As they spoke, they arrived at Autumn Mountain Villa.
Seeing that Zhou Guangping was hesitant to speak, Pei Feng said calmly, "Treat the illness first, then borrow the well."
Zhou Guangping's face lit up. "Okay, Mr. Pei."
It was already 11: 30 at night, but Autumn Mountain Villa was still brightly lit. Not only were there no fewer people than during the day, but there were seven or eight more. These people were the direct descendants of the Zhou family. They all heard that someone was going to treat the old master's kidney disease and rushed over.
Maybe it was because the old master had scolded them in the afternoon, or maybe it was because Zhou Guangping had convinced some of them, but some of the Zhou family's descendants sitting in the hall on the first floor seemed to be less hostile to Pei Feng. Their gazes softened a lot, but they still had a sense of scrutiny and vigilance.
The ones who disliked him the most were the man and woman who were called "Little Kun" and "Wanqiu." The man was called Zhou Wenkun, and the woman was called Zhou Wanqiu.
Zhou Wanqiu had her hair tied into a ponytail. She wore a light yellow polo shirt, a pair of tight black trousers, and a pair of black high heels. Her legs were very slender and beautiful, and her figure was excellent. She completely revealed another kind of temperament, bright and beautiful with a hint of competence and valiance.
Her attire had changed, but the look in her eyes hadn't.
She and Zhou Wenkun were staring at Pei Feng, their eyes cold and filled with deep suspicion.
"Mr. Pei, come quickly. You're finally here!"
Seeing Pei Feng, Mr. Zhou was overjoyed and waved at him.
"Sir, I'm sorry. I was delayed by something, so I'm late."
"It's okay, it's okay. Look, I've prepared the four medicinal herbs you asked for."
In the middle of the hall, there was a huge mahogany table with four kinds of medicinal herbs neatly arranged on it: mountain ginseng, polygonum multiflorum, glossy ganoderma, and sealwort.
The ginsengs were all top-notch old ginsengs. There were three of them, and their roots were very long. One of them had roots that extended beyond the table.
There was only one polygonum multiflorum. It was greyish-black with a hint of red, but it was extremely huge. Moreover, it was already in the embryonic form of a human. It looked like a big-headed baby that was curled up and sleeping.
There were two Ganoderma Lucidum, and they were equally large. Moreover, they were the type that shone with a purple luster.
There were five pieces of sealwort, two of which were chicken head sealwort and three of which were ginger-shaped sealwort. They were obviously of the highest quality.
Seeing the medicinal ingredients spread all over the table, even Pei Feng's eyes lit up and he quickly walked over.
Although the Minor Recovery Pill wasn't much, refining it would be able to help him solve a few problems. Moreover, it would be greatly beneficial to his current cultivation. In the future, it could even be used as a "panacea" to exchange for something he wanted. It could be said to be killing many birds with one stone.
"Polygonum multiflorum of 135 and 108 years old ginseng? Not bad, not bad … 55 and 61 years old Ganoderma Lucidum. These five pieces of sealwort are also of the highest quality over 20 years old. Old Sir, these medicinal ingredients are quite good, even beyond my expectations. They should be very effective in treating your kidney disease. "
"Really?" Hearing Pei Feng's words, the old master was overjoyed.
"You came to treat my grandpa empty-handed. Don't you need to bring any medical tools?"
The female officer's name was Zhou Wanqiu. She didn't know why, but the more she looked at Pei Feng, the more she disliked him. Whenever she got the chance, she wanted to make some trouble for him.
Zhou Wanqiu glared at her and was about to scold her, but she was stopped by Pei Feng.
"When I exorcised the ghost to save your sister's life, did you see me bring any medical tools?"
He said calmly.
Zhou Wanqiu was stunned. She was stumped by the question.
She had deep doubts about whether Pei Feng could cure her grandpa's kidney disease. However, she had to admit that the scene of Pei Feng saving her sister in the middle of the night two days ago … shocked her so much that she would never forget it.
"That's two different things, okay? Exorcism is exorcism, treatment is treatment. "
Zhou Wanqiu's voice was much softer. She obviously didn't have much confidence.
Pei Feng ignored her and turned to look at Zhou Wanqiu. "Old Sir, do you have any old earthen jars or earthen jars at home? The older the better. "
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhou Wanqiu shouted at Zhou Guangping. "Ping 'er, ask Sister Xiang to bring out the pickled radish urn."
After a while, a grayish-yellow earthen urn was brought out. Pei Feng nodded in satisfaction.
The requirements to concoct pills were very demanding. First, there must be suitable ingredients. Second, there must be a powerful alchemy method. Third, there must be a strong will. Fourth, there must be a good alchemy furnace.
Fortunately, today's pill was only the most basic Minor Restoration Pill. Even without an authentic alchemy furnace, there was no problem. Tools like earthen jars could be used as a substitute.
There was no problem with the materials, and there was certainly no problem with his willpower. As for the method of alchemy … Although alchemy was not Pei Feng's main cultivation, but back in the Immortal, Devil, and Demon Realms, there were only a few people among the Demon Race who were better at alchemy than him. He could be considered a true Alchemy Grandmaster.
Zhou Wanqiu watched as Pei Feng stuffed all the herbs on the table into the earthen urn. He asked in surprise, "Mr Pei, what are you … doing?"
"Old Sir, from now on, don't let anyone disturb me. You'll know in about an hour."
Zhou Wanqiu nodded and looked around at the crowd. Finally, his eyes fell on Zhou Wanqiu and Zhou Wenkun. "Wanqiu, Kun 'er, you two go back to your rooms."
"Grandfather, I promise I won't say anything. I won't disturb him!" Zhou Wanqiu was the first to speak.
"Me too, Grandfather. I promise I won't say anything. I won't …"
Zhou Wanqiu frowned. "Go back to your rooms!"
Just as he finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly sounded. "Quiet, I'm about to begin."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire first floor of the hall fell silent.
Absolute silence, even the sound of a pin drop could be heard.
… …
In the Immortal, Demon, and Demon realms, in terms of practicality, the Minor Restoration Pill was the number one elixir. It had more uses than the Peiyuan Dan and was more popular among cultivators.
The Minor Restoration Pill was a must-have for low-level cultivators. The Major Restoration Pill was a must-have for mid-level and high-level cultivators. The Spirit Restoration Pill was a must-have for top-level cultivators.
Taking the Minor Restoration Pill as an example, for low-level demonic cultivators, it could restore demonic yuan, stabilize demonic heart, neutralize poison, and heal wounds. It was simply an all-purpose pill for low-level demonic cultivators.
It was the same for demonic cultivators, immortal cultivators, and yao cultivators.
With Pei Feng's current cultivation at the early level of the Devil Base Realm, it would take at least one hour to refine a batch of Lesser Origin Recovery Pills. This was because he had the memories of his previous life and 2000 years of alchemy experience and techniques. Otherwise, a pure early level Devil Base Realm alchemist would need at least one day and one night to successfully refine a batch of Lesser Origin Recovery Pills.
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