I am cultivating immortals in the martial arts world

Chapter 8
Adhering to the fact that even if the other party is malicious, Lin Dong, who has no way to deal with it, slept soundly that night.

The next day.

Before dawn, Lin Dong got up.

He first cleaned the fallen leaves and dust in Qingfengguan, and then he opened the door wide and put the medicine basket on his back to wait.

Qiao Feng arrived as scheduled, and as soon as he approached, he found Lin Dong standing motionless in the yard.

This made him startled, he approached to make sure he was still breathing, and then asked, "Master Dao, what is this..."

The reason for confirming breathing is the practice of the world.

Like Qiao Feng, he saw at least five or six dead people within a month, and most of them were related to him.

Facing the worried Qiao Feng, Lin Dong smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about something."

"Daoist is dressed like this, is he going to collect medicine?"

Qiao Feng nodded his head, his already imposing eyes fell on the medicine basket behind Lin Dong.

"Ah."

Lin Dong smiled back, then patted the medicine basket and said, "Let's go, it's time to teach you the last thing today."

"Oh, it turns out that..."

Qiao Feng agreed casually, but his eyes widened in an instant: "What did you just say, Taoist?"

"The secret recipe."

Lin Dong still smiled, and said without any affectation: "The secret recipe for treating malaria, I will leave it to you today."

"what……"

"This?"

Qiao Feng was a little dumbfounded.

As we all know, in this world, or in the feudal era, many things are often passed down at the end.

Such as martial arts cheats.

In this era, some people are not even willing to pass on Taizu Changquan casually, even if there are others, they will keep one or two hands.Only when you are about to die, do you teach the most subtle things.

As for medicine, it is even more so.

If some people die suddenly, even Fangzi will hardly stay.

Anyone who has watched Tianlong should remember a plot.

Just after Ke Baisui died, Qiao Feng brought some beggar gang members to the house to investigate. Ke Baisui's apprentice bluntly said that he didn't even know the master's whipping method, and every time the master practiced, he would do it secretly...

This is actually a very feudal practice, in order to ensure that you will not be discarded when you get old, and you can spend your old age in peace.

Don't die and don't teach, this rule is usually popular among all walks of life.

However, now, Lin Dong wants to teach him everything directly, even the biggest secret recipe, how to treat malaria, has to be handed over.

How could Qiao Feng not be surprised?

He thought that he would have to wait for at least a few years before he could get in touch with it a little bit.

For Qiao Feng, this was really an extremely normal behavior.

That's malaria!

When it breaks out, in less than a few days and nights, more than half of the people in a village can be killed.

This kind of secret recipe is not hidden until death, it is simply a pity for its ability.

"no big deal."

Lin Dong knew what Qiao Feng was thinking, he walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and said lightly: "Pindao believes in you now, and even more in you in the future!"

"In the future, you will definitely become a respected hero. If this secret recipe can be given to you, Pindao can rest assured."

During the following journey, Qiao Feng remained silent for a long time.

He didn't know how to speak, let alone what to say, he just felt heavy in his heart.

The roles were reversed, even he, Qiao Feng, would not easily hand over the secret recipe for treating malaria to others.

Only when he passes his test, or if he approves of this person, will he hand over the secret recipe wholeheartedly.

The secret recipe can save lives, but it can also kill them!
If ambitious people get it, intentionally spread malaria, and then stand up to help, then...

"It's also Artemisia annua, but it doesn't have the effect of treating malaria..."

"This Artemisia annua is not that Artemisia annua, you must remember."

"The one that can really cure malaria..."

When Lin Dong said this, he found that Qiao Feng was still in a daze, and directly reprimanded him seriously: "Qiao Feng, what are you thinking?!"

"No, it's nothing." Qiao Feng turned his head with a heavy heart, not knowing what to say, so he quickly focused on Lin Dong.

"It's fine, you have to remember that Artemisia annua, which can really cure malaria, has a strong volatile aroma. The roots are solitary, vertical, and narrowly spindle-shaped..."

