Chapter 242: An Extra Coolie
After a few days of entering the profession, Meng Sheng seemed not to be in a hurry at all, but that was just an illusion.
This concerns his Dantian, and even more so the only skill he is good at. How could he not care?
He used to be an envied earth-level alchemist, looked up to wherever he went, but now he has become a useless person.
It's like a master falling down to earth and suddenly becoming powerless.
If he wasn't old, had experienced a lot, and had a relatively stable faith in the Tao, he might not have survived until now.
The reason why he tried to remain calm after entering the door was simply because this matter was not his own, and it would be useless even if he was anxious.
However, Meng Sheng has been paying attention to the situation inside the sect. He has roughly understood the situation of those sick monks. Except for a few whose illnesses are not serious and who came to Xianlai Sect because they are short of money, the others have real and complicated diseases that are extremely difficult to treat.
Even if he were not injured, he could only save one or two out of ten people.
This incident made Meng Sheng's mood fluctuate. He was both doubtful and expectant.
If the Xianlai Sect can really cure these people and choose to keep them, it is enough to show that the Xianlai Sect has a heavenly-level alchemist, and he must be the best among the heavenly-level ones.
In this way, perhaps my injury could really be saved!
But does such a person really exist? If he does exist, why would he help a small sect like Xianlai Sect?
With this person's breakthrough pills in front and the ability to cure difficult and complicated diseases in the back, he can go to any sect he wants? No matter where he goes, he can definitely help the sect, and Xianlai Sect is such an example.
Meng Sheng couldn't figure it out, but there was hope that his injuries could be cured, so of course he still had expectations for it, and he secretly prayed in his heart that the senior really existed.
And now... has the senior already refined the elixir for me?
He didn't have time to care about the debris on the ground and rushed out of the cave. When he reached the door, he remembered that his clothes were dirty and it was impolite, so he hurriedly changed his clothes.
"I am coming."
He walked into the hall and found that there were many people in the hall.
There is the headmaster Xu Yihan, the great elder Liu Feng, and Du Yue who is also an alchemist.
There was also a maid holding a little girl in her arms. He had heard of this person's name, Mo Jiuwei.
I've heard for a long time that Mo Jiuwei is very popular in the sect, and now it seems to be true.
In addition to these people, there were several new disciples who also fell ill.
Meng Sheng greeted everyone, then looked at Xu Yihan with burning eyes, "Master, is my elixir ready?"
"Yes, it's here." Xu Yihan nodded with a smile, motioning Du Yue to give him the medicine.
Meng Sheng stared straight at Du Yue...the medicine bottle in his hand, and felt his breathing quicken.
"Master Meng, this is the pill that the master prepared for you. Take it in front of everyone. If there are any problems, they can be discovered in time."
Du Yue handed over the medicine bottle with a smile.
Who is the “Master”?
It was Du Yue himself.
It can also be understood as Mo Jiuwei.
But no matter who it is, this person must exist, must have miraculous skills, and must be like a dragon that can only be seen from the head but not the tail.
Everyone must know that Xianlai Sect has such a genius in alchemy, whose strength is higher than all the heavenly-level alchemists, but he is only loyal to Xianlai Sect and will not meet outsiders.
Only in this way can people be convinced and be afraid to take action, not knowing where to start.
Of course, there is another reason, that is, Du Yue is too weak, and she is currently a little "not up to the standard". To be precise, it is not that she is not up to the standard, but that she cannot be up to the standard.
Because if she really put it up, she would be in danger. She didn't know how many forces would hear the news and rush to fight for her and coerce her.
So it would be good for everyone to put a non-existent master above her.
Meng Sheng took the bottle with stiff hands and held it for a long time without being able to move. Only after calming down a little did he pull out the cork.
He took it and sniffed it closely.
He smelled out several precious medicinal herbs, all of which were beneficial and non-toxic, but he did not smell the real main ingredient.
He felt a little disappointed, but it was okay because at least he could feel that it was non-toxic and at most it would be ineffective but would not cause any problems if consumed.
"Thank you very much."
He thanked them and swallowed it without caring about anything else.
The other dozen or so sick disciples in the hall looked straight at him, with anticipation and excitement in their eyes.
This was Liu Feng's idea——
When treating each sick disciple accepted into the sect, the sect would have to find some people to serve as witnesses to facilitate the spread of the news within and outside the sect.
Otherwise, if you treat the disease behind closed doors, how would others know whether it was successful or not?
If they don’t know, and if they are slandered, there will be no one to speak for them.
Speaking of these sick disciples, the fact that they entered the Xianlai Sect is something that many people know about, and there are countless people who are silently paying attention to their condition!
"Hmm..."
Meng Sheng felt a pain in his abdomen and his face changed. He covered his stomach, bent his knees and squatted down, holding the pillar in the hall with one hand.
There was a cramping feeling there, accompanied by a burning sensation, as if there was a fire burning in the dantian!
"Master Meng, what's wrong with you?"
"What happened? Nothing will happen, right?"
"How do you feel? What's wrong?"
Some patients came forward with concern and supported him.
These people have not been cured of their diseases. Because their symptoms are not serious, their treatment order is put at the back.
It is precisely because they themselves have not received treatment that they pay special attention to the treatment of others. This can allow them to make a reference to the strength of the Xianlai Sect and also estimate whether they can be cured.
"I'm fine."
Meng Sheng waved his hands but couldn't say much.
He had asked someone to treat the injury to his dantian. It seemed that the external injuries had healed, but the internal injuries had not healed yet. He could feel it himself.
During these years since he was injured, he has always been able to feel something strange in his dantian, especially when he uses his spiritual power, the discomfort is more obvious, as if there is a hole in his body.
But now, although my body hurts, it is accompanied by a feeling of heat and itchiness, as if the wound is healing.
Slowly, the pain is gradually subsiding, and the strange feeling I feel is also getting less.
This process may have lasted for half a quarter of an hour. Before he knew it, Meng Sheng had helped the person stand up. There was some sweat on his forehead, but his complexion looked much better.
This made everyone who saw it more surprised.
"Master Meng Dan is alright?"
"How is his Dantian? Could it be..."
“It actually works?”
"Is he okay? Oh my god, no way..."
When everything in Dantian calmed down, Meng Sheng gathered strength in his palm and struck the ground!
With a bang, a hole was hit in the ground and gravel flew everywhere.
An expression of ecstasy also appeared on his face!
Du Yue smiled.
This is great! I finally have an extra helper. I don’t have to work alone to refine the elixir.
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