, was actually about to come true.

Taoist Master Yiqing poured cold water on him, "Don't worry. The herbs above are extremely difficult to find. Even the emperor would spend years to find them. How can we find them?"

"Nothing is difficult in this world if one sets his mind to it!" Mu Qing answered without hesitation, "As long as I can make the Wanxiang Pill for him, I'm willing to pay any price."

When Taoist Master Yiqing saw that he was in high spirits, he knew that even ten oxen could not pull him back from his thoughts.

Jiang Yao's voice was cold but firm: "If I can really teach Ju'er to reshape his appearance, I am willing to live in harmony with the Emperor."

Taoist Master Yiqing said helplessly: "I haven't told you everything on the note. The Wanxiang Pill can only restore the damaged appearance..."

"So what?" Jiang Yao asked doubtfully.