Chapter 56: Effective Treatment Requires the Right Medicine for the Root Cause
Chapter 56: Effective Treatment Requires the Right Medicine for the Root Cause
In the past few days, the fellow disciples of Flying Eagle Mountain have escaped several pursuits by the other five sects by using the four-character evasion divine script combat technique that Wang Yan applied for.
But Jiang Linyue quickly shook her head inwardly.
Even if Wang Yan has great talent, he has only been studying for three months since entering the sect, his cultivation level is low, and he can only write a limited number of divine characters. How much of a role can he play?
Just then, Jiang Linyue's identity badge suddenly lit up.
At the same moment, her fellow disciples from Renyi Peak also quickly took out their identity badges.
Jiang Linyue quickly used her Xuan Qi to take a look, and then stared in astonishment at her tired eyes.
It's a familiar four-character combination!
"The right medicine for the right ailment brings about a miraculous recovery!"
She suddenly felt a choking sensation at the tip of her nose, and her eyes welled up with tears, as if she could see again the thin boy who was willing to help her try the herbs.
"Don't cry, I... I'll try to help you!"
He guessed she was here, and made his move again!
"If he can write it, then I can mobilize him too!"
The heavy weight that had been pressing on her chest, making it hard to breathe, seemed to have been halved, and it no longer felt so heavy.
Jiang Linyue then looked at the other senior uncles and sisters of Renyi Peak who were looking at each other in bewilderment.
Hua Xufang, who had taken over command, was puzzled: "It wasn't written by Uncle Zhou! However, the last four characters do fit the role of us medical cultivators."
Even the usually calm Senior Sister Sun Xinxiang was puzzled: "Is this some kind of divine medical text? It doesn't have any of those medical-related divine words like 'medicine,' 'life,' 'muscle,' or 'blood.' Is it really effective?"
Senior Brother Cao, who was most fond of using pills, frowned and weakly reminded everyone, "This only works if you have enough of the right medicine! Do any of you have any more medicine on you?"
medicine?
Jiang Linyue immediately took out all the medicine and pills she had on her, and then firmly declared loudly, "This disciple has them here. This disciple is willing to try them first!"
Either I'll be rid of all my pain, or I'll die here!
Moreover, the "Fleeting Light" and "Hearing All Directions" that Wang Yan provided earlier are both very useful!
Therefore, she was willing to believe him!
Once Jiang Linyue mobilized the divine character in her sea of consciousness and combined it, she saw familiar streams of great power enveloping the medicine and pills in front of her.
Immediately afterwards, this great power swiftly transformed into pairs of illusory, clean palms, which shattered the round pills into powder one by one. Then, it absorbed the medicinal properties from the surface of the herbs, fused them with streams of strange and powerful energy, and transformed them into wisps of mist energy, which landed precisely on some of the injured fellow disciples.
A few breaths later, the ashen and despair on the faces of these weak fellow disciples, who had been constantly groaning and panting, were quickly replaced by surprise, joy, and excitement.
Several streams of warm and gentle medicinal properties landed on Jiang Linyue's body, quickly repairing her wounds.
Jiang Linyue was immediately surprised to find that the faint energy in her body, which was constantly waning, was rapidly absorbing this energy and recovering.
The coldness is dissipating, the body is warming up, the weakness is gradually subsiding, and the strength is returning.
"Ah, the healing effect of this divine scripture is better than any divine scripture we've used before at Benevolent Healer Peak!"
"His skill was miraculous; he seized the opportunity perfectly. The wounded he selected were all the right ones, without a single mistake, and they were full of energy, as vibrant as springtime."
"No wonder he called it a return to spring. Spring has arrived, the cold has dissipated, and the earth is returning to warmth—it has the feel of healing and rejuvenation!"
Jiang Linyue was deeply shocked, and then looked at Hua Xufang, who was dozens of steps away, with a mixture of surprise and delight.
The dejection on Hua Xufang's face vanished, replaced by renewed spirits. He was frantically pulling medicine bottles from his storage bag, urging the other disciples of Renyi Peak, "This divine script is effective, and very fast! Fellow disciples, let's concentrate our medicinal power and save as many as we can!"
The weakened Senior Sister Tang unexpectedly opened her eyes slightly, her gaze filled with hope, and she looked at Jiang Linyue expectantly.
However, she soon realized that some of her seriously injured fellow disciples had not been healed by the illusory hands, and she sighed again: "It's useless. Once the medicine runs out, this divine inscription will lose its effect..."
Seeing Hua Xufang's expression stiffen, Jiang Linyue's heart also skipped a beat.
But soon, she firmly persuaded Senior Sister Tang, "The sect's grandmasters will surely think of this, and they will definitely find a solution using the divine runes. Senior Sister, we need to give him time!"
Senior Sister Tang looked at the radiant light on her face and the renewed brightness in her eyes with surprise, and murmured repeatedly, "Junior Brother Wang?"
"Yes, it's Wang Yan who came up with 'fleeting light.' He's best at these four-character combinations!" Jiang Linyue smiled happily and answered with certainty, then tightened her grip on the identity badge at her waist.
Wang Yan, you won't let me down this time either, right?
Hua Xufang pondered for a moment, then took out the spiral transceiver that could transmit messages, and activated it with his identity badge: "At least we've saved quite a few fellow disciples. We need to report back to the sect promptly, so they don't worry too much!"
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Inside the Divine Inscription Hall, Master Qin, who was anxiously inquiring, received feedback from the War Division after a short while: "We are short of medicinal herbs and pills, but we have healed more than twenty Profound Breaking Realm cultivators and three surviving Condensation Realm cultivators. They are temporarily able to protect themselves and are preparing to find a suitable place to hide and rest."
"I hope the sect can replenish the pills as soon as possible, especially the antidote. Grandmaster Shen has been poisoned and urgently needs the antidote!!" Grandmaster Shen Conghui of Zhantian Peak is the only cultivator in the Solidifying Yuan Realm who is still alive after this crushing defeat.
Qiu Xuankuang anxiously reminded him, "The medicine we can send will take at least another two hours to be ready. By the time we figure out a way to get it there, without the airspace mirror and the inter-domain airship, at least..." Qin Bi hurriedly looked at the "Hidden" God room: "Xiao Fang has already successfully applied; let's wait for him to come out!"
Just then, a clear announcement rang out from inside the hall.
It's a divine combination of Fang Heyun and Wang Yan's works that has made it into the top two in the category!
"Second place?" Qiu Xuankuang exclaimed immediately, a hint of joy appearing on his old face. "Second place? That breaks Uncle Fang's previous record!"
"That sentence was worth it!" Qin Bilian also cheered up and nodded happily.
After a few breaths, He Yun, his wrinkled old face flushed with shame, bowed deeply to Qin Bilian, who stood with his hands behind his back: "My literary flower has grown another half petal, and now it is a translucent five-petaled flower! I am unworthy of these 200,000 points, and I am willing to give 180,000 points to Wang Yan."
Qin Bilian's eyes showed a hint of relief and approval, then he slowly shook his head: "There are some divine characters he can't write. If he wants to save his fellow disciples, he needs to cooperate with you. You two should split the profits equally! Someone, quickly transmit this hidden combination to Flying Eagle Mountain!"
He looked again with concern at the light screen outside the room with the character "医" (medicine) on it.
Wang Yan was still trembling as he wrote in front of the stone, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat. His youthful face had a dull, grayish look, and he appeared quite haggard. His tightly pursed lips gradually turned bluish-black.
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