Chapter 18: Practicing in the Medicine Cauldron

Wu Yan followed his master back to the Thousand Medicine Valley of Xiaogushan Mountain and lived a boring life of closed cultivation. This time, he cultivated even more crazily.

This experience completely changed his mind. Jianghu people have a heart as hard as iron. He truly experienced that feeling. Whether it was Master Feng or Hu Bao from Broken Blade Hall, they were all like this. He now felt a little strange about himself. He felt that he had changed and became cruel and ruthless. He felt that he was also selfish and afraid of death, so when he killed those people from Broken Blade Hall, he did not hesitate at all. When he saw Hu Bao killing those innocent men and women in gorgeous clothes from the family planning medicine shop, he did not intend to stop him.

Jianghu people can regard the lives of others as worthless for their own lives and interests. Those legendary heroes who do justice may just be the beautiful wishes imagined by the weak. Anyway, Wu Yan felt that this trip to the rivers and lakes completely changed his mind.

Without powerful skills and strong strength to rely on, life in the rivers and lakes is like a child's play. Wu Yan didn't want to die in the hands of others in the future, so he wanted to become stronger. This was his only goal and motivation.

He spent a lot of time every day practicing the second level of the nameless formula. In addition to this, he spent the rest of his time practicing the Fengyun Nine Swords and Fengyun Step.

This time, in the process of killing those Broken Blade Hall disciples, he finally realized the power of this set of exercises created by the ancestor of the Iron Sword Alliance.

However, what made him helpless was that when he practiced the Fengyun Nine Swords and Fengyun Step, he made rapid progress, but when he practiced the nameless formula, his practice speed was so slow that he went crazy. Even if he took two pills of Condensing Essence Pills every day, his progress was still so slow that it seemed as if he was not moving at all.

He told Master Feng about this situation. Master Feng didn't say anything to blame him, but just told him to practice well every day, and he would solve other things.

Seeing the old Pharmacist Feng personally supervising two servants dressed as farmers to take care of the three acres of medicine garden every day, Wu Yan felt even more guilty. He knew that most of these medicines were prepared for him, but he had somewhat failed his master's expectations, so he practiced even more crazily and desperately.

Ten days after returning to the mountain, Pharmacist Feng went out of the valley again. When he came back, his face was not very good. He had a gloomy face and paced in the study with a heavy heart.

Early the next morning, Pharmacist Feng knocked on Wu Yan's door. Outside the door, Pharmacist Feng was holding a big bag in his hand, standing there with an indifferent face. Behind him, there were four strong men carrying a large copper tripod that was more than one person tall.

Pharmacist Feng directed the four strong men to carry the big tripod into Wu Yan's stone house. After the four strong men put the big tripod away, they took the money from Pharmacist Feng and left with expressions of confusion and joy on their faces.

The four of them were blacksmiths in Gushan Town. They were a little curious and didn't understand why the old man bought such a big tripod and put it in the house. However, they didn't have the courage to ask. This is the territory of the Iron Sword League, which is a famous gang in the world. Unless they want to die, they will ask about such taboos.

The big tripod was placed in the middle of Wu Yan's room. The shape of the big tripod was very strange. The top looked like a big bathing pool where you can take a bath, and there was a fire pool with a door below.

"This Condensing Essence Pill doesn't seem to be of much help to your cultivation. From now on, you will practice in the medicine I personally prepared." Elder Feng climbed onto the big tripod, opened the bag in his hand, and poured out a pile of dried herbs. Wu Yan watched from the side and found that he recognized many of the herbs in it. Looking at the color and appearance of those herbs, they were clearly herbs that were more than ten years old.

"Go to the Cangjian Pond outside to get a few buckets of water and fill this tripod seven-tenths full." Pharmacist Feng said to Wu Yan.

Wu Yan took the big wooden barrel as he said and started to fetch water. After carrying ten buckets of water, the cauldron was already seven-tenths full. Pharmacist Feng also filled the fire pit under the cauldron with dry wood and lit it.

The raging flames burned fiercely in the fire pit, and thick smoke billowed out from the exhaust port above the cauldron. In a moment, the whole stone house was filled with thick smoke, choking the two people and making them unable to open their eyes.

Pharmacist Feng seemed to have thought of this situation a long time ago. He took a black short sword more than a foot long from the study and climbed up to Wu Yan's stone house. Wu Yan stood in the house, enduring the choking of the thick smoke, fiddling with the wood in the fire pit. After a while, the wood burned more fully, and the smoke produced was much less.

At this time, there was a crackling sound on the roof of the stone house. Wu Yan looked up in surprise and found a ray of black light emerging from the stone wall of the roof.

The black light drew a circle along the solid granite above, and a whole piece of granite as big as a human head fell from the roof and hit the ground.

The cuts on all four sides of the fallen granite were as smooth as a mirror. Wu Yan was secretly surprised. He could cut these granites so smoothly, and it seemed that cutting was as easy as cutting tofu. What kind of weapon did he use to be so sharp?

Could this be the legendary magic weapon that can cut iron like mud? Wu Yan raised his head and looked at the round hole as big as a human head. The expressionless face of Feng Yaoshi appeared in the round hole, pale and creepy.

In his hand, he was holding a black short sword that was more than a foot long. Wu Yan remembered the black light that just appeared on the granite.

It seems that Pharmacist Feng just used this black short sword to cut this hole in the stone roof.

A bamboo as thick as a bowl stretched down from the stone hole above, just touching the exhaust port on the cauldron. The thick smoke in the house gradually dissipated. The new smoke from the cauldron was discharged along the bamboo with the joints opened.

Pharmacist Feng soon appeared in the stone house again. The black short sword was inserted into a black shark skin sheath by him.

Pharmacist Feng stood aside, occasionally testing the water temperature inside with his hands, observing the changes in the herbs in the cauldron and the changes in the color of the liquid medicine. An hour later, the water in the entire cauldron was bubbling and boiling, and the strong aroma of medicine filled the whole stone house. Pharmacist Feng put out the fire and waited for another half an hour. The water temperature cooled down and the medicinal effect of the liquid medicine just reached its peak. He said to Wu Yan, "Okay, take off your clothes and go in to practice."

Wu Yan took off his clothes as he was told, jumped into the medicine, and sat cross-legged. Because the whole cauldron was very large, the medicine just flooded his lower lip, which did not prevent him from sitting cross-legged to practice.

Wu Yan felt the strong medicinal power around him penetrate into his body through his skin. He was overjoyed and quickly closed his eyes and practiced according to the second level of practice.

Pharmacist Feng looked for a moment, walked out, gently closed the stone door, stood outside the house, and stared at the sky in a trance. After a moment, he showed a resolute expression on his face and walked into his study.