Chapter 28
Time passed.
Before he knew it, a month had gone by.
Fang Yi had finally completely established a firm footing in the Hundred Herbs Hall.
He had long since mastered the 【Green Bag Medical Arts】 and answered Shen Huairen's questions flawlessly and perfectly, making Shen Huairen greatly satisfied. That very afternoon, he was kept on by Shen Huairen and became the youngest resident physician at the Hundred Herbs Hall.
For a time, it caused all the apprentices and physicians to click their tongues in wonder.
And Fang Yi lived up to his learning; he soon began seeing patients and prescribing medicine, without a single mistake.
This made Shen Huairen nod gently, becoming increasingly satisfied with Fang Yi.
"It seems my junior brother really sent a piece of raw jade; this person's high comprehension and strong memory truly make him a born physician. My 【Hundred Herbs Heart Scripture】 might finally have a successor."
Shen Huairen thought to himself.
The Hundred Herbs Heart Scripture, though called 'Hundred Herbs', actually contained nine hundred and ninety-nine different medicinal herbs and insect medicines from across the world, capable of handling ninety-nine percent of the world's difficult and miscellaneous diseases. It also included a profound Qi-refining technique with wonderful effects.
He had practiced it diligently for decades; although he was already 68 years old, his complexion remained ruddy and his skin fair. If one didn't look at his hair and beard, one would almost think he was still a youth.
This was the effect of that mysterious Qi-refining technique.
This Heart Scripture was passed down by his sect and could not be learned by anyone without astonishing comprehension.
Back then, when he and Xu Qing were studying together, Xu Qing was not granted the Hundred Herbs Heart Scripture.
Only he received the true transmission of the Hundred Herbs.
And after so many years, he had never found a second person capable of learning the Hundred Herbs Heart Scripture.
As it appeared now, this Fang Yi might just be a highly suitable person.
However!
To learn the craft, one must first learn virtue.
Before deciding whether Fang Yi could be granted the Hundred Herbs Heart Scripture, he first had to observe Fang Yi's character and conduct to avoid passing it to the wrong person.
"As the saying goes, 'To test jade, one must burn it for three days; to judge talent, one must wait for a seven-year period.' I need some time to observe slowly."
In the courtyard.
Fang Yi finally welcomed his first break time.
He squatted slightly, his feet gripping the ground, his hands in the 'embracing a large tree' posture. His upper body was bare, revealing sturdy and tough skin. A layer of dark red blood energy shimmered on his skin, and even the ground beneath his feet seemed to have a layer of invisible Qi constantly pouring into his body.
Externally, his skin was coated with large amounts of red juice.
This was Red Blood Grass juice!
A rare item specifically used to improve hard-body techniques, possessing the powerful effect of stimulating the skin and transforming flesh and blood.
A month passed; he saw patients during the day and practiced at night, his entire rhythm almost exactly the same as it had been in the village.
In just one short month, with the aid of Blood-Strengthening Pills and monster inner cores, his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds.
His Cotton Cloud Poison Palm and Bone-Shrinking Poison Skill were all perfected.
His Poison Evil Iron Body reached Great Success (96%).
Even the most difficult lower-grade martial art, the 【Hundred Poison Lion Roar Technique】, had been practiced by him to the level of Minor Success (2%).
His overall strength was at least several times stronger than it had been a month ago.
Especially the black substance within his body.
After the 【Hundred Poison Lion Roar Technique】 reached Minor Success, that black substance had actually changed again, with wisps of thin red substance emerging from within it.
This red substance gave him a feeling of being more domineering and more scorching.
He had once tested the power of his current poison.
A single palm strike could burn a tree as thick as a person's waist from the inside, causing it to spontaneously combust.
This was simply too terrifying.
With such fire poison, who could withstand it?
Boom!
Suddenly, the Qi and blood within Fang Yi's body roared, and his blood energy flickered. As if he had finally reached some kind of limit, his entire body's blood vessels bulged, his skin turned crimson in an instant, and all his muscles swelled rapidly.
His whole person seemed to have grown larger and broader by more than a circle.
A layer of fierce and tough aura spread directly from his skin.
Poison Evil Iron Body perfected!
"Hoo!"
Fang Yi stood straight and let out a long, turbid breath. His entire body was drenched in sweat, his eyes flickering. He looked at his exposed arms and chest, feeling joyful, his hot blood surging.
His current body was simply like a different person compared to when he had just transmigrated.
Now, he was 180cm tall and weighed 160 jin.
His arms were thick and powerful, his skin like rock.
