As the emerald green elixir fell into Tang Feng's hands, the golden light around him disappeared, and the previously placed herbs also disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
Looking at the little pill in his hand, Tang Feng couldn't help laughing bitterly and said to himself, "before, I never took little yiben pill seriously. I didn't expect that now on the earth, it has become a panacea. It's really a turn of geomantic omen."
There is no cheap medicine to make this little yiben pill, and it's even more expensive. This little pill looks unimportant, but in fact it can be changed into a big villa.
Tang Feng put the small yiben pill in a small wooden box, and his eyes fell on the bone refining grass.
The appearance of liangucao is very similar to that of ginseng. No wonder other people mistook it for ginseng. However, its efficacy is very different from ginseng. Even Wannian ginseng is not as good as Centennial liangucao.
It's obvious that this bone refining grass has not been picked for a long time, and its root is still covered with soil. Although it seems to be wilting, it is still alive. Tang Feng holds it in his hand, and his mouth can't help smiling. He just needs to find a place to plant it, take good care of it, and then it can be used as medicine when it is mature and has efficacy.
Before, Tang Feng thought that Wanyuan pill could not be refined because he thought that bone refining grass, which is indispensable, is a kind of medicinal material that is not available on earth. Now, how can he not be happy with the appearance of bone refining grass?
Tang Feng carefully placed the bone refining grass on an empty wooden box, ignoring the rest of the other herbs. He just took the wooden box and the wooden box with little Yi Ben Dan and walked towards the outside of the garden.
While walking, Tang Feng suddenly came up with an idea: since the bone refining grass can be found on the earth, does it mean that other elixirs that he thought did not exist on the earth before may also grow here? It's just that these elixirs are lost among other plants, and no one has ever found them.
With this in mind, Tang Feng only felt ecstatic in his heart. If so, it would be just around the corner for him to restore the original spirit and return to the peak!
This joyful mood made him smile uncontrollably. When he walked to the front hall and saw Zhang Qingyu waiting for him, he was still on his face.
When Zhang Qingyu saw Tang Feng before, he was always expressionless. Even if he was smiling, he was very indifferent. Seeing him smiling at the moment, Zhang Qingyu was stunned. Seeing Tang Feng like this, this medicine should be very successful, but he was carrying a wooden box, and he didn't see him carrying a bowl. Where is the medicine?
Not only does Zhang Qingyu think so, but Zhang Zhenbei and ChuChu also look puzzled. They both watch Tang Feng come in. ChuChu seems to want to say something to Tang Feng. But just when he leans forward and wants to speak, Zhang Zhenbei pulls her to stop her from speaking. ChuChu bites her lip and closes up reluctantly.
Just when Zhang Qingyu was suspicious, Tang Feng came to him, took out the small wooden box from his pocket, handed it to him, and said: "after taking it, regulate the breath and exercise, let the true Qi rise from your heart pulse, swim away your whole body meridians, and finally return to your heart pulse. Once every night, for 15 days in a row, you can repair your heart pulse and make your current disease recover."
Just as Tang Feng was speaking, Zhang Qingyu couldn't wait to open the wooden box. At the moment when Xiaoyi bendan was exposed, a strange sound filled the whole room, which made people who smelled it feel refreshed.
Zhang Zhenbei and ChuChu, standing behind Zhang Qingyu, can't help but look over their heads. They are not martial arts practitioners. Naturally, they can't see what's wonderful about Xiaoyi bentan. They just feel that it's fragrant and can't help smelling more.
Zhang Qingyu has seen the world. His hands can't help shaking. His eyes are staring at the pill. His eyes are about to fall out. His excited lips are trembling, but he can't say a word.
Tang Feng continued: "if you want to continue to practice in the future, there is no problem. This little yiben pill can not only cure your old wounds, but also help to open up your channels and collaterals. Even if your practice has been delayed for decades, it will not hinder at all."
"Xiao Yi Ben Dan," Zhang Qingyu murmured the name, his voice choked with joy and excitement. "I thought I was dying, and I didn't have much time, and I didn't even dare to think about it. I didn't expect that I could be so lucky that I could get this elixir. How can I repay you?"
When he said these words, Zhang Qingyu was already full of tears. He put the small wooden box containing Xiaoyi bendan on the eight immortals table beside him. He looked at Tang Feng with tearful eyes and wanted to kneel down to him.
His action surprised Zhang Zhenbei and ChuChu. Tang Feng held out his hand and said faintly, "if you can get these herbs again, I'll come back half a month later and refine a pill for you. The effect will be better."
"No problem, I will get it! You must get it Zhang Qingyu was flattered and nodded, not to mention getting those herbs again. Now Tang Feng asked him to pick the stars, and he would immediately buy a rocket.
For Zhang Qingyu, it's unexpected that he can get this pill. Unexpectedly, Tang Feng said that he had to refine another pill for him, which made him a little confused about what to say. For the first time, he had been through countless trials and hardships and had seen countless scenes.
Tang Feng patted the wooden box that he had brought with him and said faintly, "what's in it is ginseng. I have other uses. If you don't mind, can you give it to me?"
"Well, well, whatever Mr. Tang wants, just take it. Don't ask me. As long as Mr. Tang needs, I can take all the things I have
Even if Tang Feng asked Zhang Qingyu for all his property, he would not blink now, let alone a ginseng?
No matter how much money you have, what's the use of spending your life? As long as you live, you can earn as much money as you want. There is only one life, but you can't buy it.
Zhang Qingyu has seen countless TCM and Western medicine for so many years, and he knows in his heart that the disease can't be cured by doctors. In fact, he has been ready to die for a long time. The appearance of Tang Feng has made him get his life back in vain, and also made him see the hope of setting foot on the road of Wu Xiu again. He is naturally very grateful. He will not refuse what Tang Feng wants.