Wuxian's Medicine

Wu Xuan's soul was in a state of panic, and he even wanted to escape.

He could not contain his fear, even though there was hatred that could not be hidden in this fear and anxiety.

Wushan, which was once known as the connection between the Emperor of Heaven and the human world, was even granted to them by Emperor Yao. As the kingdom of witches, Wuxiang Kingdom, as the envoy of the gods, was superior to the people of Shenzhou and had a transcendent status. However, after that group of people came, it completely became a thing of the past.

The road to Wushan was sealed.

The trees that could lead directly to the human world were cut down.

The green snakes wrapped around the trees were shot.

The former messenger of God was forced to stay on the mountain and could not step into the human world. It was like being exiled.

In the later period, King Yu expelled all the mountains and seas of Shenzhou from the human world for the peace of the human race. Since Emperor Xuanyuan, the emperors of the human race have been known for their benevolence and virtue, especially Emperor Yao and Emperor Shun, who passed the throne to the emperor from generation to generation. However, King Yu, who succeeded Emperor Shun, was completely different...

He was a tyrannical emperor who killed gods and cast the Nine Cauldrons.

The man in front of him was the minister who engraved the Classic of Mountains and Seas for King Yu.

His first reaction was that even after a long time, the man named Yu led his ministers again and came from the legend to be angry for Wuxiang Kingdom's betrayal of his orders and to punish them.

But Wu Xuan soon discovered that there was only one person who came. Neither the ministers who had accompanied Yu nor the man who had swept the mountains and seas and gathered the gold of the Nine Provinces to cast the Nine Cauldrons came. He was slightly stunned, and then panted violently because he was relieved.

Fear was gradually suppressed, and other emotions were able to surge up.

Wu Xuan's body trembled slightly because of anger and hatred. He said:

"...Your name is Yuan, right? You are still alive, you are still alive."

"This is God asking me to take revenge. The hatred of Wushan and the hatred of Wu Country have not been forgotten for thousands of years. Today I will fight for my Wuxiang Country. Do you still remember me! Do you still remember the hatred of my Wu Clan! Do you still remember the sins you have committed against the Shanhai Wan Clan?!"

Wei Yuan fell into silence.

And Wu Xuan thought he felt ashamed, so his tone was more intense and unwilling.

Suddenly Wu Xuan heard a voice:

"...Who are you?"

Wu Xuan's voice stopped abruptly.

Wei Yuan frowned and looked at this remnant soul. In the first life, he had not eaten Kunlun Immortal Flower, and many memories were already blurred. That era was five thousand years ago. He was like a person who had lost his memory for thousands of years. Suddenly he was asked to recall what happened on a certain day thousands of years ago. He couldn't remember clearly at all.

I can only identify them as people from Wuxiang.

Wu Xuan opened his mouth, and his anger suddenly became a little confused. He hated one of his enemies for thousands of years, but in the end he even forgot his own name. His anger was like falling to death. He came to his senses and said angrily:

"I am the grandson of the high priest of Wuxiang, and the blood of the king of Wuxiang. Wu Xuan, you dare to..."

Wei Yuan replied: "We didn't get much jade from the Fengfang Department."

"Every corner of the jade has its meaning. Wuxiang is just one of the mountains and seas, and not everyone on Wushan is qualified to be recorded on the jade."

He said: "Your name, blood, and status are not qualified to be recorded by me."

"So, I don't remember who you are."

"In the entire Wuxiang country, I only remember ten people, and only the names of those ten people are worth remembering."

Wu Xuan's expression was stagnant.

He suddenly laughed in grief and indignation, saying, "You are so ignorant, you have cut off the human world from Wushan for a thousand years, and only dared to enter the human world after the seventh generation of the Shang king. Do you want to pass away with a word of ignorance? You deserve to die today! Damn it!"

Dayu is not here, and those born sacred are not here either.

What is a mere civil official? !

Wu Xuan is a descendant of Wuxiang State. Even though only a remnant soul is left, he still bursts out with great resentment. He wears a gray robe, a scepter in his left hand, and a green snake in his right hand. If you look closely, the scepter is also entangled with a strange red snake. He casts witchcraft and rushes towards Wei Yuan.

Wuxiang is not only a musician, but also a general of Emperor Shun, and also a fortune teller and witch doctor.

The long years have allowed him to master many skills and knowledge.

And Wu Xuan, his descendant, is the same.

Even though he was a remnant soul, his movements and demeanor were still majestic and could not be insulted. Wei Yuan put his fingers together and swept them, and the talisman was suspended in the air, fixing the yin and yang energy to prevent the aftermath of the fight from affecting the patients here. Then he stepped back. Wu Xuan's soul was about to turn into a physical body for a short time, and he attacked directly.

