However, in his opinion, although Ji Tianxing was the son of the Oracle, he was a peerless genius.
But after all, Ji Tianxing only has the strength of the Yuanshen realm. No matter how much he studies the method of elixirs, how good can he be?
A warrior's vision, knowledge, and methods are all limited by his level of strength.
A Tianyuan realm warrior who has devoted his whole life to alchemy training, in terms of alchemy attainments, cannot in any case surpass a Yuanshen strongman who has some knowledge of alchemy.
"You don't have to worry about my injury.
I have been studying for hundreds of years, but I can't help myself. Even if you know it, what can you do?
However, if you want to master the art of elixirs, I can help you.
If you encounter any confusion or problems in the future, just come to me and I will definitely answer them for you."
Hong Chengtian looked at Ji Tianxing and said with a smile: "Although I have fallen to the level of transcending tribulation, my attainments in alchemy are second only to those of several world-famous alchemy sages. It will not be a problem for me to give you guidance."
Ji Tianxing nodded and said: "Thank you, Mr. Hong, I will ask you for advice if I have the opportunity in the future.
However, I still want to know the status of your injury. Maybe we can find a treatment method by brainstorming?"
Hong Chengtian glanced at him in surprise again, and said with a dumb smile: "You kid, you are really stubborn and stubborn, and you don't want to give up.
Well, since you care about me so much, I will let you take a look..."
As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand and placed it in front of Ji Tianxing.
Ji Tianxing understood what he meant, so he stretched out his right hand and put it on his wrist, releasing his spiritual consciousness to explore his condition.
If he could see the extent of Mr. Hong's injuries, Mr. Hong would tell him the specific symptoms.
If he can't even tell the basic condition of his injury, then there's no point in talking about it.
Ji Tianxing closed his eyes and concentrated on activating his consciousness to enter Hong Chengtian's body and explore his soul.
Hong Chengtian also completely believed in him and allowed him to check his soul without any precautions.
Both of them were silent.
After a hundred breaths, Ji Tianxing slowly took back his right hand and opened his eyes.
"How?" Hong Chengtian looked at him with a half-smile.
He nodded slightly and said in a solemn tone: "The middle spirit is easy to damage, the five of them have disadvantages, the labor of the spirit is missing one, the earth's movement is as if nothing, the seven meridians are blocked and the three souls are blocked..."
The smile on Hong Chengtian's face suddenly disappeared and became solemn.
After Ji Tianxing finished speaking, he had a look of surprise on his face, and his eyes shone with relief.
"Sure enough, you are quite capable. No wonder you are so stubborn. You have already been confident.
You are right. You have seen about 80% of my Yuan Shen's injuries, and they are absolutely accurate.
With your knowledge of elixirs, you can compare with ordinary tribulation masters, which is really not easy!"
Hong Chengtian's expression was full of appreciation and he was not shy about words of praise.
"Thank you, Mr. Hong." Ji Tianxing said humbly, and said solemnly: "Although I can see 80% of it, the remaining 20% of the injury symptoms are the most important. Please let me know."
Hong Chengtian believed him, so he spoke: "Ever since the Yuan Shen was damaged, every time he was in a state of extreme Yin, the five gods would suffer severe pain, as if they were about to split into pieces.
In addition, deep in my soul, there is a trace of the Qimen Divine Poison, which is specially designed to restrain the poison of the soul..."
After Hong Chengtian finished speaking, Ji Tianxing roughly understood.
He kept all these situations in mind and said to Hong Chengtian: "Mr. Hong, I have read several ancient medical books, which recorded treatment methods for similar injuries.
If you are willing to believe me, you might as well give me a few days and I can find a cure for you."
Hong Chengtian originally had no hope and didn't quite believe that he could really find a way.
But Ji Tianxing was the son of the oracle, a genius favored by the god, and he did have some medical talent.
Hong Chengtian thought about it for a moment, then nodded with a smile and said: "Tian Xing, I am very pleased and grateful that you have such intention.
Just do what you can, no matter what the result is, I will remember you as a favor."
Ji Tianxing waved his hand and said: "Hong Lao's words are serious. I am not doing it to make you owe me any favors. It's just that we are in love, so I am willing to do this."
Hong Chengtian chuckled and nodded without saying much.
Afterwards, the two sat on top of the altar and started chatting.
Hong Chengtian lives in the west courtyard of Tiansheng Palace. He has lived alone for hundreds of years and has been lonely for too long.
He met Ji Tianxing, a peerless genius, and they had similar interests, so he had a great time chatting with Ji Tianxing.
He talked about the past of Fengshen Mountain, the history of Haotian Tower, the rise and fall of the six empires, and the general trend of the world in Shenwu Continent.
He was once a world-famous Martial Saint. Naturally, he traveled all over the world and traveled all over the Shenwu Continent, and his knowledge was very extensive.
In the past, Ji Tianxing had only read relevant records and stories in books.
Now that I hear Hong Chengtian's dictation, I understand more clearly.
Before I knew it, a whole day passed.
Until the sun set and night fell, the divine light did not fall on the altar.
Ji Tianxing was a little disappointed.
However, Hong Chengtian was used to it and was not surprised. He comforted him and said, "Don't worry. In three months, the divine light may come."
After dark, the two said goodbye to each other and left the altar.
Ji Tianxing returned to the east courtyard, entered the secret room, sat cross-legged on the purple jade stone platform, and began to meditate.
He urged his soul to enter the Sword God's Tomb and landed in front of eighteen black tombstones.
The first tombstone on the right is the entrance to Tianshu Pavilion.
He stretched out his palm and touched the tombstone, and was immediately sucked into an alien space.
The next moment, he appeared in the vast sea of clouds, with a white jade stone bridge at his feet.
He crossed the stone bridge with ease, entered the Tianshu Pavilion, and began to check the collection of books and ancient books.
What he said to Hong Chengtian before was not an excuse.
He had indeed seen it in Tianshu Pavilion, and a similar situation was recorded in an ancient book.
Moreover, the ancient books and classics collected in Tianshu Pavilion are all rare treasures and exercises above the holy level. They can be said to be all-encompassing and all-encompassing.
Hong Chengtian's Yuan Shen was seriously injured, and even the powerful martial arts masters could not heal him.
But he believed that the corresponding treatment method could definitely be found in Tianshu Pavilion.
Time passed silently, and the day passed quickly.
Ji Tianxing was in Tianshu Pavilion and continuously consulted hundreds of holy medical classics and alchemy books.
Finally, when he finished reading half of "The Treatise on Strange Poisons and Strange Injuries", his frown suddenly relaxed, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
"That's right! It's this medical book. The symptoms described are exactly the same as Mr. Hong's condition!"
He held the Treatise on Strange Poisons and Injuries with a face full of joy and left Tianshu Pavilion.
After the soul returned to his position, he sat in the secret room, concentrating on reading the medical classics and comprehending the treatment methods recorded in the books.