Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 398

Jiang Yun has received millions of bonuses, and the number of wild boars in Wudang Mountain has also been greatly reduced. It is not known when it will recover, but this is not a problem for the villagers to worry about.

After resting at the foot of Lianhua Peak for one night, everyone walked back to the road and returned to Jiangjia Village by car.

The descendants of the sixteen characters of Yin and Yang, Lao Hu and Fatty Wang followed Jiang Yun back to the Taoist temple to rest because of their special identities.

Old Taoist Zhang Zhishun, the life-saving prescription he prescribed was replaced by Jiuwei Huomingtang.

According to the analysis of the prescription, heavy medicine is used, and its main function is to remove wind, cold and damp pathogens, and clear away internal heat.

"Half liang of Qianghuo, three qian of Fangfeng, one qian of Wulingzhi, half liang of asarum, six qian of nine fragrant insects, seven liang of ground turtle, two qian of raw rehmannia, eight qian of licorice plus two qian of aconite."

"Boy, remember, the old Taoist's prescription is used to treat wind-cold-dampness evils, but with the addition of aconite, it is designed to treat the poison of energy insects."

"Your Taoist temple should have these medicines. If you don't have them, the Chinese medicine shop in the small town at the foot of the mountain must have them. Take them three times a day by decocting them with water."

"Three times a day, not less than one time, do you hear me clearly?" Senior Taoist Zhang Zhishun exhorted.

Jiang Yun memorized the prescriptions, and he is also considered to be proficient in pharmacology. Naturally, he knows that aconite is highly poisonous. This time, he spent two coins, isn't it more or less...

The yin-yang sixteen-character descendant is also a little uneasy.

"Zhang Daochang, is there anything wrong with your prescription? I clearly remember that aconite is highly poisonous. Six dollars a day is a bit much, isn't it?"

Master Zhang Zhishun stroked his beard, and said confidently: "Aconite is very poisonous if it is not used well, but it is a good medicine for curing diseases and saving lives if used well."

"The poison of energy insects mainly attacks the heart. I am afraid that ordinary prescriptions will not be able to save it. Right now, we can only fight poison with poison."

The yin-yang sixteen-character successor swallowed dryly, and nodded with a sullen face.

The water friends in the live broadcast room looked at the black fan leader and comforted him repeatedly.

"Old Taoist Zhang is still awesome, and his actions are strong medicine."

"No matter what, after seven days, both the Poison of Insects and the Sixteen Characters of Yin and Yang must die. I guess Zhang always wants to take a gamble."

"Death Yin Yang, be strong, I will pray for you for three seconds."

"Damn, it's real. I thought it was the effect of the show. The dead yin and yang won't really become the dead yin and yang, right?"

Jiang Yun looked at the yin-yang sixteen-character successor, and he patted the guy on the shoulder.

Afterwards, everyone in the Taoist temple went over and patted this guy on the shoulder, including Hou Er, who also joined in the fun.

"What are you doing, I'm not dead yet, I think I can still save it!" The Yin-Yang Sixteen-Character preacher broke down seeing the silence of the crowd.

Old Taoist Zhang Zhishun was on the other side of the phone, deliberately reminding: "Young fellow Yin Yang, don't get emotional."

"Emotional agitation can easily lead to faster flow of qi and blood, and the poisonous gas will penetrate into the heart veins faster."

"Also, remember, when decocting medicine, you must not use an iron pot, let alone a pressure cooker. Iron is cold and nourishes the lungs."

"This medicine is for nourishing blood. It is highly poisonous to cook the medicine in an iron pot. You must use a ceramic pot. If you don't have one, a copper pot will do."

Jiang Yun nodded to understand that the utensils for decocting medicine in traditional Chinese medicine are very particular. Usually, porcelain is used. Porcelain is fired with soil and is neutral.

Many people who drank traditional Chinese medicine and went to pharmacies nodded thoughtfully.

"It's no wonder that the traditional Chinese medicine decoction in the hospital is now made of uniform ceramics. I thought it was cheap."

