Li Wenjun was not really obsessed, but his heart was touched by Xu Yidan's words.

What touched him was not that Xu Yidan wanted to directly inject the liquid medicine into the patient's blood vessels, but that he said that there were several drug treatment methods that could replace the pills.

Compared with several methods, there is no doubt that the process of making pills into pills after boiling the herbs is the most complicated, and the difficulty of the other methods is much lower. Especially boiling medicinal soup, which Li Wenjun is very familiar with.

Who hasn't been sick? Who hasn't used a casserole to boil the medicine caught by Lang Zhong into a medicinal soup?

There is also an advantage of boiling medicinal soup, that is, there is no need for an alchemy furnace, which effectively avoids Li Wenjun's biggest shortcoming. Just going to the pharmacy and buying a new casserole will solve the problem. Like an alchemy furnace, even if he wanted to buy it, he had nowhere to buy it.

Of course, there are drawbacks to doing so.

Li Wenjun has not tried it, nor has he compared it, but his intuition told him that the loss of gathering qi that should have been refined into pills was changed to boiling into medicinal soup, and in the eyes of some people, it may be more than worth the loss. However, Li Wenjun didn't think so, if he insisted on refining the Qi Gathering Disperse after mastering the correct refining method and buying the alchemy furnace, he didn't know how much time it would take.

Li Wenjun can not care about money, he doesn't care how much effort he makes, and he even doesn't hesitate to fight for that slim hope, but he doesn't care about anything, and the last thing he wants is to waste time. The sooner he succeeds in cultivating immortals, the more he will be able to save his life in this dangerous mortal world.

Li Wenjun had no intention of continuing to listen to Xu Yidan talk about the art of making pills, but he didn't leave, he just sat there, his ears didn't listen to what was going on outside the window, and he deduced how to improve the feasibility of the method of gathering qi and dispersing refining without distraction.

When Li Wenjun had a clue, Xu Yidan happened to finish speaking, and people got up one after another and flocked to Xu Yidan, everyone wanted to be able to communicate with Xu Yidan more closely, and by the way, climb the friendship.

Li Wenjun got up, didn't look at Xu Yidan again, turned around, hurriedly left Mengxue, left Zhangfu, and went straight to the place where he was resting.

When he returned to the house, Li Wenjun saw Sun Baicao and Sun Jianing, father and son, sitting in the courtyard with a sad face.

"Uncle Sun, what's wrong with you?" asked Li Wenjun.

Sun Baicao sighed and didn't speak. However, Sun Jianing explained: "Brother Wen Jun, our family sells medicinal herbs to a fixed medicinal herb dealer every year. We're all old relationships. His purchase price was slightly higher than the purchase price offered by others, and we wanted to sell him the herb this year, but we couldn't find him after two days of searching. My father heard bad news that the herb dealer had fallen ill and passed away. ”

"That's right. Li Wenjun comforted, "Uncle Sun, don't be too anxious to get angry. There are so many medicinal herb merchants here in Harvest Town, maybe you can find a more generous master than the original herb merchant, and you will make more money. ”

Sun Baicao smiled bitterly, and he said: "Wen Jun, you don't have to worry about our affairs, I will take care of it." If you have something to do, keep doing yours. If there's anything I need your help with, I'll let you know. ”

Sun Baicao observed the words and saw that Li Wenjun had been going out in a hurry for two consecutive days, so he knew that Li Wenjun must have something wrong, so he didn't want to disturb Li Wenjun. For this teenager, he always doesn't forget to take a look at him.

Li Wenjun nodded and said, "Okay, I may not go out in the next few days, Uncle Sun, if you can use me, just speak." ”

Back in the house, Li Wenjun took out "Changchun Gong" and the Four Treasures of the Study, turned to the page that recorded the gathering of qi and dispersed, and pondered it seriously from beginning to end. Once he thinks of something, he will write it down in Mao to prevent it from being forgotten for a while.

By the afternoon of the next day, Li Wenjun had read the refining method of gathering qi and dispersing it hundreds of times, and had used dozens of sheets of 32-open paper, and he had recorded all the points that could be imagined on the paper, and worked out corresponding measures to deal with them.

After that, Li Wenjun went out, he found a pharmacy, under the pretext of contracting the wind and cold, grabbed a few pills, and bought two more casseroles. Then he went to the grocery store and bought two stoves, a few bags of charcoal, a large bath tub, and an iron pot.

Some of these guys are used to make medicinal soups, and some are used to make medicinal baths. The reason why he used the method of medicinal bath, instead of directly pouring the refined medicinal soup into his stomach, was because Li Wenjun did not dare to guarantee that the medicinal soup he had boiled would be able to be used, in case the brewing was wasted, there would be too many impurities and toxins in it, and it would definitely be hopeless if poured into the stomach, and the medicinal bath would have a buffer to some extent.

After preparing to stop, Mr. Li Wenjun put the medicine for wind and cold into a large clay pot, filled it with water, put it on the stove, and boiled it.

