Mecha Star Wars

People in the immortal sect, even the outer disciples, have a foundation in cultivation.

Even though she was Jin Tong, no matter how low her cultivation was, when she stood there, she was different from an ordinary girl in the mortal world.

They dressed her up as a beggar and painted her face with mud so that her color could not be seen. However, if her movements and gait were not concealed, they would be easily discovered by monks or people who could see through her.

Judging from the way Madam Wen walked, she must have practiced some physical skills at least at the Qi training level. However, Lin Fan could not sense any fluctuations in her spiritual power.

Either her cultivation is higher than Lin Fan's; or she is now just an ordinary person without spiritual power.

Although Qi training disciples are at the bottom of the immortal sect, looking at Madam Wen's age, her future is still uncertain. In any case, she will not fall into the trap of being a brothel owner in a remote town in the mortal world...

Wen Niangzi's elegant house is a simple and elegant teahouse, with a spacious and bright hall and bamboo tables and chairs. It stands out among a whole row of flower houses with gorgeous flowers and fragrant aromas. At first glance, one would not doubt the nature of its business.

Is there really anyone who comes to Huajie to drink tea?

"There are still some." Madam Wen took everyone to the private room upstairs. The open window showed that Madam Wen was standing there and shouting to the outside. "The people who come here are of all kinds, from peddlers to scholars. Scholars love to show off their knowledge and naturally love to drink tea."

Yu Sinian folded his fan uncomfortably and placed it on his legs.

Mu Jingjing looked out of the window and saw the crowd of thugs below scattering away. Perhaps out of concern for them, they didn't dare to make too much noise.

"Don't worry, Immortal Master," Madam Wen asked everyone to sit down, "They have already been sent out, and there will be news soon."

The tea is boiled in a clay stove, the charcoal fire crackles and flickers, and the water in the tea stove gurgles.

"Excuse me, madam." Shen Xiuyuan bowed, "Have you ever been a disciple of the Immortal Sect?"

Madam Wen smiled faintly, holding the kettle, and began to brew tea slowly. "I can't hide it from the Immortal, it was indeed the case."

"Then why did you end up like this?" Mu Jingjing's old habit came back. She couldn't bear to see a woman suffer.

After serving cups of tea, Madam Wen smoked her pipe and said, "If I am not mistaken, the Immortal Master is a disciple of Changtian Sect, right?"

"That's right." Du Xingyu was also curious.

"Shangsanmen..." Madam Wen blew a puff of smoke to the side, as if she was recalling the past through the smoke, "Everyone has his own practice, and mine is also a kind of practice."

"But..." Mu Jingjing wanted to say something but was stopped by Lin Fan.

"Are you seriously ill?" Lin Fan asked.

Madam Wen was stunned.

"Yes," Shen Xiuyuan nodded, "I just said that there is a faint smell of medicine. What you are smoking is not cigarettes, but medicine, right?"

"If you take medicine for a long time, this disease will..." Yu Sinian stopped talking in time.

"The Immortal Master has good eyesight. You are worthy of being a disciple of Changtian Sect." Madam Wen smiled, coughed twice, and subconsciously put the cigarette holder into her mouth.

Madam Wen hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Immortal."

Shen Xiuyuan's skills were not very good, but because of his alchemy skills, his medical skills were very good. Medical cultivation and alchemy were two branches, each with its own focus, but one had to understand what he should know.

"How is it?" Du Xingyu saw Shen Xiuyuan frowning for a rare time and knew that the situation might be bad.

"Your Excellency, please speak freely," Madam Wen did not care much and retracted her wrist. "Your broken body is barely alive now, and it is only God's will that it will end."

"Madam Wen's spiritual roots are shattered..."

"Ha!" Mu Jingjing gasped, "Who would do such a cruel thing?!"

Spiritual roots are different from skin and bones. Although they exist in the human body, they are usually invisible and intangible. They will not be injured by ordinary fighting. Even thunder tribulations cannot damage spiritual roots.

The only ones who can damage their spiritual roots are cultivators, and high-level cultivators at that.

Someone attacked Madam Wen's spiritual roots. Whether it was to destroy or seize them, it was undoubtedly to destroy Madam Wen. So it seemed that there was a reasonable explanation for her being here now.

"More than that," Shen Xiuyuan shook his head. "If only her spiritual roots were shattered, she would just not be able to cultivate. In fact, the person who did this not only crushed her spiritual roots, but also destroyed her meridians throughout her body. In other words, Madam Wen... now has broken meridians under her skin, and she is relying on the medicine in the cigarette to keep herself going. She is in extreme pain all the time."

