Chapter 318: Acting According to One's Original Intention

After the No. 1 body-shaping soup for repairing the flesh was boiled, Hua Changxi asked Yu Fu to arrange for people to send the medicine to the wounded, prioritizing those with serious injuries. Afterwards, she started refining the ice spirit powder for clearing fire poison.

For the body-shaping soup that mortals drink, the concentration of spiritual energy in the medicinal soup must be carefully controlled, so as not to let spiritual power enter the body, which mortals cannot bear.

And for the body-shaping soup that cultivators drink, because it is divided by realm, as long as spiritual medicine of the corresponding grade is used, there is no need to carefully control the increase or decrease of spiritual power.

In this way, when refining the body-shaping soup needed by cultivators, Hua Changxi's medicine refining speed was faster, and the number of refined medicines directly increased several times.

Watching large batches of spiritual medicine turn into medicinal liquid in Hua Changxi's hands, and then being boiled into medicinal soup, everyone present imprinted this scene deeply in their minds.

"Hua Changxi's medicine refining level, I'm afraid no one can compete with it at the moment?"

"More than just at the moment, I'm afraid that for a long time to come, no one will be able to surpass her."

"Her fire control art is really smooth."

"Not only fire control, but also the precise control of spiritual power is something that makes people sigh."

Refining different spiritual medicines requires different fire control, and at the same time, extracting effective components from spiritual medicine requires precise control of spiritual power.

Refining spiritual medicine one by one, precisely controlling fire control and spiritual power, the vast majority of cultivators can still do it, but refining hundreds of spiritual medicines together makes people shrink back.

After Hua Changxi boiled the No. 2 body-shaping soup for repairing the flesh, the disciples on Dan Yuan Peak got busy.

"Those who can still walk, come and line up yourself."

"Those who cannot walk, stay at your position with peace of mind. There will be Dan Yuan Peak disciples sending medicine to you."

The Dan Yuan Peak disciples were busy sending medicine, and Hua Changxi was busy refining medicinal soup. The medicinal fragrance rolled, and the medicinal energy steamed. This scene injected hope of living into countless wounded.

Almost every half an hour, Hua Changxi could boil a pot of medicinal soup. After the No. 4 pot was boiled, the medicinal soup in the No. 1 pot was already bottoming out, and she turned back to boil the No. 1 body-shaping soup.

Hua Changxi thought that first repair the flesh. Once the flesh is restored, the wounded can persist for a longer time, and the chance of living will be greater.

Watching the Dan Yuan Peak medicine stall busy, the physicians and alchemists of other medicine stalls all tried to get a bowl of body-shaping soup to study. After confirming that this medicinal soup could really treat the wounded in batches, they all became somewhat silent.

In the matter of treating the wounded, Hua Changxi's medical skills might not be much higher than theirs, but Hua Changxi's medicine preparation and medicine refining level were definitely far higher than theirs.

Because she could provide sufficient medicinal soup, she could treat the wounded in batches, and in the number of people treated, she directly threw them far behind.

On the Qingyao Peak medicine stall side, Meng Qingyao's expression was not good.

She was reflecting on herself. In the past, when she was in the Xia family and Meng family, she heard mostly praise. After arriving at the Medicine Administration Department, because of the supreme talent of the Fire-Wood Spirit Body, she never thought she would lose to anyone.

In alchemy and medical skills, she had always been confident.

Even if Hua Changxi made the Alchemy Tripod Altar and Dan Yuan Peak appear, promoting the recovery of the Alchemy Saint Hall, she didn't feel she was inferior to her.

But this time, after witnessing Hua Changxi's medicine preparation and medicine refining methods with her own eyes, her inherent belief was broken.

She lost!

Lost to Hua Changxi!

She couldn't prepare medicinal soup that could save people in batches, nor could she refine a large amount of injury medicine in a short time!

Meng Qingyao felt bitter in her heart, but she still took a deep breath, threw away the various negative emotions in her mind, and continued to seriously diagnose and treat the wounded.

In order to strive for time and save more people, after night fell, all medicine stalls didn't stop the treatment.

On the Dan Yuan Peak medicine stall side, for the body-shaping soup for repairing the flesh, from Pot No. 1 to Pot No. 4, Hua Changxi boiled it for three days and three nights before the wounded in need drank the medicinal soup.

During this period, Hua Changxi returned to Dan Yuan Peak to recover her spiritual power, and then came back to continue refining the ice spirit powder for clearing fire poison.

Four days later, all the wounded had a copy of ice spirit powder in their hands.

After the wounded took the ice spirit powder, the fire poison in their bodies was cleared clean not long after.

Seeing that the effect of the ice spirit powder was so good, some pharmacists who had no grudges with Hua Changxi couldn't help but come to the door, wanting to ask for the prescription to study.

Hua Changxi gave the prescription very generously, not only the prescription for ice spirit powder, but also the prescription for the body-shaping soup for repairing the flesh.

Her move made many people's hearts not very calm.

On the Qingyao Peak medicine stall side, after Meng Qingyao read the prescription, her mood was even more depressed.

