Master of Great Calamity

There are countless epidemics in the world, and once they do evil, they will be very serious, but as long as the right medicine is prescribed, it is not difficult to solve.

Doctors in the ordinary world can deal with it, let alone immortals who are practicing. Fang Yuan has never participated in the study of alchemy, but he still knows a little bit about the pharmacology. These pharmacopoeias are all memorized. In addition, the higher the level of cultivation, the understanding of the physical body is more subtle.

In terms of medicine, he even took a elixir to improve the efficacy of the medicine. It didn't make sense that it couldn't cure the plague. He had persuaded him with the pill, not to mention this plague. People in this tribe would not even get sick for a few years.

Bring people in!

Fang Yuan was in a slightly depressed mood, so he could only make a distinction first. Guan Ao had obeyed his orders, and brought a two-year-old child in his arms, followed by a three-year-old girl with blood-red eyes. They were two siblings. Their parents had died of illness the day after the outbreak of the epidemic. Only the two siblings remained, but both of them were also infected by the epidemic, and the younger brother was especially serious.

It hurts... Father, mother... my whole body hurts...

The little boy was carried in by Guan Ao and placed on the stone couch. He just rolled around in pain. He could actually see with the naked eye that a piece of good flesh was gradually turning black, and then formed a sore the size of the naked eye, which looked extremely terrifying.

sleep!

Seeing the little boy struggling and twisting non-stop, Fang Yuan's expression darkened, and he let out a low drink.

His magic power was boundless and tyrannical, the little boy was immediately affected by the sound of drinking, and fell into a deep sleep.

For mortals, this already has some implication that words can't be followed.

Third Master Mountain God, please save this child...

Brother, save my little brother...

Both the old priest and the little girl knelt by the door, kowtowing and begging.

Shut up and get out!

Fang Yuan was upset when he heard it, and he uttered a cold face, which frightened the two people so that they did not dare to speak, and then let Guan Ao close the door, and slowly pressed his palm on the forehead of his little boy, a ray of spiritual thoughts slowly entered his body, and examined carefully...

Changed again?

After a while, his face changed slightly, revealing a surprised expression.

He knew where the problem was, and just now he started alchemy, which was aimed at the epidemic disease just now, to set up a prescription for the disease, but he didn't expect that in less than a day, the epidemic gas would produce a change, making his elixir no longer effective. After all, for the epidemic, the most important thing is to prescribe the right medicine, no matter how precious the elixir is, as long as it is not right, it will not help.

According to the legend, there are pills that can prevent all diseases when taken with one pill, but it is to improve the strength of one's own physical body, so that people can resist the disease, rather than solve the disease. Just like Guan Ao, it's not that he hasn't been infected with the plague, and it's not that the plague is useless, it's just that his physical body is too strong, so he can resist it and won't get sick.

In fact, how many people can do like him?

If an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator came over, it might have been infected by the plague.

However, it is not that simple to save the people in this tribe. Fang Yuan still has a lot of precious medicines from spiritual plants in his hand, but even if all these medicines are refined into pills, they will not be able to save many people in this tribe. On the contrary, they may not be able to bear the medicines and die faster.

For the current epidemic, it is still very easy to deal with...

It's just, if there is some kind of change in this epidemic, so what?

Fang Yuan straightened up and frowned.

While thinking in his heart, he pushed open the stone door, but unexpectedly, he was slightly surprised when he saw it.

At this time, outside the stone gate, there were people kneeling densely and densely. Everyone in this tribe who could run ran over and knelt outside his door. Some people who were seriously ill and couldn't walk were also helped by others to kneel in front of his door...

What's more, so many people knelt at the door, yet there was no sound at all...

Is this because I told them to shut up just now, so they are afraid of disturbing themselves who are treating their children?

Fang Yuan thought of this, and seeing so many people kneeling at the door, he was a little speechless.

And none of those common people dared to speak, they just raised their heads and looked at Fang Yuan mournfully.

Third...Third Lord...

After a long silence, the old priest who was kneeling at the front spoke in a trembling voice with a hesitant expression on his face.

Shut up!

Fang Yuan suddenly scolded with a cold face, the priest who was immediately frightened did not dare to speak.

Guan Ao hurriedly said to the villagers in the tribe: Yes, please don't...

Fang Yuan said: Shut up too!

Guan Ao immediately closed his mouth, but nodded repeatedly.

