Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 385 Han Li: I'm just learning medicine with Feng Wu
The mortal world.

Outside Jiayuan City, ten miles away, in an unnamed deep mountain, there is a valley that has been cleared out, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

As the mortal Mo Yu looked at the two newly added Nascent Soul level demon bodies in the group chat, his lips twitched.

He still hasn't sold the internal organs of the peacock demon body that has reached the Great Perfection of Core Formation, and now two more Nascent Soul level beings have come along.

All I can say is, he truly lives up to his reputation as a battle maniac!

Their efficiency in causing trouble is truly top-notch; wherever they go, death follows. They have the air of a true protagonist.

Mo Yu, a mortal, composed himself, casually took out the many unknown herbs, and got up to walk towards the herb field not far away.

Beside the medicinal herb field, Han Li was bending over, inspecting the fruits of his careful care with a face full of satisfaction and contentment.

The medicinal herb fields here, along with the entire valley, were all provided by the Mo family.

The original herb farmers had long been dismissed, and now, only he and Mo Yu remained in this tranquil valley.

"Brother Mo."

Han Li sensed someone approaching with his divine sense. He straightened up and turned around. When he saw that it was Mo Yu, a genuine smile appeared on his face. He raised his hand to greet him.

Then, his gaze naturally fell on the two large packages Mo Yu was carrying, and he asked curiously:

"What good stuff did you bring me this time?"

"Why don't you open it and see for yourself?"

Mo Yu chuckled and handed over the two large packages.

Han Li was already used to this.

Since arriving in Lanzhou, the other party has always brought out amazing things that have shocked him and even overturned his understanding of the world.

Even though he was prepared, when Han Li unpacked the package and saw the fresh herbs with their roots still attached to the soil of a different color, and even emitting a faint spiritual light, his usually calm eyes couldn't help but reveal surprise.

"This...this is danshen? No! Danshen flowers are bluish-purple, how can the stamens be indigo...and this one, the leaves resemble black nightshade, but the fruit is like fire crystal..."

He searched through more than twenty medicinal herbs, but couldn't recognize a single one!

This made him deeply doubt his medical skills, which he had previously been somewhat confident in.

“These were found in the ruins of an ancient cultivator. I saw that they contained spiritual energy, so I picked them for you.”

The mortal Mo Yu shook the smaller package in his hand:

"The large bag you're carrying shouldn't be poisonous. But the small bag I'm carrying is most likely poisonous. You'll have to figure out the specific medicinal properties and the formula yourself."

"Let me study the medicinal properties on my own, and then... develop the formula?"

Han Li looked at the two packets containing a total of forty or fifty unknown spiritual herbs, his expression a mixture of ecstatic joy and sorrow.

"Brother Mo, you're giving me way too much credit!"

With his limited knowledge, it was already quite impressive that he could refine the known pills step by step.

Developing pill formulas from scratch is something only alchemy masters would dare to dream of!
"If you're not dead, I believe in you!"

Mo Yu, a mortal, patted him heavily on the shoulder, his eyes full of trust and certainty, even more so than Han Li himself.

Just kidding, you're the future Old Demon Han, who went from ordinary medicine to elixirs, and eventually became a Celestial Venerable through drug use.

If you can refine elixirs, then a few low-level pill formulas are nothing to you.
In order to bring out Han Li's hidden talent for alchemy ahead of time, Mo Yu took out a book that had been prepared in advance and put it in his hand.

That book was thicker than a dictionary, and it had four big characters written on it: "Pharmacology Complete"!
More importantly, it's made of colored leather!
He didn't even bother to make a copy himself (there were too many words, and Mo Yu found it troublesome), and just brazenly handed this "heavenly book" that clearly didn't belong to the style of this era directly to Han Li, not even bothering to pretend anymore.

Han Li looked at the astonishing thickness of the book, especially when he opened it and saw the densely packed tiny characters inside, and his lips twitched incessantly.

The amount of knowledge in this one book alone is almost equal to all the medical knowledge he learned from Doctor Mo!
However, after flipping through only two pages, he was completely stunned by the insightful, illustrated, and extremely detailed pharmacological analysis!
The feeling was as if dozens of learned and profound masters of medicine were breaking him down, kneading him, and then using a funnel to pour food into his brain!

I was immediately awestruck!

It took a great deal of effort for Han Li to finally tear his eager gaze away from the book.

He carefully closed the book, treasuring it as he tucked it into his bosom, pressing it tightly against his chest.

