C110 Gift Pill Formula
C110 Gift Pill Formula
However, this incident alarmed many people. They even heard that the local troops were mobilized.
The tomb of the ancient Han Dynasty's ruined emperor, which had been unearthed halfway, had actually been silently stolen.
A fresh cave had been dug not far from the tomb, in a deep pit. And underneath this cave of thieves was a secret treasury that was cast in bronze. Although there was nothing inside, a few golden bricks had been dug out from the rotten wood pieces on the ground.
According to preliminary estimations, the amount of gold in this secret warehouse was several hundred tons.
At the same time, the gold that had been stolen. . . There was also an unearthed artifact. One of the nine bronze cauldrons that was exposed in the news.
These two incidents weren't on the news, but inside the archaeological world, even in the entire academic world, and even in the capital, it caused a huge uproar. Even the senior experts of the Shanghai University's archaeological department were conscripted at the first moment.
Five to six hundred tons of gold! Putting aside the fact that it involved a lot of archaeological value, just the value of the gold itself was shocking enough.
Yang Qiu knew about this matter because he had a very good relationship with the professor of the archeology department and obtained some information that seemed to be true but not false.
The professor admired Yang Qiu very much. He even had an equal relationship with this elective student because the historical and cultural heritage Yang Qiu had displayed was very deep.
Yang Qiu could not help but feel nervous when he heard the news. He thought about it carefully again and made sure that he would not leave any clues behind. Then he put his heart in his stomach.
Of course, if this matter attracted the attention of cultivators, there would still be people who would notice something.
After class, he looked at the time and saw that it was only around ten o'clock. Yang Qiu directly went to the school hospital and did not call Xia Yu. Instead, he went straight to Prof. Gong.
Xia Yu was now a student in the medical college. She worked part-time as a nurse and was personally arranged by Prof. Gong. She was a student personally led by the old man.
The old man, Prof. Gong, had a strange temper. However, his position in the school was not ordinary. There were many famous doctors in the world who were under his tutelage. If Xia Yu could get his favor, she would at least have some achievements in the future. She was a famous doctor.
After this period of understanding, Yang Qiu had finally understood Prof. Gong's temper. This old man wanted to revitalize TCM to a certain degree.
Yang Qiu decided to help the old man.
During this period of time, he took some time to organize some simple and easy medical prescriptions and prepared to leave them for the old man to study by himself.
Yang Qiu was proficient in alchemy, and if alchemy did not have powerful medical skills as support, it was simply impossible to master.
Prof. Gong happened to be in the office. When he saw Yang Qiu, Prof. Gong immediately stood in front of Yang Qiu like a student.
"Little teacher, you finally came. The prescription Xia Yu gave me a few days ago, I can't understand it no matter what. You have to explain it to me. "
Yang Qiu did not respond. Instead, he smiled and placed a few thin sheets of paper on the old man's desk.
"Master, this is what I have sorted out. If you understand it thoroughly, I think it will make you contribute to TCM. This is the limit of what I can help you with. "
Prof. Gong's eyes had already fallen on the few pieces of paper that Yang Qiu had placed on the table. When he heard what Yang Qiu said, he was so excited that his whole body trembled.
"Really. . . En, Little Teacher, what do you mean by this?"
Yang Qiu smiled and nodded.
"This is all I can give you. I will graduate soon and will not stay in Shang Hai after graduation. Xia Yu, please take care of me. "
"Then where are you going?"
The old professor's eyes lit up. There was also a trace of dissatisfaction:
"Why did you leave Xia Yu alone?"
Yang Qiu smiled faintly and said.
"It's not like I'm not coming back. This is my hard work. I hope it can help you. "
Prof. Gong picked up the prescription on the table. After a few glances, his body trembled. He looked at Yang Qiu with admiration.
"This is. . . Yang Qiu, on behalf of TCM, I bow to you. "
Yang Qiu did not stand on ceremony and accepted his bow.
What he left behind was not some profound medical book on how to treat the illness, but a few pill formulas. These pill formulas were very ordinary and could be used in modern medicine to create medicine. The targeted medical cases were also not a single case, and they had a bit of an intention to treat all illnesses.
It was not that Yang Qiu did not understand the value of this thing. Any prescription would not be exchanged for tens of thousands of gold. One had to know how much the value of a new type of special medicine was. It could be said to be priceless.
He believed in Prof. Gong's character. This could also be considered as a reward for Prof. Gong taking care of Xia Yu.
Looking at the old professor, he suddenly thought of something and pretended to take it out from his pocket.
"Grandfather, this thing is for you. Remember, you must keep it well. "
These were two Longevity Increasing Pills and the Heaven Returning Pills that he had refined earlier. To Old Man Yang Qiu, Yang Qius were like trash, but to ordinary people, they were miraculous pills.
"This is. . . !"
Yang Qiu did not hide anything from the old man, and said indifferently:
"Five smaller Heaven Returning Pills are called Heaven Returning Pills. Even a person who has just stopped breathing can be saved. You can use these to save the situation. Those two bigger Heaven Returning Pills are called Longevity Increasing Pills. The effect varies from person to person. Increasing lifespan by five to ten years is not a problem. You can keep this for yourself. "
Prof. Gong was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.
He looked at Yang Qiu with a stiff body. After a long time, he let out a bitter laugh.
"Yang Qiu, I can't take it. I can't bear this. "
Yang Qiu did not care about these things. He did not want to involve too much in the karma of Mortal Realm, although it was enough now. However, if he could get one, he would get one.
Karma was something that ordinary people couldn't understand. It was even an illusory thing. However, Yang Qiu was an Immortal cultivator. He knew very well what kind of consequences it would bring to him.
The three girls beside him. . . This could be considered a love calamity. It would implicate the Qing Gang and the Wealthy Class. There was no way to escape from it. He could only repay them bit by bit.
Prof. Gong had no doubt about Yang Qiu's means. He was unwilling to delve into the things that he could not understand about Yang Qiu. TCM was broad and profound, and it involved alchemy and so on. It wasn't that he didn't know about it. However, the things that Yang Qiu gave him had already exceeded the scope of his knowledge.
Could this thing be the Immortal Pill that those emperors pursued in the ancient times?
These two things were absolutely priceless treasures. If it was the dynasty of the past, just these two things alone would be a reward for being conferred the title of king.
Prof. Gong turned his head to look at Yang Qiu and asked slowly.
"Yang Qiu, who. . . Are you exactly?"
Yang Qiu hesitated for a moment and said with a smile that was not a smile.
"Do you really want to know?"
"No, I don't want to!"
Prof. Gong hurriedly interrupted him.
"You should keep your secret. No matter what happens in the future, I hope you don't forget Xia Yu. "