After the drop of wine entered his mouth, and he closed his eyes to savor the sensation for a moment, the sweeping monk slowly opened his eyes and then closed the elixir bottle again.
However, as he savored the taste, the sweeping monk frowned slightly.
Seeing the sweeping monk's expression, the monk Xuanfa couldn't help but ask, "Grandmaster, have you discovered something wrong with the medicinal wine in this bottle?"
Faced with the question from the monk Xuanfa, the sweeping monk shook his head and said, "No, it does contain pure medicinal power, and its purity is comparable to our Shaolin's Great Rejuvenation Pill. However, the medicinal effect does not reach the middle dantian at all. The effect of this medicinal wine should be the same as what that benefactor said. It can indeed help martial artists improve their cultivation, but it is only useful for martial artists below the Grandmaster level."
The monk Xuanfa asked, "If that's the case, why did you, Grandmaster...?"
Knowing what the monk Xuanfa meant, the sweeping monk said, "I was just thinking about whether it's possible to find someone in Shaolin who is skilled in medicine to study the ingredients in this medicinal wine."
After a moment of contemplation, the sweeping monk spoke up: "Although this medicinal wine is only effective for martial artists below the Grandmaster level, its medicinal properties are mild and it contains very little toxicity, unlike the Great Rejuvenation Pill which has a slightly higher concentration of toxicity."
"If Shaolin could also obtain the method of refining this medicinal wine, it would definitely make Shaolin more prosperous."
Upon hearing the voice, the group immediately understood what the sweeping monk was thinking.
Certainly, Shaolin Temple possesses the method for refining the Great Rejuvenation Pill.
Even the Great Rejuvenating Elixir of the Southern Shaolin Temple in the Ming Dynasty was obtained from them.
However, the medicinal materials needed to refine the Great Rejuvenation Pill are too precious and too time-consuming.
Each alchemy process takes three years to produce one pill, and there is still a possibility of failure.
Furthermore, the poison caused by the pill means that after taking this Great Rejuvenation Pill, unless by chance the poison in the body is accidentally cleared, it will be much more difficult to make a breakthrough in cultivation in the future.
Even so, over the past thousands of years, the number of Great Rejuvenation Pills remaining in Shaolin Temple has been decreasing.
In the past, every few years, we might be able to gather enough ingredients to refine the Great Rejuvenating Pill.
However, it has been thirteen years since Shaolin last refined this Great Rejuvenation Pill.
Even at Shaolin Temple, the number of Great Rejuvenation Pills has been decreasing in recent years.
Not to mention, as the Sweeper Monk is saying, this medicinal wine not only helps martial artists break through, but it also contains almost no poison, so it won't affect the martial artist's foundation.
Its preciousness is self-evident.
Thinking this, a monk suddenly spoke up: "Xuanfa, did the benefactor say whether he brewed this medicinal wine himself?"
Upon hearing this, the monk Xuanfa replied, "Then what you said was obtained unexpectedly."
At this moment, another monk asked, "This item is precious. If it were obtained by chance, why would it be taken out so easily? And with our master's hundreds of years of experience, he has never seen such a medicine. Is it possible that this item was made by that person himself?"
After thinking for a moment, the monk Xuanfa shook his head and said, "Judging from that young man's appearance, he looks to be only in his early twenties. At such an age, he is probably not proficient in medicine and alchemy."
Upon hearing this, the other monks frowned, secretly feeling a pang of regret.
An old monk asked, "Why don't we arrest those people and question them?"
However, no sooner had these words left his mouth than the sweeping monk beside him shook his head and said, "It's best if that person doesn't act rashly."
Hearing what the sweeping monk said, everyone's eyes fell on him.
Meeting the gazes of the group, the sweeping monk slowly said, "When that benefactor was mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, I did not sense any fluctuations of true essence on his body."
Upon hearing this, the others were all deeply moved.
"Grandmaster's skill is profound; no movement within a hundred miles can escape his notice. Yet, we can't even sense the true energy fluctuations emanating from that person. Could it be that person's skill is even above Grandmaster's?"
The sweeping monk shook his head and said, "When those people used their lightness skills, I didn't feel any fluctuations in their true essence or true energy. It's one thing if it's just one person, but for several people to not leave any trace of true energy or true essence at the same time, they must have learned some special martial arts or methods of concealing their breath. Their strength is probably not high."
"Since they are not enemies of Shaolin and we do not know their background, there is no need to make enemies rashly."
After saying that, the sweeping monk said, "Give the order later and see if we can find out the background of those people."
The monk Xuanfa put his hands together and said, "Disciple obeys."
Then, the monk Xuanfa asked, "Grandmaster, what should be done with this medicine?"
Faced with the question posed by Abbot Xuanfa, the sweeping monk beside him pondered for a moment before speaking, "It's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. If we use it directly, at most it will only allow one of the disciples in the temple to advance to a minor realm. Although it's not bad, it's a waste of resources. It's better for the disciples in the sect who are proficient in medicine and alchemy to study it and see if they can discern anything useful from the medicinal properties of this medicinal wine. Then, they can combine it with the formula of my Shaolin Great Rejuvenation Pill to develop some new elixirs!"
The monk Xuanfa nodded and said, "Disciple obeys."
After finishing their business, the sweeping monk gently waved his hand.
Immediately, the other monks in the scripture pavilion all disappeared from the spot.
After everyone had left, the sweeping monk looked in the direction where Chu Qinghe and the others had gone.
As if he had thought of something, the sweeping monk let out a soft sigh, then picked up the broom made of bamboo branches again and continued sweeping outside the scripture pavilion.
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