After the Cyan Spiritual Pill was successfully concocted, Mo Wen immediately found Wang Yinru and asked her to swallow one immediately.
This pill was a panacea with strong medicinal effects. It was a treasure for immortal cultivators and was a sacred item for healing injuries. Ordinary injuries, such as the simple internal injuries of ancient martial art practitioners, could be completely healed as long as they were not completely dead.
However, Wang Yinru's Dantian had been shattered. Not only did she have to repair her Dantian, she also had to gather all the scattered Inner Qi. Thus, after consuming the Cyan Spirit Pill, Wang Yinru immediately went into seclusion to cultivate. It was estimated that she would not come out for a few days.
In the next few days, other than dealing with the matters in the sect, Mo Wen taught Gu Jingman how to practice. Her Cultivation was too low, only in the Soothing Pulse realm. In the ancient martial arts world, she did not even have the ability to protect herself. In his spare time, he decided to raise her cultivation level.
To him, it was very easy to raise one's cultivation. He had the Vigor Consolidating Pill, Vigor Cultivating Pill, and a series of pills that could raise one's cultivation. If Gu Jingman took all of them, her cultivation would increase by a large margin.
However, Mo Wen didn't do that. After all, Gu Jingman didn't have his foundation. She wasn't walking the same path of cultivation again. If she didn't have a good foundation in the early stages, it would have a huge impact on her future cultivation.
During this period of time, he had been refining some pills that could strengthen her foundation and cleanse her marrow for her to eat, continuously strengthening her body and unearthing her potential, laying down a good foundation. Although the increase in her cultivation was not very obvious, if she persisted for a period of time, her cultivation could still break through to the Sea of Qi realm.
After all, in the ancient martial arts world, not everyone had the privilege of having an alchemy master custom-made all sorts of precious elixirs for them to consume.
Unknowingly, Mo Wen had stayed in the Dafang Sect for a month. From the time he had left school until now, a month and a half had already passed.
After a month of governance, everything in the Dafang Sect was in good order. The internal structure had also been readjusted, and it was beginning to take shape. It had completely filled in the gaps caused by the destruction of the Jiang Clan. At the same time, it had also made it easier for Mo Wen to control the sect. Even if he left the Dafang Sect, he would still be able to control all the movements of the Dafang Sect.
Now, the Dafang Sect could be said to be full of vitality. Compared to the dull atmosphere of the past, it was completely different. In the past, ordinary disciples were like accessories in the sect, with almost no status or future. However, it was different now. The Dafang Sect was no longer the world of those ancient aristocratic families. Mo Wen's emphasis and promotion of the ordinary disciples had caused the ordinary disciples to become more active.
"When will I be able to break through to the Sea of Qi realm?"
Gu Jingman was sitting on a cattail hassock. She glared at Mo Wen and said angrily. In the past few days, she could feel the Qi activity in her body changing every day. It seemed that if she wanted to, she could immediately break through and become an expert in the Sea of Qi realm.
However, Mo Wen did not allow her to break through. He kept suppressing it, telling her to stabilize herself and continue cultivating. However, he kept suppressing it until she was almost unable to suppress it anymore. She could clearly take a step forward and her cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds, but she was forced to not take that step. That feeling was not good at all.
"Two more days."
Mo Wen sat on the cattail hassock opposite Gu Jingman. He closed his eyes and rested, not even lifting his eyelids.
"Two more days? I can't hold on any longer."
Gu Jingman's little face was bitter. These days, Mo Wen often gave her some inexplicable pills to eat. Ever since she ate those pills, she felt uncomfortable all over. It was either because she was too energetic and couldn't sleep for a few days, or because her body was sore, numb, and itchy. It was torture for her.
"You can hold on even if you can't."
Mo Wen said nonchalantly, without a hint of sympathy.
Gu Jingman held her breath and could only continue cultivating according to Mo Wen's instructions. She kept cursing Mo Wen in her heart.
In reality, although Mo Wen had been supervising Gu Jingman's cultivation for the past few days, he was not doing nothing at all.
When he was free, Mo Wen would immerse his thoughts into his declarative memory, constantly absorbing the inherited memories that Ji Wuya had left behind. The memories and information that Ji Wuya had left behind were too vast. In a short period of time, it was impossible to digest them all. There were many things in there that were very useful to him.
For example, some of the strange stories from the ancient times had greatly broadened Mo Wen's horizons. Although Ji Wuya's inherited memory was not complete and many parts were fragmented, and some of the things that involved personal privacy were not left in the inheritance, Mo Wen still benefited a lot from it.
Because he had not found the method of Immortal Cultivation from Ji Wuya's inheritance, it meant that he could not use many of the Immortal Cultivator's abilities. For example, the activation of the spell talismans and the use of magical treasures required the assistance of spiritual energy.
If there was no spiritual energy to activate it, even if Mo Wen had a spell talisman in his hands, he would not be able to use it.
That day, he had obtained three or four spell talismans from the Jiang Clan's treasure trove. They were all rare treasures. If he could not use them, it would be a pity.
Although Mo Wen had practiced the Immortal Cultivator's method before, he had not practiced it in this lifetime. He did not even have a little spiritual energy to activate the spell talismans.
