Chapter 360 Nine Revolving Pills in One Day

To treat this plague, Fang Yuan only needs to do three things. One is to explore the changes of the plague, which is no problem for him. Now that he has formed a purple pill, his spiritual sense is extremely sensitive, and no matter how subtle the change is, he cannot escape his eyes.

The second is that he has no problem deriving suitable pills according to the changes in the epidemic qi. Long before the official practice, he has already memorized all kinds of medicine.

And the third point, which is the most important point, is to refine the right medicine.

If you want to learn Dan Fa, it is not so easy. First of all, there are too many medicines. The monarchs and ministers, each other, and Danpin has a numerous changes. It is not possible to do it at all. In addition, there are subtle controls on the dosage of each drug, etc. , Danfa and the formation method have always been the most difficult to practice the two most difficult knowledge ...

Fang Yuan naturally didn't regard himself as a genius who could become an alchemist in a day, but he didn't have high requirements.

Pills of eight or nine grades of spiritual pills are considered simple in the practice world, and for those who specialize in alchemy, they can only be regarded as the foundation of the foundation, just like his classmate Lu Xinyao in Taiyue, this girl is quite talented in alchemy.

But now, I am already in the realm of golden elixir, and what I have achieved is the supreme purple elixir, with top-notch cultivation, magic power, induction, etc., and I think I am not stupid. If I can't learn the basic alchemy in a short time, wouldn't it be a joke?

Therefore, Fang Yuan's temporary learning of alchemy was not an act of arrogance, but a matter of seriousness.

"Thousands of Danli, the same is to cure the body!"

Holding the alchemy book in hand, Fang Yuan read it intently. This alchemy book was just one of the books he kept in his body and was waiting to read when he had nothing to do. It only introduced the simplest method of refining the elixir. For alchemy furnace, heat, and even alchemy, the records of the time of alchemy, taboos, etc., Fang Yuan had already roughly read it before, but he didn't study hard, so it was a little strange.

"One turn of the panacea, the long-term nature of the medicine, the brightness of the medicine..."

"Second-turning panacea, monarch and minister complement each other, yin and yang three-in-one..."

"Three-turning panacea, the three talents are intertwined, and the heaven, earth and people..."

"Four-turn panacea, four elephants belong to each other..."

Now I am concentrating on reading, trying to make myself forget the things around me, just page by page, word by word, reading the records in this alchemy without rush, and after reading for a while, then stop for a moment, slowly turn the words in it into my own understanding, keep it in my heart, and then read each article, repeatedly scrutinize it, confirm it back and forth, and explore all the omissions...

Four or five hours passed slowly!

During this period, Fang Yuan only came out three times. The first time someone made a cup of tea for him, and the next two times were to refill the water.

At dusk, the tribal people who went to other tribes to distribute pills and went outside to collect medicines all rushed back and gathered outside the stone house door of Fangyuan one by one. Various herbs had been piled up like a hill. The priest and the priests from the neighboring tribes who rushed over to help were all gathered together to classify the various herbs...

As for the patients in the tribe, after taking the elixir that Fang Yuan refined for the second time, they also improved significantly, and their complexion improved a lot, but this time, they dare not feel as relieved as before. There is still a dark cloud above their heads, which has not dissipated.

"Not good, the eyes of the boy from Erlai's family turned red again..."

Everyone waited silently at Fang Yuan's gate for most of the night, and in the middle of the night, people with severe disease appeared again, but they were weak people, who could no longer suppress it, and the disease in their bodies showed a second change.

Everyone in the tribe suddenly became a little anxious, but they all tried their best not to disturb Fang Yuan in the door.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan pushed open the door and walked out just after the cup of tea.

He glanced at the people gathered in front of the door, and the various herbal medicines that had been placed aside and carefully arranged by the people. He didn't speak, but nodded to everyone, and walked to the side of the cast iron alchemy furnace on the mud floor outside the door.

Using his finger as a pen, he quickly carved two small magic circles on both sides of the alchemy furnace, creating wind and gathering fire.

If one wanted to refine the Nine-Turn Spirit Pill, the Pill Furnace naturally had corresponding requirements, but Fang Yuan couldn't be troubled.

His own attainments in formations are not low in the first place.

After doing all this, he raised his five fingers in the air, picked up the herbs placed around him, and laid them flat on the stone slab in front of him. Then he flicked the five fingers of his left hand, and the aura of gold, wood, water and fire shot out, and the herbs were either cut, dried, or covered with frost.

"Achieve Zi Dan, it is really different from before!"

