"Can the toxins in the body of Senior Medicine and Senior Blood God cure them together?"
"No." Yao Zu shook his head, "In these eternal years, this poison has become a part of his body, and after his bloodline mutates, the immortal origin also regards the poison as itself. The toxins have long been separated from each other and cannot be disassembled."
"What should I do?" Ye Chen frowned, not expecting that in addition to the broken arm, there was such toxin on the Blood God's body.
"However, you should be able to suppress this toxin after years of living together."
The Blood God nodded and said, "There are some occasions that will cause changes in physical characteristics, and other times, it can still be suppressed. And after immortality, this violent power does bring me many benefits."
Yao Zu nodded and continued, "Since that's the case, then you can suppress the toxins by yourself. I have a mantra of clearing the heart. If you can't suppress it in the future, you can use it."
"Okay, thank you for your senior."
Yao Zu didn't say anything anymore, but just reached out and pressed the huge medicine cauldron, and the huge medicine cauldron actually clicked out a door.
The Medicine Ancestor made a gesture to the Blood God to invite him, and he was already sitting on the cushion.
Ye Chen glanced at the Blood God, with an extremely reassuring look, and said, "Don't worry, senior, Ye Chen will always be waiting for you here."
The Blood God nodded lightly, but he still felt a little strange in his heart. Did the Medicine Ancestor plan to refine himself as a pill?
A series of green flames slowly burned under this huge medicine cauldron, revealing a charming and dense luster.
Yao Zu didn't say anything, but just lowered his eyes and looked at the Blood God with a serious face.
Even though he stood aside, Ye Chen's eyes looking at the Blood God were already filled with worries. I wonder if he could adapt to the temperature between the medicine cauldrons.
After Ye Chen thought about it, a blood light appeared in his eyes, and he actually passed through the endless iron wall of the medicine cauldron, observing the state of the blood god sitting cross-legged inside.
As the temperature of the medicine cauldron gradually increased, cold sweat broke out from the forehead of the Blood God.
A medicinal material was thrown in from above by the Medicine Ancestor and pressed directly on the Blood God's legs.
The medicinal material seemed to have reached its ignition point, and at this time it turned into a blue light, covering the body of the Blood God.
The Medicine Ancestor did not slacken at all. A roll of light white flame in his palm merged into the flame under the medicine cauldron.
The temperature was even higher, and the sweat on the Blood God's body almost wet his entire clothes.
The blood source energy in his body was now solidified in the skin on his body. The originally fair skin was quietly turning red, which looked a bit fierce.
Although Ye Chen was full of doubts, he didn't want to question Yaozu. In his opinion, Yaozu must have his own rules for treating diseases. If he disturbed him rashly, he would seem to be extremely distrustful.
Although Yaozu did not hear Ye Chen's inquiry, he also deliberately mentioned Ye Chen and said: "The Confucian ancestor used thunder to destroy the source of Tao and forcibly cut off the entire broken arm and body. This is hard. If I want to help the blood god recover, I must use softness."
Ye Chen frowned and said, "Both hardness and softness?"
"The son can teach you," Yao Zu nodded happily, "If I forcefully cut open the tendons and veins, it will be necessary. But this will have an impact on the blood god's original blood, so we can only adopt a more stupid method. Use the herbs of Chiyang to transform his frozen and dusty blood, so that he can release all the origins and better protect his body."
Ye Chen nodded, but unexpectedly, Yao Zu was willing to spend some time explaining to him.
"Next, after the medicine is turned on, he will cut off all the meridians where he broke his arms, which means he will make another heart-wrenching roar."
Ye Chen nodded. It was very simple to cut off. He was strong enough and could do it with one move. However, if you want to reshape, the corresponding tissue of each meridian cannot be deviated.
This is not only a test of the blood god's patience, but also a test of the powerful medicinal ability of the Medicine Ancestor.
"ah!"
Before Ye Chen could finish his thoughts, the Blood God was already screaming heart-wrenchingly, and the entire medicine cauldron was trembling with some fluctuations.
Yao Zu pursed the corners of his lips, as if he had already expected this situation. He took out all three spiritual herbs in his hand and threw them into the medicine cauldron one by one in sequence.
After the entire blood god's tendons and veins entered the three spiritual herbs, they made crackling sounds.
The voice of the Blood God gradually weakened as these three medicinal materials were integrated.
Yao Zu made a little gesture, and a red silk thread appeared in his hand, and a needle as thin as cow's hair was tied to the other end of the thread.
Above the silk thread is the original magical power of the Medicine Ancestor, and wisps of blazing white luster are constantly gathering on the tip of the needle through the silk thread.
With the blessing of this luster, the needle was like a small fish, constantly wandering around the edge of the blood god's broken arm, sometimes cutting and sometimes connecting.
The Blood God's face also became extremely pale. Every move of Xiao Nen was like the Medicine Ancestor himself taking action, carrying the Medicine Ancestor's supreme pressure.
Ye Chen saw it and felt pain for the Blood God. After all, this place is not China and there is no anesthetic.
Then the blood god who endured everything would be the most calm at this time.
The moment the needle penetrated the edge of his broken arm, he could sense the distorted connection between his body and his left arm.
The more small needles wander, the more frequent the connection between them.
After wandering through the entire broken arm and the small needle, it slowly flew back to the front of the Medicine Ancestor.
A top-quality herb appeared in Yaozu's hand again, and he threw it into the medicine cauldron without feeling distressed.
Ye Chen saw the herb at this time. The moment he entered the medicine cauldron, it had turned into spots of light and slowly merged into the place where the small needle passed.
Endless medicinal spirit energy surged in from the wound.
The wound on the broken arm emitted a pure white light. The perception that the blood god was blocked was slowly recovering from the infiltration of the medicine spirit energy.
Only by being comparable to the strength of Confucian ancestors can the scars caused by the power of thunder destruction be restored to their current appearance.
The endless blood power burst out in the body of the Blood God, and its powerful recovery ability was slowly showing its effect at this time.
In the medicine cauldron, blood powers are slowly condensing into the shape of an arm.
The Blood God's face became solemn and pale. The Confucian ancestor's Thunder Destruction Origin was in opposition to the Medicine Aura of the Medicine Ability. He encouraged to control the power of the bloodline, but the Thunder Destruction Origin did not completely dissipate.
Chapter completed!