As soon as the Longevity Technique's internal energy entered his body, the chaotic forces within Hei Jiu's body immediately reacted.

Especially that residual force of thunder and fire.

As if drawn by the medicinal bath, or as if startled by Wu Liang's internal energy, it began to surge in waves.

Wu Liang could clearly feel that the temperature of the black vest was gradually rising.

No.

It's not that the temperature has increased.

It's more like there's a furnace about to explode inside his entire body.

This bucket of cold water and blood-red potion were used to gradually draw out the lightning fire.

At first, only a few tiny bubbles rose from the barrel.

grunt.

grunt.

It's very light.

Wu Liang ignored it and continued to practice his internal energy.

The Longevity Technique's internal energy protected Hei Jiu's heart meridian while simultaneously coordinating with the medicinal power to slowly guide the thunder and fire to disperse towards the surface of his body.

This task is even more tiring than dispelling the deathly aura of annihilation this afternoon.

The deathly aura was cold, viscous, and like a poisonous snake.

The residual force of thunder and fire is completely different.

irritable.

Vigorous and fierce.

It can explode randomly if you're not careful.

Every time Wu Liang drew out a wisp of lightning, he had to carefully wrap it with medicinal power before introducing it into the medicinal solution.

Before long, the number of bubbles in the bucket increased.

Gumbling.

It was as if the water was being boiled from below.

But this is clearly a bucket of cold water.

Hei Jiu kept his eyes closed.

His face was expressionless.

The slight bulging of veins on his forehead indicated that the process was not pleasant.

Wu Liang was also feeling bad.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead one after another.

My clothes were quickly soaked.

"Old Black".

Wu Liang gritted his teeth and said, "The lightning and fire power within you is quite domineering."

Hei Jiu closed his eyes and said, "Left behind by an old bastard."

"That Taoist priest?"

"Um."

Wu Liang sneered, "Are you trying to overturn someone's ancestral tablet? You're so ruthless."

Hei Jiu remained silent.

Wu Liang pursed his lips and said nothing more.

Time passed little by little.

The medicine in the wooden bucket, which was originally as red as blood, began to gradually lighten in color.

The pungent smell of medicine was gradually worn away.

Wu Liang could feel the effects of the medicine rapidly disappearing.

It didn't dissipate naturally; rather, it was forcibly drained by the lightning and fire within Hei Jiu's body.

This is a little scary.

He added quite a lot of powder this time.

Logically speaking, for a common injury, soaking in water for a day would be enough.

As a result, Hei Jiu's medicine was almost finished after only about an hour.

A few more moments passed.

Wu Liang's palms trembled.

He had very little internal energy left.

If this continues, not only will he not be able to heal Hei Jiu, but he himself will be completely drained.

"Alright."

Wu Liang slowly finished his practice and exhaled a long breath.

He looked down.

The water in the wooden tub, which was originally as red as blood, has now become crystal clear again.

The pungent smell was gone.

Strangely, the bucket of water was bubbling and steaming.

It looked like it had been boiled.

Wu Liang raised an eyebrow.

"The power of thunder and fire within you is far too domineering."

"I've already increased the dosage, but I didn't expect the effects to wear off so quickly."

He wiped his sweat and asked, "How are you feeling now?"

"Can it hold up?"

Hei Jiu slowly opened her eyes.

His complexion was still not good, but he seemed more lively than before.

The weariness in her eyes, in particular, seemed to have lessened a bit.

He paused for a moment, then said, "Much better."

"At least the lightning and fire no longer surged towards the heart meridian."

Wu Liang nodded. "That's fine then."

Hei Jiu turned her head and glanced at him.

This time, there was less mockery in his eyes and more genuine scrutiny.

"Kid."

"I believe it now."

Wu Liang leaned back in the chair beside him, catching his breath. "Believe in what?"

"You might actually be able to save me."

Wu Liang curled his lip.

What does "maybe" mean?