Then Fang Yuan frowned and glanced at the group of people, and said in a cold voice: Is it useful to kneel here? Those who are sick, all should be sent back to rest, and those who can still run, all go out to collect herbs. I need all kinds of herbs, no matter how many, and arrange a few people to wait here. If I need anything, it must be sent to me as soon as possible!

The tribal people who were kneeling at his door were stunned for a moment, then jumped up with a bang, and rushed everywhere.

In the chaos, Fang Yuan saw that Suan Ni was quietly picking up a Ganoderma lucidum from the tribe.

call

He let out a long breath, a flash of arrogance flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes, and he thought to himself: I am a dignified Zidan cultivator, sword, magic, chess, formation, all of which are invincible to others. Could it be that now, I am going to be overwhelmed by the plague in the tribe?

Thinking so, he went back to the stone house, sat in front of the little boy on his stone couch, and meditated slightly.

Whoosh!

All of a sudden, he pressed his palm against the little boy's chest, and then pulled out a wisp of plague.

Then, without hesitation, he took this wisp of plague energy into his body, sat cross-legged in front of the stone couch, and slowly sensed the changes of this plague spirit. With his tyrannical body and surging mana, when this plague spirit entered his body, he wanted to flee in a hurry, but Fang Yuan forcibly locked all his mana, and even weakened his blood, allowing this wave of plague energy to produce changes in his body.

Soon, this epidemic has spread and is unstoppable.

The changes in the epidemic atmosphere at this time are the same as what Fang Yuan saw from the people in this tribe at the beginning.

At this time, Fang Yuan raised a ray of Qi and blood, suppressing the epidemic air, and after a long period of silence, the epidemic air suddenly produced a change, and then spread again. This is the second change he saw.

Fang Yuan frowned slightly, and suppressed again!

The plague was suppressed again, but at this moment, a third change suddenly appeared.

...

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Yes……

Fang Yuan already knew in his heart that the epidemic air was exactly as he thought, it could change continuously, if it continued like this, no matter what kind of medicine it was, it would not be able to completely cure the disease, and he could cure it for a while, but when the epidemic air changed, the patient's condition would still worsen.

To some extent, this is not like an epidemic, but a master's fight, with endless changes.

Then I want to see how many times you can change...

Fang Yuan sneered in his heart, and continued to mobilize his own blood to suppress it.

If it was on someone else, the change of the plague would take about a day. Fang Yuan couldn't spend it with him all the time, and the ordinary people in those tribes couldn't bear it either, but Fang Yuan sealed this wisp of plague in his body, but he could accelerate its change. In the shortest time, he saw all the possibilities of its change, and then looked for the right medicine.

Facts have proved that his method is correct.

During the cup of tea, this ray of plague gas, under his constant destruction and suppression, actually produced more than 30 kinds of changes. At the end, it turned back to the original plague gas appearance, and then went round and round again, continuing to invade the human body.

At this time, Fang Yuan had an idea in his mind, and with a slight movement of his mana, he forced it out of his body.

There are thirty-five changes in total. If you treat them one by one, you will not be able to save the people in these tribes. Only by finding a way to restrain all the thirty-five changes at once can these people be cured...

Slowly pondering in his heart, he frowned slightly.

It is impossible for ordinary decoctions to achieve the effect of restraining more than 30 kinds of changes in epidemic qi at one time, but for practitioners, this is relatively simple. Some panacea and treasure pills, not to mention more than 30 kinds of changes, have hundreds of changes, and there are even some magic pills. There are more than a dozen kinds of main medicines, and thousands of auxiliary medicines.

But the key point is that the current Fang Yuan doesn't understand alchemy...

The simplest elixir is not too difficult for him, but he is not sure about the more demanding ones.

With his current level, it's fine to refine some panaceas that can be turned once and twice, but it will be a bit difficult if it is higher.

But if you want to deal with this kind of plague, I'm afraid it will take at least rank eight or even rank nine panacea to achieve the effect!

In that case...

Fang Yuan pondered for a while, then he had an idea in his mind. He went out first, and immediately opened the furnace to refine alchemy. He refined seven or eight pills for the second change of the epidemic, and then let Guan Ao take it. One was kept in the tribe, and the people in the tribe took it by decocting water as before.

The epidemic that has suppressed the change this time will change again, at least it will take a day and a half, and the body will be stronger and stronger, maybe it can last for two or three days, and taking advantage of this time, Fang Yuan wants to do the last thing with peace of mind...

He took out a copy of The Beginning of Alchemy from his Qiankun bag, and began to learn alchemy.