Even standing still, ordinary experts would find it difficult to move his body; not only could they not move him, but they would instead be burned by the poison contained on his skin.
Once he operated his Poison Evil Iron Skill, he was like an iron man coated in deadly poison; whoever touched him would die.
Name: Fang Yi
Cultivation: Qi and Blood Third Layer Initial Stage
【Skills: Hundred Poison Lion Roar Technique (Minor Success 2%), Poison Origin Skill (Perfected), Iron Poison Skill (Perfected), Bone-Rotting Fist (Perfected), Shadow-Eroding Steps (Perfected), Poison Shadow Demon Blade (Perfected), Poison Evil Iron Body (Perfected), Bone-Shrinking Poison Skill (Perfected), Cotton Cloud Poison Palm (Perfected)】
【Effect: Deadly poison is about to undergo a second mutation, capable of affecting experts up to the peak of the Qi and Blood Fourth Layer】
"Graded martial arts can indeed cause my deadly poison to undergo a second mutation. This is only Minor Success; if I practice it to Great Success, the red threads in my body should become more numerous, and one day they will completely replace those black substances."
Just as the black substance had previously replaced the gray substance.
This red substance was a more domineering and terrifying poison.
"But it is still fire-attributed; the attribute doesn't seem to have changed. Does this mean that if I practice graded fire-attributed martial arts later, it will further increase the heat of the poison?"
Fang Yi pondered.
If so, he would have to think carefully.
I wonder if the yamen has any graded fire-attributed martial arts?
"Forget it, I'll practice this Hundred Poison Lion Roar Technique to perfection first, then think about the yamen. My cultivation should also be able to break through again soon."
Fang Yi thought to himself.
The following time passed.
He completely settled down in the shop, acting just like a real physician, healing the sick, prescribing medicine, and his medical reputation began to spread far and wide.
No one could imagine that he was already a profound martial artist at the Qi and Blood Third Layer.
A martial artist of this level would not be common even in the entire Qingyang City.
Not to mention, Fang Yi was still so young.
His performance during this period also made Shen Huairen nod repeatedly, very appreciative.
However, as time passed.
Gradually, things in the city suddenly started to feel wrong.
It is said that the neighboring large city, 【Yunyang City】, was crushed by the Heavenly Principle Sect using a beast tide. A large number of refugees, Mist Hunters, evil sect members, and aristocratic experts began to flood into their 【Qingyang City】, launching fierce competition for resources with the original established forces within Qingyang City.
In just two short months, it actually caused the interior of Qingyang City to become chaotic.
Especially in these last few days.
Every night, people would suddenly die tragically; fighting could often be seen on the streets, and many people would draw their blades at the slightest disagreement.
The number of martial artists in the city who had cultivated blood energy suddenly increased by a lot.
The City Guard Army and the yamen were all busy to the point of exhaustion, unable to attend to everything.
Even the many physicians at the Hundred Herbs Hall were affected in various ways.
But fortunately, there had been no incidents of people being hurt yet; even so, some people were panic-stricken.
Night.
Outside Qingyang City, in an inconspicuous dense forest.
"Roar!"
A sound like the roar of an ancient beast rang out, earth-shattering and deafening, faintly forming a layer of dark black sound waves that spread in all directions.
Looking closely, this black sound wave actually contained a kind of dark black cloud and mist.
Wherever the mist passed, the trees in all directions swayed, rustling, and large patches of withered branches and leaves began to fall.
The birds in the forest were even more frightened, hurriedly flapping their wings to escape.
But they didn't expect that just as they escaped, they suddenly fell from mid-air, their bodies twitching, feathers falling, dying tragically.
Amidst the withered branches and leaves.
Fang Yi, in a black robe, his eyes bright and sharp, looked at all this with joy.
"Heaven does not disappoint those who try; my Hundred Poison Lion Roar is finally perfected..."
A lower-grade martial art is indeed immensely powerful.
It is much stronger than when I used it on Lu Yun Tian back then.
Even my own cultivation has broken through again.
Under the effect of Blood-Strengthening Pills and monster inner cores, he had officially reached the mid-to-late stage of the Qi and Blood Third Layer a few days ago.
And in these days, his blood energy had become thicker and thicker.
There was a trend of it about to reach the late stage of the Third Layer.
"Hundred Poison Lion Roar Technique perfected, the mutated red threads in my body are also more concentrated, already capable of affecting experts at the Qi and Blood Fifth Layer..."
Fang Yi felt carefully.
Now it is time to think of a way to obtain a second graded martial art.
The increasing chaos in the city made him feel uneasy.
He was always worried that one day, someone might silently sneak into his room and kill him with a blade...
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