"That's it!"

While talking, his eyes lit up, and he pointed at Qinghao in front of him.

"Qiao Feng, remember it carefully."

After carefully digging out the Artemisia annua, Lin Dong continued to explain: "In addition to the aroma of the plant, it has many characteristics."

"The stem is solitary, three feet to six feet (100-200 cm) high, and the base diameter can reach three-thirds (one tenth is one inch, one inch is 3.3 cm), with longitudinal ribs, green when young, and then brown or reddish-brown. Much branching."

"Stems, branches, both sides of leaves and the back of involucral bracts are glabrous or very sparsely pubescent at first, and then fall off and glabrous. Leaves are papery, green..."

"In addition, there is one more key point in distinguishing Artemisia annua."

As Lin Dong spoke, he opened the underside of Artemisia annua, and said with a smile, "The leaves at the lower part of the stem are broadly ovate or triangularly ovate, more than one to two inches long, and eight to two inches wide."

……

"Do you remember?"

After collecting some Artemisia annua, Lin Dong led the depressed Qiao Feng down the mountain.

Returning to Qingfeng Temple, he saw the other person's expression was still heavy, so he walked over and said:

"You just have to remember that in the future you will use this secret recipe to save people, and you will be repaying me."

"It doesn't have to be so heavy, it's not life and death."

Qiao Feng came back to his senses, then solemnly raised his hands and said: "I, Qiao Feng, swear today that I will never use this secret recipe to do evil in the future, let alone spread it outside the territory to betray the Great Song Dynasty and the nation. , will be hated by heaven and earth!"

In this regard.

Lin Dong just smiled and didn't speak.

After all, in his opinion, Qiao Feng's oath will be invalidated after 17 years.

What will happen then, he doesn't know.

But there is a high probability that you will keep your promise, even if you don't say it for a lifetime, it is impossible to pass it on to others casually.

that's enough.

After teaching Qiao Feng to finish the medicine, Lin Dong waved his hand and said, "Okay, I've been tired all day, you can go back first, Pindao also needs to rest early, starting tomorrow, Pindao will teach you other things. Some basic medical skills, I hope you can better inherit the mantle of Pindao."

"Yes!"

Qiao Feng nodded solemnly and left quickly.

Lin Dong stared at his back for a long time, then quickly returned to the room, picked up the packed clothes, and ran away.

From the moment he sensed someone in the yard, he was ready to run.

Because the identity of that person can almost be confirmed, apart from the head of the beggar gang, the abbot of Shaolin, Murong Bo, and Xiao Yuanshan, there is no one else.

And these, he can't afford to provoke.

Instead of staying and entering the martial arts law, and then getting involved in things that are unlikely to be mixed into the plot point, it is better to find another person.

That person can definitely bring him a lot of plot points!
As for Qiao Feng?

He hasn't grown up yet, so he can only provide limited plot points after all.

It is enough to leave a fate.

"I hope you don't disappoint me."

Lin Dong closed the door of Qingfengguan, looked into the distance with a smile, squinted his eyes and said: "But this is really too much thinking, if it is you, you will never let me down!"

……

Not long after, Qiao Feng came back with a food box, which contained quite a lot of delicious food.

And of course, good wine.

"Daoist, let's eat first, don't be too busy."

He yelled several times but didn't hear a response, his heart started beating uncontrollably, he pushed the door open and entered the bedroom regardless of politeness.

At this time, Lin Dong had already left, and all his clothes and belongings were taken away.

In the bedroom, there was still his breath, probably only the letter on the table left.

Qiao Feng walked over tremblingly, and slowly opened the envelope.

"You don't have to look for the poor, you can't find it either."

"Nowadays, the people around Luoshan City should no longer be plagued by diseases. The poor will travel around and rescue other people with diseases."

"He has decided to meet you and me one day, and I hope that by that day, you have not forgotten the poor way."

"treasure."

"Lin Dong stayed."

(End of this chapter)