Inside Liaoyin Temple.
The monk Liaoyin took the small jade bottle from Li Mu, put two Qinglin pills in his palm, observed them for a while, and then resolutely swallowed them in one gulp.
The pill melts instantly upon entering the mouth, possessing a unique medicinal fragrance. Before even reaching the stomach, it transforms into a medicinal liquid that disperses throughout the body.
When the effects of Qinglin Pill took hold in Monk Liaoyin's body, Monk Liaoyin knew that he had made the right bet.
To have cultivated martial arts to such a level is no small feat; he is decisive in the face of adversity and composed in all situations.
Of course, he had made a judgment before he took Li Mu's pills without hesitation.
This young man already needed my help, and he could tell that I was poisoned by the pills. It's impossible that he would take out fake pills to harm me before getting the answer I wanted.
Even if I had taken a fake elixir, it would only be slightly worse than my current poisoning condition. How much worse could it be? Therefore, I have no doubts.
He had taken some pills before. He had accidentally obtained a few bottles of pills in a blessed land, and after taking them, his strength increased greatly.
However, after reaching the peak of the Earth Realm, his cultivation stopped progressing and his body began to have problems. He sought medical treatment in many places and finally discovered that he had been poisoned by pills.
Li Mu originally wanted to remind the fake monk that one Qinglin Pill was enough at a time, and if the poisoning could not be completely cured, taking another one would be fine.
Who knew that this fake monk was too impatient and ate both of them at once? He really didn't treat the steamed buns as food, which was wasteful and shameful.
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Li Mu patiently watched the fake monk heal his wounds and remove the poison inside the temple. He would occasionally use his divine sense to examine the monk's body, and the more he looked, the more he felt that this fake monk was not simple.
If someone like Li Mu, who cultivates immortal techniques, uses the Qinglin Pill to detoxify, he only needs to relax his mind and circulate his cultivation technique; the pill toxins can be automatically expelled from his body through his pores.
Li Mu had never seen a martial arts practitioner like the fake monk detoxify before, not even in his two lifetimes. Now, watching the fake monk's actions, he was utterly astonished.
This monk is truly remarkable. By simply circulating his cultivation technique and the internal energy he has cultivated, he has achieved the same effect as immortal techniques, directly expelling the poison from his body.
After thinking it over carefully, Li Muxin realized that this fake monk had been suffering from erysipelas for at least ten years, and it was quite remarkable that he had managed to hold on until now.
His years of fighting erysipelas had made him extremely familiar with the poison in his body, but he was frustrated by the lack of good medicine and removal methods.
His long-term use of internal energy to expel poison not only helped him avoid poison but also increased his proficiency in using internal energy.
As the erysipelas continued to erode his body, his true qi and its application also continued to grow, maintaining a balance, which is why he has been able to live to this day.
It can be said that, currently, among martial artists of his level, no one is more proficient in the use of true qi than him.
It must be said that behind every crisis lies an opportunity.
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After entering detox mode, Monk Liaoyin always felt that Li Mu's eyes could see through his body, but he did not think that Li Mu was too rude because of this.
If Li Mu didn't possess some abilities that I couldn't see through, he wouldn't have been able to tell that I was poisoned, and therefore wouldn't have taken out a pill to treat my poison and wounds.
Fortunately, Li Mu only sat opposite him for half an hour before getting up and walking away, leaving behind a foul odor.
Upon smelling the stench, Monk Liaoyin felt not disgust but rather increased excitement, for the smell was precisely the toxins emanating from his own body.
Therefore, the monk Liaoyin accelerated the process of eliminating the erysipelas from his body.
The stench emanating from the fake monk grew stronger and stronger, and Li Mu could no longer sit still, so he got up and went to the kitchen behind the wooden house.
The toxins expelled from the body can cause poisoning in most people if they inhale too much of them. While there is no risk of poisoning for me personally, the smell is still nauseating.
There were quite a few pickled wild game hanging in the kitchen. The smell was tangy and refreshing, but it was still better than the smell of erysipelas.
In his consciousness, Li Mu saw a medicine jar with some medicine residue inside. After examining it carefully, Li Mu had a sudden inspiration.
