Moreover, most of them were medicinal herbs that complemented the practice of Nine Yang Scripture and Nine Yin Scripture, which gathered the essence of Yin and Yang Qi of heaven and earth. With the medicinal herbs in the jade bottle, the martial arts practitioner could achieve twice the results with half the effort when practicing Nine Yang Scripture and Nine Yin Scripture.
The medicinal herbs in the wooden box were originally collected by the Ming Cult for decades. They were prepared for the next Cult Leader and Sacred Maiden to practice Nine Yang Scripture and Nine Yin Scripture. However, the Ming Cult suddenly faced a calamity and the accumulated medicinal herbs were all unusable, so they were stored in the secret chamber.
After a hundred years, Mo Wen had benefited from it. With the medicinal herbs in the wooden box, it would be easy for him to practice Nine Yang Scripture and Nine Yin Scripture and he could achieve success in a short period of time.
If it wasn't for the medicinal herbs that complemented the practice of Nine Yang Scripture and Nine Yin Scripture being so rare that the Ming Cult couldn't collect much during its heyday, they could probably create a large number of exceptional experts with just medicinal herbs alone.
Other than medicinal herbs that were useful for practice, there were naturally some healing medicinal herbs. Among them was a bottle of milky white plaster called Grass Essence Mud, which had a strong healing effect on external injuries.
"Come here."
Mo Wen waved at Qin Xiaoyou, who was not far away, and gestured for her to come over.
"What?"
Qin Xiaoyou walked over curiously. Just now, she was flipping through some ancient books in front of a bookshelf. She realized that the Ming Cult's heritage was really strong. The books in the collection covered astronomy, geography, humanities, Fengshui, Eight Trigrams, strange stratagems, historical secrets …
It was simply all-inclusive and integrated the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought. She really didn't know why such a sect with such a long history was destroyed overnight.
Mo Wen grabbed Qin Xiaoyou's hand, rolled up her sleeve, and applied some Grass Essence Mud to the wound. As soon as he applied it, the white Grass Essence Mud seemed to be sucking on Qin Xiaoyou's wound, completely solidifying on it.
"So comfortable."
Qin Xiaoyou looked at her injured arm. The burning pain from before was gone in an instant, and there was even a faint coolness in her heart.
"It's good that it's not painful."
Although Qin Xiaoyou only had a superficial wound, a large part of her skin was damaged, so it would definitely be painful.
"Sit on the chair."
Mo Wen applied the Grass Essence Mud on Qin Xiaoyou's other arm, then instructed her to sit down.
"Take off your pants."
Mo Wen continued speaking expressionlessly.
The injuries on Qin Xiaoyu's legs were far more serious than those on her arms. Her specially made military pants had a few large holes in them. He could only apply medicine on her after she took off her pants.
"That, I can do it myself …"
Qin Xiaoyu's face turned red. She naturally knew that Mo Wen was helping her apply the medicine. However, being a man and a woman alone, she still felt a little embarrassed.
In the summer, she was only wearing a pair of underwear. Taking off her trousers in front of Mo Wen was simply too embarrassing.
"Take it off."
Mo Wen furrowed his brows, but he didn't have any perverted thoughts. As a doctor, he wouldn't have any distracting thoughts when treating an illness.
In his previous life, as an imperial physician, he had to treat the concubines, princesses, and empress dowagers in the palace. For some of their ailments, he had to remove his clothes.
The abrasions on Qin Xiaoyu's legs could be applied by herself, but the abrasions on her legs and back were difficult to care about.
Seeing Mo Wen's serious look, Qin Xiaoyu didn't insist. She blushed and slowly took off her pants.
Qin Xiaoyu was wearing a pair of white underwear. The skin on her legs was very fair and tender, forming a sharp contrast with the skin on her neck. A month of military training had indeed tanned her a lot.
"Don't let your eyes wander." Qin Xiaoyu put her pants aside awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed.
"What's there to look at?"
Mo Wen said expressionlessly. However, his hands didn't stop as he applied the ointment on Qin Xiaoyu's wounds. His technique was very skilled and professional. Even when he touched Qin Xiaoyu's wounds, he didn't feel any pain.
Upon hearing that, Qin Xiaoyu's face fell. She snorted softly and turned her face to the side.
"Turn around."
Mo Wen lowered his eyes and said.
In the end, Qin Xiaoyu didn't react for a long time. She seemed to be ready to go against him. Her gaze was fixed on the wall not far away and she couldn't be bothered with him.
Mo Wen rolled his eyes. He could only turn his body behind Qin Xiaoyu and start applying the ointment on her back and buttocks.
In a short while, all the wounds on Qin Xiaoyu's body had been treated.
"Does it still hurt? Is there any ointment left? "
Mo Wen raised his head and asked. Naturally, he wouldn't check Qin Xiaoyu's private parts.
"No more."
Qin Xiaoyu looked askance at Mo Wen. She put on her pants with her chin up. Then, she ignored Mo Wen and walked to the bookshelf to continue reading the ancient books that the Ming Cult had collected.
Mo Wen blinked his eyes and looked at the angry Qin Xiaoyu. He sighed that women were really strange. Wasn't it just looking at her thighs? He wouldn't lose a piece of flesh if he looked at them.
Moreover, wasn't a woman's beautiful legs supposed to be admired? Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many young ladies and young women on the streets wearing short skirts and shorts.
After that, Mo Wen walked out of the secret chamber alone. According to Chang Qingfeng's notes, there were three passageways in the cave abode. One led to the secret chamber, one led to the outside world, and the last one led to the Ming Cult's treasure vault.
He walked to the fork in the road and walked towards the left passageway. At the end of the passageway, there was a stone door.
Mo Wen opened the stone door and walked in. Inside was a large space with many big boxes placed there. There were at least a thousand of them.
He casually opened one of the big wooden boxes. It was all a big piece of gold with the official seal of the Ming Dynasty engraved on it.
However, in every dynasty, gold was a currency that reflected value. Some of the bigger influences would have gold reserves in case of emergencies.
The Ming Cult had been passed down for a thousand years, so naturally, they would have a huge gold reserve. As for how much gold the Ming Cult had, Mo Wen didn't even know.
However, there were more than a thousand big wooden boxes in the treasure vault, which was enough to show the huge wealth of the Ming Cult.
If he took all the gold here for himself, Mo Wen would become one of the wealthiest people in the world.
However, Mo Wen only glanced at it twice and didn't care much. With his current state of mind, although gold and white items had their merits, they didn't have much attraction.
After that, he walked into a stone room in the treasure vault. There were still more than a hundred wooden boxes. He casually opened one and immediately, there was a flash of treasure. Inside were all emeralds, cat's eyes, amber, jades, crystals, agates, diamonds …
It was colorful and dazzling.
Mo Wen laughed bitterly. The Ming Cult was really extraordinarily rich! However, although the jewels were gorgeous, they didn't have much use.
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