"I went to see a Chinese doctor a few days ago. It was clearly written in the place where the medicine was taken that it is forbidden to use iron, aluminum and copper to boil the medicine. It must be a casserole."

"It must be a pot made of earth, and a slow fire must be used, so that the spleen and stomach can be nourished and the triple burner can be nourished, and the spleen is the foundation of the day after tomorrow."

"My family cooks porridge and medicine, all of which are ceramics. My mother especially believes in this. It turns out that it really makes sense."

"What, it's impossible. The traditional Chinese medicine shop in front of my house uses stainless steel barrels to boil medicine every day. It's a scam!"

"I want to ask, can stainless steel [cover your face]"

"I don't understand, what do the doctor ask me to do, what do I do, as long as I can live, that's all I ask."

Jiang Yun took the prescription and went out to get the medicine.

Behind him, the yin-yang sixteen-character successor urged loudly, "Jiang Daochang, please serve some snacks while you grab the medicine."

"If I survive by chance, not only will I have a big thank you, but I will also be counted as my feng shui yin and yang lineage, and I owe Tianyuan Taoist a great favor."

Jiang Yun turned his head and looked at the sickly Yin-Yang sixteen-character heir who was lying on the bed, and said angrily, "Yin-Yang fellow Taoist, you can question the cultivation of the poor, but you can't question the poor. Taste."

"Although you, a black fan, often promote feudal superstitions, which makes me very annoyed from time to time, but a poor man can't do it."

"It's okay, don't lie on the bed and pretend to be sick. Before the poison of the energy bug takes seven days, you are a normal person. You should eat and rest."

The yin and yang sixteen character passer touched his nose, stretched his muscles and bones, then jumped off the bed and took two steps.

Those two steps, walked very energetically, without the slightest appearance of a patient.

Jiu Wei Huo Ming Tang needs to be boiled for half an hour on a slow fire, and it needs to be boiled three times a day.

It was about saving lives, and Jiang Yun didn't delay. He returned to the Taoist temple at 07 o'clock, got the prescription at 30:[-], and took the medicine back at [-] o'clock.

At [-]:[-], the inheritor of the sixteen characters of Yin and Yang drank the dark Chinese medicine boiled in a casserole.

The medicine was bitter, but he drank it happily.

However, many water friends in the live broadcast room vomited it out.

Jiang Yun had just filtered out the dregs of the medicine, and the drone clearly took pictures of the dregs.

Ordinary Chinese medicines are easy to talk about, but Wulingzhi, Nine Fragrance Insects and Wood Softshells, two are mummified insects, and the other looks like dried mouse droppings.

"Fuck, there's shit in this medicine!"

"Brothers, let me popularize science. Wulingzhi is mouse droppings. It's just the droppings of flying squirrels that eat squirrels and squirrels."

"Good guy, this is really important. I just googled it. Modern research shows that Wulingzhi has anti-inflammatory, anti-cerebral ischemia, anti-platelet aggregation, anti-aging, anti-gastric ulcer and other effects."

"Hiss, something's wrong, mouse feces can be used as medicine, why can't mine?"

"Who said that people can't be used as medicine, brother Renzhong Huang, let me know?"

"Dead yin and yang, there is shit in the medicine, you think about it, do you want to be the eighth child?"

After the yin-yang sixteen-character successor drank the medicine, he looked at the barrage in Jiang Yun's live broadcast room, and was a little confused.

What is feces in medicine, and how did I become the eighth child?

Under his strong request, Jiang Yun brought over the medicinal residue that had just been filtered out.

"Friend Yin-Yang, don't vomit. If you vomit that medicine, you'll drink it for nothing. I just told you not to look at it. You must listen."

"Traditional Chinese medicine is a big taboo when taking medicine. It is easy to vomit, and flying squirrel feces are still clean. Mr. Zhang didn't prescribe human pornography for you, so you can enjoy it secretly." Jiang Yun reminded.

The yin-yang sixteen-character passer just retched halfway, and then swallowed it back with great perseverance.

(End of this chapter)