Li Wenjun has never refined the pill of gathering qi and dispersing, nor has he boiled the medicinal soup of gathering qi and dispersing, he has boiled medicine for his parents before, and he knows that usually when he boils medicine, he will emit a strong medicinal fragrance. Through the scent of these herbs, those who know the know may be able to distinguish which herbs are inside.

The several medicinal herbs used by Li Wenjun are relatively precious, especially the nearly two-hundred-year-old wild mountain essence, which is even more rare treasure, or he snatched it from Wu Xuemei's men, if he was boiling the medicinal soup, someone passed by the courtyard and smelled the smell of the wild mountain essence, it would definitely be a trouble.

Although it is said that Harvest Town is now full of medicinal herbs, and the streets and alleys are full of medicinal smells, and no one may be able to show wild mountain spirits, but being cautious can always avoid some trouble. What Li Wenjun is most afraid of now is trouble, he thinks that he can make the medicinal soup smoothly and smoothly, and succeed in cultivation as soon as possible, as long as he crosses the threshold, the number of people who can threaten him will be reduced a lot.

Taking advantage of the heat of the typhoid medicine in the stove, Li Wenjun took out the storage package and took out the Mochizuki cliff grass and other medicinal herbs stored inside.

He had already handled these herbs simply, and according to the formula of gathering qi and dispersing, he divided the Moon Cliff Grass and others one by one, and wrapped them in more than a dozen paper packets. After all the herbs were divided, there were still a few herbs left behind, but the number was not very large.

Li Wenjun took one and poured it into the clay pot, then took out the wild mountain essence, carefully cut it a little bit, and put it in the clay pot to make medicine. Subsequently, Li Wenjun went to the clay pot to store water.

After the clay pot containing the typhoid medicine boiled up and the strong smell of medicine wafted out, Li Wenjun lit a fire in another stove and began to boil the medicinal soup that gathered qi and dispersed it.

Li Wenjun didn't know that he had inadvertently taken the right path. Immortal cultivators have bathed with medicinal decoction and other baths since ancient times. This method is usually suitable for low-level immortal cultivators, but after reaching the middle and advanced level, basically no one uses it, it's not that this method doesn't work, but the herbs and other heavenly treasures that are suitable for intermediate and high-level immortal cultivators' medicinal baths are really too difficult to find.

Of course, medicinal baths and pills are also highly professional things that need to be guided. Including the dispensing of medicinal baths, how to boil, etc., there is a lot of knowledge in this, not rashly, take out some herbs, put them in the clay pot, add some water, and make a fire to make a medicinal soup suitable for human use.

Fortunately, Qi Gathering Dispersion is a very low-level elixir, and the herbs it needs can be collected by Li Wenjun and an ordinary person in the secular mountains, so you can imagine how low-level it is. Low-grade herbs have a characteristic that they are easy to handle and do not require much from refiners. It's like the poor have a cheap life to feed, no matter how you get it, you can do it.

Li Wenjun pondered for so long in advance, which is also good for him. He didn't know how to boil the medicinal soup of gathering qi and dispersing, he basically followed the refining method recorded in the "Changchun Gong" to boil the gathering qi dispersion. When to use a simmer, when to use a fire, etc., strictly follow the method.

Nearly an hour later, he put out the fire, looking at the medicinal soup in the casserole that was not black, gray and brown, and he had no bottom in his heart. He took a porcelain bowl, poured out the medicinal soup from the casserole, and set it aside. Then Li Wenjun put the iron pot on the stove, used a bucket to bring water, poured it into the iron pot, and boiled the water.

After about half a pillar of incense, a pot of water boiled. Li Wenjun poured the water into the bath bucket, mixed it with cold water, adjusted it to a temperature suitable for him to take a bath, and then he poured the brewed medicinal soup into the bath bucket.

When the soup is poured into the water, it spreads like a cloud of ink dripping into the water, and after a few moments, most of the water in the tub changes color.

Li Wenjun looked at the reddish-brown water a little stunned, and after working hard, he mixed the bath soup, but at this moment, he hesitated. No one could tell him if the whole process of mixing was correct, and if something went wrong, he recklessly jumped into the tub, and if he didn't get it right, there would be a problem.

Be cautious!

Li Wenjun hurriedly ran outside, bought a lamb, and when he got home, he scooped some bath soup from the bathtub into the copper basin where he washed his face, and then soaked the bleating lamb into the copper basin.

After waiting for a pillar of incense, the lamb was alive and kicking, and nothing happened.

While Li Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief, new doubts surfaced in his heart, could it be that the bath soup he had concocted had no effect at all? Otherwise, why didn't the lamb have anything to do? Could it be that this lamb was more suitable for cultivation than him?

I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't have a clue.

Li Wenjun shook his head, it was useless to think about it, whether the bath soup was useful or not, he still needed to jump in and try it himself.

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