It would be an exaggeration to say that Fang Yuan can stay in this mountain forever, but staying for ten or eight years has little effect on him. After all, it’s quiet here, and he can do what he wants to do. Feeling satisfied, nothing more.

Guan Ao was not happy before. After all, Fang Yuan was able to stay alive, but he didn't stay alive. The most important thing was to eat. Fang Yuan didn't eat fireworks. He also drank alcohol and drank vegetables. , But he didn’t have that much demand in this area. He usually took a panacea, or eat a fairy fruit, and he could spend the day in peace. I was panicking, but fortunately, nowadays there are people from this tribe who regard him as a mountain **** and solve his big problem.

The tribesmen always presented all kinds of game and various kinds of salt and other things. Except for the beautiful women, he accepted them politely. Even the rooster was very excited and happy about it. Beside him, Yao Wu Yang Wei, mixed food and drink, occasionally bitten a few beasts that threatened the tribe's beasts, and now they are respected and known as Master Shanshen II...

　　 For Fang Yuan and the white cat, the people in these tribes have also seen it once or twice, but they didn't care much.

　　A cat, isn't it just to catch the mouse?

　　 There is also the young man in the green robe, white and pure, thin and weak, it must be the follower of the mountain **** master!

　　……

　　……

Of course, no matter how much Fang Yuan likes this kind of life, he had to leave when he was close to a year. The reason is very simple. The magical spells he had learned before have now been integrated into Xuanhuang’s qi. He began to feel that he had a serious shortage of basic knowledge. To a certain extent, he also began to lack food, but he was just studying and practicing food.

Then, just when he started planning when to leave this place, Guan Ao, who was a mountain **** in several tribes, was very satisfied and suddenly hurriedly returned to Dongfu, looking at Fang Yuan anxiously: "Fang Xiaoge Son, will you cure?"

　　 Fang Yuan heard it, but was a little surprised: "Who is sick?"

　　 "A big plague suddenly appeared in the tribe, very powerful..."

　　 Guan Ao's face was anxious and said, "A lot of people have died, they all asked me to treat them, but I... I won't..."

　　 "A plague?"

　　 Fang Yuan frowned slightly, and suddenly sensed something, carefully looked at Guan Ao, then frowned slightly.

Now he has formed a golden pill, nourishes the soul, and the power of induction is far from comparable to the time when the foundation was built. At this time, he clearly realized that Guan Ao has not returned for a few days, but his Qi has actually changed. His eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the Qi machine seemed to be a little weak. It seemed that he was about to be a precursor to a serious illness, but this made him feel subdued and eager to sit down.

After careful investigation, he was sure in his heart that Guan Ao seemed to be contaminated with some kind of disgust, but his physical strength was really strong, which only suppressed it, but it is also conceivable that ordinary people have encountered this kind of disgust. Qi, what will be the result.

　　 "Take me to see it!"

　　After concentrating for a while, Fang Yuan said to Guan Ao.

　　 Guan Aodeng was overjoyed, and hurriedly got up in front to lead the way, and the other outside was also staring at the probe.

Running the mana, taking off, taking Fang Yuan's current practice, but most of the time, he has already reached the nearest tribe. At first glance, his face suddenly changed slightly, and I saw that the tribe was above the sky, and it actually coalesced. There is a thin layer of black gas, very weird, and below, there is a mourning in the tribe, and the sound of crying and moaning can be heard from time to time.

　　 pressed the head of the cloud, and the people who could walk around the tribe immediately gathered around, pulling Guan Ao's trousers for help.

Guan Ao is such a big man, but at this time he is helpless and has to persuade him: "It's okay, it's okay, Brother Fang is here, but he is the most capable person, you can rest assured, rest assured, he will definitely save Yours……"

Fang Yuan ignored the others and walked around in the tribe, but only saw a shocking sight. I saw that the plague was extremely heavy. Most of the hundreds of people in this tribe were infected with the disease. Crimson eyes, more serious blood flow will come down, the body is also festering, the strong Orion also lost his strength, dying on the stone bed waiting to die.

　　 Run mana a little, and you can even see that in the air, I don’t know how many dead souls are crying.

　　 "This plague is so powerful..."

Fang Yuan explored it a bit, but it was determined that it was not poisoned by someone, or was infested by some kind of devil qi. It was indeed plagued, but the plague came too fast, three or four days ago , Guan Ao has also been here, and I haven't seen anything strange. Now, in just three or four days, a big plague has actually come, and the entire tribe has become a **** on earth...

　　 "Brother Fang, can you help them?"

　　 Guan arrogantly rubbed his hands and followed Fang Yuan behind him step by step.

　　 "How many other tribes?"

　　 Fang Yuan did not answer, let Guan Ao lead the way, and glanced at several other places.

　　 turned out that this plague was really terrible, and several other tribes also looked the same.

　　 Looking at Guan Ao's eyes, Fang Yuan nodded and said, "I'll try it!"

　　 Guan Ao heard the words, and was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted to the people in the tribe: "Relief, peace of mind, there is a rescue..."

　　 The people in the tribe, even if they were dying, immediately exuded a little charm.