The spiritual medicine Hua Changxi used was not special, mostly some ordinary spiritual medicine, but the medicinal properties of these spiritual medicines, and the new medicinal properties stimulated after fusion, were what she didn't know.

"So even the most basic identification of spiritual medicine properties, I still have deficiencies."

After other medical practitioners and alchemists read the prescription, they only had one thought, and that was that in the future, when Hua Changxi gave lectures at the Qihuang Pavilion, they must go to listen.

The flesh repair and fire poison clearing of the wounded were solved by Hua Changxi; magic energy elimination was the responsibility of the monks of Daxiang Temple and Dixiu Temple; other physicians and alchemists now only needed to be responsible for suppressing the demon energy in the wounded's bodies.

In this way, all medical personnel were much more relaxed.

After refining the ice spirit powder, Hua Changxi rested for a while, and then prepared to sit down to receive the wounded, one to help them suppress the demon energy in their bodies, and two to diagnose what other problems they had.

"Changxi."

Just as Hua Changxi sat down, Yan Zhenzhen found her.

Seeing Yan Zhenzhen, Hua Changxi was somewhat surprised: "Why did you come over?"

Before, she saw that when Jing Liao was reciting the Heart-Clearing Curse for the wounded, it was Yan Zhenzhen who was helping to maintain order on the side.

Yan Zhenzhen smiled: "The masters of Daxiang Temple and Dixiu Temple recited the Heart-Clearing Curse for seven days and seven nights. Most of the cultivators and mortals who were crazy due to the influence of magic energy have already woken up."

"I have nothing to do now, so I wanted to come over and see you."

Yan Zhenzhen looked at Hua Changxi with a smile: "Refining medicine for seven days and seven nights, are you tired?"

Hua Changxi smiled: "I'm okay."

Yan Zhenzhen continued to smile: "The hand you showed this time really shocked everyone." Speaking, her eyes shone, "I didn't expect your medicine refining level to be so high."

Hua Changxi smiled modestly: "Only hand familiarity. Alchemy, Array, Talisman, and Instrument—the four arts all have commonalities. You should know this."

Yan Zhenzhen shook her head: "But your hand is too familiar."

Hua Changxi smiled: "If you have set up thousands or tens of thousands of arrays, I suppose you could set up arrays with your eyes closed in the future."

These words made Yan Zhenzhen's heart move. Setting up thousands or tens of thousands of arrays... could it be that Changxi has refined tens of thousands of furnaces of pills?

Where did she get the time and spiritual medicine?

Yan Zhenzhen didn't ask deeply, smiled and changed the topic, looking at her: "Why, do you still want to receive the wounded?"

Hua Changxi nodded.

Seeing her reaction, Yan Zhenzhen leaned closer and lowered her voice: "If I were you, I would choose to go back and rest."

Hua Changxi only thought she was worried about her body, so she smiled: "I'm not tired."

She is an Infant-Transformation cultivator, refining medicinal soup and powder below the third grade for a few days and nights is still very easy.

Furthermore, among the wounded this time, there are many cultivators, and she also wants to take this opportunity to improve her 'Look, Listen, Ask, Feel' technique.

Yan Zhenzhen: "... It's not a question of whether you are tired or not, but that you cannot show off anymore."

Hearing this, Hua Changxi's expression was stunned.

Seeing her reaction, Yan Zhenzhen sighed: "I know you don't have this intention, but others will think so."

"The body-shaping soup you boiled and the ice spirit powder you refined can be said to have pulled most of the wounded back from the gates of hell. You should leave the subsequent rescue work to other physicians."

"You have to let other physicians, pharmacists, and alchemists also perform."

Although Hua Changxi knew Yan Zhenzhen was kind, she still felt very speechless: "Just saving people, where are there so many twists and turns. If they want to perform, I didn't stop them."

Yan Zhenzhen was silent: "I'll just say it, because of your existence, now all the wounded only remember your kindness."

"This time the Instrument Saint Palace turmoil, all parties are so actively performing, all for the sake of gaining fame."

Hua Changxi: "..." Listening to you say this, why am I so irritable?"

Yan Zhenzhen: "The wounded will not be in life danger for the time being. With the treatment of other medical practitioners, they will all get better. Don't worry about the subsequent things."

Hua Changxi's eyebrows knotted: "Although there is no life danger, if the injuries are not eradicated for a day, they will continue to suffer. In order to let some people get so-called fame, I have to turn a blind eye to the suffering of the wounded?"

Yan Zhenzhen opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond.

Hua Changxi looked at her: "If there were your relatives and friends among the wounded, would you still stop me like this?"

Yan Zhenzhen: "..."

Hua Changxi's expression was serious: "I know you are doing it for my own good, but I am a medical practitioner. I cannot discard the patients who need treatment just to accommodate some people."

Yan Zhenzhen: "... But you will offend many people."

Hua Changxi: "I act only according to my original intention. Outsiders are not in my consideration."

Seeing Hua Changxi's attitude was so firm, Yan Zhenzhen didn't know what else to say. ===== CHAPTER 319 =====