But Wei Yuan avoided it and blocked it with the eight-sided Han sword.

The two of them fought quickly in this spacious room.

The sword is for defense, while the staff is for attack.

Wu Xuan vaguely felt that something was wrong, and vaguely felt that he had a feeling of being restrained by the other party. He gritted his teeth, and the green and red snakes in his soul flew out and pounced on him. This was a direct attack on the soul, but it did not work. Before he got close, a colorful tiger stepped out from Wei Yuan's side.

That came from the waist badge hanging on his waist.

It came from the Crouching Tiger Order passed down from generation to generation.

The deep tiger roar directly broke the witchcraft that the Wuxiang country wizard had engraved in his soul, shattered it into pieces, and then was suppressed by this tiger.

The crouching tiger in ancient times was good at cutting down mountains and destroying temples, and dealing with witchcraft.

Wu Xuan's face was pale, his body was transparent, and he retreated repeatedly, trying to avoid it, but suddenly a long wind blew, and Wei Yuan's figure disappeared in a flash. Wu Xuan's thoughts stagnated, and then he felt a pressure on the acupuncture points behind his neck.

Wei Yuan's right hand directly pressed on Wu Xuan's spine.

Wu Xuan was about to resist, and suddenly felt a burning breath burst out from Wei Yuan's palm.

Here, Zhou Zichang, who was still conscious, and the old professor who scolded his disciple, saw the young man in a buttoned shirt exuding coldness, saw the yellow scarf flying on his arm, and the fingerless glove on his right hand suddenly tore into pieces, revealing a red stream of light, saw him twist his body and exert force, his palm seemed to clasp something in the void, and suddenly smashed it to the ground.

Boom! ! !

The red stream of light spread, and the fire of the yellow scarf rose fiercely.

Behind the young man, the tiger stepped gracefully, with deep eyes.

The red edict on the back of the hand——

Zhengyi, good at the affairs of gods and ghosts, can call the wind and rain, and subdue demons.

Zhang Daoling, felling mountains and destroying temples, and killing the six gods and ghosts.

This talisman exuded an extremely strong red light at this moment. Wei Yuan pressed it down hard and directly suppressed Wu Xuan. The latter was not weak, with natural witchcraft and all kinds of strange witchcraft methods.

But perhaps it is precisely because witchcraft is too powerful, so powerful that it can disrupt the order of the human world, so in the later generations of the Shang Dynasty, all schools and sects attach great importance to this method.

Whether it is the Taiping Dao that summons gods and exorcise ghosts, or the Zhengyi Dao that exorcises demons.

Or the ancient Crouching Tiger inheritance.

Almost all of them are born to defeat witchcraft.

Wei Yuan used talismans, supplemented by the power of exorcising ghosts, to control Wu Xuan tightly.

While suppressing him, Wei Yuan vaguely saw a series of pictures.

But it was not ancient times, but modern traffic. He saw an empty house, old clothes, and a man outside the door turning on the TV and watching a football game. The table and the floor were full of empty beer bottles, and the ashtray was almost full of cigarette butts.

On this side of the door, it was a narrow, cramped, and dim space.

A thin boy fell to the ground, breathing hard, and his body twitched unnaturally.

He knocked on the door, almost weakly murmured: "Dad... medicine... medicine..."

The man outside the door had passed out drunk.

The medicine was on the table.

So the boy died in the end, and on his desk, there was a bronze tripod that was used as a pen holder.

In the bronze tripod, Wu Xuan's body slowly emerged. He seemed to be considering something, with his arms folded, with a sneer on his face. He waited until the boy fell ill and died, and then took out the last pill from the bronze tripod with the pattern of the red bird and let the boy swallow it.

The next day, the boy woke up.

He finally realized what health was and how tempting immortality was.

The exorcism technique failed to explore deeper memories. Wei Yuan sealed Wu Xuan directly in the exorcism talisman and planned to send it to Nu Jiao. The latter should be more confident than himself on how to deal with Wu Xian Country. Then he reached out his hand, captured and tied Zhou Zichang, and blocked the latter's meridians with the Qi of the martial arts monks, making him unable to use force. Then he used the yellow scarf talisman to stabilize the physical condition of these blood cancer patients.

It's a pity that the Taiping Dao talisman can only regulate the five Qi in the human body, can only enhance the human body's own constitution, make people healthier, rely on self-immunity to defeat the disease, but can't make the cancerous cells return to normal. In other words, cancer is the disease that magic is least good at.

The old medical professor was still awake. He looked at Wei Yuan and murmured, "You are..."

Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, and said, "... Old sir, did you see it just now?"

The old man nodded slowly, staring at the sealed Wu Xuan, paused, and said self-deprecatingly:

"... I can see the soul, it seems that I am about to die. Is Zichang bewitched by him?"

