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Chapter 115 Alchemy

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tonight.

It was destined to be a sleepless night in Chang'an City.

Wu Wen returned to his mansion and practiced in the practice room for two hours before returning to bed to rest.

The next morning.

He got up early and packed his things.

"Young Master, are you going on a long journey?" Fugui asked in confusion when he saw him packing his bags.

"I will return to Zhujia Village to live for a while. If anyone comes to look for me, tell him that I am going to concentrate on developing new drugs and my return date is unknown." Wu Wen said.

Fugui listened and nodded.

Packing his luggage, Wu Wen left Chang'an City as soon as the city gates opened in the early morning and returned to Zhujia Village.

Sun rise.

The sun shines in the yard.

Goudan, who was sorting herbs, saw Wu Wen coming and immediately put down his work, ran forward to open the gate, and greeted him with a smile: "Brother Awen."

Wu Wen smiled and reached out to touch his head: "Where is Master Jiu?"

As the two entered the courtyard, Goudan answered, "Master Jiu hasn't gotten up yet. He worked all day yesterday and was so tired that he went back to his room to rest very late."

Wu Wen put his bag on the bench in the yard and walked towards the room: "Master Jiu!"

After calling out to Jiu Ye but hearing no response, Wu Wen felt puzzled. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Jiu Ye lying on the bed, looking very tired.

"Awen, you're here." Jiu Ye said weakly.

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Wen hurried forward to check.

Master Zhu Jiu raised his hand and waved it slightly: "Alas, when I was boiling sulfur yesterday, I was not careful and inhaled a little too much sulfur gas."

"You are so careless!"

Wu Wen first checked his physical condition, then took his pulse, and finally determined that he was only slightly poisoned and was not seriously ill. He just needed to rest and recuperate, and only then did he feel relieved.

"Who told you to leave suddenly without saying goodbye yesterday?" Master Zhu Jiu said angrily.

"It's my fault." Wu Wen replied with a smile.

"Why did you suddenly leave in such a hurry yesterday?" Mr. Zhu Jiu asked again in confusion.

"Something happened in Chang'an city!" Wu Wen replied calmly.

"what's up?"

"The King of Qin rebelled, killed the crown prince, and imprisoned the emperor." Wu Wen said calmly.

"What?" Upon hearing this, Master Zhu Jiu was very excited, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Is this true?"

"Yeah!" Wu Wen nodded. "In two days, the news will probably spread."

Master Zhu Jiu took a long breath and calmed himself down. This news was too shocking for him.

"Fortunately, you are no longer working in the Eastern Palace, but have gone to the Imperial Medical Bureau." Master Zhu Jiu said thankfully.

After a moment, he took out the formula for the Huanyang Pill and said to Wu Wen with a smile:

"Yesterday I boiled, filtered, and soaked the sulfur seven times. I have completed half of it. The remaining half is up to you."

Hearing this, Wu Wen couldn't help but chuckle. Jiu Ye was really obsessed with the Huanyang Pill. Even after being poisoned, he still didn't forget about it.

"I gonna go see!"

Picking up the recipe, Wu Wen left the room and went to the kitchen.

When I lifted the lid of the pot, I saw a fist-sized piece of sulfur on the linen cloth in the pot.

Yesterday, Jiu Ye had boiled, filtered, and soaked it in water seven times. The next step was to grind it into powder, put it into a ceramic pot, seal it, heat it, and then bury it underground for three days. Then the preparation was complete.

Wu Wen turned around and took out the medicine mortar, crushed the sulfur as big as a fist, put it into the medicine mortar, and ground it into fine powder.

Then he put it into a ceramic jar prepared in advance and sealed it with salt mud according to the prescription.

Then, bake it over a slow fire until the pottery jar turns red, then calcine it over a high fire, and then wait for it to cool naturally.

Taking advantage of the cooling time, Wu Wen dug a hole in the corner of the courtyard and buried the pottery jar.

