After half a stick of incense, Jiang Su arrived at the back mountain.
The back mountain is inaccessible, and the mountains and plains are filled with spiritual plants growing wildly and wildly.
In front of the bamboo forest, the tortoise-shell spiritual bamboo that originally stood upright against the sky and was shaped like scales has now fallen to the ground, and all the roots of the bamboo have been turned out with large pieces of soil.
Some of the bamboos were cut in half, and there were still traces of being strangled by wires on the sections. The green and tender branches fell from the sky to the ground. It was such a tragedy.
Jiang Su held the hatchet in his hand and calmly stared at the mess on the ground in front of him.
"Their... movements are quite complicated."
"Half of the bamboo forest was destroyed. The bamboo juice that could have filled a large vat is now probably less than half. Only one Fire Bamboo Pill can be made."
Thinking about the situation that day, I had no chance to stop them.
You can't walk up to them from behind the stone, point at the two people who are at odds with each other, and lecture them: Stop, change places, don't damage my bamboo.
Jiang Su sighed to herself that she was not as good as she was. She just lost her mind, not that she was stupid.
She skillfully walked to the part of the bamboo that was still upright, stood with her legs apart, hugged the bamboo body with her hands like a ball, bent down and pushed the bamboo body with her right shoulder to let it sway, and listened to the sound of water.
"Hehehehehe"
Knock the wall between the bamboo nodes with your left hand and listen for the echo. After hearing the echo, you will be sure that there is bamboo juice in this node.
Then he made a small opening in the bamboo joint with his hand-held hatchet, inserted a long needle, and found water. He quickly took out the gourd ritual vessel from the Qiankun bag and filled it with bamboo juice.
This bamboo has been carefully maintained, and the bamboo juice exudes a light fragrance.
Jiang Su was slightly startled, and said to himself: "If that demon cultivator crushed my collarbone, wrapped it in rice, poured some rice wine, and then steamed it in a bamboo tube with Tianshui, would it be possible to make a tube?
Bone-healing medicinal diet with effects on bruises and bruises”
After saying that, she immediately bit the edge of the bamboo tube. This bamboo was a tortoise-shell bamboo. The scales were so sharp that the corners of her mouth were all scratched. Her white lips were stained red with blood, and the burrs on her teeth were mixed with her blood.
Mixed together, slowly flowed into her mouth and then into her esophagus.
It's like swallowing a knife alive.
She frowned, and after a while she questioned herself again: "No, Bamboo Juice Tianshui is cold in nature, and the cold medicine enters the stomach, and the Qi and blood in the damaged area will stagnate, causing blood stasis, which will be troublesome. If it is a leg injury on the Foot Yangming Meridian
, I’m afraid it’s even more serious.”
Jiang Su nodded slightly, expressing satisfaction with her current analysis. She raised her hand to pick and pick up a piece of bamboo, and then threw it on the ground.
"Most of the water here is made of dried bamboo, and the water here is full of stagnant water. It smells so bad that you can't drink it, let alone make elixirs."
The breeze in the mountains blew by, and Jiang Su felt a slight chill on his lips. He wiped his mouth with his sleeves, and when he lowered his sleeves, his eyes were filled with red.
"This..., my saliva is red??!" Jiang Su's eyes widened and she couldn't believe the scene in front of her. She used her hand to pull out her tongue again, and when her fingertips touched the golden jade liquid, she stared intently.
Seeing that it was colorless, I patted my chest and felt relieved.
"It's okay, it's still colorless."
The monk's wound healed quickly, and the spiritual energy circulated, and her mouth wound healed in an instant.
Jiang Su no longer struggled with the problem of red saliva. She raised her hand and gently stroked the scales of the tortoise-shell bamboo. Her eyes were full of reluctance. The dark green under her eyes made her look like Liu Fufeng in a different way.
The next second, the bamboo skin accidentally cut her fingertips, and the wound was no bigger than a grain of rice. Jiang Su blinked, put her finger in her mouth, and whispered again.
"Jinjinyuye can stop bleeding"
"Eh? Wait a minute? Doesn't that demon cultivator who gnawed at my bones want to use his golden jade liquid to heal my wounds???"
The cold wind blew by, and Jiang Su was excited, and immediately slapped himself hard and fast. With a snap, he woke up.