Even Fang Yuan felt that at the same time as before, he hadn't deliberately practiced, but his control power was several times stronger.

The people in the surrounding tribes were dazzled and dumbfounded after seeing it.

Even those who were plagued by the epidemic, forgot the pain around them at this time, and were all attracted to their attention.

Everyone was thinking in their hearts: "As expected of the third master of the mountain god..."

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Soon after the herbs were processed properly, Fang Yuan stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the alchemy furnace.

Hoo hoo...

Inside the alchemy stove, a fire was ignited by the wind immediately, and it burned so vigorously that the pig iron stove began to turn slightly red. Then he waited for a moment, then threw the first ignorant herbal medicine into it, and at the same time controlled the wind and fire above the alchemy furnace, and adjusted the firepower inside.

After a while, it was the second herbal medicine, and after a few breaths, he invested in the third...

During the whole process, Fang Yuan didn't have any expression on his face, he didn't care about anything else, he seemed to only see the alchemy stove, and the people in the surrounding tribes knew the seriousness of the matter and didn't dare to make a sound, even some children who were infected with the epidemic, trembling in pain, just bit the animal bone given by their parents in their mouths, their faces were full of tears, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

Finally, after a stick of incense, the pill furnace has turned from red to green...

Fang Yuan looked at the alchemy furnace with cold eyes, and gently pinched the middle and middle fingers of his left palm to count the time.

When the time came, he waved his big sleeve violently, inside the alchemy furnace, the wind and fire stopped in an instant.

A strange fragrance emanated from the alchemy furnace, and all the people in the tribe stared blankly at the alchemy furnace, their eyes straightened.

Fang Yuan flicked open the pill furnace, and a yellow elixir was in his hand.

He pinched it with two fingers, observed it carefully for a while, and then crushed it lightly.

All the people in the surrounding tribes let out a low cry, but tightly covered their mouths.

But Fang Principle didn't stop for a moment, and turned on the furnace again, refining the elixir for the second time. In his heart, he had already figured it out from the observation just now: "The first furnace still failed. The medicine is too strong. It should be a little weaker when I used the fire just now..."

During the second furnace, he concentrated his energy even more and adjusted the firepower in the furnace at any time.

Soon, the second batch of pills came out again. Fang Yuan took a look at it, but crushed it again and threw it aside.

Then he started the third furnace pill.

At this time, the people in the tribe couldn't understand it anymore. If they knew that Fang Yuan had refined two batches of alchemy in a row, they might have some doubts about Fang Yuan's ability.

In this way, at the dawn of the next day, when more and more people were suffering from the disease, and the people of the tribes began to feel more and more anxious, Fang Yuan's third furnace pill was ready. He opened the pill furnace and took it in his hand, carefully observing...

"this……"

No matter how patient people are, they can't hold back at this time, and mustered up the courage to ask.

But when he opened his mouth, Fang Yuan turned to look at him.

The man shrank back immediately in fright, not daring to say a word.

Fang Yuan suddenly smiled, and said: "The medicine is ready, set up a pot to boil water, save people!"

"boom……"

The people in the tribe looked at each other. After a long time, they suddenly became excited and ran around in a hurry. After being slapped hard on the head by the old priest, they calmed down and hurriedly set up a cauldron. Then Guan Ao cast his mana and directly boiled the pot of water, and then threw the elixir into the pot.

After a while, the properties of the medicine melted, and everyone hurriedly filled the water, and began to give it to the seriously ill.

In order to observe the effect, Fang Yuan also brought a bowl of water and gave it to the little boy in his stone house. The little boy was shocked by his magic power and fell into a deep sleep. He has not woken up yet, but it is obvious that he has been infected by the epidemic and his condition is very serious. If he is not cured, he may fall asleep in his sleep forever...

He squeezed his chin open, poured the elixir into him, and then Fang Yuan observed quietly at the side. After about a stick of incense, the black plague that had always permeated the little boy's body was obviously relieved. After a while, he groaned softly, but it wasn't a moan of pain, but he seemed to feel a little comfortable, and slowly turned over.

Fang Yuan lifted his eyelids and saw that the blood in his eyes was slowly fading away.

Until this time, he smiled lightly, knowing that it was done.

Walking outside the stone house, I saw Guan Ao and everyone in the tribe running fast, giving medicine to people. It was obvious that the faces of those who had taken the medicine were getting better. They were relieved, and a smile appeared on their faces quietly.

"It's worth going back to have a drink, not to mention how proud you are to refine the Nine Revolving Pill in one day!"