After doing all this, it was almost evening.

Goudan went home to stay at night.

Wu Wen came to the stove and made a fire to cook.

After the meal was ready, it was brought to Jiu Ye's bedside.

"Is the medicine ready?" Jiu Ye asked while eating.

"Yes!" Wu Wen nodded, "I have buried it in the soil. After three days, I can take it out." Hearing this, Master Zhu Jiu nodded with satisfaction.

After finishing his meal, Wu Wen tidied up and returned to his previous room.

Although he hasn't been back for a long time, Goudan cleans his room regularly, so it is still relatively clean.

Sitting on the bed, Wu Wen took out the spirit pill and started today's practice.

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Before I knew it, three days had passed.

During these three days, Wu Wen lived the life of a medicine boy again.

During the day, he sorted herbs with Goudan and taught him some knowledge from time to time.

I practice in my room at night. It’s simple but fulfilling.

"Dig it out quickly and show it to me!"

In the corner of the yard, Master Zhu Jiu directed Wu Wen to dig out the pottery jar that was buried there three days ago.

Wu Wen dug down with a shovel at a time. When he saw the shadow of the earthen jar, he immediately put down the shovel, carefully dug up the soil on top with his hands, and then dug it out of the mud.

"Open it and take a look!" Master Zhu Jiu said impatiently.

"Master Jiu, don't be anxious."

Wu Wen smiled and took the pottery jar to the table in the yard and opened it carefully.

I reached out and took out the sulfur from the pottery jar, only to see that it had solidified into blocks again. I put it in front of my nose and smelled it, but there was no smell at all.

He broke off a little, put it in a medicine mortar, ground it into powder, then added it to the steamed cake and rolled it into a pill.

"Is it done?" asked Master Zhu Jiu nervously.

"You'll know if it succeeds or not after you try it."

Wu Wen took out a bamboo cage with a mouse inside.

He threw the pill into the bamboo cage and observed it carefully, only to find that the mouse was lying in front of the pill, sniffing left and right, but would not open its mouth to eat.

"Eat, why don't you eat?" Master Zhu Jiu said anxiously.

Wu Wen had no choice but to open the bamboo cage, force the mouse's mouth open, and pick out a little bit of the pill to feed it.

Then just quietly observe its reaction.

Under Master Zhu Jiu's nervous gaze, the mouse suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, struggling and twitching continuously until it died.

"Failed!" Wu Wen shook his head slightly: "This medicine is poisonous."

However, Master Zhu Jiu was not discouraged. Instead, he said, "You must have made a mistake in the subsequent preparation process."

Hearing this, Wu Wen immediately turned around and looked at him.

"Refine it again, and this time I want to do the whole process myself." Master Zhu Jiu said excitedly.

Prepare the ingredients.

Starting from boiling the sulfur, all the operations were completed by Master Zhu Jiu himself, while Wu Wen watched carefully from the side.

With many years of experience in refining medicine, Master Zhu Jiu made almost no mistakes in the refining process.

Three days later, it was the day to open the jar and take the medicine.

Master Zhu Jiu opened the pottery jar with great anticipation, took out the processed sulfur, ground it carefully into powder, and then made it into pills.

However, when tested on mice, the drug turned out to be poisonous.

Zhu Jiuye's face suddenly turned gloomy, but he did not give up.

"Again."

Three days later again.

I wish Master Jiu will open the altar to test the medicine again.

He carefully fed the pills to the mice and then nervously watched the mice's reactions.

Unfortunately, the mice soon showed symptoms of poisoning again, which meant that the refining process had failed again.

"Right? How could this happen?"

Master Zhu Jiu found it hard to accept such a result. He frowned and carefully recalled every detail of the refining process, trying to find out where the problem lay.

Then, he started a new round of refining.

This time, he was more cautious and more focused, vowing to successfully refine the Resurrection Pill.

Unfortunately, things went against our wishes and we still failed.

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(End of this chapter)