Although he has planned to leave, facing the villagers of these tribes is so miserable, Fang Yuan can't be regarded as turning a blind eye. For him, this is not a question of salvation or non-rescue. It is just a question of how to rescue problem!

　　 slightly groaned in his heart, then raised his hand and pressed, and a faint purple mandrel centered on him and spread out to the entire tribe.

　　As the purple light spreads, everyone in the tribe at the same time appears a bit spiritual.

　　Some people clearly noticed the changes in themselves, and some yelled in surprise.

However, Fang Yuan’s face was still not relaxed. He just temporarily cast a pill of light and dispersed it into the body of the tribe to help them resist the plague. Mana could already enhance the energy of the person and resist the plague. But this is also a cure for the symptoms and the root cause, and it is impossible to eradicate their disease, and it is impossible for Fang Yuan to always input mana to them to hang their lives.

　　 "Let's find some herbs first!"

　　 Fang Yuan whispered a few words to Guan Ao while pondering the method of treating plague.

Although he does not specialize in Dandao medicine, but since he has embarked on the path of spiritual practice, he also understands some medical sciences. Before the formal practice, basic pharmacology and Danfa are also one of the knowledge they must learn. Fang Yuan has mastered this It’s still good, and I have borrowed several pharmacological codes, and I’ve got the melons on the back. If it’s an ordinary epidemic, Fang Yuan didn’t dare to say that it’s easy to catch, and it’s not a big problem, but this epidemic is very serious. Try it first.

While letting Guan Ao prepare the necessary elixir, Fang Yuan flew up and looked around at the Quartet first. There must be a blast source at the beginning of the blast. If the blast source is found, remove it and cure the blast again It can be more effective with half the effort, but what surprised Fang Yuan was that he had seen it for a distance of two or three hundred miles under his flight, but found that everything was normal and had to return to the tribe.

Squatting in front of a patient, tweezing out with two fingers, capturing a breath on his body, and then running the consciousness to slowly sense it, carefully distinguishing the changes in the Qi machine, and then slowly and his own mind The pharmacology confirmed each other.

The elixirs he usually contacted were all related to spiritual practice. These pharmacology have not been in contact for a long time. Fortunately, he has a good memory, and now he has turned it over again. It is not strange. Through the identification of those grievances, I gradually got a few ideas, and then quickly conceived a few recipes in my heart, whether it works or not, I can only try it first.

　　 "Is there a red hearth?"

　　 Fang Yuan turned his head and asked a sacrifice in that tribe.

　　 "Yes...Yes..."

The sacrifice was an old man who seemed to be alive for some years, and his teeth were almost gone, but he was not stained with grief. He nodded quickly when he heard the words, and ran to his stone house and moved a dark red furnace out. , Placed on the ground.

Fang Yuan glanced at it, but found that it was made of cast iron with three legs and four holes, and there was not even a rune on it. It was just the lowest-order simple furnace in the practice world. Maybe he heard about the outside. After the furnace, I made it myself according to the gourd painting scoop, but fortunately, Fang Yuan wasn't going to cultivate it, and it wasn't even a pill taken by practitioners. The requirements were not so high.

　　 nodded to indicate that it was OK, so he picked up a few herbs, and then took an ambiguous elixir from his Qiankun bag and put it into the Dan furnace.

　　 At this time, the priest had already brought a bundle of firewood over again, so he had to stuff it into the Dan furnace.

　　 Fang Yuan reluctantly stopped him, and his index finger was a little, and under the red furnace, a green flame immediately rose up.

　　 The dumbfounded eyes of the priest, shouting: "The mountain god... Three masters..."

　　 Fang Yuan shook his head helplessly, wondering why I was a third child?

Pills are divided into Lingdan, Baodan, Shendan, and Xiandan, and each type of Dan is divided into one to nine turns~lightnovelpub.net~ One turn is a change, nine turns into the most changed, the highest grade of the most difficult, the most difficult Refining can’t be done at Fang Yuan’s current level, but now it’s only the medicine for curing the plague, not even the magic pill, let alone mentioning a few revolutions, so under his careful control It went very smoothly.

　　 After three fires, the Dan furnace was already smelling fragrant, and in the sickly tribe, everyone smelled refreshed.

　　 "Take the big disaster to boil water and cook dan, no matter whether it is sick or not, people take a bowl!"

Fang Yuan took out the panacea, and saw that it was red like a pigeon egg, and did not take it directly to anyone. After all, the elixir in his Qiankun bag was added to it. The medicine is too strong. The ordinary person with strong physique will eat it. The direct meridian burst came to the end, so it was just a big disaster, put the Elixir in it, then boiled it in a fierce fire, and then put out the hot water for people to take.

　　 Soon, the tribes who had taken the Danshui look better, and the sound of groaning was much less.

　　 Guan Ao looked straight and rejoiced, the other party said: "Brother Fang, I know you know everything..."

　　And the people who recovered some spirits in the tribe came together to thank the mountain gods and the three mountain gods.

　　 "Thank you Lord Shanshen!"

Fang Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little sensitive to this title, but although the plague was obviously improved, he did not rush to leave. He stayed with the tribe that night and prepared some more herbs, planning to take this outbreak once. eradicate.

　　 But what he did not expect was that, on the same night, the people in the tribe suddenly became worse and the situation was menacing.

　　 Fang Yuan had some doubts immediately: "It doesn't make sense..."