There were actually two remnants of Qinglin Grass in the dregs of the medicine. No wonder the fake monk was able to survive until now. He not only had the means to expel poison with his true qi, but also had Qinglin Grass to dispel erysipelas and prolong his life.
Logically, a decoction made from Qinglin grass should be able to remove erysipelas. However, the fake monk used the wrong prescription, which failed to completely remove the erysipelas.
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Li Mu soon found four dried Qinglin grass plants in the corner of the kitchen, as well as some other herbs, and was somewhat speechless.
To use Qinglin grass in medicine, it is best to use fresh grass. If it is dried, its medicinal value will be reduced by at least half.
The four Qinglin grass plants that Li Mu saw had been dried for at least six months, and at most one-third of their medicinal value remained.
Now that he had seen the Qinglin herb, Li Mu no longer stood on ceremony. He washed the medicine pot and prepared to brew a batch of Qinglin pills.
They used two Qinglin pills on the fake monk and wanted to make up for it in this kitchen.
Although Li Mu could understand the predicament of this fake monk who played the victim and deceived worshippers, he did not quite agree with him.
As for using up these Qinglin herbs, I felt no shame whatsoever.
Anyway, after the fake monk has been cured of the elixir poisoning, the chances of him getting poisoned by it again are slim, unless he has a large amount of elixir to consume.
Before long, Li Mu had prepared the medicinal materials for making Qinglin Pills and began to brew the medicinal soup.
Two hours later, the detoxification process of Monk Liaoyin was almost complete, and a faint medicinal fragrance could be smelled from his own stench.
The aroma of medicine is coming from my own kitchen. What's going on? Is that amazing kid brewing medicine?
As the toxins in his body were gradually eliminated, the mental illness that had plagued him for many years was about to be resolved, and Monk Liaoyin began to call Li Mu a "miracle boy" in his heart.
At such a young age, to be able to see that he was poisoned by elixirs and to take out medicine to cure himself—if that's not amazing, what could be more amazing than that?
Soon after, Monk Liaoyin let out a clear whistle, stood up, and felt all the poison in his body disappear, leaving him feeling exceptionally happy.
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When the monk Liaoyin arrived in the kitchen, he saw that the magical boy was indeed brewing medicine.
Moreover, the taste of the brewed medicinal soup was very similar to the taste of the pills he had taken. He was shocked. Could this pill have been brewed by the magical boy himself?
"Fellow Daoist Li, are you brewing medicine? Why does this medicine smell so familiar..."
The monk Liaoyin opened his mouth to ask a question, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Li Mu.
"Hey! Great monk, get out of here right now and don't come any closer, or you'll ruin my medicine."
Li Mu rudely stopped the fake monk from entering the kitchen. If he were allowed to come in, his toxins could easily contaminate the medicinal soup.
"Well..."
The monk Liaoyin was immediately bewildered. He was kicked out of his own home, his own kitchen, and had nowhere to complain.
"Here, take this. Go wash it quickly, it stinks. After you've washed it, chew these herbs and apply them to your legs."
Li Mu looked at the stunned monk, took two kinds of medicinal herbs from his stored herbs, and three kinds from his ring, stuffed them into his hand, and pushed him out.
A single Rejuvenation Pill would have been enough to heal the monk's leg injury, but using a Rejuvenation Pill for such a minor injury would be too wasteful.
When the senior monk arrived at the stream with several medicinal herbs, he had already cursed the rascal a hundred times in his heart. This kid was so disrespectful to his elders, and a completely unruly boy who disrespected his elders.
After washing them and chewing the herbs, he scolded the naughty boy hundreds of times. Fresh herbs were fine, but chewing dried herbs caused several blood blisters to form in his mouth.
After he chewed all the herbs together and applied them to his legs, a cool sensation traveled through the meridians in his legs to the central nerves, and the feeling of comfort was indescribable.
He could sense that the snake bite wound, which had become infected and failed to heal for two years, would heal completely in just a few hours.
The mischievous boy in his heart immediately reverted to his identity as the Wonder Boy.
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