Chapter 38: Pharmaceutical Preparation "This medicine can also strengthen your cultivation. Your spiritual power recently...
"Then you two can move aside and I'll go find him myself."
"But, Junior Brother, your injury hasn't..."
Although the disciples on the side looked down on Xie Wuyang and were dissatisfied with Xie Wuyang becoming the disciple of the Immortal Lord, they did not dare to confront him in person. They still followed the proper etiquette and comforted him when they heard Xie Wuyang's words.
"Immortal Yun was confined to his house in order to save Junior Brother Xie, so Junior Brother Xie should go and take a look. However, this was ordered by the Sect Master himself. If Junior Brother Xie angers the Sect Master by going, wouldn't that be more harm than good?"
Xu Pingsheng also followed the crowd's advice, "Xie Junior Brother, you might as well stay here and recuperate first. We can discuss any important matters once Immortal Yun is better."
Xie Wuyang ignored him and took out a piece of talisman paper in front of Xu Pingsheng. He shook his head without hesitation and said, "No."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Pingsheng suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the talisman paper. As soon as his hand touched the edge of the paper, Xie Wuyang suddenly stopped and pulled out another talisman paper with his other hand.
The disciples in the room only felt a gust of wind blowing past their faces. When they came to their senses again, the only one left on the bed was Xu Pingsheng, who was standing like a wooden chicken, and the talisman paper in Xu Pingsheng's hand.
What was drawn on the talisman paper was just an ordinary fire summoning spell.
Xie Wuyang had no intention of using this talisman, but had prepared it in advance.
Xu Pingsheng applied pressure with his fingertips, igniting the talisman paper. His brow furrowed slightly. "Junior Sister Liu, please inform the Sect Master. Junior Brother Fu and I will go to Yunxianzun's courtyard first."
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Xie Wuyang used a teleportation talisman. When using this talisman, as long as you silently recite the place you want to go in your mind, you can arrive there quickly, which is convenient and saves trouble.
When Xie Wuyang flashed into Yun Wanzhou's courtyard, he happened to see several sweeping disciples coming out of Yun Wanzhou's house, with dustpans in their hands full of fallen leaves that had just been swept out, as well as some discarded talisman paper.
I guess Yun Wanzhou had nothing to do, so he started studying drawing talismans.
After all, Xie Wuyang had sneaked out, and his body instinctively hid behind the wall. He waited until he was sure that the disciples had gone far away, then he walked out from behind the cover with a swagger.
When Xie Wuyang arrived at this place last night, he had already figured out the terrain and found the house where Yun Wanzhou lived with ease.
It seemed as if he had expected Xie Wuyang to come. When he heard footsteps, Yun Wanzhou didn't even turn around, fiddling with something, "Are you here?"
Xie Wuyang walked to Yun Wanzhou and stopped, saying, "I'm here to ask Master something."
Yun Wanzhou asked knowingly, "What's the matter?"
"The booklet Master gave me describes a formation for drawing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Why did I perform it according to the book, but it ended up drawing lightning?"
Could it be that Yun Wanzhou discovered that the wound on his chest was caused by him stabbing while he was unconscious, and was deliberately taking revenge on him?
Yun Wanzhou remained silent, and Xie Wuyang couldn't help but ask again, "Master, but..."
"Take it." Yun Wanzhou had walked to Xie Wuyang's side without him noticing. His wide sleeves covered half of his palm, and a round pill was exposed outside. It was black in color, with a shiny surface.
Xie Wuyang's voice suddenly stopped, and he squinted his eyes at the thing in Yun Wanzhou's hand, "Master, what do you mean by this?"
"How do you feel physically now?"
How is his health now?
Xie Wuyang frowned and looked at Yun Wanzhou in confusion.
Yun Wanzhou added, "Try using your spiritual power."
Although Xie Wuyang didn't know what Yun Wanzhou wanted to do, he still tried to circulate the spiritual power in his body. He found that the spiritual power that was unstable due to the initial foundation-building stage had miraculously calmed down, and even his tendons and veins felt relaxed.
