Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh value for money
"Boom boom boom boom."
When Lin Muyu, Tang Xiaoxi and Bai Yin rushed out of the tomb chamber, a series of explosions came from below, and the purple flower totem pole outside the tomb chamber was already trembling and shaking. It would be a matter of time before the collapse of the mountain body was happening. The three of them rushed down the pond water together and swam away from this area that was about to bid farewell to the world.
The cold lake water soaked her clothes, and Lin Muyu couldn't lift too many kingly battle flames to provide them to the battle armor. Fortunately, Tang Xiaoxi took care of her, so there was nothing big.
When the three of them floated in the pool in the canyon, it was already dawn the next day. Time in the King Huai Tomb seemed to have been much faster than outside, which was very mysterious.
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On the shore not far away, stone scale patients who were entering a petrified state let out a low wail, staring at Lin Muyu one by one, Tang Xiaoxi and Bai Yin looked at him, their eyes full of dullness and fierceness.
"Go away from them," Lin Muyu said.
"Um."
Tang Xiaoxi held his arm and swam along the water, and Bai Yin also swam clumsyly. It seemed that Bai Yin could master the basic swimming skills after this time.
After getting ashore, Bai Yin immediately clasped his fists and said, "Commander, this is not a place for long-term stay. Since we have found what we want, we should hurry back to Lanyan City quickly."
"No, no hurry..." Lin Muyu waved her hand and said, "Look here to see if there are any seven-star flowers."
"Seven Star Flower." Bai Yin was stunned.
"Yes." Lin Muyu said: "The soul flower and the seven-star flower's medicine essence are mixed together and boiled together to form a potion that dissipates with the wind. I hope it can detoxify these stone scale patients."
Bai Yin narrowed his eyes and said, "Master, don't blame Bai Yin for being too verbally sarcastic. These stone scale patients wanted to harm us before. Why should we waste such a good medicinal material as Soul Flower to save them now?"
Lin Muyu smiled and said, "That's just their unconscious behavior. Besides, it didn't really hurt us. Bai Yin, don't blame me for being too much. There are thousands of cultivators in the Broken Cauldron Realm, but there are very few people who can enter the Holy Realm or even enter the Divine Realm. To put it bluntly, everyone only practices martial arts but does not cultivate martial ethics. The state of mind determines the cultivation level. If everyone could think of the people, I'm afraid there would be more than a hundred powerful people in the Broken Cauldron Realm."
Bai Yin was stunned and said respectfully: "I admire you."
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Not long after, Tang Xiaoxi found a seven-star flower in a valley in the canyon, which made Lin Muyu very happy. He contributed the cooking pot, scooped a pot of water on a pot of pond water, boiled it on a fire, and those who had stone scales could only whimper on the other side of the lake. Their eyesight seemed very poor and they could not see the specific location of Lin Muyu and others.
Soul flowers were taken out from the Qiankun bag and arranged them together. Lin Muyu took a deep breath and gently opened his palm. The king's fighting flames urged his hand to condense his flower, and the soul flowers were trembling. Soon after, milky white medicines left the petals and lingered in Lin Muyu's palm. At the same time, Lin Muyu used his heart and tempered the medicines of the seven-star flower with his other hand. The two medicines were mixed together. When the water in the pot boiled, he immediately became a faint fragrance wafted with the wind.
This is the upper vent, and the medicine is floating by and swept across the valley quickly.
More than an hour later, Bai Yin narrowed his eyes and looked at the stone scale sick man in the distance, saying, "It seems...it doesn't work. Commander, why don't we give up..."
"No."
Lin Muyu's clear eyes were full of decisiveness and said, "Bai Yin, look at the young stone scale-skinned man who was closest to us. The stone skin on her arm began to slowly fall off and she was bleeding..."
"Ah, it's true..." Bai Yin was stunned.
That's right, the detoxification divine water is known as the best antidote in the world, and its effect is very fast. The stone scales on patients with mild stone scale disease in the distance have begun to fall off. After fresh blood flows out, the skin will begin to rebirth, which also means that their lives will be reborn.
In this way, Bai Yin went to pick up firewood, Tang Xiaoxi boiled potions, and the three of them stayed here, helping the people in the canyon for three consecutive days to heal. Although it seemed like three days had been wasted, Lin Muyu firmly believed that these three days were not in vain. On the one hand, it could save at least thousands of stone scale patients in the canyon, and on the other hand, it could cultivate the state of mind and cultivate the mind for himself and the three of them.
Whoever truly achieves outstanding achievements in cultivation is not compassionate to the heavens and the others? The God Emperor Fuxi, the God Emperor Nuwa, and these ancient gods are all sympathetic existences. To say, the Seven Stars Demon Emperor, although he is a demon, he is not completely ruined in the end. He shows the image of a big brother in front of Lin Muyu. Qin Yi, the only person in the Qin family who practices to become the God Emperor, his ultimate goal of chasing the Seven Stars Demon Emperor is probably to restore peace to the Three Realms.
As for Luo Lan, this powerful man in the first level of the divine realm has not made any breakthroughs after so many years. It must be related to his state of mind. If Luo Lan really practiced his state of mind, he would probably have been able to become a god king in the heavens for so many years.