Wei Yuan replied, "It's not bewitching. In fact, Zhou Zichang is dead. Of course, it can't be said that he is dead. Old sir, did Zhou Zichang say something like the immortal medicine..."

The old man nodded hesitantly.

Wei Yuan said, "It is true."

The old man widened his eyes and asked with difficulty, "... Is there really an elixir of immortality?"

Wei Yuan replied, "There is indeed an elixir of immortality, but immortality does not have only one explanation. It can be an elixir of immortality, or it can be a medicine that will not kill you after taking it. I was not sure before, but now I think about it, the medicine of Wuxiang Country is the second kind."

The old man was shocked: "Bone meat, living dead?!"

"Indeed, but this comes at a price."

Wei Yuan replied, thought for a while, and said, "I remember an old thing."

"Not before..., no, not, it was a long time ago."

"At that time, there was a god named Yu Yu, a human-headed snake-bodied god who would eat people, but in fact, at the beginning, this guy was very kind and harmless. He was once tortured by the two cruel gods Wei and Er. Emperor Yao was very sad and resurrected him. According to the records, it was 'made immortal'. Death'."

"But after that, Yu Yu became a more brutal god than the murderer who killed him."

"He killed all living things and even ate passers-by."

"Then Emperor Yao had to send Hou Yi to kill him."

Wei Yuan paused and said, "Immortality is always a curse, and miracles that violate the rules of heaven and earth, such as resurrection from the dead, will be cursed even more, and that is not from some kind of extraordinary power, but from the choice of the person who takes the medicine."

"Perhaps it is because of the personal experience of death, or perhaps the side effects of the immortality drug will magnify the experience of death. People who take the immortality drug will pathologically pursue the cause of their own death."

"Those who have been tortured will become murderous lunatics; those who die of illness will crave to break the disease."

"Those who are drowned will never want to get close to the water source for the rest of their lives."

The old man seemed to understand something and said: "Zhou Zichang, he..."

Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, then answered:

"He was watched sick and died alive, and then swallowed Wu Xian's medicine. The obsession with immortality occupied his main consciousness, and he was guided step by step to become a paranoid lunatic."

"Emperor Yao's doctor was Wu Xian."

"It was Wu Xian's medicine that turned Yu Yu from a good god into an evil demon."

"Wu Xian's medicine is indeed immortal, but this immortality only allows the consciousness to remain in the body."

"The consciousness is still there, but the body is dead, and the cells are no longer renewed. It will be like a conscious zombie. It is even different from that. The consciousness of a zombie will also dissipate one day, and such an immortal medicine will allow the consciousness and soul of the person who takes it to remain in the body forever."

"Everything is the same as a normal person, with joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, but the body is dead."

"Watching my body turn into a corpse-like state."

"And the side effects of 'immortality' will make them frantically look for the possibility of alleviating this change. One method I once knew was to inject another medicine into the body, injecting vitality from the same blood."

"Like water flowing through a dry river, it keeps the body alive for ten or even dozens of years."

"Then, you need to continue taking such medicine."

"So, Zhou Zichang is probably planning to rely on blood cancer to overcome the side effects of Wuxian's medicine. Wuxian's medicine can partially suppress the vitality of the body, leaving the body in a dead state, with vitality leaking out, and cancer cells can proliferate uncontrollably. If it can be used properly, it may be possible to achieve a balance."

"But..."

"Is the immortal medicine that even gods are tortured into madness really something that human will can bear?"

The old man suddenly noticed that the young man suddenly paused in a trance.

When he looked up, the young man in black clothes had returned to normal.

Wei Yuan reached out and held the ancient and exquisite Shang bronze tripod in his hand.

He tapped with his fingers. He had been prepared in advance. This familiar object, which was the same as the Shang King's bronze jar, allowed him to glimpse a corner of the distant past, see the ancient and towering altar, and see the heroic and tall man wearing luxurious clothes.

He had a detailed map in his hand, with the words "Chaoge" on it.

He threw the map into the bronze tripod that was more than one meter high.

The bronze tripod was huge, majestic and solemn, with cloud and thunder patterns as the ground, a row of embossed fish patterns on the ears, embossed double tigers eating human heads on the outside of the ears, Taotie patterns on the periphery of the abdomen, embossed Taotie patterns on the upper part of the column foot, and two convex string patterns on the lower part.

It was a sacrificial object.

There were several objects churning in the tripod, including the Shang King's bronze jar and a short sword engraved with black bird patterns.

There is also a bronze tripod with a red bird pattern. In addition, there are several other objects. Surrounding it is an altar. On the steps, there are merchants kneeling and kowtowing, chanting words of sacrifice. Amid the vast and ancient prayers, the map gradually burns, but it never disappears completely. Finally, it turns into a stream of light and flies into these bronze objects.