Tang Dynasty: Saving Lives and Helping Others, Li Lizhi Falls for Him

The next morning, in Shen Chang'an's courtyard.

"good."

After testing his magic power and divine sense, Shen Chang'an nodded in satisfaction, withdrew his divine sense, and turned his attention to the spiritual plant space.

With a single thought, his consciousness entered that separate space.

The spiritual plant space provided by the Merit System also underwent significant changes after his cultivation breakthrough.

The space was originally 1,000 square meters, but has now expanded to 1,200 square meters.

The shape is no longer a regular circle, but some terrain features have appeared, such as small valleys, rivers, and mountain peaks, making the entire spiritual plant space more and more colorful.

In particular, a small spiritual spring appeared in the very center of the spiritual plant space, which made the spiritual energy in the space much richer, even richer than the spiritual energy of the array he had created with spirit stones yesterday. It could be considered a small blessed land.

In addition, the flow of time within the spiritual plant space also changes.

What used to be one day outside was equivalent to two days inside the space, has now become a ratio of one to three.

In other words, three days pass inside the space, while only one day passes outside.

Although the improvement may not seem significant at first glance, the cumulative effect will become increasingly apparent over time.

"The improvement isn't exaggerated, but it's enough." Shen Chang'an was satisfied.

He began to carefully examine the spiritual plants in the space.

The space was divided into several areas.

At the northernmost point was a medicinal garden, about two hundred square meters in size, planted with ginseng seeds that he had redeemed from the system.

The ginseng has been growing for more than half a year (in space and time), with emerald green leaves and a rootstock as thick as a little finger. It should be ready for medicinal use in a few more months.

Next to the herb garden is a small area for cultivating Ganoderma lucidum.

Purple Ganoderma spores were scattered on a piece of rotten wood, and now several palm-sized Ganoderma mushrooms have grown, with deep purple caps and a faint sheen on the surface.

Lingzhi is indeed a medicinal herb, but it cannot be considered a spiritual herb because it does not contain spiritual energy.

Spiritual herbs usually refer to herbaceous plants that contain spiritual energy and can be used to refine elixirs for cultivating immortality.

In addition, there are several kinds of real "spiritual herbs" in the space.

They are Spirit Gathering Grass, Soul Nourishing Grass, and Heart-Cleansing Flower.

The Spirit Gathering Grass was one of the first seeds Shen Chang'an exchanged, and it is the main ingredient for refining the Spirit Gathering Pill.

The leaves of the Gathering Spirit Grass are slender and light green, with a subtle shimmering effect in the veins.

Besides refining Spirit Gathering Pills, it can also gather spiritual energy, and planting it in a space can increase the concentration of spiritual energy in the entire space.

There are only a dozen or so plants at the moment, growing by the stream, and the tallest one is no more than three inches tall.

The Soul-Nourishing Grass has dark green leaves with fine serrations along the edges, and it has a faint, cool scent.

Soul-Nourishing Grass can be used to refine Soul-Nourishing Pills, which are helpful for cultivating spiritual consciousness.

There are only seven or eight plants at present, growing in a corner of the herb garden. They were transplanted from seedlings that Shen Chang'an exchanged for with merit points.

Qingxin Flower is a kind of spiritual herb with small white flowers. The petals are as thin as cicada wings, and the fragrance of the flower can clear the mind, brighten the eyes, calm the nerves, and stabilize the will.

There are only five or six plants at present, scattered on both sides of the river, which have sprouted from the seeds themselves.

As for common medicinal herbs, there are even more in the space.

Polygonatum, Solomon's seal, wolfberry, angelica, astragalus... These are all seeds that Shen Chang'an bought from a pharmacy in Chang'an City. He casually scattered them in his space, and unexpectedly they grew much better than outside and matured much faster.

"There are plenty of medicinal herbs, but there are still too few spiritual herbs."

Shen Chang'an squatted down, looked at the dozen or so Spirit Gathering Grasses, and thought to himself, "Once I have enough merit, I'll exchange them for some more spirit grass seeds."

He circled around the space and finally stopped by the herb garden, picking a few angelica leaves, a few Solomon's seal roots, and a small handful of goji berries.

