Since alchemy requires a large amount of spirit stones, for alchemists from small sects, hiring someone from an external sect is a good option.
These alchemists usually travel with their employers when they need them, and stay in their own sects to practice or handle affairs at other times.
Generally speaking, first-level powerful alchemists are the most popular because their prices are relatively low and suitable for the needs of most sects.
Of course, the pills refined by alchemists above the second level are of higher quality and have a higher success rate, but the corresponding prices are also more expensive.
In addition, alchemists above the second level often have a high opinion of themselves and are not easy to be hired.
But the Beast Taming Sect is different. They are one of the five major sects in the Middle Realm, and the alchemists they employ are, of course, second-level alchemists!
The alchemist hurriedly followed the disciple, a middle-aged man, into the tent.
When the alchemist saw Mo Yufan’s condition, he immediately went forward to check.
He took out a pill and, with the cooperation of Changsun Yingyue, fed the pill into Mo Yufan's mouth.
After taking the pill, Mo Yufan's symptoms were alleviated and the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his internal organs had not recovered yet, causing him to remain in a coma.
"What on earth happened?" Changsun Yingyue looked at Mo Yufan lying on the bed and asked anxiously.
The alchemist frowned and was silent for a moment before answering, "This man was crushed by a heavy object. Although the external injuries have been treated, his internal organs, bones, muscles, and meridians have all been severely damaged. I just fed him a healing pill that will temporarily help him recover some strength."
"But if you want to fully recover, you still need to take a lot of pills for a long time to regulate your body." The alchemist continued, taking out a bottle of pills from the space ring.
"This bottle of second-level healing pills can help restore his meridians. Give him one pill every hour. It will be beneficial to his recovery."
"After that, I will refine some other pills to assist his recovery. But how much he can recover in the end depends on fate."
After hearing what the alchemist said, Changsun Yingyue stood there in a daze, her whole body stiff, as if struck by lightning.
Mo Yufan, whom she had spent all her efforts and carefully cultivated, was a future star that she had high hopes for. She even hoped that he would one day become the sect leader.
However, after just one trip to the secret realm, Mo Yufan was crippled like this? This was simply unbelievable!
Her face became hideous and distorted, unable to accept this cruel reality.
"Do you know how to cure diseases and save lives?" Changsun Yingyue shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Get out! Get out right now!" She was furious and roared at the alchemist.
The alchemist shook his head helplessly, as if he wanted to explain something, but finally gave up.
He knew in his heart that even if the leader of Danzong came in person, he might not be able to fully recover Mo Yufan.
Changsun Yingyue was extremely anxious and hurriedly took out a precious third-level healing pill from the space ring.
She gritted her teeth and stuffed the pill into Mo Yufan's mouth without hesitation.
"Oh, Elder Changsun really cares for his disciples. He is willing to give them third-level elixirs." Elder Lin sneered from the side.
"If you say one more word, I will kick you out too!" Changsun Yingyue's eyes were wide open and she glared at Elder Lin fiercely.
Seeing this, Elder Lin realized that the situation was not good, so he tactfully shut his mouth and said no more.
He still has to eat the melon, so he won't leave.
After feeding him a third-level pill, Mo Yufan's complexion became much more rosy, but he still showed no sign of waking up.
"Tell me! What happened?" Elder Changsun opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly.
After hearing this, all the disciples' legs went weak and they all knelt on the ground with a plop.
One of the disciples trembled and said, "Reply, Elder Changsun, it's... it's us who encountered the Iron-Winged Bird in the secret realm. To protect us, the eldest brother let us go first."
"When we returned, we found that our eldest brother was pinned down by the dead Iron-Winged Bird."
"Big Brother was injured so badly because he was trying to save us. Please punish him, Elder Changsun."
After that disciple finished speaking, the other disciples also echoed, "Elder Changsun, please punish us."
For a moment, the hall was filled with voices of self-blame and regret, and the atmosphere became extremely heavy.
"My silly nephew." Changsun Yingyue looked at Mo Yufan with a distressed look on her face again.
After a moment of silence, Changsun Yingyue sighed deeply and waved to the group of disciples, signaling them to stand up.
"You can't be blamed entirely for this. The Ironwing Bird is ferocious by nature. Even if you stay there, you will only die in vain."
She turned to look at Mo Yufan, who was still unconscious, and secretly made up her mind to find a better medicine to heal his wounds and wake him up as soon as possible.
"Go down first, I'll be guarding here." Changsun Yingyue said.
The disciples looked at each other and slowly left the tent with a mixture of gratitude and guilt.
Changsun Yingyue came to Mo Yufan's bed, raised her hand and waved it, and talismans flew out from her hand, quickly forming a small barrier.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yufan couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Who are you guarding against?"
After saying that, he walked out of the tent.
I haven't washed it yet.
Changsun Yingyue ignored him, but stared at Mo Yufan's face and whispered softly: "Silly child, you must get better..."
This time, Mo Yufan risked his life to protect his fellow disciples. When she returned, she would publicize it widely in the sect, which would surely help him win back the hearts of the people in the sect.
But right now, he has to wake up first.
Thinking of this, Changsun Yingyue actually began to transfer her spiritual energy into Mo Yufan.
At this time in the secret realm, Guan Muxi and others were moving towards deeper depths.
Along the way, the little black snake lay on Guan Muxi's head, as if protecting her.
Perhaps because of the existence of Xiao Hei, the ancient mythical beast, their journey was very smooth and they did not encounter any ferocious monsters.
On the contrary, they only occasionally met some monks from other sects.
But there was no communication.
As they walked, Guan Mu stretched out his body, smacked his lips, and said to Guan Muxi with anticipation, "Sister, I want to eat barbecue."
"Sister, I want to eat the barbecue you made too."
Hearing this, Lu Yun couldn't help but feel curious. She looked at Guan Muxi and Guan Mu and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you doing fasting?"
Normally, as monks' strength increases, their bodies will gradually adapt and become dependent on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to sustain their life activities, and they will no longer need to obtain energy through food.
Therefore, generally speaking, monks no longer feel hungry.
However, for Guan Mu and Guan Lin, they seem to still maintain their love for food.
"Yes, it's been a long time since I had barbecue for you." Guan Muxi said with a smile.
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