This was naturally referring to the Cinnabar Pill.
The people in the room were somewhat confused. The Cinnabar Pill could cure the dead and regrow bones. No matter how severe the injury, it could cure it, so it was naturally equivalent to one life. But why did the Tang Seventeenth Master say that it was two lives? If it was said that it was worth it no matter how many people died for something as important as the Cinnabar Pill, then it should be said that it was worth many lives.
"This pill can save a person's life. In order to obtain this pill, my Tang Family has also sacrificed a person's life to exchange for it."
The Tang Seventeenth Master thought of the corpse that had already been burned to ash and his face turned even gloomier.
The deceased had been a spy the Tang clan had nurtured in the Great Zhou Army many years in advance. He had a very promising future and was already a well-known deputy general of the Black Mountain Army. If the Tang clan had properly helped him develop, it was impossible to say whether he would have become a Divine General in a few decades. But now, he had died for the sake of this pill.
It had been nine whole months since the Tang clan had obtained the authority to distribute the Cinnabar Pill from the Hall of Illustrious Persons. The Tang clan could no longer suppress their innate greed and attempted to obtain even greater benefits. In order to understand the composition of this pill, they had acted with extreme caution in order to deceive the mysterious supplier.
After careful calculations, the Tang clan confirmed that the deputy general had the right to obtain a Cinnabar Pill and had him heavily injured on the battlefield.
As expected, the Black Mountain Army had given one of the Cinnabar Pills to the deputy general. According to the rules, the deputy general wasted no time. Under the watchful eyes of many people, he took the pill, but … he did not survive, because his luck was truly terrible.
The moment the Cinnabar Pill entered his throat, he breathed his last.
Many people felt that this was a great pity. A few people felt that it was a pity for the deputy general's luck, but the vast majority felt that since the deputy general was already dead, there was no need to waste a Cinnabar Pill. Everyone knew that the Cinnabar Pill would dissolve upon contact with water, its medicinal properties dissipating into nothingness. Once it entered the deputy general's stomach, it would be difficult to regenerate.
It was precisely because they were certain of this that they did not think too much of it other than sighing and cursing.
Only the Wenshui Tangs knew that the deputy general's body had long ago been filled with a thin pouch made of some unknown material. And after that deputy general took the Cinnabar Pill, whether or not he was willing to sever his own meridians and die, he was doomed to die. This was because two old Guardians of the Tang clan had been watching him when he collapsed.
The general was buried according to the custom of the old county, but that night the new grave was dug up.
Today, his corpse and the Cinnabar Pill had been delivered to the Mount Song Army headquarters, to the Tang Seventeenth Master's eyes.
The Tang Seventeenth Master said nothing more, but everyone in the room could sense his mood, and their expressions turned even graver.
The Guardian of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets picked up a silver spoon and crushed the crimson pill in a porcelain bowl. Then, he slowly ground the pill into powder and divided it into five portions.
Each of the medical experts took a portion of the powder and took out their own methods and abilities that they would normally never show to others, as well as those strange tools, and began to study it.
Researching and distinguishing the ingredients was a process that had to be gone through when imitating a medicine. It was extremely dry and dull, so it seemed especially long.
The Tang Seventeenth Master remained in the secret room the entire time, not taking a single step out.
After some time had passed, a red ray of light seeped in from the ventilation hole in the west. It was already dusk. This task was finally completed. The people raised their heads, either dripping medicine into their bloodshot eyes or twisting their necks to loosen their aching bodies.
But in this seemingly relaxed and calm environment, a tense atmosphere still lingered. No one spoke.
The Tang Seventeenth Master's expression grew even gloomier, just like that dark wall that the light of dusk from the west could not reach.
In the end, he could not allow this situation to continue for too long.
The old doctor from Wenshui somewhat tiredly coughed and wrote down the ingredients he had identified on a piece of paper.
The other medical experts also noted down the components of the medicinal herbs that they had determined.
The Tang Seventeenth Master's brow was still furrowed, but his expression was much more relaxed. This was because he could clearly see that the ingredients they had written down were basically the same in proportion to their ingredients.
"It truly is a never-before-seen pill recipe. It's extremely extraordinary. It seems simple and crude, but it actually hides a supreme principle. If used to staunch bleeding and cleanse one's star, it should be extremely effective."
The old doctor from Wenshui shook his head and said, "But … it definitely can't do what the rumors say."
The Tang Seventeenth Master said nothing, because he knew that there was bound to be a follow-up, or perhaps an explanation.
"There is one ingredient that this old one analyzed for a long time, but he was still unable to determine what it was."
The old doctor from Wenshui, Doctor Yang, glanced at the Guardian from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets and the two doctors from Fengyang County. "I think that everyone else is the same."
The three medical experts nodded, their expressions somewhat perplexed.
Doctor Yang continued, "There is no ingredient in this world that the four of us cannot identify … which can only mean that this is perhaps not a medicinal ingredient, at least not before that person refined the Cinnabar Pill. Now, it seems that the wonders of the Cinnabar Pill … probably rest on this item. "
The Tang Seventeenth Master stepped forward, took the glass from the Guardian from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, and carefully examined a small disk on the table.
The small disk was a remnant of the pill that had already been separated, melted with water, and then steamed. If one looked at it with the naked eye, it would appear to be ordinary medicinal dregs. Even in the eyes of the Tang Seventeenth Master, it was just a slightly finer powder. But under the glass produced by the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, this powder was finally revealed in its truest form.
The vast desert was littered with square stones, as well as a few red crystalline shards. Compared to the barren desert of dregs, they were extremely few in number.
If one were to observe more closely, one would be able to see that these red crystal fragments were formed by countless strands of glass. Visually, they looked extremely tough and indestructible. If one stared at these red crystal fragments for a longer period of time, one could even sense the terrifying light energy contained in them.
These red shards were the reason the Cinnabar Pill was so dark red, and they were also the answer to the question that all the medical experts had racked their brains for.
After some time, the Tang Seventeenth Master raised his head and asked the crowd, "Just what is this? Or … what could it be? "
The priest, who had been silent since entering the room, finally opened his mouth to speak.
"It looks a little like … blood coral."
The words' blood coral 'caused the medical experts to reveal shocked expressions, and then a pensive look appeared on their faces.
The Tang Seventeenth Master was also very shocked, but after a few moments, he firmly declared, "This is impossible!"
This cleric had once been a bishop of the Hall of Illustrious Persons. In the purge led by Mao Qiuyu and Linghai Zhiwang, he had luckily managed to preserve his life, but he had been expelled from the Li Palace. He was in charge of refining pills in the Hall of Illustrious Persons and had once come into contact with the Cinnabar Pill. Logically speaking, his judgment was very trustworthy, but he could not convince the Tang Seventeenth Master.
Because the Tang Seventeenth Master just so happened to know that the only blood coral in the world was in the old estate of the Wenshui Tang clan.
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