Xie Wuyang raised his head and looked at Yun Wanzhou with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Master, did you replace the talisman to help me consolidate my cultivation?"
"It's not replaced. The talisman does draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but you are just starting to build your foundation and cannot bear it."
"Then why didn't Master tell his disciple?" Xie Wuyang asked.
Yun Wanzhou raised his eyes to meet Xie Wuyang's and said, "I wrote it down on the page beforehand. Didn't you see it?"
Xie Wuyang choked in his throat.
He did see the dense handwriting on one side, but he just glanced at it casually and then focused his attention on the spell itself.
I never thought that I would end up making things worse and end up hurting myself.
"It was my fault for being careless."
Yun Wanzhou didn't ask too many questions. His eyes fell on the pill in Xie Wuyang's hand. "This medicine can also strengthen your cultivation. Your spiritual power has been unusual recently, so you can take it."
Xie Wuyang looked at the pill in his hand. Although he didn't feel it had any effect, he still nodded and said, "Disciple will definitely keep it in mind."
Yun Wanzhou didn't seem to care that there was another person in the room. After giving Xie Wuyang the pill, he turned around and continued doing his own thing.
His movements were calm, as if he would not be disturbed by any worldly concerns.
After a while, Yun Wanzhou picked up a porcelain bottle half a finger high from the side, and stuffed something into the bottle with his back to Xie Wuyang.
When the task was completed, Yun Wanzhou turned around again and saw Xie Wuyang staring at the half-full teacup in his hand with an embarrassed look on his face.
After all, he had been saved by the other party so many times, and Xie Wuyang did not think that Yun Wanzhou would harm him, or more precisely, he would not harm his apprentice.
But this pill doesn’t look like anything serious. Can it really be eaten?
Yun Wanzhou was silent for a moment and then said, "If you don't want to eat it, keep it. You may need it later."
After saying that, Yun Wanzhou walked around his room, found some scissors and bandage-like things from the drawer, returned to his bed, took off his clothes, and began to apply the medicine with difficulty.
When Yun Wanzhou said he could save it for later, Xie Wuyang stuffed the pill into the slit of his belt with a sense of relief. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he looked at Yun Wanzhou and said, "Master, can I help you apply the medicine?"
Yun Wanzhou bit the bandage in his mouth and turned his head to look at him.
Xie Wuyang came forward uninvited and took the porcelain bottle from Yun Wanzhou's hand. Even though it was some distance from his nose, Xie Wuyang still frowned because of the bitter smell of the medicine.
Xie Wuyang dug out some ointment and applied it to the wound on Yun Wanzhou's back bit by bit. "Master, can you make medicine?"
Yun Wanzhou said coldly, "I understand a little bit."
Yun Wanzhou was often injured when he went down the mountain before. Most of the time, it was because he went to some uninhabited deep mountains and forests to catch monsters. The wounds were too serious, so he could only simply treat them by picking some herbs.
The most serious injury happened when a monster tore off half of his arm. Yun Wanzhou simply pulled off his outer robe and inoculated the wound.
Later, when returning to the mountain, the wound became rotten and festered. Without Elder Rong Ling's superb medical skills, Yun Wanzhou's arm would have been lost long ago. With so many injuries, it's natural that he's more skilled in everything.
However, if some wounds are not treated in time, they will inevitably leave scars.
Xie Wuyang spread the ointment evenly and couldn't help but look at Yun Wanzhou's back.
As the Demon Lord, Xie Wuyang had many signs in his previous life. In addition, at the beginning, all the demons did not obey him as the lord. Every two or three days, someone would come to Xie Wuyang to cause trouble. For Xie Wuyang to sit firmly on the position of the Demon Lord, the road was paved with blood.
Xie Wuyang thought that the injuries he had suffered were not comparable to those of ordinary people, but he never expected that Yun Wanzhou's wounds were not much less than his. This was just Yun Xianzun five hundred years ago.
