"Hurry up and tell me! Don't keep me in suspense! " Hong Zhu could not help but stomp his feet anxiously as he inwardly ridiculed, 'Why does this old immortal like to keep others in suspense? Can't he see what time it is? What if he delays treating Xiao Chen's injuries? '
Seeing that Hong Zhu was about to explode in anger, the old man still had an awkward expression on his face and could only helplessly say, "It's not that this old man wants to keep you in suspense, it's just that this old man doesn't know how to deal with this situation!"
Pointing at the motionless Xiao Chen, the white phantom said, "As you can see, this boy's injuries are too severe. My prescription is filled with Yang-attribute medicines. If I were to directly use it, he might not be able to endure it and die. Therefore, I need a medicinal catalyst to balance the Yin and Yang of the medicine, but this old man really can't think of a suitable method at the moment, which is why I'm so conflicted."
"Medicinal catalyst? Balance Yin and Yang? " Hong Zhu blinked in confusion and asked in confusion, "Is there no suitable heavenly treasure that can be added to the prescription to directly neutralize the medicinal properties?"
"No, then this medicine will have no effect." The white phantom shook his head decisively and explained, "I originally intended to use the vigorous Yang energy to guide him to regain his vitality. If it is directly turned into a neutralizing medicine, then it will be meaningless. Even if he drinks it, there won't be any reaction."
"Then what should I do?" Hong Zhu paced back and forth twice, many medicinal herbs that he had seen and understood before circling around in his mind, but for the time being, he could not think of any suitable medicinal primers that could harmonize the yin and yang of the medicine without losing its medicinal properties.
Just as Hong Zhu was frowning in thought, the white phantom seemed to sway slightly, the color of its shadow faintly fading.
Raising his head to look at the sky, the white phantom did not give Hong Zhu any more time to think and quickly said, "Think carefully about the specific method! In any case, this old man has already told you everything, you can choose what you want to do! I estimate that this boy can only last for a few more hours at most, any later and it will be too late. If you have made up your mind, don't waste too much time! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the white phantom stretched out a hand and tapped Hong Zhu's head. Then, his body began to spin rapidly, stirring up the surrounding dried branches and leaves to wrap around his entire body.
Hong Zhu had just recovered from his shock when he saw a flash of white light. That cluster of leaves suddenly fell to the ground, and the white phantom image disappeared into thin air.
"Wait! Immortal, wait a moment, I still don't know where to get the herbs … Ouch! " Hong Zhu stared blankly for a moment before he suddenly recalled the source of the medicinal herbs and hurriedly chased after them to ask about it. However, he had barely taken two steps when his foot tripped over a rock, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground …
"Ah!!"
Hong Zhu abruptly opened his eyes and glanced around in surprise. He found that he had not fallen and was still leaning against Xiao Chen's chest.
Moving her body slightly, Hong Zhu suddenly heard the faint sound of a heartbeat in her ears. Her fingers were intertwined with Xiao Chen's, and she could feel the warmth radiating from his skin, as if he was telling her something.
Slowly propping himself up, Hong Zhu massaged his swollen temples as he lowered his head to see a pool of black liquid on the ground. He could not help but frown as he muttered, "What is this …"
After carefully recalling for a while, Hong Zhu still felt that his mind was a complete mess, as if there were some things that he could not remember no matter how hard he tried.
Hong Zhu shook his head a few times and stared blankly for a while before he muttered to himself, "Oh … I think I had a strange dream. In the dream, I met an immortal … He told me to find some herbs to treat Xiao Chen's injuries …"
At this point, Hong Zhu's entire body suddenly shook, and a thought flashed through his mind. He immediately crawled to his feet and muttered to himself, "Yes, yes, yes! I remember now! There was indeed a white-bearded old man who wanted me to brew some medicine to save Xiao Chen, and he said that he didn't have much time left … It seems that I have to hurry! "
Just after taking two steps, Hong Zhu once again paused, his brows knitted together as he pondered, "That old man also seemed to have said that other than that prescription, there also needs to be a medicinal catalyst … something that can neutralize Yang energy … what is that medicinal catalyst again? Why can't I remember? "
Hong Zhu anxiously paced back and forth for a few steps, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember what the medicinal catalyst that white-bearded old man had mentioned in his dream was. Instead, he clearly remembered the prescription, as if it had been engraved in his mind.
"Forget it, I don't care anymore. I'll first prepare the herbs and brew the medicinal soup! I'll think about the medicinal catalyst when the time comes! "Hong Zhu was afraid that he would think for too long and waste time, so he simply stomped his foot and made up his mind.
Bending down to help Xiao Chen up, Hong Zhu carefully brought him back to the cave, and laid him flat on the huge rock once more.
Looking at the unconscious Xiao Chen, Hong Zhu felt a little depressed. He could clearly remember the names of the herbs on the prescription, but in such a desperate situation, where could he go to find those herbs?
Time was of the essence, and it was definitely too late to rush to the inner martial world. Furthermore, the key point was that he did not know how to get out of the cultivation world, and that old immortal liked to keep him guessing, insisting that he was smart and would be able to think of a way. Wasn't this clearly a trap?
Hong Zhu anxiously paced back and forth in the cave, his brain quickly turning, racking his brains for a way that he had not thought of before.
"Right!" After pacing back and forth a few times, Hong Zhu's thoughts suddenly flashed like a spark, as if he had caught onto some information, "Herbs … Heavenly treasures … That's right! Didn't the Burning Sky Faction still keep a bag of heavenly treasures from the inner martial world? There must be something in there that I need! "
Hong Zhu fiercely slapped his forehead, remembering that when he had just entered the cultivation world, he had once inexplicably been smashed by a bag full of heavenly treasures planted by the inner martial world. Later on, it had been collected by Xiao Chen and accompanied him all the way to the Burning Sky Faction.
If the people of the Burning Sky Faction had not cleaned up Xiao Chen's room, then this bag of heavenly treasures should still be in his room!
"If I bring that bag over, I can brew the medicine! But … How should I go and get it? " Since the problem of the herbs had been solved, Hong Zhu next had to consider the fastest way to obtain it.
Since Xiao Chen had escaped with serious injuries, then the Burning Sky Faction might have already been occupied by Elder Nangong. Hong Zhu reckoned that if he rashly returned, it was very likely that he would walk right into a trap and be caught. Moreover, he had absolutely no idea where he was right now, so even if he wanted to sneak back and retrieve it, it would be a problem!
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