Chapter 998: Ancient Pill Recipe

"You go and do your own business first. I will make my own decision on this matter."

Monk Wuse dispersed several young monks and walked towards the tent where Chu Yang was. He paused at the entrance of the tent, then opened the door curtain and walked in.

Entering the room, Wu Se found an alchemy furnace suspended in front of Chu Yang. The alchemy furnace was constantly rotating, and bursts of medicinal fragrance emanated from it.

Not far from Chu Yang, there were more than a dozen jade bottles. Judging from the labels, these bottles contained different elixirs.

"Do you want to use elixirs to cure the plague? All sects have tried it, but the elixirs don't work at all. I'm afraid your efforts are in vain."

Seeing this, Monk Wu Se became slightly enlightened and realized what Chu Yang had been doing these days.

Chu Yang's movements gradually slowed down. He was indeed refining elixirs these days, and he also refined more than a dozen different elixirs to test whether they were useful against the plague.

"Book of Changes" contains many unverified elixirs, which were collected by Wei Boyang one or two thousand years ago. Some of the elixirs handed down from ancient times have good effects on plagues, and some even treat evil spirits. Miasma works just as well.

Monsters existed in ancient times. The monks at that time were faced with the danger of being invaded by monsters, and they also figured out some ways to deal with monsters.

It is not surprising that among the ancient elixirs handed down at that time, there are elixirs for dispelling evil spirits.

A few days ago, Chu Yang thought of these ancient elixirs and thought that he might be able to find a way to deal with the plague, so he found a place and started studying these pills.

"You need to try it to know if it works. If you don't do it, how can you get results?"

Chu Yang glanced at Wu Se, stood up, and with a wave of his hand, he put all the elixirs into Najie.

Then, the two walked out of the tent and came to the tent where the patients were parked.

As soon as he got close to this place, Chu Yang could feel an extremely uncomfortable feeling. This feeling was not smell or visual, but a disgusting one from the bottom of his heart.

"You guys come here to help and select ten patients."

Monk Wu Se knew what Chu Yang was going to do, so he called for a few young monks. When these young monks saw Chu Yang standing there leisurely, their faces suddenly became a little angry.

Chu Yang also noticed the expressions of these young monks, but he was too lazy to talk to them, so he took out ten jade bottles from the ring.

There are different labels on these jade bottles, representing ten different kinds of elixirs.

I spoke to Wu Se and asked him to arrange for the young monk to select ten patients, place them in a barracks, start marking them, and let the patients take the elixirs in different jade bottles one by one.

Watching Chu Yang put the pills into the mouths of these patients one by one, Monk Wu Se couldn't help but shake his head.

In his opinion, what Chu Yang did was completely useless. The Fahua Sect and other sects had already tried hard, and they had searched all kinds of classics, but they could not find a way to restrain the plague.

Even though Chu Yang was young and promising, he was only an ordinary cultivator. How could he possibly solve this problem?

Sure enough, after these ten pills were put into the patients' mouths, their condition did not improve at all, and they were still wailing in pain.

Chu Yang's expression also changed slightly, and the expressions of those young monks were even more contemptuous.

"Tch, I thought he had some magic trick. It's just a trick. If it's so easy to find a cure, do we still need to stay here?"

The monks began to talk behind their backs, feeling that Chu Yang was simply lazy and was afraid of contracting the plague. He was just pretending to treat patients now.

"Forget it, pills seem to be completely useless against this plague. We must think of some new methods."

Monk Wuse sighed, feeling a little unmotivated, and pulled Chu Yang away from here.

Chu Yang was thinking about the problem as he walked, his face a little confused, even a little disappointed.

At this time, the moon was in the sky and a cool breeze was blowing, but the surrounding scene was very breathtaking, like purgatory on earth.

At night, Chu Yang had no intention of practicing and lay on the floor restlessly, tossing and turning.

Wow…

At this time, there was a noise outside the tent. If you listened carefully, it seemed that several monks were making a noise outside.

"Are you still going to let people rest?"

Chu Yang felt inexplicably irritable and shouted outside.

As soon as he finished speaking, the tent curtain was rudely opened.

A figure walked in from outside, it was Wu Sehe.

Monk Wu Se was very tired these days, and his face looked tired, but at this moment, his face was full of excitement and shock.

"What happened? Why do you feel so happy?"

Chu Yang was speechless. People were dying outside all day long, but this guy could still laugh now.

But Monk Wuse didn't answer. He came over and grabbed Chu Yang's wrist, turned around and walked out.

"Let me go, are you crazy? What are you doing to me? I don't even have shoes on!"

Chu Yang stumbled, his feet plowed the ground, and he stopped abruptly.

However, Monk Wu Se couldn't help but drag Chu Yang outside the tent as roughly as a cow.

At this time, the sky outside was still dark, as if full of gloom and mist, and the entire city seemed to be immersed in wailing, which made people feel very depressed.

However, those monks who had looked coldly at Chu Yang yesterday had a strange look on their faces when they saw him coming.

That expression seemed to be a bit of admiration in suspicion, which made Chu Yang wonder what happened to make the monks' attitude change so drastically.

"Look for yourself, these ten people are the ones you fed the elixir last night, and now one of them has recovered!"

Seeing Chu Yang confused, Monk Wu Se pointed to one of the men with clear eyes and said.

Chu Yang was stunned for a moment, and then his heart began to beat wildly. He didn't expect that the elixir he refined could actually have a restraining effect on the plague.

Looking carefully at the number on the man's body, Chu Yang saw that it was written as number six!

The elixir number six is ​​one of the ancient elixir recipes. It looks very inconspicuous. Chu Yang found it in a corner of the appendix of "Zhou Yi Can Tong Qi".

What people didn't expect was that it was this seemingly inconspicuous elixir recipe that gave Chu Yang the biggest surprise.

This kind of elixir consumes very few materials and the refining process is also very simple. Chu Yang didn't have much hope for this number 6 elixir, and now he is really a little surprised.

"Hurry up, I still have more than a hundred pills here, distribute them all, and choose some seriously ill people to eat them. I want to confirm the efficacy of this elixir!"

Chu Yang was excited for a while, then he remembered the business and took out a jade bottle and handed it to Monk Wu Se.

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Wu Se nodded and took the medicine bottle.

The monks who had a bad attitude towards Chu Yang yesterday now worshipped him as a god. After getting the elixir distributed by Chu Yang, these monks walked into the tents excitedly and gave the elixir to the patients.

"It seems that it takes some time for the elixir to take effect. We were too anxious last night."

Monk Wu Se looked at Chu Yang, and there was a bit of admiration in his eyes.

Before this, he was somewhat skeptical about Chu Yang's approach, but now he was full of admiration for Chu Yang. He really didn't expect that a problem that many masters couldn't solve was solved by Chu Yang in just a few days.

Speaking of which, this time the plague was also checked by masters from the sects and some major schools, but these people were helpless and failed to solve the fundamental problem.