Willow trees were prone to diseases. Their cores would rot, and they would be eaten by worms. Therefore, even if a willow tree was hollow, and many willow trees had been eaten by worms until only their bark was left, they could still survive tenaciously.
Therefore, a willow tree that had lived for more than ten thousand years and whose trunk had been hollowed out by worms could actually condense a wood core. This was simply a miracle among miracles!
Given the status of the Mysterious Underworld Celestial Emperor, how could he forcibly ask for an ordinary treasure?
In fact, the reason why this ten-thousand-year-old willow tree core had not been eaten by worms was because this willow tree had grown beside a spatial crack. It had absorbed the power of space and condensed a core of laws!
The hollow willow tree was the only tree that could absorb the power of space and condense a core of laws of space. However, the probability was so low that it was almost impossible.
Therefore, when he suddenly saw the birth of such a precious treasure, even the Mysterious Underworld Celestial Emperor could not control himself and forcibly rushed over to ask for it. Chu Xingyun had the heart to not give it to him, so he forcibly took it away. However, in the end, it still benefited Chu Xingyun.
The hollow willow tree core combined with the law of space and then fused with the Void True Body of the Great Void Spirit Devouring Python to create the supreme Void Avatar.
When the Void Avatar reached great success, it could turn one's body into the void and turn reality into nothingness. Even tribulation lightning could not harm it.
For the time being, the Void Avatar was still too far away from activating the power of the void.
However, even if he could not activate the power of the void, Chu Xingyun already possessed incomparably pure and condensed wood energy just by relying on the tree core of the ten-thousand-year-old willow tree.
Gently placing his hand on a tree trunk, Chu Xingyun, who was also Yan Guilai, gently closed his eyes and used all his strength to perceive.
As the wood energy fluctuated, every blade of grass and tree in the entire grove appeared in Yan Guilai's perception.
After a while, Yan Guilai let go of his hand and walked forward.
After walking for a short distance, Yan Guilai bent down, dipped his hands into the knee-deep water, and pulled out two green herbs.
Nodding his head in satisfaction, Yan Guilai continued forward. Along the way, he would occasionally bend down to pull out a few medicinal herbs from the water, break a few branches, or pluck a few wild fruits from the trees.
Along the way, Yan Guilai quickly collected a small handful of medicinal ingredients. Only then did he turn around in satisfaction and rush towards the direction of the ruined temple.
When they returned to the ruined temple, Yafu and Yaxin were probably exhausted from crying. They leaned against each other and fell into a deep sleep. They didn't even notice that the bonfire beside them was about to go out.
Shaking his head helplessly, Yan Guilai walked to the bonfire and added a few pieces of wood. He then stood up and walked to the corner, taking out the porcelain bowl and broken iron pot that the two sisters usually used.
After collecting some rainwater from outside the ruined temple and washing the two porcelain bowls and the broken iron pot, Yan Guilai returned to the bonfire.
Next, he put all the medicinal ingredients into the pot and went outside to collect half a pot of rainwater. Then … Chu Xingyun set up the broken iron pot and started boiling over the bonfire.
These medicinal herbs weren't anything special. They were just ordinary grass, branches, tree bark, and wild fruits.
However, Chu Xingyun was able to clearly understand the characteristics of those medicinal herbs the moment he started using them.
Although he didn't have a prescription or any logic to speak of, Chu Xingyun believed that if the medicinal properties of these medicinal herbs were properly matched, the medicine that was boiled would definitely be able to reduce the two girls' fever.
Identifying ingredients, identifying medicinal properties … These were the basic skills of an alchemist. It was also the most difficult skill to master.
The reason why the majority of people were unable to become alchemists was because they were stuck at this stage.
So hot! So cold …
As he was boiling, Yafu and Yaxin let out soft moans.
Turning his head, he saw that the pretty sisters' faces were fiery red. However, one of them was complaining that it was hot, while the other was complaining that it was cold.
Shaking his head, Yan Guilai stretched out his hand and touched their heads. Sure enough … the area where he touched was extremely hot. The fever was very serious.
He looked at the clothes on the two girls. Although they had been roasting over the bonfire for half a day, their outer clothes were still wet, let alone their inner clothes.
Especially the girls' buttocks and backs, which were still dripping with water from time to time.
Shaking his head helplessly, Yan Guilai knew that if this continued, even if they drank the medicine, it would be difficult for them to get better.
The most important thing in treating and saving people was to remove the source of the illness. If the source of the illness wasn't removed, even if they drank the medicine, it would be useless.
After pondering for a moment, Yan Guilai stood up and helped the two girls back to their rooms.
Although the walls around their rooms had been torn down by Chu Xingyun, at this moment, there was no one else in this dilapidated temple, so no one would come.
Without thinking too much, Yan Guilai laid the two sisters on the bed in order to save them. Then, he gently removed the girls' clothes.
Very quickly, two petite and exquisite bodies were laid out in front of Yan Gui Lai without a single thread of clothing.
Due to their high fever, the two girls' bodies were rosy red and emitted a charming fragrance that was intoxicating …
Shaking his head blankly, Yan Guilai didn't think too much about it. Since he had lost his memory, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he was doing. He pulled the thin blanket over the two sisters and covered their bodies.
Looking around, Yan Guilai rushed to the five boys' beds. He carried a large amount of bedding straw and piled it up to form a small wall around the two girls.
In this way, even if someone suddenly barged in, they wouldn't be able to see the two unconscious girls.
Nodding his head in satisfaction, Yan Gui Lai hurried back to the bonfire. While controlling the temperature of the fire, he took out a branch and kept stirring the herbs in the iron pot. This was to prevent the herbs from burning due to the uneven heat.
After an unknown amount of time, finally … the medicinal liquid in the iron pot became less and less. The medicinal herbs in the pot had been thoroughly boiled. The medicinal liquid in the herbs had also been boiled out and melted into the medicinal liquid.
Nodding his head in satisfaction, Yan Guilai picked up the iron pot and poured the dark green medicinal liquid into two porcelain bowls.
At this moment, the two bowls of medicinal liquid were still too hot to drink. Therefore … Yan Guilai picked up the iron pot and poured the medicinal dregs out of the door. He used the rainwater to wash the pot and collected half the pot of rainwater before rushing back.
Once again placing the iron pot on the fire, Yan Guilai threw in more than ten green fruits. These fruits were the ones that the two sisters had given him before. They were the extremely sour fruits.
After finishing everything, Yan Guilai reached out and touched the two porcelain bowls. Although they were still a little hot, this kind of medicinal liquid had to be drunk while it was hot. If it was cold, the effect would be greatly reduced.
Gently carrying the two porcelain bowls, Yan Guilai rushed to the two girls' room. Then, he helped the two girls up and helped them drink the two bowls of medicinal liquid.
The medicinal liquid was obviously very bitter. After all … it wasn't brewed with spiritual herbs. It was only brewed with ordinary grass, branches, and tree bark. Bitterness was inevitable.
After drinking the medicinal liquid, the two delicate girls' faces wrinkled with bitterness. However … if they wanted to be cured and live, they had to drink it no matter how bitter it was.
After drinking the two bowls of medicinal liquid, Yan Guilai rushed back to the bonfire and continued to boil the green fruits in the pot.
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