Xie Wuyang's hand movements paused imperceptibly, then he shook his head to throw away his messy thoughts and tried to focus on Yun Wanzhou's wound.
Just for a moment, a pair of lonely and desolate eyes suddenly appeared in his mind, which seemed even less lively than now.
Xie Wuyang took a deep breath, put down the medicine bottle, took a bandage from the side, and wrapped it diagonally around Yun Wanzhou's back several times. "Master, it's done."
"Yeah." Yun Wanzhou's voice was cold.
Just when Xie Wuyang was thinking of taking the initiative to take the bandage bottle away, Yun Wanzhou took the bottle back first.
Xie Wuyang was a little puzzled and spoke subconsciously, "Master, there is still..."
The moment Xie Wuyang raised his head, his gaze passed over Yun Wanzhou's chest, and then his breathing stagnated, and the words he wanted to say became stuck in his throat.
What caught the eye was a sword wound of neither deep nor shallow. The wound had been treated, and apart from the slightly white edge of the wound, there was no trace of blood.
Yun Wanzhou stared at the sword wound in a daze, racking his brains but unable to remember when he was hit by the sword.
He looked up and saw Xie Wuyang staring at his wound without any reaction. Thinking that he was scared, he casually applied some ointment on it, wrapped it with bandages and put on his clothes.
Xie Wuyang couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
Although he died at the hands of Yun Wanzhou in his previous life, it was due to his status after all. As an immortal, Yun Wanzhou was already tolerant enough towards this devil.
Otherwise, he might have lost his life when he was caught stealing the Nightmare Stone in Cangqiong Mountain.
Yun Wanzhou had lost his spiritual power and could not enter his sea of consciousness, so he was unable to practice meditation.
At this time, he put on his clothes and watered the flowers with the water he had prepared earlier.
Xie Wuyang stood there for a long time, and just as he was thinking of leaving, he suddenly remembered something, "Master, when are we going down the mountain to continue searching for the Nightmare Stone?"
The Nightmare Stone was one of the reasons why he decided to stay in Cangqiong Mountain. Now Yun Wanzhou was seriously injured and was said to have been confined to his house by Wu Hanfeng for half a year. So, what would happen to his Nightmare Stone?
"I have asked other disciples to find my senior brother for the time being. I will discuss the rest after I recover my spiritual power."
"How long will it take?" Xie Wuyang asked without thinking.
"I don't know." Yun Wanzhou said calmly.
Xie Wuyang frowned when he heard this, "But I was the one who caused the Nightmare Stone incident, how can I hand it over to someone else?"
After he said this, Xie Wuyang realized that what he said was wrong.
Is there anyone who would take the initiative to take responsibility?
Xie Wuyang pursed his lips and added, "Given the headmaster's temper, shouldn't he use this as an excuse to expel me from Cangqiong Mountain?"
"As the head of the sect, Senior Brother is naturally cautious in everything he does. This is not intentionally targeting you."
"Disciple understands." Although Xie Wuyang responded like this, he couldn't help but think of Wu Hanfeng's attitude towards him, and came to a conclusion -
Wu Hanfeng must dislike me.
I don’t know how the original owner managed to stay in this sect for so many years.
Yun Wanzhou pondered for a moment and then continued, "The mantra in that booklet for drawing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth requires a Golden Core stage or higher to practice. If you want to practice it, just recite the first half of the mantra. This will halve the spiritual energy you draw in, which is safer."
Xie Wuyang lowered his gaze and nodded in agreement, "Disciple will definitely keep this in mind."
He came here just to ask Yun Wanzhou about the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but he never thought that he would be judging others by his own mean mind.
But after this, I got the news that the Nightmare Stone was given to someone else to find, which is really bad.
Nightmare Stone...
Xie Wuyang found that this thing was really weird, especially when he was at the big stone slope, the monster that appeared inexplicably. Xie Wuyang could never figure out where the monster came from.
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