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Two more days later, five days later, all the stone scale patients who were originally wandering aimlessly in the canyon gathered together. Many people cried bitterly. Just before the sunset, a group of most of the stone scale patients who had recovered helped each other and walked around the lake.
"What are they going to do?" Bai Yin pressed his palm on the hilt of the sword.
"Don't be nervous." Lin Muyu reached out and pressed his scabbard and said, "The stone scale disease on these people has been cured and there is no threat to us anymore. Don't hurt them."
“Yes, commander.”
At this moment, a group of patients with stone scale disease who had just recovered were less than ten meters apart. An old man about 60 years old walked over with a crutch in his hand, tremblingly supported by a girl in plain clothes. His turbid eyes were full of gratitude and said, "Everyone... Dear young men, did you cure us with the smell of medicine?"
Lin Muyu walked up, clasped her fists and said respectfully: "Yes, old man, how long has the stone scale disease been here?"
"About...about three hundred years..." The old man burst into tears in an instant and said, "Our fathers and grandpas all died at the hands of stone scale disease. There are few people in the village who can live beyond 50 years old. Young man, it is you who changed the fate of our village. Please give me a prayer."
"Old man, don't be polite."
Lin Muyu directly held him with his hands and said, "I'll draw my sword to help you when I see the injustice on the road, hehe..."
The old man was stunned. There was no saying in the Broken Tripod Realm that "draw a sword to help when seeing injustice" was that this was one of the reasons why the people in the Broken Tripod Realm did not cultivate martial ethics. No one was going to be a chivalrous and righteous person and to support sentient beings. Even the Knights Hall was just a name. Real knights were actually no different from mercenaries. They were all people who pursue fame and fortune.
"Young hero, we have nothing to give to you, but... but the grace of saving lives must be repaid, so... we can only give to the young hero some treasures that our ancestors have treasured for many years."
"oh."
"Xiaoyan, Xiaoqin, bring the things over." The old man ordered.
Suddenly, the two girls walked forward. They had just recovered, but they were holding a golden stone in their hands.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but be surprised: "Old man, is this... this is a gold mine? Ahha, I think you misunderstood. We cook soup medicine to detoxify you, it's not for you to repay you, there's no need for gold mine."
The old man shook his head and smiled and said, "Young man, you misunderstood. This is not a gold mine. This is a mysterious stone. After being ground into powder, it can be used as a raw material for writing the heavenly books. These two mysterious stones contain very rich spiritual power and can be called the best mysterious stone. This is a treasure passed down by our ancestors for hundreds of generations. Although we don't know what it is, it must be very valuable."
Lin Muyu was speechless.
Tang Xiaoxi touched his arm lightly and smiled, "Since the old man is sincere, then accept it, otherwise he will feel guilty."
"Oh well……"
Lin Muyu nodded, but two pieces of mysterious gold stones were put into Qiankun bag, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, old man."
The old man smiled slightly: "I want to thank you Shaoxia, you are right. You saved our entire village. From now on, we can finally live like normal people. I wonder if the youngxia... can we leave some antidote for us? Some of our tribesmen are scattered in the jungle in the south of the mountain."
"Yes." Lin Muyu nodded and said, "We will camp here for one night tonight and set off back to the imperial capital tomorrow. I will use the opportunity to refine some antidote potions tonight and leave them for you to spare."
"Thank you, Young Master..." The old man bowed his hand tremblingly, his face full of gratitude. In fact, he was so old that those antidote potions were very precious and ordinary people would not be willing to take them out at all, but the young man in front of him was willing to contribute without hesitation. What a great kindness.
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At night, piles of bonfires rose by the lake. The village finally started to live a real life for the first time. This was probably the first time that many villagers saw the flames. They were dancing excitedly next to the fire. Although they couldn't tell what the dance was, they were just happy anyway.
Lin Muyu was not idle, so he refined the medicine by the lake. The formula for detoxifying divine water was very simple. The ratio of the Soul Flower and the Seven Star Flower to the Medicine Yuan is 5:5, and some water is enough to be prepared. The only difficulty is to extract the Medicine Yuan from the Soul Flower. This flower is very tender and will damage the fiber by accident. Moreover, the Medicine Yuan is also very delicate. Alchemists without certain abilities cannot temper the Medicine Yuan at all. Of course, I won’t mention the monsters in the refining world like Lin Muyu. The Ninghua hand blessed by the King of Fighting Flame, even if it gets a tuft of hair from Taishang Laojun, it can temper some DNA for him.
A total of more than 100 bottles of detoxification water were refined and 50 of them were given to the old village chief. As a thank you, the old village chief gave a roasted whole sheep to Lin Muyu and the other three. This was about the most cost-effective business in history. The value of 50 bottles of detoxification water was at least 500,000 gold coins, while a roasted whole sheep was not worth even 50 silver coins.
Of course, Lin Muyu didn't know that the two pieces of mysterious stones given to him by the old man were the best engraving materials. If he knew, he would definitely think that these 50 bottles of detoxification divine water were truly worth the money.
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Chapter completed!