In his opinion, this thing was no less valuable than the Five Thunder Orthodox Method that Mo Yu had given him before, which could improve his aptitude!
However, if the latter were exposed, it would alarm the entire cultivation world; while the former would drive all alchemists mad!
'Brother Mo's kindness is never enough!'

Han Li, who had already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining and successfully switched to the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, sighed inwardly.

He didn't say any empty words of thanks, but secretly vowed to thoroughly understand the book as soon as possible, then figure out the medicinal properties of these spiritual herbs, refine them into pills, and transform them into the immortal foundation of him and his brother!
"I'll plant these herbs first. Even though they're still covered in soil, they might die if they're kept away from the ground for too long and lose their spiritual essence."

Han Li found an empty medicinal field, carefully divided dozens of herbs into two groups, deliberately leaving a distance between them, and planted them separately.

Afterwards, he collected some seeds from those herbs, found another open space to plant them, and unabashedly took out the small green bottle, poured out a drop of spiritual liquid, and mixed it with water.

Mo Yu, a mere mortal, merely glanced at the legendary Heavenly Bottle and didn't look at it any further, showing absolutely no intention of killing to seize the treasure.

With the myriad worlds as his foundation, he is not lacking in cultivation resources.

In his view, the value of the little green bottle was actually not in Han Ligao, who was destined to become the Dao Ancestor.

Moreover, Han Licheng is the Time Dao Ancestor. What if he does something he shouldn't and attracts the Time Dao Ancestor's attention?

What if we send the future Han Tianzun back in time to slap him?

Even with the ultimate micro-management skills of the War Maniac, there's absolutely no way he could withstand Han Tianzun's little finger!
This was the first time Han Li had openly taken out the little green bottle and used it in front of Mo Yu.

Even though he believed that Mo Yu would not have any ulterior motives, his inherently suspicious nature still made his heart leap into his throat, his muscles tense, ready to deal with any possible sneak attack at any moment.

After all, many times, the so-called unwavering bond is simply that it hasn't encountered enough benefits to test it.

Fortunately, Mo Yu did not betray his trust!
Seeing Mo Yu's calm and composed reaction, Han Li's anxiety finally subsided.

"call……"

He breathed a long sigh of relief, his heart filled with joy and gratitude.
"As expected, Brother Mo is different... He's not that kind of person, he's someone you can absolutely trust... a brother!"

He has a hedgehog-like personality, using his suspicious nature as quills to protect his soft and lonely heart.

He also longed to have true, trustworthy fellow practitioners with whom he could support each other.

However, life is full of hardships, and people's hearts are fickle!
Too many setbacks made him strengthen his defenses time and time again, and he no longer dared to trust others easily.

And then, as their strength increased, they had even less opportunity to trust others!

Mo Yu, who joined the Seven Mysteries Sect with him, became a disciple of Doctor Mo together, and escaped from Doctor Mo's poisonous clutches together.

She is the first and only person he is now willing to let down his guard and trust.

Han Li gathered his complicated thoughts and carefully poured the diluted medicine down his throat.

A miracle occurred in the medicinal herb field.

A few tender shoots, at a speed visible to the naked eye, broke through the soil and grew strong!
"Great!" Just as Han Li was feeling happy, a sudden change occurred!
Some of the once vibrant medicinal herbs, after growing wildly to a certain stage, quickly turned yellow and withered, eventually dying completely!
"how so?!"

Han Li was shocked.

This was the first time he encountered this situation.

He looked at the small green bottle in his hand, a hint of disappointment and doubt flashing in his eyes, and murmured to himself:

"Could it be... that the elixir in the little green bottle can only promote the growth of ordinary herbs, but not spiritual herbs?!"

Not far away, the mortal Mo Yu was picking and eating a few big red peaches from a century-old peach tree when he heard Han Li's exclamation and slowly walked over.

"what happened?"

"The elixir... has withered!"

Han Li squatted by the edge of the medicinal field, pointing at the withered spiritual herbs, his expression filled with suppressed frustration.

"Oh? Let me see."

The mortal Mo Yu squatted down beside him, carefully examining the condition of these spiritual herbs.

In fact, when it comes to understanding medicine, he, having received a complete education, is far superior to Han Li in his current state.

However, studying medicine is too tough.

It's clear from the fact that he didn't pursue postgraduate studies or a doctorate after completing his undergraduate degree, nor did he enter the medical field, that he didn't have much passion for it.

This is why he values ​​Han Li so much.

Studying medicine on your own is pure suffering.

Give Han Li the medical book to build up his favorability. Once he finishes studying it, we can take medicine and cultivate immortality together. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Moreover, unlike Han Li's suspicion about the little green bottle, the mortal Mo Yu had great confidence in the Heavenly Bottle and directly began to suspect that there was a problem with the spiritual medicine he had given.