"Hahahahahahaha, are you brainwashing yourself into a white demon cultivator? It seems that the previous batch of Jingxin Pills you made was not heated enough, so the medicine is not effective."
"I need to buy some new spiritual materials to make elixirs." Jiang Su said to himself, without stopping, his movements of taking the bamboo juice were mechanical and fast.
Along the way to alchemy, apart from talent, you only need to be familiar with it. Without alchemy, your cultivation level cannot be improved.
The stars and moon are bright, the river is bright in the sky, and the clear light shines on the now dilapidated bamboo forest. Jiang Su hung up the storage bag and looked at this place, admiring this scene in his eyes.
"I originally wanted to care about the bright moon, but..."
She looked dazed and her eyes were slightly narrowed, like a big cat worshiping the moon.
The cold wind blew through the forest, and she suddenly woke up. She reminded herself in a low voice again: "The time for the little senior sister to get sick is near." After saying that, she turned around, embarked on the killing mission, and flew back to the Rescue Peak.
When we returned to Jiuku Peak, it was already midnight.
The people who live on Jiuku Peak are all medical cultivators who enter the Tao through medicine and alchemy cultivators who enter the Tao through elixirs. There are not many monks of these two paths in the Shifang Sect. At this time, it is pitch dark along the road, which is exactly what I said.
The description of being unable to see your fingers.
She held a hatchet in one hand, and put the fingers of the other hand in her mouth to suck, humming an unknown melody in her mouth. The shadow behind her was lengthened and enlarged by the moonlight.
Xiao Shiyu had just returned from the Yusu Hall at the foot of the mountain. He vaguely saw the figure in front of him. The hair on his body stood up and goosebumps crawled all over his body as Jiang Su's tune played.
He whispered: "Junior Sister Jiang...?"
He stood stiffly for a moment, then turned around and immediately took a shortcut back to his yard.
During the day, Fu Feng's Zhang Yunsheng had just asked him if Jiang Su was in a bad mood recently, and he also speculated that the junior sister might have made some kind of elixir to explode.
"Harm, it's not easy for us monks of medicine and alchemy." He shook his head, and with Jiang Su's weird little tune, his figure quickly disappeared into the night.
Jiang Su: "You are the most beautiful cloud around me, huh huh huh huh huh huh huh~"
Jiang Su pushed the door open and entered the courtyard. In the center of the courtyard was a evergreen tree that blocked out the sun and dry clouds.
The branches facing the sun hang down to the ground, and under the tree on the back are wooden tables and rocking chairs. The rest of the yard is full of various spiritual flowers and herbs.
Water lilies soaked in wooden basins, clusters of southern stars in the corner, and red bougainvillea climbing the walls and roof tiles.
Jiang Su did not stop, quickly entered the alchemy room, closed the door, and finished in one go. He turned around and made a secret to ignite a piece of candle dragon wax hanging on the wall next to the door.
She put the bamboo juice collected during the day into the jade vat she prepared in advance.
Bamboo juice is also called Tianshui.
In Jiang Su's impression, Li Shizhen, a Ming doctor in his previous life, called bamboo juice the "sacred water" among the thirteen "heavenly waters". This shows that the bamboo juice has extraordinary effects. And the spirit nourished by the mountain behind Shifangmen
The bamboo juice in the bamboo is even more wonderful.
This bamboo juice is rich in spiritual energy. If it is not sealed and left to dry, a light green light will float in the air. The jade vat can just store this bright spiritual energy, waiting for water to be put into the furnace.
Jiang Su's face was in pain. He stood in front of the alchemy furnace with a sad expression and almost wanted to die. Finally, he had no choice but to speak loudly: "The little alchemy slave is here. Open the door of the six-turn furnace."
This six-turn furnace is a high-grade magic weapon that was stored in the imperial palace in Zhongdu in the early years. Once the weapon spirit is born, you have to regard yourself as the master of the palace. Every time you use it, you have to call yourself a slave before you can use it.
"Six-turn furnace..." Jiang Su gently touched the two ears of the furnace with his hands, with a look of fanaticism in his eyes.
The next moment, she closed her hands and turned around, sitting cross-legged on the futon, her expression returning to normal.