Mu Jingjing covered her mouth and exclaimed.

The meridians of monks are wider than those of ordinary people, so when they are broken, the pain will naturally be more intense.

"It's just a pile of rotten meat," Madam Wen smiled faintly and continued to make tea for everyone, "Don't worry about it, Immortals."

"Is it incurable?" Lin Fan asked.

It's not that she has bad intentions, she just doesn't fully understand the new problems that arise.

"I don't know about her spiritual roots, but her meridians can be cured," Shen Xiuyuan said, "The smoke medicine in her hand is a short-acting connecting medicine. If we want to cure her once and for all, we need special materials to connect all her meridians."

"Is it difficult to find?" Du Xingyu asked anxiously, "Hey, Senior Brother! Lin Fan has already asked, why don't you just speak in a hurry and finish it in one breath."

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"Junior Sister Mu may know about the medicine for repairing meridians. It is more commonly used by physical practitioners..." Shen Xiuyuan looked at Mu Jingjing.

"Me?" Mu Jingjing thought for a moment, "I don't know..."

She was devoted to cultivation and had never repaired her meridians, so she wasn't very clear.

Shen Xiuyuan paused and turned to Lin Fan. "The medicine is not difficult to find. Physical practitioners will use it from time to time, but..."

"There's no need to use it on me." Madam Wen smiled, "I'm just a mortal and can't afford elixirs. Thank you for your concern, Immortal."

"That's not what I meant," Shen Xiuyuan waved his hand quickly, "I just don't have this medicine on hand. If I go to look for it right away, it's not hard to find, but it's not the kind of good stuff that can be found everywhere. That's why I hesitated, it's not what you think."

"What medicine?" Du Xingyu patted Shen Xiuyuan on the shoulder, "Brother, can you please tell me the whole story? Tell me what medicine you need. If you don't have it, we may have it!"

Shen Xiuyuan paused. That's right. He was stereotyped, always thinking that rare medicinal materials were only in the hands of alchemists.

In fact, all disciples of the immortal sect would carry some medicinal materials with them, although most of them were ready-made pills for stopping bleeding and nourishing the spirit.

Of course, disciples who are training outside will also save a lot of collected medicinal herbs, and exchange them for contributions when they return to the sect.

It's just that they just came out this time, and Shen Xiuyuan subconsciously thought that there didn't seem to be any rare medicinal herbs in the disciple orders of his fellow disciples because they hadn't had time to collect them yet.

"We have most of the other herbs, except for the mushroom gold. That herb is produced in the south, and we are in the northwest, so the journey is long..."

"Brother, are you going to refine the Black Gold Tendon-Condensing Pill?" Lin Fan immediately had a corresponding name in his mind.

"Yes, the Black Gold Tendon Pill can reconnect her broken meridians, and then take the Purple Crystal Meridian Powder to clear the blocked meridians, and her meridians will be completely repaired. It just so happens that I have a stock of Purple Crystal Meridian Powder, so..." Shen Xiuyuan was talking, and suddenly felt something was wrong, "Junior Sister Lin, how did you know I wanted to refine the Black Gold Tendon Pill?"

Just from the difficult-to-pronounce name, you can tell that this is not a common basic elixir.

Mu Tingting, a physical cultivator who should know about it, didn't know it, but Lin Fan, a mechanical engineer, said it out right away. Could it be that she had used it too?

"No," Lin Fan shook his head, "I'm just curious about alchemy and have read some recipes."

"Hiss!" Shen Xiuyuan gasped.

"What's wrong?" Du Xingyu asked without understanding.

"The Black Gold Condensing Tendon Pill is a foundation-building stage pill recipe, and because it is mostly not used by anyone other than physical cultivators, it is recorded at a relatively unpopular position at the back of the pill recipes." Shen Xiuyuan looked at Lin Fan with a complicated look.

"What does that mean?" Mu Jingjing asked.

"This means that Junior Sister Lin memorized all the recipes for foundation-building pills before she went out." Yu Sinian closed his eyes and knocked his head with the handle of the fan.

"Ah?!" Mu Jingjing remembered that Lin Fan was still practicing Qi before he went out, so why was she memorizing the pill formula for the Foundation Establishment period?

Why? It's definitely not because I have nothing to do and I'm carrying it for fun.

Yu Sinian exhaled, opened his eyes, and concluded that Lin Fan practiced alchemy.