After some investigation, he roughly figured out the reason.

"Hmm, does this mean... he died of old age?"

"To die of old age?"

Han Li scratched his head, looking completely bewildered.

He himself has created a bunch of old medicines that are hundreds of years old, and they are still alive and well, and their potency has even increased.

Can herbs really die of old age? Especially since this is a miraculous medicine!
Mo Yu, a mortal, stroked his chin, carefully considered his words, and explained in a half-truthful tone:

"Perhaps the 'ancient cultivator ruins' have been isolated from the outside world for too long, and these spiritual herbs have been affected by the decaying energy, causing them to mutate?"

That's obviously nonsense.

It can only be said that the problem actually lies in the mortal world.

Take danshen as an example. Wild danshen plants don't live more than five years, and domesticated ones don't live more than ten years. Moreover, its medicinal properties are lost after three years of growth.

Even if it is transformed into a spiritual medicine by demonic or spiritual energy, it cannot withstand the decades-long stimulation of the Heavenly Bottle's spiritual liquid.

However, in this world, Danshen can live for thousands of years without any problem, and might even become a spirit.

The mortal Mo Yu took some seeds from the withered and dying spiritual herbs and handed them to Han Li, saying:
"Try again with these seeds!"

Although Han Li did not understand the meaning, he still had half a basin of diluted spiritual liquid left. With the idea of ​​getting to the bottom of it, he was not afraid of wasting it, so he found another empty spot, planted it, and then watered it.

The seed sprouts and grows strong!
Under the tense gazes of the two.

This time, the newly sprouted medicinal herbs were even more lush and vibrant, full of vigorous life, showing no signs of withering or dying at all!
"really."

The mortal Mo Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"The problem is only with the mother plant transplanted from the 'ruins'; the new seeds are fine."

Just as he thought, the seeds born in this world have been "assimilated" by the rules of heaven and earth here, and are no longer products of the same world as their mother plants.

Han Li was completely relieved, realizing that the problem wasn't with his little green bottle.

As for Mo Yu, that thing is too fake, what ancient ruins? He'd believe half of it at most.

However, as he said before, he chose to believe in Mo Yu as a person, and these trivial details didn't matter.

Moreover, from a profit perspective, Mo Yu provides rare spiritual herbs while he is responsible for accelerating their ripening and refining into pills. This is a win-win situation that can actually strengthen the relationship between the two parties.

"By the way, Brother Mo..."

Han Li slapped his forehead, suddenly remembering something, and asked somewhat awkwardly:

"This... pharmacology book, could I... teach it to Miss Fengwu?"

Upon hearing this, the mortal Mo Yu slowly turned his head and looked Han Li up and down with a burning, gossipy gaze, until Han Li's dark face became hot and he lowered his head uncomfortably.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't realize."

He teased with a mischievous grin.
"That Mo Fengwu is quite capable. In such a short time, she has completely won over our brilliant and intelligent Elder Han... cough, Brother Han?"

"Cough cough."

Han Li blushed deeply at his words and hurriedly retorted,
"Brother Mo, please don't smear my reputation... We were just discussing medical techniques... learning from each other! In matters of medicine, there's no such thing as winning or losing."

What followed was a series of explanations, such as "pure friendship between classmates" and "it was just mutual learning and teaching," which even he himself did not believe.

This caused Mo Yu to burst into laughter, filling the entire medicinal field with a joyful atmosphere.

Han Li, his weakness exposed, looked at his unscrupulous friend beside him and said quietly:

“I heard from Fengwu that a few days ago, two sisters surnamed Xu came to my door, specifically asking for your name.”

Fourth Master's wife greeted him politely on the surface, but upon returning home, she was so angry that she smashed several sets of her treasured tea sets on the spot.

"I also overheard Junior Sister Caihuan talking about it privately, saying that those two sisters seem to be a few years older than Master's wife. So... Brother Mo likes that kind of thing?"

"cough!"

Now it was the mortal Mo Yu's turn to suppress his laughter.

He coughed lightly and casually replied without changing his expression:

"I just happened to meet two fellow Daoists when I went to Tai Nan Market last time. One is at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and the other is at the eighth level of Qi Refining. They have some connections. You'll still need to go through their channels to exchange the pills you refine for spirit stones later."

Han Li glanced at him, his eyes conveying the message: Guess whether I believe you or not?

They exchanged a knowing smile, tacitly letting the awkward topic slip away.

(End of this chapter)