Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1217 A good recipe
Lan Daoxing put his hands behind his back and walked around the front row a few times, then turned around and asked, "Where did it happen? When? Did you go insane during your retreat? You said you died, where did you die?"

"Master Lan, don't you remember what I told you before I left?"

"I remember you said you wanted to make achievements. You said you wanted to accomplish achievements like Shennong, so that you could enter the heaven with dignity. You said you wanted to go into seclusion, and I didn't stop you - could it be that you were refining the elixir and went astray while improving your cultivation?"

"That's half true." Zhu Xianxi shook his head and said, "It's true that I became possessed because of the elixir I took. But my elixir is not for breakthroughs, but for healing. What I made is a panacea that can cure all diseases. I wrote a recipe that no one has ever achieved!"

"And then he ate it himself and died?"

"I was thinking that I had to test the medicine myself. And then...then the person died."

Lan Daoxing covered his forehead and said, "What kind of thing are you doing? You haven't eaten the pills you made for so many years, and you missed many opportunities..."

Lan Daoxing didn't want to talk about it anymore. Zhu Xianxun had been stuck in his obsession for so many years. He was worried that if his body was damaged, it would affect the throne. Now he finally mustered up the courage and took a vacation to retreat. Unexpectedly, the worst thing happened. He actually ate himself to death.

What Lan Daoxing couldn't understand was that this medicine was not made for himself, but for others - it was not used for ascension, but for saving lives and curing diseases.

He had noticed from the beginning that there was a faint halo surrounding Zhu Xianxun. It was not only about power, but also about merit.

"What kind of medicine is it? Why do you think your medicine can cure all diseases?"

"I think the Heaven is about to ascend. But there are always some people who can't ascend, and we always need someone to stay and take care of those unfortunate people who can't ascend. I think the Heaven needs to be responsible for all the people. I think I must be responsible. I can't abandon them. So I hope to use the power of the Heaven to create a medicine that can cure all mortal diseases. My plan is to fight poison with poison."

"Go on, keep talking, I'm listening." Lan Daoxing sat down next to them.

"I think the key to all this lies in 'poison'. I hope to cure all diseases through poison. Specifically, I hope that this drug can efficiently, accurately and orderly activate the human immune system through toxicity, so as to eliminate all foreign substances that invade the human body. In this way, diseases that have plagued humans for a long time, including cancer and other chronic diseases, can be eliminated by the body's own immune system. This will be the treatment with the least burden on patients."

"So, what's your plan?"

"I think we should look for a 'super virus' as a carrier. Through some divination, I know that some of the viruses I need are frozen in the pathogens in the Arctic. These viruses have never appeared in human civilization history, or even biological history. I hope to use this virus as a carrier to refine a panacea to cure everyone in the world. This will completely replace all medical books designed for mortal diseases since Shennong's Herbal Medicine, and will put a perfect end to worldly medicine."

"It ended your life, didn't it? Does your wife know?"

"He doesn't know yet, and I dare not tell him." Zhu Xianxin's voice became smaller - he had not told anyone about this matter except Lan Daoxing.

"Master Lan, what about the throne?" Another Zhu Xianxun suddenly asked, "If I continue in this state, what should I do?"

"As long as there is someone to sit on the throne, any one of you three can do it. What I'm worried about is the succession to the throne. After all, there is only one queen. Which of you three will live at home? If this problem is not solved, everything will be in chaos."

"Ahhh!" Zhu Xianxi finally couldn't help it. "I thought I could cure mortal diseases. I didn't expect to be challenged by extraordinary diseases. Is this what extraordinary diseases are like? Oh my God, what should I do! If I can't cure it, I will be disabled! Zhenren, do you have medicine?"

"No." He looked at Zhu Xianxi, "I think your only gain this time is that you have become a celestial being." From the first glance, he found that Zhu Xianxi had indeed been promoted to a celestial being. In fact, he was about to have a merit wheel. Because in nature, he really died for the people of the world. His righteousness shocked the heaven and earth, and a symbol of merit light wheel appeared behind him. This was the merit that Fu Yuanshan had never cultivated in his entire life.

"That's a huge reward! If possible, I don't want this wheel of merit! I want to go home safe and sound."

"First of all, we can characterize this matter." Lan Daoxing emphasized, "First of all, you are not dead. For a superhuman like you, the boundary between life and death is different from that of ordinary people. Moreover, even by ordinary people's standards, the continuity of your consciousness has not been interrupted, so you are not dead at all. However, you are indeed sick. This is a disease of superhumans, which has truly affected your life and even human relations. I think, if this is an industrial injury assessment, it should be a serious injury."

"Ah, maybe." Zhu Xianxin covered his forehead while speaking, "Maybe I am not really dead. But at that time, I definitely felt that I was poisoned to death."

"Is the medicine still there?"

"Yes." Zhu Xianxi took out a small gourd from his pocket, "Master Lan, do you want to try it?"

"." Lan Daoxing took the gourd, took out a pill and ate it.

“You really eat!”

"It's okay. I can run the virtual meridians of the small circulation." Lan Daoxing closed his eyes, gathered his strength for a while, and suddenly opened his eyes:
"Good fellow! Where did you find this virus? If given enough time, this thing will probably kill half of the mortals on Earth! How could you dig up such a thing? Now you're the only one dead, you're actually really lucky!"

"So, does this medicine work?"

"I'm sure it works." Lan Daoxing handed the gourd back. "Perhaps this is the right path for you. Promote through merit, not practice, and use merit to sense the heaven and earth. Although this doesn't seem like Taoism, you don't necessarily have to rely on Taoism to become an immortal. Didn't Xu Fu also have magic? You imitated saints of more than three generations, but this is indeed the behavior of ancient saint kings. You are very close to the Tao."

"But I don't want to die now! I want to live!"

"I know, so you found the right person." He looked at Zhu Xianxun, "Go find Xu Fu. If you want to resurrect the dead, he has the method - so how did you know you should find him?"

“Someone told me that.”

"Okay, okay. Did this person tell you why it would be useful to go to Xu Fu?"

Zhu Xianxi shook his head violently.

"I'll tell you, because Xu Fu saved a dead man before - in Changsheng Palace on July 7, in the middle of the night when no one was talking. Go to Changsheng Palace in Penglai to find him, he will help you."

"Can he really help me?"

"Freeing people from regrets is the business of the Penglai Immortals. But whether it can be solved depends on the price you are willing to pay. Penglai is different from our Kunlun lineage."

(End of this chapter)