All My Disciples Are Kings

 Everyone has already begun to guide the disciples they have accepted.

 Except for Mu Wan'er...

 In the village, after experiencing this apprenticeship, almost all the villagers who were working, weaving and cooking at home were discussing this matter.

　Some people are happy and some are sad.

 Happiness is that a young man in their family has been accepted as a disciple by the gods, but sadness is just the opposite.

Mu Wan'er walked among the villagers, listening to their discussion and couldn't help but look even more angry.

“It’s all the fault of the woman who was overseeing the temple, she had to fix this!”

Mu Wan'er lowered her head angrily and kicked away the pebbles at her feet.

“I have to look for him again, but it’s so easy to find a disciple with the talent for alchemy...” At this point, Mu Wan’er couldn’t help but sigh.

 “Get out of the way! Get out of the way!”

Mu Wan'er raised her head when she heard the sound, and saw a little girl who was dirty and covered in mud. She was holding a mud bowl wrapped in a few lotus leaves in her hands, running around the villagers towards her!

Seeing this, Mu Wan'er turned slightly to let her pass.

When the little girl ran past her, Mu Wan'er saw that the bowl was filled with steaming dark green juice, which smelled of strong and pungent herbs.

 Ignoring so much, Mu Wan'er continued to move forward.

I happened to hear the surrounding villagers talking about the little girl who ran by.

"Hey, Xiaoshu also has a pure heart. The only old man left in the family is seriously ill. Even the pharmacist king in the village has said that he is hopeless. But this little girl Xiaoshu still goes to the mountain all day long to pull herbs to treat her old man's illness. .”

“Old Shutou has reached that age and can no longer be saved. I can only pity the little tree that has always depended on him.”

“It’s just that the mountains are so dangerous, with all kinds of wild beasts. What if something happens, she’s still so young.”

“No way, I’ve told her many times, but she doesn’t listen at all.”

 Hear this.

Mu Wan'er also thought that it would be okay anyway, and the little girl was very filial, so she might as well go and have a look.

So he stepped forward and asked: "Grandpa, where is the little girl's home?"

When the old villager with a stooped body saw Mu Wan'er, he immediately said: "It's the immortal master! Hey, it's over there, with the fishing net hanging at the door of the building on the left." Then he pointed to the left.

Mu Wan'er nodded after hearing this, and then walked in that direction.

A broken wooden door was not closed. Mu Wan'er stood at the door, watching the little girl's hands were red from being burned. She still endured the pain and gave medicine to an old man covered with black spots in a clay bowl.

The old man raised his eyelids vigorously, but did not open his eyes. He could only say sadly: "Little tree, my disease is hopeless. Don't go up the mountain anymore."

 Xiaoshu shook his head vigorously and cried: "I don't! It is said that there are all kinds of spiritual herbs on the mountain. As long as I keep going, I can always find the magical herbs to cure grandpa's disease!"

 Hear this.

Mu Wan'er, who was standing at the door, said: "Your grandfather's disease cannot be cured by these herbs."

Hearing these words, the little girl turned back to look at Mu Wan'er. Then he said stubbornly: "That's what Pharmacist Wang said! He said that as long as we can find those spiritual herbs in the mountains, grandpa's disease can be cured!"

Mu Wan'er asked back: "But do you know what that spiritual grass looks like and where it lives?"

 The little girl wanted to refute again, but couldn't find the words to refute.

 She doesn’t know, and neither does Wang Yaoshi.

 So she could only find the herbs one by one and test them.

Seeing the little girl's sad, round face with tears dripping down her face, Mu Wan'er couldn't help but shook her head slightly, then walked into the basically empty house and walked towards the old man's bedside.

Seeing this, the little girl didn't know where to get angry. She immediately stopped in front of Mu Wan'er, opened her hands and said, "What are you going to do!"

Mu Wan'er smiled and said, "I happen to be a pharmacist as well, so I can help your grandpa find out what disease he has."

Hearing this, Xiaoshu's face lit up and asked hurriedly: "Then can you cure grandpa?" Mu Wan'er smiled and nodded.

Mortal illnesses are nothing more than simple to her.

There is no need to refine any overly complicated elixir.

After receiving a positive reply, the little girl asked Mu Wan'er to come over, then took the old man's hand and said happily: "Grandpa, you are saved! There is a pharmacist who said he can cure your disease!"

The old man smiled bitterly, waved his withered hands weakly and said, "Don't you know what's going on with my body? We've come to the end, so don't waste your efforts in vain."

Mu Wan'er sat on the edge of the bed and said with a smile: "Grandpa, I am different from those ordinary pharmacists."

“Besides, there’s nothing to lose if you let me try, right?”

 The old man nodded helplessly.

Mu Wan'er looked at the old man's body and saw the problem with just one glance.

 The summary is.

 Severely deficient in nutrition, and being exposed to too many toxins from traveling in the mountains all year round, precipitating and accumulating in the body!

 Coupled with the fact that we are now older, our body's functions have almost reached its end, which leads to a complete explosion of toxins and the formation of these dark spots.

 It’s no wonder that ordinary pharmacists are helpless.

 The most fundamental problem is actually that life is about to end...

The little girl looked at Mu Wan'er and asked curiously: "Sister Fairy, why don't you take a pulse when you see a doctor?"

very eloquent!

Mu Wan'er smiled happily and said, "Because I can tell it without taking a pulse."

 “Then do you see it?”

"I can see it." Mu Wan'er nodded and said, "It's not a big problem."

Then he took out a healing elixir from the space ring.

 Although this healing elixir is something that Mu Wan'er has eliminated. After all, the level is already too low.

 But for the old man, this healing elixir is gentler.

  Ordinary people can increase their lifespan by at least ten years by taking it.

 After feeding the elixir to the old man, he put his hand on the old man's chest and injected streams of immortal energy into the old man's body to help him digest the medicinal properties of the elixir in his body.

 Sure enough, when the elixir started to work.

There were wisps of faint green light shining all over the old man's body, and the dark spots on his body began to slowly fade away!

  Layers of black liquid seeped out from the old man's body, and it smelled extremely bad!

The old man's frown suddenly relaxed, he opened his eyes, and said energetically: "Hey, I... feel my body..."

 Xiaoshu saw that the old man climbed up on his own and hugged the old man. "Grandpa! Are you okay?!"

“Grandpa is fine, grandpa is fine.” The old man patted the little tree on the back and smiled happily.

Immediately, as if he remembered something, the old man's face tightened slightly, he quickly stood up, walked to Mu Wan'er, and knelt down!

 “Thank you, Immortal Master!”

Little Shu also followed the instructions in a decent manner, and said immaturely: "Thank you, Sister Fairy."

Mu Wan'er touched Xiao Shu's head and said with a smile: "In that case, I'll leave first."

 You still have to find a disciple!

 But when Mu Wan'er stood up.

 Xiaoshu suddenly grabbed Mu Wan'er's skirt and said, "Sister Fairy, can you teach me how to be a pharmacist?" (End of Chapter)