He has a use for these common medicinal herbs.

After learning about the changes in the spiritual plant space, Shen Chang'an's consciousness returned to reality.

After finishing his breakfast, he picked up his medicine box and left the courtyard.

His schedule remained the same: free clinic in the morning and consultations in the afternoon.

By the time Shen Chang'an finished treating the last patient, it was nearly dusk.

Instead of returning directly to the courtyard, he turned into the western market of Chang'an.

The West Market was one of the most bustling markets in Chang'an, lined with shops and teeming with people.

There were vendors selling cloth, grain, medicine, and iron—everything imaginable.

Shen Chang'an walked into an ironware shop.

"What would you like, sir?" the waiter greeted them warmly.

"Do you have an alchemy furnace?" Shen Chang'an asked directly.

"An alchemy furnace?" The waiter paused, looking him up and down. "Are you a Taoist priest, sir?"

"No, I'm a doctor, I bought it to brew medicine," Shen Chang'an said casually, pointing to the medicine box on his back.

The waiter suddenly realized what was happening and led him to the back of the shop, pointing to several bronze stoves of different sizes in the corner.

"These are all. The large ones are five strings of cash, and the small ones are three strings of cash. Which one would you like, sir?"

Shen Chang'an looked around and chose a medium-sized bronze furnace.

The furnace body is about one foot high, with three legs and two handles. The lid is tight, and there is a square ventilation hole in the belly of the furnace.

Although the workmanship is rough, it is thick and durable.

"This one, sir, is priced at three strings of cash," the waiter quoted.

Shen Chang'an took out three strings of copper coins from his sleeve, paid the bill, and left the shop carrying the copper stove.

Afterwards, he went into the pharmacy next door and bought some common medicinal herbs—Bletilla striata, Panax notoginseng, Platycladus orientalis leaves, and Artemisia argyi.

Afterwards, he went into the pharmacy next door and bought some common medicinal herbs—Bletilla striata, Panax notoginseng, Platycladus orientalis leaves, and Artemisia argyi.

These are all raw materials used to prepare hemostatic powder and wound medicine, and they are cheap and readily available.

By the time we finished shopping, it was already getting dark.

Shen Chang'an carried the bronze stove and medicinal herbs out of the city gate and walked along the official road toward the small courtyard.

Back in the courtyard, he placed the bronze stove in the pharmacy and then took out the angelica leaves, polygonatum stamens, and goji berries he had picked that day from his spiritual plant space.

"Let's practice first and make some hemostatic powder."

Shen Chang'an placed the bronze furnace on the small stove and lit a fire to heat it.

He already knew the formula for the hemostatic powder by heart—Baiji, Sanqi, and Cebai leaves, ground into powder according to the ratio and mixed evenly.

It's easy to make and doesn't require precise timing, making it perfect for beginners.

He sliced ​​Bletilla striata, dried it in a copper furnace, and then crushed it in a mortar and pestle.

The same method can be used to prepare Panax notoginseng and Platycladus orientalis leaves.

After grinding the three medicinal materials into fine powder, the coarse residue was removed by sifting through a fine sieve. Then, they were mixed in proportion and stored in a small porcelain bottle.

"It's done."

Shen Chang'an shook the porcelain bottle, opened it, and smelled it; a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out.

Although it's not as good as the finished product you can get from the system, it should be much better than the hemostatic powder available on the market.

"During the next free clinic, we can distribute them to patients who are frequently injured."

He put the porcelain bottle away and took out a few more medicinal herbs, preparing to refine some more wound medicine.

Wound medicine is more complex than hemostatic powder, and requires careful control of the heat.

Shen Chang'an heated the copper stove, put in the medicinal herbs, and stir-fried them over low heat, turning them occasionally.

The pharmacy was filled with the aroma of roasted medicinal herbs.

Shen Chang'an stared intently at the bronze furnace, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.

Alchemy cannot be rushed.

He planned to practice with ordinary medicinal herbs first, and then use the spiritual herbs from his spiritual plant space to refine real immortality pills once he was proficient.

As for the alchemy furnace...

"Let's make do with this for now," Shen Chang'an said, glancing at the rough bronze furnace. "We'll get a better one once we've accumulated enough merit."