When people practice cultivation, they are actually training their bodies. The human body is the greatest treasure.
"Essence"?
It is the foundation of the human body. Without "essence", a person cannot live.
Put it this way, in fact, physical exercise is not just for stabilizing the body to withstand the impact of Wuyuan. It seems... it is strengthening the function of deriving "essence" of these organs?
Of course, this is just a hypothesis, and perhaps it will become clear only after reaching a certain level.
But where does the "jing" energy come from? No one can explain it exactly. It seems that it can be derived from every corner of the body.
Feng Hao, who was in the realm of a great martial artist, naturally couldn't find an answer to this question.
However, what he can understand is that each different realm can have different levels of power. This kind of power can destroy the organs in the human body, causing the function of deriving "essence" to be lost somewhere.
This situation is called internal injury, and it must be treated by a "pharmacist"!
Just like Feng Hao's internal injuries and external injuries last time, even a Xuan-level pharmacist could treat them, but his internal organs could not restore the function of producing "essence". For this, he must be an earth-level "pharmacist".
Treatment.
This is the case with Lu Song. His opponent should be at the King of Martial level. After being injured, part of his bloodline lost the ability to derive "essence".
Originally, with his level of blood training, there would be no problem in suppressing and preventing the spread, but the hidden disease in his body would greatly reduce his strength.
However, he chose to use "drug" and "sex" to suppress it!
This is a foolish method. Although it works temporarily, the hidden disease will continue to worsen and then exist like an invisible bomb.
Therefore, Mu Yun has to input "medicine" and "property" into him from time to time. Only by continuously increasing the "medicine" and "property" can this worsening hidden disease be suppressed. If the hidden disease exceeds the intensity of the "medicine" and "property"
, can you imagine what will happen to Lu Song?
Originally, it was not a big problem for Feng Hao to use the "medicine" of the Red Lotus Medicine King to clear some hidden diseases, but now, it has become a bag of explosives, which will explode as soon as it is touched.
Feng Hao found it difficult to make a move.
In such a situation, it’s strange that he’s not angry!
"That...Master, can we still be saved?"
Seeing Feng Hao's anger, Lu Song was also a little embarrassed. He glanced at him and asked softly, as if he was afraid of offending the young man.
In fact, he knew the situation inside his body very well. He had no choice but to practice the art of casting, and he couldn't do two things at the same time, which led to the existence of bad conditions inside his body.
"Disaster!"
Feng Hao's face changed several times. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and said quietly.
Faced with such a situation, it was really difficult for him to take action, because Lu Song would be in danger of dying if he was not good, and he could not bear the responsibility for such consequences.
"Disaster?"
Lu Song was stunned for a moment, then he said joyfully, "Master, is there any help left?"
"snort!"
Feng Hao snorted somewhat angrily.
He naturally has a way, but it is a crude way and a stupid way. That is, he uses the "medicine" and "property" of the Red Lotus "Medicine" King to open a hole in the form of a needle and enter it to eliminate the hidden disease.
.
This process naturally requires a lot of time and a lot of powerful elixirs!
"Ha ha!..."
Immediately, Lu Song burst out laughing, and the cheerfulness in his voice baffled the crowd outside.
"Is that that weird laugh?"
"He can still laugh?"
"With such a smile, have you already agreed to Master Lucky's request?"
"Tsk tsk, the master is indeed a master. The effect of the master's actions is just different!"
The noise spread immediately, and within a few hours, almost everyone in Ju'an City knew that the weirdo was going to forge a spiritual weapon for Feng Hao.
For such news to be heard by those powerful forces, it is no less than the destruction of the Yuan family last time.
They knew who that weirdo was, and his actions made Feng Hao's identity even more mysterious.
City Lord's Mansion...
"Chi!..."
Pang Jun spit out the tea he drank in his mouth, with a look of extreme astonishment on his face, and said, "What? Laughter came from Master Lu Song's courtyard?"
"Lord City Lord, it is absolutely true. Hundreds of people heard it with their own ears at the time. There is no mistake."
A man in flowing armor raised his hands and answered respectfully.
"How is it possible? The cold-faced Shura actually smiled? Legend has it that he has never smiled since he was born. Hundreds of years have passed, but now he smiles?"
Pang Jun's face twitched fiercely, and his expression was very strange. Finally, after a while, a wild laugh burst out from his mouth, "Haha!..."
"Cold-faced Shura actually laughed! Haha!..."
Pang Jun laughed incomprehensibly, his body trembled, his hands and feet danced, making the armored man standing there look at him in astonishment.
"Are you crazy?"
As soon as this idea came to his mind, he saw Pang Jun, who was still laughing, and nodded thoughtfully.
"Well..."
The weirdness in the man's eyes was caught by him, and his laughter suddenly stopped, and the movements of his hands froze completely. The corners of his mouth twitched hard again, and a feeling of laughter and laughter arose in his heart.
Oops! This time the image suffered a huge loss!
"Ahem!"
He coughed a few times, straightened his clothes, sat upright again, and said, "Tell me exactly what happened."
"yes!"
The man quickly put on a serious expression and took a sneak glance at Pang Jun, who had a majestic look on his face. His breath suddenly went cold. This guy is not going to silence him, is he?
"Master of Luck?"
Pang Jun's eyes narrowed, "It's him. Why is he looking for Lu Song? To cast a spiritual weapon? How can this guy Lu Song laugh?"
Several questions came to mind one after another, but he couldn't get an answer to any of them.
"You have to ask that guy Yuxiao."
Looking for Feng Hao? That's not right. Looking for Lu Song? He didn't dare. The only one who could bully him was Yu Xiao.
Having made up his mind, he said, "When you go to Yuxiao later, tell me I'm looking for him!"
"I obey my orders!"
The man responded and ran away as if there was a savage beast behind him, causing Pang Jun's face to twitch.
Now the image is really finished!
...
"Humph! You are happy too early!"
Rubbing his ears that were a little sore from the noise, Feng Hao glared at him angrily and snorted softly.
"It's okay, as long as there is help!"
Lu Song immediately retracted his smile, and his old face immediately turned cold and handsome. His face changed so quickly that it was unusual.
"What should I prepare?"
Feng Hao frowned when he saw it, and he asked weakly.
A heaven-level pharmacist, no matter what his level of cultivation is, his status is simply not comparable to that of people of his own level.
"Um."
Feng Hao nodded, "Prepare strong elixirs, the more the better."
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