The Immortal of Plague begins by establishing the root of lung fire.

"Is Junior Brother here?" It was Jiang Yangge's voice, arriving quite late as Shen Lu had said.

"Please wait a moment, senior brother." Song You lifted the furnace lid, and there were five pieces of grayish-yellow powder at the bottom of the furnace. The quality was slightly better than last time. You should know that this was only the third time he had brewed medicine, which was already a huge improvement. After calming down, he took out a cloth and wrapped the powder separately.

Song You placed the cloth bag on the tray next to him, got up and opened the door. He saw Jiang Yangge standing at the door. The pharmacy had good security measures in place, and it was basically impossible for people outside to see what was happening inside.

He noticed that Jiang Yangge's right hand was bandaged again; it was his right hand that was injured the last time they met. As if sensing Song You's gaze, Jiang Yangge took an unnatural half-step back. Song You, realizing his intrusion, withdrew his gaze: "Senior brother, you need to be careful when brewing medicine."

Jiang Yangge gave a wry smile: "Thank you for your concern, junior brother. My left hand lost its previous dexterity after the last injury, so I can only rely on my right hand to brew medicine and sew up the skin, which is why I often get injured."

Song You asked, "Isn't there a way to cure it?"

"There's no way," Jiang Yangge shook his head. "Our sect values ​​the spirit over the body. As long as the fundamental health isn't damaged and we don't care about physical harm, even if there are treatments available, they're not something an outsider like me, without a master, can afford."

It has to be said that Brother Jiang was right. After so many days of investigation, the temple did not offer any remedy for the body leakage. They all chose to tough it out. Perhaps in the eyes of the temple master and elders, disciples with low talent are just waste materials. As long as they are kept in the Soul Treasury Temple to work, it is fine. They don't need to care about their life or death.

"Let's not talk about this anymore." Brother Jiang interrupted this sad mood. "Junior brother, listen to me, you'd better stay in the pharmacy these days and don't wander around."

"What happened? Is someone targeting me?" Song You became very wary. He had recently offended some people. Mei Chong, the disciple of Elder Zhongzao, and his group planned to attack him during the trial. He had just refused the trade request from Ruan Yingying, a disciple stationed outside the village.

"It's not that anyone is targeting you." Jiang Yangge recounted what he had seen. "It's that Elder Zhongzao's new disciple died, and Mei Chong and the others found the murderer, took him away, and fabricated his remains."

Those two black flames were indeed Elder Zhongzao's backup plan. His actions were correct. Now that the two people had been captured, Song You's safety had greatly increased.

To get Song You's attention, Jiang Yangge added, "Although this matter has nothing to do with my junior brother, the other party knows that my junior brother has a grudge against that person. Who knows if the other party might resort to desperate measures?"

Jiang Yangge's words made sense, and since Song Youzheng had the same idea, he continued, "Senior brother is right. I also want to improve my medicine-brewing skills. After I tidy up my room, I will stay at the pharmacy for a while."

Seeing that Song You had agreed, Jiang Yangge stepped forward and said, "Junior brother, why don't you focus on brewing the medicine? I'll get anything you need."

Song You refused outright, believing that the less others knew about his affairs and possessions, the better: "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother, but I'll handle it myself."

Moreover, Song You vaguely sensed something was wrong. His senior brother had always been very stable before, so why did he seem so anxious this time?

Jiang Yangge didn't insist, and Song You didn't press the matter. He kept his doubts in mind, picked up the tray, and said, "This is the lung-clearing powder I brewed this time. What do you think, Senior Brother?"

Jiang Yangge then noticed that there were five cloth packets in the tray and exclaimed in surprise, "Did you brew this all at once, Junior Brother? You know, according to the records in the book, one batch of ingredients can theoretically brew a maximum of six batches of Lung-Clearing Powder. Even if this is a low-grade product, Junior Brother's is still quite remarkable."

Song You didn't take all the credit for himself. He clasped his hands behind him and said, "It's also thanks to this medicine furnace. I'm most grateful to my master."

Jiang Yangge also clasped his hands in a fist salute, then picked up a cloth bag and sniffed it: "The quality of the lung-clearing powder has improved a lot. At this rate, junior brother will reach the level of a fifth-grade low-grade powder in no more than twenty doses."

Twenty times may sound like a lot, but many pharmacy disciples can hardly match it. Most of them may not even reach the threshold of the fifth grade low-grade after hundreds of practice sessions, and they don't even know how to make Qingfei San. The pharmacy has a very small quota, so they need to find the medicinal materials themselves to practice.

Even Jiang Yangge himself took seventy tries to get the first step. Looking at Song You in front of him, he realized that the difference between people could be so great.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother." Song You was secretly delighted, as this would allow him to exchange for three minor merits as soon as possible and obtain the formula for the Gaze Medicine Pouch.

After a moment's thought, Brother Jiang offered his opinion: "If you are capable enough, junior brother, why not study all four books? If you can master all four books in the pharmacy, you can be called a fifth-grade pharmacist and receive preferential treatment from the temple in terms of resources."

Song You paused, surprised. He also wanted to finish learning all four books, but Jia Chunfang wouldn't give him that time. According to him, since Elder Zhongzao was speeding up his work, he needed to master all the techniques of sewing leather in "Wrapped Bag and Soaked Medicine" as soon as possible.

Seeing that Jiang Yangge was treating him very well, Song You hoped that his previous doubts were false and said, "Thank you for the reminder, senior brother. I will learn from this in the future."

Jiang Yangge put down the cloth bag: "Then I won't bother you any longer, Junior Brother."

After saying that, he left Song You's room and closed the door behind him. Song You sat in the room, thinking about the gains and losses of this medicine-making process. The preparation of snake-eating grass was almost perfect, and there was not much room for improvement. He could only start with the withered bark and yellow soil.

Once Song You had a clearer understanding of the process and techniques, he started brewing the lung-clearing powder again, and quickly made progress.

He summoned Shen Lu, handed her the lung-clearing powder, and then walked towards his disciple's residence.

After returning to the room through the bamboo forest, there weren't many things I could take with me. The most important thing was the copper coins hidden in the corner of the wall. I dug out the copper coins and put them on my person, and then took the few books hidden under my pillow.

Now all that's left is the Qi Refining Technique buried underground. At this moment, Song You suddenly remembered that this Qi Refining Technique came from Jiang Yangge's sister, Jiang Yangjiao. Could Jiang Yangge's recent unusual behavior be related to this technique?

Song You sighed. If that was the case, then Jiang Yangge's approach to him was all for a purpose, but he hadn't done anything to harm him; on the contrary, he had treated him well.

That evens things out. Song You didn't want to deliberately harm Jiang Yangge, especially since Jia Chunfang had mentioned that if he deliberately harmed others to cultivate Qi and become a wild beast, he would also be affected.

Finally, Song You dug out the Qi Refining Technique to fill in the ground and moved it along with other items into a room in the inner courtyard of the pharmacy.

Some time after Song You left, a furtive figure appeared outside. After confirming that no one was in the surrounding rooms, the figure pried open a window and slipped inside.

Jiang Yangge searched the whole house but couldn't find what he wanted, so a smile appeared on his face instead.

"The Bronze Rooster Venerable was right after all; he brought the Qi Refining Technique into the pharmacy."