Becoming a god starting from the weasel

He then looked at the large wild boar, whose expression was anxious and whose face was full of worry, and said, "You bring this cub in first, let me see what's going on."

Seeing that Chen Yang opened the temple gate wider to make room, the wild boar knew that Chen Yang had agreed to treat him, and his face immediately lit up with a smile.

"Thank you so much, Brother Chen Yang! Thank you so much, Brother Chen Yang!"

He quickly picked up the cub, stepped over the threshold, and, under Chen Yang's command, placed it on the bed in the neighboring Taoist hut.

After placing the baby wild boar on the kang (heated brick bed) in the Taoist temple, Chen Yang reached out and began to examine it.

However, as soon as the spiritual energy entered, it sensed an extremely cold and poisonous aura, but nothing else.

After a closer examination, they discovered the root of the problem: the main meridians of the wild boar were covered with a layer of dark, misty energy.

But the black aura wasn't deadly; any adult wild beast could withstand it, yet it was deadly to this cub.

Seeing Chen Yang frown, the wild boar became worried: "Brother Chen Yang, is there any hope for him?"

Chen Yang lowered his hand and looked at the wild boar: "Tell me first, where have you been? How did you catch this disease?"

Chen Yang has been reading miscellaneous books and catalogs for more than half a year. While his medical skills may not be outstanding, he has acquired some basic knowledge.

Hearing Chen Yang's question, the wild boar shook its head: "I don't know. This winter, it just crawled out of its burrow and became like this."

"It wasn't this serious at first, but later it became impossible to even cultivate, and eventually it turned out like this."

Speaking of this, the wild boar also let out a long sigh, but Chen Yang had a general understanding of the situation.

However, even though he didn't know, he thought that he could still be saved.

Because, according to his investigation, although the black aura was cold and yin, it was also extremely thin, and it should be enough to save him with some yang-tonifying herbs.

Chen Yang then went to the backyard and picked some ginger and chives.

It can only be said that after Chen Yang's cultivation for more than half a year, even this ordinary ginger can generate a warm current in one's heart and lungs with just one bite, which can warm the blood and essence of the heart and dispel the black energy.

After settling the little wild boar in briefly, Chen Yang got busy with the kitchen.

The wild boar went to the mountain stream, fetched water, and soon brought out a bowl of greenish-black medicinal soup.

The wild boar frowned upon smelling it, but after sniffing it a few more times, it did indeed have the effect of making its heart fire boil, which it found quite miraculous.

Chen Yang then fed the baby wild boar and asked the adult wild boar about going down the mountain.

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"The poison that afflicted this little wild boar isn't difficult to find, so why not search for it further down the mountain?"

Hearing Chen Yang's question, the wild boar sighed helplessly.

"Brother, you're joking. We're just some exhaled spirits. Although I've condensed four or five Daos, if you ask me what else I can do besides brute strength, all I know is eating and sleeping."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang nodded in agreement; it was indeed true.

Even though spirits and monsters can cure minor illnesses on their own, it's only through kinship or instinct passed down in their bloodline. They might eat some medicinal herbs and barely manage to get better.

There has never been any knowledge transmission among the demon race.

After feeding the wild boar with the medicinal soup, Chen Yang couldn't help but wonder if there were similar forces among the demon race.

The thought had just crossed Chen Yang's mind when he shook his head. It was too far away from him, but he could travel around this place when he became stronger in the future.

After being fed the medicinal soup, the little wild boar's body immediately warmed up, and beads of sweat dripped from its fine fur.

The big wild boar hurried over and patted its son's head with its large snout, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you so much, Brother Chen Yang." The wild boar quickly bowed to Chen Yang again in gratitude.

Chen Yang smiled and said, "There's no need for that. Tell me about Hu Daoming."

Upon hearing this, the wild boar nodded, and then Chen Yang closed the door and sat down with the wild boar in front of the Sanqing Hall.

The wild boar clearly had a very good relationship with Fox Daoming, and it recounted everything that had happened to him over the past two months, though nothing particularly unusual.

After being taken down the mountain by Kong Ling, he received the protection of the Peacock Clan and went out to cultivate on his own.

It was by chance that he met the wild boar, whose family had also recently moved there from the mountains.

Its name is quite simple: Zhu Dazhuang (Big Strong Pig). Its son is called Zhu Wuzhuang (Fifth Strong Pig). It also has two older brothers and one older sister. However, for the sake of easy counting, that's what it's called.

Fox Daoming's life didn't change much either. Aside from some clan territories, his cultivation progress was pretty much the same during his time down the mountain.

Fox Daoming then found a cave on a hillside and spent his days cultivating.

Because they lived near the Wild Boar Forest, they would often run into each other while searching for food each day, and over time they became familiar with each other.

Besides his cultivation, Fox Daoming would visit the sparrow clan in the mountains every seven days to maintain relationships, and he ended up having a lot of fun.

Then Pigsy grunted and said, "But Brother Chen Yang... it seems that this fox has been asking those sparrows to do things for him."

"He's just a fox; instead of killing those sparrows to eat, he begs them every day."

"This time, in order to get him to tell me where you are, I even found him a lot of sacred rice from the mountains, which he used to please those sparrows."

"Brother, do you know why this is? He's always been like this?"

Hearing this question, Chen Yang couldn't help but find it amusing; how could he possibly know?

However, Chen Yang was indeed curious about one thing: "What is this spirit rice you mentioned?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Dazhuang smacked his lips, clearly savoring the moment, before speaking.

"Those were some rice plants growing by the Green Forest Lake at the foot of the mountain. They only ripen at this time of year, which attracts many spirits to fight over them. I went through a lot of trouble to snatch three plants."

Thinking of this, Zhu Dazhuang showed off his belly, which still had several faint wounds on it.

However, the thick layer of mud covering Pig Dazhuang proved quite useful.

Chen Yang nodded in agreement: "That would be a pity."

Just by looking at Zhu Dazhuang, you can tell how dangerous that place really is.

However, if my strength improves in the future, I might be able to obtain some and then study how to cultivate them.

It seems that the resources down the mountain are indeed much better than those outside. Chen Yang roughly understood this, and then he said to Zhu Dazhuang.

"You've come so early, it's kind of you. You'll need to take these medicinal decoctions for the next few days, so why don't you stay here for a few more days?"

Zhu Dazhuang nodded upon hearing this: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Chen Yang."

Chen Yang didn't care. It was fine for him to live alone in the Taoist temple, which would make it less lively. Having two more pigs wouldn't be a problem.

Seeing that Chen Yang didn't seem to care about the matter, Zhu Dazhuang became a little impatient and said to Chen Yang.

"Brother Chen Yang, it's not possible to stay for free. What can I do to help you? My nose is very sensitive; I can find anything."

Originally, Chen Yang didn't need Zhu Dazhuang to do anything, but when he heard him say that Zhu Dazhuang had a keen sense of smell, his eyes lit up.

If you have a keen sense of smell, wouldn't you be able to find things for yourself?

So Chen Yang couldn't help but ask, "Could you find some medicinal herbs for me? Is that possible?"

Zhu Dazhuang nodded upon hearing this: "That's certainly possible."

"However, Brother Chen Yang... those herbs are probably not very useful."

Chen Yang was also curious after hearing this, and asked with a smile, "Where did you begin? Tell me about it."