Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 12 Divine Liquid
It took half a month for Yang Xingchen's body to regain consciousness.

He just lay there, running Qi and Blood Kung Fu and Turtle Shell Kung Fu.

Then it took another half a month for his body to return to normal.

On the ground were his scattered dead skin and stains of dried blood.

Looking at the white jade tooth that was thrown aside and a month passed, twelve drops of blue yingying liquid were produced, he felt that he couldn't help but feel angry.

Will the protagonist encounter the treasure that was promised? Are the said time travelers all the protagonists?

Why did his head short-circuit, he stepped into a pit, and almost poisoned himself to death?

Yang Xingchen ran his skills and tried to calm down his emotions.

When he calmed down, he picked up the white jade teeth, collected the twelve drops of liquid, put them on the table, and then lay on the table, looking at them in a daze.

Yang Xingchen felt that he had been tricked by his own mother.

From the time Yang Xingchen can remember, his mother would light the briquette stove every winter to keep him warm. At night, she would seal the stove door and put it where he slept to keep him warm.

The incomplete combustion of the stove produced a large amount of carbon monoxide. Yang Xingchen was poisoned by the gas and suffered from dizziness, headache, nausea, vomiting and diarrhea, general weakness, and nose bleeding.

He cried many times and told his mother that he didn't need a stove and it was just fine to sleep under a quilt.

His mother said to him angrily: "You little fool, you don't know that your mother loves you. You are used to it."

"You must be sick and have a cold. I'll get you some medicine."

At that time, my family was relatively poor, so I went to the rural hospital to get large metamizole tablets. Such large tablets, which are now banned because they are too harmful, were taken 20 tablets at a time.

After he finished eating, he had a headache and nausea and didn't want to eat.

She cried and told her mother that her illness was gone and she needed to take medicine.

His mother told him: "These are all bought with money. They are so expensive. Eat them all. Don't waste them."

After taking the metamizole tablets, the child was still not feeling well, so the parents concluded that the child was sick, so they crossed the river on a cold day through icy water and went to the township hospital to get medicine.

Carrying young Yang Xingchen on his back, he walked for more than ten miles.

He only remembered that there were packages of herbal medicines, which were bitter and astringent. Among them was a traditional Chinese medicine made from turtle shells. He was deeply impressed.

After returning, the bitter, astringent, and dark Chinese medicine soup became his nightmare again.

When Yang Xingchen was a child, every winter was his nightmare, as his parents force-fed him with medicine and forced him to smoke in the stove.

When he can't remember, smoking people with gas every winter has become a must-have item for his parents. I have always believed that my frailty and illness were caused by carbon oxide poisoning.

This caused Yang Xingchen to have a headache every time he thought about winter and every time he saw the stove, reflexively.

(These are the author’s personal experiences when he was a child. His parents were illiterate farmers, so he really couldn’t tell.)
As a person who was almost poisoned to death by his parents' toxic love since childhood, he always thought that his later tragedy was due to the poisonous coal gas that caused him to develop cerebral palsy since he was a child. He suffered from the sequelae of cerebral palsy.

But now that we have traveled or awakened to another world, has cerebral palsy also transferred to this world with the soul?

Why did you just act like a fool and devour it in one gulp without testing it?
If there is a problem, solve the problem. This thing should be useful, but people cannot use it, or their cultivation is too low to use it.

He recalled the novels he had read before, and soon the plots from each novel appeared in his mind.

So he got a big wooden bucket, dug a bucket of medicinal soil from the medicinal field he was responsible for, and put it in his room. I quietly pulled out a small seedling of blood ginseng and planted it in a flower pot.

He went to fetch a bucket of stream water, dropped a drop of blue gleaming medicine into the water, and then poured the diluted medicine into the wooden basin of the blood ginseng seedling.

After watching for a while, there was no response, so Yang Xingchen continued to practice.

When I went to Huangchashu Waterfall to practice Qigong, I saw Zhang Tiedan and Li Ming. They were not surprised at all. As practitioners, it is normal for them to retreat for a year and a half. Even after they have advanced in cultivation, they remain in retreat for hundreds or thousands of years. Very normal thing.

They hadn't seen Yang Xingchen for more than a month, so they weren't surprised at all.

Zhang Tiedan and Li Ming's qualifications are not much better than Yang Xingchen's.

Now Yang Xingchen has reached the peak of the third level of Turtle Shell Skill, and is only half a step away from the fourth to sixth levels, which are the most difficult to practice.

Even though Yang Xingchen had not practiced for more than a month due to poisoning, these two people also had not stepped into the fourth level of Turtle Shell Technique.

After a day and night, Yang Xingchen was surprised to find that the blood ginseng had grown a little bit, and it was just as he had guessed. It could be used as fertilizer to grow medicinal materials.

Looking at its vibrant appearance, in one day and one night, this precious blood ginseng seedling is equivalent to at least ten more years.

The starlight divine liquid gathered by this white jade tooth actually has such a powerful effect of accelerating the ripening of medicinal materials.

Yang Xingchen couldn't help laughing: "I'm going to take off. In just one night, I can grow twenty-year-old medicinal materials. If I keep pouring the divine liquid, isn't it the little medicine king? Eighty-thousand-year-old medicine?" King, are you able to get a hundred thousand year old medicine at your fingertips? Can you even try to grow the medicine of immortality?"

He diluted the potion into another bucket and poured it into it.

After five days of continuous watering, I got a blood ginseng that was more than a hundred years old.

It exudes a strong medicinal fragrance. It grows ten leaves and blooms into small red flowers with ten petals.

No matter the fragrance it emits, as well as the shape of its flowers and leaves, it is exactly the same as the century-old blood ginseng described in medical books.

Yang Xingchen checked carefully several times, his heart beating happily, and it took him a long time to recover.

This is a windfall that fell from the sky. If you want to eat it safely, you have to not be too high-profile.

In this world of cultivation, all medicinal materials and treasures that are beneficial to cultivation and prolonging life will arouse people's crazy competition.

How many white-haired antiques, living fossils, would fight for a herb that can extend life span for decades, or a Human Yuan fruit.

It is conceivable that once Yang Xingchen's white jade tooth is exposed, others will not only want to take away his treasure, but will also search for its soul and then destroy its body to prevent others from getting the news.

Thinking of this, Yang Xingchen felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on him. He was thinking carefully about how to improve his cultivation level quietly without being discovered.

He knew that despite the talent of Xingfeng, Hua Yunfei was infinitely famous, but there was always the successor of the ruthless emperor staring at him behind him.

That person had been lurking in Taixuan Star Peak. When Li Ruoyu met him, he said that he had felt his aura.

It is conceivable that that person may have reached an agreement with the elders of Xingfeng or the head of Taixuan Sect to secretly train Hua Yunfei.

It is very likely that he has a legal identity and is lurking in the Star Peak, not only spying on the talented disciples of Taixuan Sect, but also trying to secretly obtain the inheritance of Taixuan Sect's Secret Secrets.

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