However, Mo Wen was not out of ideas. After all, he still had half a spiritual stone in his hands. If he could absorb that spiritual stone, he could have a little spiritual energy for a short period of time. However, he only had half a spiritual stone, which could only be used once. As for the three or four spell talismans, it was not enough at all.
Moreover, he only needed a little spiritual energy to activate the spell talismans. Using half a spiritual stone was too wasteful. After all, this world was not the Immortal Cultivation world. It was very difficult to find things like spiritual stones, so each one was very precious.
In these few days, Mo Wen had been thinking about how to solve this problem. After some consideration, combined with the knowledge and experience of the Medicine Sage, Ji Wuya, he had really found a good solution.
A stalk of spiritual medicine also had spiritual energy stored in it. This was because spiritual medicine could only grow after absorbing spiritual energy. If the spiritual energy in the spiritual medicine could be extracted and preserved with a special method, it might have an effect similar to the spiritual stone.
Although the amount of spiritual energy extracted would definitely not be comparable to the spiritual stone, it would be enough to activate a spell talisman.
If it was in the past, even if Mo Wen had this idea, it would just be a fantasy. He would not be able to do it. After all, extracting spiritual energy from spiritual medicine was not an easy task. Even many Immortal Cultivators could not do it, let alone an ancient martial art practitioner like him.
However, after receiving Ji Wuya's inheritance, he suddenly knew many strange alchemy techniques that he had never seen or heard of before. Some alchemy techniques were magical and incisive. They were simply wonderful and created by the heavens and the earth.
Among them, there was an alchemy technique called Spinning Silk Cocoon. It could extract the essence of a stalk of medicinal herb bit by bit. Whatever ingredient you needed from a stalk of medicinal herb, you could extract it in its purest form. The degree of subtlety was so great that even a single element could be extracted. It was indeed magical.
With the Spinning Silk Cocoon technique, Mo Wen had the confidence to extract the spiritual energy from the spiritual medicine. Moreover, he could use a special method to store the spiritual energy properly.
Gu Jingman practiced under Mo Wen's supervision. Mo Wen, on the other hand, was fiddling with stalks of spiritual medicine. With the support of the Dafang Sect's resources, the spiritual medicine in his hands was not as scarce as before. After all, it was a huge sect that collected medicinal herbs deep in the mountains and forests all year round.
Moreover, under Mo Wen's instructions, the Dafang Sect constantly bought rare medicinal herbs from various sects in the ancient martial arts world. Occasionally, they could also buy spiritual medicine. These days, one or two stalks of spiritual medicine would be sent back every few days.
"It's done!"
After an unknown period of time, a glint of joy flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. A small red cauldron was floating in front of him. At the moment, the lid of the cauldron had already been opened. Inside, there were five or six snow-white pills rolling. At a glance, they had some spiritual aura.
"In the future, let's call them Spiritual Energy Pills."
Mo Wen extended two fingers and pinched one of the pills. He discovered that it indeed contained quite a lot of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy was condensed together and did not dissipate. It was like pieces of small spiritual stones.
This pill was something that Mo Wen had researched for the past few days. He had extracted the spiritual energy from the spiritual medicine using the Silk Cocoon Technique. Then, he used a special method to concoct the pills and sealed them in the pills.
The Spiritual Energy Pills that were concocted did not have any medicinal effects. They only contained pure spiritual energy. To others, they were practically useless. After all, for ancient martial art practitioners, eating Spiritual Energy Pills was no different from eating jelly beans. There was no effect at all. As for Immortal Cultivators, they did not care about this little bit of spiritual energy. However, to Mo Wen, the Spiritual Energy Pills just happened to make up for his shortcomings.
Five days later, Wang Yinru walked out of seclusion. She was like a lotus flower that had just emerged from the water. She was as tender as a honey peach. Her skin and complexion were extremely good. Compared to before, she was practically ten years younger. Now, when she stood next to Gu Jingman, on the surface, no one would be able to tell who was older and who was younger.
The effects of the Cyan Spiritual Pill, other than healing injuries, could also rejuvenate one's body and allow the body to be reborn. There were quite a few medicinal pills that could restore the Dantian, and there were also quite a few medicinal pills that could treat internal injuries. But in terms of effects, there were probably very few medicinal pills that could compare to the Azure Spirit Pill.
"Oh my god, Auntie Wang, what happened to you … What panacea did Mo Wen give you?"
Gu Jingman covered her little mouth with one hand and looked at Wang Yinru in shock. Her big round eyes stared at Wang Yinru non-stop.
"What's so strange about that? It's normal, isn't it? "
Wang Yinru blinked her eyes and looked herself up and down. She pursed her lips and smiled, as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
In fact, after she came out of seclusion, she discovered that she had changed. Her heart was beating non-stop with excitement, and she was so happy that it was a problem for her to fall asleep at night. But what kind of person was Wang Yinru? How could she possibly show it in front of Gu Jingman?
Not only had her cultivation completely recovered, but she had also become much younger and more beautiful. She looked like a twenty-year-old girl. Immediately, the trauma that she had suffered before disappeared without a trace.
"What happened?"
Gu Jingman pouted and glared at Mo Wen. That was how it was. Their skin was so thick that it could be compared to the city walls. (To be continued.)
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