As the essence of licking dogs was integrated at 50 o'clock, some information about treatment suddenly appeared in Wu Lang's mind, but this information was more detailed and profound than before.

If Wu Lang, who had just learned treatment, was compared to an intern, then he would now be a formal doctor who had undergone more than a dozen surgeries.

The entry-level healing technique not only consumes much less energy, but also doubles the effect of the healing technique compared to before.

Previously, Wu Lang could only use one therapy to fall asleep, but now he can only use three consecutive therapy sessions to fall asleep.

Originally, Wu Lang was planning to continue to improve his healing skills, but the entry-level healing skills required to consume 100 points of dog licking essence, and he only had fifty points left in his hand, so he had to give up this plan for the time being.

...

The next morning, Wu Lang got out of bed and walked. After Qinglin and the others learned that Wu Lang's leg injury had healed, they were just a little surprised at his recovery speed, but they did not suspect anything else.

After all, Wu Lang's legs were not too serious. According to Xue Lan and the others' speculation, it is estimated that they will recover in two or three days, so it is not a big deal?

Since the Shimo City is on the edge of the Tagor Desert, and there is only this desert city within a radius of dozens of miles, most merchants who come and go will choose to settle here, so there are many pedestrians passing by on the street.

Qing Lin, wearing a white robe, saw Wu Lang looking around, couldn't help asking curiously: "Brother Wu, are you looking for something?"

After Wu Lang got up this morning, he mysteriously found Qinglin and asked Qinglin to take him to Shimo City for a walk, but Qinglin found that he had been looking around, as if he was looking for something?

"Yes, I'm indeed looking for something. It's the treasure I left here before." Wu Lang said with a mysterious smile when he heard Qinglin's words.

"treasure?"

“Finally found.”

Just when Qinglin was still curious about what treasure it was, Wu Lang suddenly screamed and ran towards an abandoned wooden house not far away.

"Brother Wu, wait for me..."

Seeing this, Qinglin quickly stepped on his two slender thighs and trotted to follow him.

After Wu Lang took the lead in running into the abandoned wooden house, he took out the card with a ton of saltpeter with thought, and then unsealed the seal as soon as possible and extracted the saltpeter.

Not long after Wu Lang extracted the saltpeter, Qinglin also entered the cabin immediately, but her eyes only stopped on the pile of saltpeter for a while, and then began to look around curiously.

Qinglin glanced at every corner of the wooden house, but did not see any treasures? He couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Brother Wu, where are there any treasures here?"

It’s no wonder that Qinglin doesn’t know the goods, because these piles of saltpeters look similar to sand and soil. In desert cities like Shimo City, the most common ones are all kinds of sand and soil.

Upon hearing this, Wu Lang chuckled and said, "Haha, silly girl, this treasure is far away in the sky and close in front of him!"

"Brother Wu, you might be saying that these sands and soil are treasures, right?" Qinglin fell on the pile of saltpeter in front of him, and said a little uncertain.

Wu Lang said: "These are not ordinary sand and green scales, give me the bag."

Although Qinglin was still a little confused, when she heard Wu Lang's words, she obediently handed the cloth bag she carried with her to Wu Lang.

After Wu Lang filled more than 20 kilograms of saltpeter into the cloth bag, he rushed back to the base camp of the Motitani Mercenary Group with the confused Qinglin.

In fact, Wu Lang could also choose to directly remove these saltpeters from the base camp of the Motitani Mercenary Group, but in this way it exposed that he had storage treasures similar to the ring.

Although the ring is not a rare treasure on the Douqi Continent, the cheapest ring is worth tens of thousands of gold coins. Wu Lang has no self-protection power now? If he is targeted by some people with ulterior motives in the Motien Mercenary Group, it will be a very troublesome thing.

Of course, if Wu Lang just wanted to take out more than 20 kilograms of saltpeter, he naturally didn't need to cover such a big circle. Because he had other plans in his mind, he deliberately covered such a big circle to facilitate his future work.

After Wu Lang took Qinglin back to the Motien Mercenary Group, he first asked Qinglin to find two wooden basins, one large and one small, and then dug two buckets of well water to come.

Under Qinglin's curious eyes, Wu Lang first poured two-thirds of the well water into the large wooden basin, and then placed the small wooden basin full of water in the large wooden basin.

"Qinglin, you have to open your eyes and look at it. The next time is the time to witness the miracle!" After Wu Lang prepared the prerequisite for ice making, he slowly poured the saltpeter in the cloth bag into the water in the large wooden basin.

At first, Qinglin didn't know what Wu Lang wanted to do? But as saltpeter continued to merge into the water and absorbed a lot of heat, the water in the wooden basin actually freezes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After all the water in the large wooden basin and small wooden basin was frozen, Qinglin subconsciously reached out and touched the ice surface in the large wooden basin, and said with disbelief: "It's really... it's really frozen?"

If it is in those cold places, it is not a rare thing for these water to freeze? However, the temperature in Shimo City is usually above 35 degrees during the day. It is a very magical thing that these water can freeze in such a hot place.

"Qinglin, go and call Sister Xue Lan over and I'll make you fried fruit and ice for you." Wu Lang smiled and touched her little head.

"Well, I'll call Sister Xue Lan now."

Although Qinglin doesn’t know what fried ice is? However, it’s a great thing to be able to eat ice cubes on this hot day.

Originally, Wu Lang was going to find a few fruits to squeeze some juice, but fresh fruits in desert cities like Shimocheng were not easy to preserve, so he was unable to find enough fruits, so he only found some fruit wines similar to orange juice in the kitchen.

When Qinglin brought Xue Lan over, Wu Lang had prepared three big bowls of fried ice, and a layer of sour and sweet fruit wine was poured on it.

"Is this what Qinglin said about stir-fried ice? It looks pretty good!"
Chapter completed!