Willow trees are very prone to illness, their core rotten, and insect-eaten. Therefore... even if the willow trees that have been hundreds of years old are hollow, many willow trees are even more worm-eaten and only bark are left, but they can still survive tenaciously.

Therefore, a willow tree that has lived for more than 10,000 years and has long been hollowed out by borers can actually condense a wood core. This is simply a miracle among miracles!

How could an easy treasure, as the Emperor Xuanming Heavenly Emperor, be forced to claim it? If it fails to claim it, it will be forced to rob it.

In fact, the reason why the core of the willow tree condensed and was not eaten by insects is that this willow tree grows next to a space crack, absorbs the power of space, condenses into the core of law!

Hollow willow trees are the only trees that can absorb the power of space and condense into the core of the law of space, but their probability is almost impossible.

Therefore, when he suddenly saw that such a treasure was born, even Emperor Xuanming could not control himself and forced himself to ask for it. Chu Xingyun wanted to refuse to give it, so he forced him to take it away, but in the end, he still made Chu Xingyun cheaper.

The tree core of the hollow willow is combined with the laws of space and then merged into the void true body of the Taixu Spirit-Devouring Python, creating the supreme void Dharma body.

When the Dharma body of the void reaches great success, it can transform into the void and transform into reality into emptiness. Even the thunder of the disaster cannot hurt it at all.

For the time being, the Void Dharma Body is still too far away, and it is still too far away from activating the power of the Void...

However, even if the power of void cannot be activated, Chu Xingyun has already possessed extremely pure and condensed wood energy just by relying on the core of the ten thousand-year-old willow tree.

He gently placed his hand on a tree trunk, Chu Xingyun... That is, Yan Returns, gently closed his eyes and felt it with all his strength.

As the energy of the wood system fluctuates, every grass and tree in the entire forest appears in the perception of the swallow's return.

After a while, Yan Guilai let go of his hand and walked forward.

Not long after walking, Yan Guilai bent down, put his hands into the knee-high water, and pulled up two green herbs.

Nodded with satisfaction, Yan came back and continued to move forward. Along the way, he bent down from time to time to pull up a few medicinal herbs from the water, breaking a few branches, or picking a few wild fruits from the tree.

After walking along the way, Yan Guilai quickly collected a small handful of medicinal materials, then turned around with satisfaction and rushed towards the direction of the ruined temple.

When they returned to the dilapidated temple, they looked at what they saw, Yafu and Yaxin were probably tired of crying, leaning against each other, falling into a deep sleep, and they didn't even notice that the bonfire next to them was about to go out.

He shook his head helplessly. Yan Guilai walked to the bonfire, filled in with a few pieces of firewood, then stood up, walked to the corner, and took out the porcelain bowls and broken iron pots that the two sisters usually used.

I went to the ruined temple to collect some rainwater, washed the two porcelain bowls and the broken iron pot, and Yan Guilai returned to the bonfire.

Next, he put various medicinal herbs into the pot and went outside to pick up half a pot of rainwater. Then... Chu Xingyun set up a broken iron pot and boiled it on the bonfire.

These herbs are not amazing spiritual herbs, but just ordinary weeds, branches, bark, and wild fruits.

However, Chu Xingyun knew the characteristics of these medicinal materials clearly as soon as he started.

Although there is no prescription and no logic, Chu Xingyun believes that the medicinal properties of these medicinal materials are reasonably matched, and the potions made of boiled can definitely reduce the fever of the two girls.

Distinguishing materials and medicines, identifying the properties of medicines... This is the basic skill of an alchemist and the most difficult thing to master.

There is a reason why most people cannot become alchemists, but they are actually stuck on this link.

So hot! So cold...

As they were being cooked, Yafu and Yaxin made soft moans.

Turning around, the sisters had a pretty face, but one of them called hot, the other they called cold.

Shaking his head, Yan Guilai stretched out his hand and looked over their heads. Sure enough... the place where he started was extremely hot and burned very seriously.

I looked at the clothes on the two girls. Although I had been baking for a long time, the clothes outside were not dry, let alone the clothes inside.

Especially the two sisters were still wet under the buttocks and backs, and water droplets were dripping from time to time.

He shook his head helplessly. Yan Guilai knew that if he continued like this, it would be difficult to get better even after taking the soup.

The most important thing to treat diseases and save people is to remove the lesions. If the lesions are not dug, even if the medicine is consumed, it will be useless.

With a moment of contemplation, Yan Guilai stood up, supported the two girls, and returned to their boudoir.

Although the walls of their boudoir had been demolished by Chu Xingyun at this moment, fortunately, there was no one in the dilapidated temple at this moment, and no one would come.

Without thinking too much, in order to cure the disease and save the patient, Yan Guilai laid the two sisters on the bed, then gently untied his hands and removed the two girls' clothes.

Soon, two petite bodies were all invisible and stood in front of Yan's return.

Under the high fever, the two girls were moist and red, exuding a beautiful fragrance, and the people in the middle wanted to get drunk...

He shook his head in a daze. Yan Guilai didn't think too much. In his memory, he didn't think anything was wrong with doing this. He pulled the two sisters' thin quilts and covered their bodies.

After looking around, Yan Guilai rushed to the bed where the five boys used to carry a large amount of thatched bed, and piled up a small wall for the two girls.

In this way, even if someone suddenly broke in, there was no sight of two sleeping girls.

Nodded with satisfaction, Yan Guilai rushed back to the campfire, while controlling the heat, he took a branch and kept stirring the herbs in the iron pot to prevent it from being heated unevenly and causing the medicinal materials to get rid of.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally... the medicine liquid in the iron pot became less and less, and the medicinal materials in the pot had been completely cooked, and all the medicine liquid in the medicinal materials was boiled out and melted into the potion.

Nodded with satisfaction, Yan Guilai picked up the iron pot and poured the dark green potion from the iron pot into two porcelain bowls.

At this moment, these two bowls of potions were too hot to drink, so... Yan Guilai picked up the iron pot, poured the medicine residue in the pot outside the gate, then brushed the rain water and took half a pot of rain water, and then rushed back.

He put the iron pot on the fire again, Yan Guilai threw more than a dozen green fruits in it. These fruits were exactly the kind of sour fruits that the two sisters had eaten for him before.

After finishing everything, Yan Guilai reached out and touched the two porcelain bowls. Although it was a little hot, this kind of medicine soup should be drunk while it was hot. If it was cold, the effect would be greatly reduced.

With two porcelain bowls gently, Yan Guilai rushed to the boudoir of the two girls, then helped the two girls one by one and helped them drink two bowls of medicinal soup.

The medicine soup is obviously very bitter. After all... it is not made of spiritual herbs, but made of ordinary weeds, branches, and bark. Bitter is inevitable.

After taking the medicine soup, the two pretty girls wrinkled their bitter faces, but... they wanted to cure the disease and survive, and they had to drink no matter how bitter they were.

After pouring two bowls of medicinal soup, Yan Guilai rushed back to the bonfire and continued to boil the green fruits in the pot.

This kind of fruit is actually not mature pear. It is cool in nature and has the effects of treating wind and heat, moistening the lungs, cooling the heart, eliminating phlegm, reducing fire, and detoxifying.
Chapter completed!