"Old Black, the fact that you can still sit in the tub and breathe is all thanks to me."

"Speak to your master with respect."

Hei Jiu sneered.

"Wait until you truly cure this old man before you start acting like a master."

Wu Liang also laughed.

"Okay, then you wait."

He rested for a short while, then heard a faint crackling sound coming from the alchemy room and immediately stood up.

"That's about it."

He turned and went to the alchemy room.

The fire in the alchemy furnace was just right.

The moment Wu Liang opened the furnace lid, a warm, medicinal fragrance wafted out.

The pill in the furnace took shape, round and full, its color slightly darker than the Pill of Impermanence, with a faint jade-like hue.

Nine-Turn Rejuvenating Pill.

This was the first batch of pills he specially refined for Hei Jiu.

It replenishes vital energy, protects the meridians, and stabilizes Qi.

It doesn't cure the root cause, but it's just right for Hei Jiu's current broken body.

Wu Liang took out the pills one by one and put them into a porcelain bottle.

Thirteen pills were produced in one batch.

It's in good condition.

He poured out two pills and returned to Hei Jiu's room.

Open your mouth.

Hei Jiu sat in the tub, coldly watching him.

"Are you feeding the dog?"

Wu Liang handed the pill directly to him, saying, "You're more troublesome than a dog now."

Hei Jiu took the pill, glanced at it, and twitched his nose.

"To replenish vital energy?"

Wu Liang raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Hey, you do have some discernment."

"That's right!" Hei Jiu said proudly.

Wu Liang had a new judgment in mind.

This old man is indeed quite knowledgeable.

Hei Jiu swallowed the two pills.

The pill dissolved quickly after entering the stomach.

A gentle medicinal force protected his heart meridian, making him feel much more comfortable in several meridians that had been tormented by lightning and death energy to the point of near breakage.

Wu Liang then ground some more medicinal powder and poured it directly into the bucket.

The clear water surface slowly turned red.

This time the color is even deeper than before, a deep red that's almost black.

Wu Liang was now depleted of internal energy and could no longer use his internal energy to heal him, so he said, "You can stay here tonight."

"Don't move around or use your internal energy."

"This medicine can slowly protect your meridians. Although it's not as good as me personally circulating my energy, it's still better than you just lying there doing nothing."

Hei Jiu closed his eyes. "Continue tomorrow?"

"I'll see tomorrow."

Wu Liang stretched, his whole body aching.

"I need to catch my breath too."

Hei Jiu was quiet for a moment, then suddenly said, "Wu Liang."

Wu Liang had already reached the door when he heard this and turned back.

"what?"

Hei Jiu said calmly, "Your pills are quite well made."

Wu Liang was taken aback.

He immediately laughed.

"Hey, Old Black, you can even compliment people?"

Hei Jiu closed his eyes.

"I'm just telling the truth."

"Then you should tell more truths in the future."

Wu Liang smiled and closed the door.

Back in the alchemy room, the relaxed expression on his face gradually disappeared.

Hei Jiu's injury was more troublesome than he had imagined.

Today, he only suppressed a little bit of the thunder and fire and dissolved a trace of death energy, which almost drained his internal energy.

To truly save them is not something that can be done in a day or two.

However, the more difficult it is to deal with this old bastard Hei Jiu, the greater his value becomes.

An ordinary person doesn't deserve to suffer this kind of injury.

They certainly don't have the ability to survive this kind of injury until now.

Wu Liang glanced at the medicinal herbs and porcelain bottle on the table.

Now, it's time to get down to business.

A gentle breeze.

The preparations for the afternoon were almost complete, with only a few final steps remaining.

If he succeeds in this hurdle, he will truly have another trump card in his hand that can overturn the table.

Wu Liang took a deep breath and sat down again.

"bring it on."

"Let me see just how powerful this 'Drunken Breeze' from the *Qing Nang Jing* really is! Does it live up to its name?!"

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