Chapter 22: get well

Sitting on the bed, Wei Wushuang looked at the translucent strange medicine bottle in his hand, especially the turquoise potion rippling in it, making him a little confused.
He had already seen it when he was on the island, and his apprentice didn't know where to make potions.
In this world, soul martial artists are taking pills made by alchemists, whether they are practicing or healing.
In the past, Wei Wushuang had never seen this kind of liquid medicine.
"Lin Qian, what is this?" Wei Wushuang asked weakly after a while.
From the tone of his master's speech alone, Lin Qian knew that Wei Wushuang was running out of time.
In front of the mountain gate, after the disciple informed him, Lin Qian thought that Master Wei Wushuang was about to die.
However, seeing that Master could hold on for a few days, the original tight string in his mind also relaxed.
If it were before leaving Vientiane Sect, Lin Qian would really have no choice but to watch the Master pass away sadly and helplessly.
Now, it's not a problem at all.
The Huaxia Empire has huge resources and the Ministry of Science and Technology, which also has the ability to scientifically terrorize. How could the situation of Master Wei Wushuang be saved?
Just now, Lin Qian used his soul power to scan the physical condition of Master Wei Wushuang and send the data to the Ministry of Heavenly Engineering.
Zhuge Ming, who obtained the data, immediately initiated the research of the most elite scribes in the Ministry of Science and Technology of the Capital City, but within the time of a cup of tea, he had already obtained the treatment plan and prepared the potion.
"This is called a potion without scale, it has no detoxification effect, but after taking it, it will not invade the poison, and it will also allow Master's body to no longer be harmed by toxins in the body." Lin Qian looked at Wei Wushuang and raised his hand to signal Master Drink the potion, "Green apple flavor, it's delicious."
After speaking, Lin Qian pointed to Wei Wushuang's quilt: "The purple potion is a bit bitter, but it is a detoxification potion. It has been formulated into ingredients suitable for the master's situation and can completely remove toxins from the body."
"However, since Master was poisoned for many years, I prepared ten bottles, one bottle a day, and after ten days, the toxin should be cleared."
"This brown potion looks ugly, but it can strengthen the muscles and bones and repair the damage to the bones after the master's poisoning."
"Oh, this can replenish blood, maybe the master doesn’t change what it means to replenish blood. In short..."
Wei Wushuang looked at Lin Qian with a dull expression, listening to the other party's explanation of the effects of a dozen potions to himself.
Wei Wushuang had already experienced the magic of potions.
After taking the pill, it must be refined slowly, but these syrups of Lin Qian are not needed at all, and they can take effect after taking it, which is incredible.
Originally, he thought that his apprentice had just got those three simple potions for so many years.
At the beginning, Wei Wushuang's thought was that if this kind of effective medicine had a higher-level existence like the pill, wouldn't it be against the sky?
"Is it really against the sky?" Wei Wushuang said blankly, unplugging the cork in his hand, and putting the Infinite Potion into his mouth.
The sweet and sour taste filled the whole mouth, Wei Wushuang immediately felt a surge of medicinal power, which crazily collapsed in his body.
With the spirit power flowing, Wei Wushuang could clearly feel the power of the medicine according to the method of refining the pill. The power of the medicine was spread all over his body in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, Wei Wushuang discovered that the cool medicinal power had been put into his body, causing unspeakable changes in his body.
Wei Wushuang could not explain the feeling of this change, but thinking of Lin Qian's words, I am afraid it is the so-called non-invasiveness.
Years of body-eroding poison caused Wei Wushuang to be in a state of unbearable pain when the poison was released.
Especially after the soul power suppression fails and the poison is completely poisoned, he will have to endure the pain of a hundred insects every day.
But after taking this scale-free potion, the pain disappeared completely.
Wei Wushuang seemed to feel that he had lifted the heavy mountain from his body, and he was extremely relaxed.
Gulong!
Opening his eyes, Wei Wushuang quickly pulled the cork of the purple potion away and poured it into his mouth.
Soon after, he drank the brown potion again.
Following Lin Qian's order of taking the medicine, Wei Wushuang uncorked the bottle one after another and poured the medicine into his mouth.
When he raised his head and drank the medicine, Wei Wushuang's tears flowed silently.
On the bed, there were only nine bottles of purple potion. Wei Wushuang carefully put the potion into the storage Horcrux and walked off the bed.
Wei Wushuang's silver hair was already black and shiny, and his pale face had returned to the blood of the past, his withered muscles had strengthened, and his rickety body was straight.
In the room, in front of a lens polished with crystals, Wei Wushuang looked at himself in the mirror, closed his eyes with a smile, tears streaming from his eyes.
"Well, the effect is good." Standing not far away, Lin Qian looked at Wei Wushuang's state and couldn't help nodding.
Wei Wushuang turned around, wiped away his tears, and smiled embarrassingly: "Lin Qian, I let you see a joke as a teacher."
"Master was almost destroyed by this poison. When he is about to die, he will be reborn. It's normal to be emotional." Lin Qian smiled and gave a disciple salute to Wei Wushuang. The emperor of war is superb."
Wei Wushuang sighed melanly, and nodded, "Thinking that I have the name of a war emperor. I returned home in embarrassment from that vast stage. This year, I spent a year in bed like a useless person."
"It was hard for me to look down on everything, and I waited peacefully for the final coming death. In the end, I didn't expect your kid to...heal me!" At this point, Wei Wushuang felt like he was in a dream.
"On Prisoner Island, Master saved my life and taught me to practice. Now that the disciple has saved Master's life, is it considered that there is God's will in the dark?"
Looking at the disciple in front of him, Wei Wushuang laughed happily: "Hahaha, God, you gave me a good disciple!"
But after that, Wei Wushuang narrowed his smile and cautiously said to Lin Qian: "Lin Qian, don't show this potion easily in the future. I think you should understand the truth of guilt for the teacher."
"Is your apprentice such a stupid person?" Lin Qian smiled and said, "If it wasn't for the purpose of saving Master's life, I wouldn't take it out."
Wei Wushuang nodded slightly, looking at Lin Qian's gaze, feeling a little guilty: "If it were not for the poison of a teacher, leaving such a precious potion for you to use, it would be of great benefit to your cultivation."
"Precious? These potions are just ordinary goods." Lin Qian was taken aback and explained.
"Ordinary goods? Disciples, don't comfort being a teacher. After taking those pills, they will be very helpful to being a teacher. I even wish I could drink a bottle every day. After three months, I will be able to break through the troubles that have been troubled for many years. bottleneck."
Having said this, Wei Wushuang patted Lin Qian on the shoulder: "As the teacher knows, you like to make jokes and tease me, this kind of precious potion, I am afraid that you have spent a lot of effort..."
Wei Wushuang's voice stopped abruptly, staring at the ground in front of him.
Lin Qian took away the master's hand on his shoulder and patted Wei Wushuang's shoulder: "Except for the dirt potion and the antidote potion, there are at least one hundred bottles of each other potion. Master, you can drink it slowly. One month is definitely enough. "
After speaking, Lin Qian whistled and left Wei Wushuang's house.
In the room, only the famous war emperor was left, looking at the medicine bottles piled up on the hill alone in a daze.