111: C111 Three Kinds of Medicinal Paste

C111 Three Kinds of Medicinal Paste

"I should first refine this medicinal paste that can remove scars."

In an empty big house in the mansion, Ning Xiaolei separated the ingredients that he snatched from the Tianren Hall into categories.

He found a large metal pot, lit it, and threw the corresponding medicinal herbs into it according to the recipe.

Jinjiao and Yinjiao had nothing better to do with this medicinal paste. Based on Old Lord's pill recipes, it was ineffectual for those great immortals and devils.

However, to ordinary people, Ning Xiaolei believed that it would definitely have a miraculous effect.

As a result, the process of making the scarred medicinal paste was extremely simple. He directly threw the medicinal paste into the furnace, and the ingredients were mixed together.

Originally, refining medicinal paste required a pill furnace, but Ning Xiaolei didn't have it for now, so he found a big iron pot and stewed it.

After about half an hour of stewing in the pot, a fresh fragrance wafted out.

Ning Xiaolei, who couldn't wait any longer, was overjoyed upon smelling the fragrance and immediately went to extinguish the fire.

"Hehe, it seems like it's a success."

Lifting up the pot, Ning Xiaolei looked at the pale green medicinal paste in the pot and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

"Uncle Zhang, come here." Ning Xiaolei called over Zhang Jiuxuan, who was helping him from the side.

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Jiuxuan didn't ask Ning Xiaolei what he was doing, nor did he ask Ning Xiaolei where these medicinal herbs came from. He was very tactful.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" Zhang Jiuxuan asked curiously.

"Do you have any old scars on your body?" Ning Xiaolei asked.

Although Zhang Jiuxuan didn't know what Ning Xiaolei meant, he still said honestly, "Of course there is. Martial artists can't avoid battles. How can there not be scars?"

"Alright, alright. Where is it? Maybe I can help you remove it." Ning Xiaolei was overjoyed. He used his knife to scrape the paste off the pot.

"It's on the arm." Zhang Jiuxuan faintly understood Ning Xiaolei's meaning and rolled up his sleeves.

Looking at that hideous scar, which was twisted like a snake, Ning Xiaolei smeared the medicinal mud on the knife.

With a slightly nervous mood, Ning Xiaolei asked, "Uncle Zhang, how do you feel?"

"It's cold, the medicinal paste seems to have entered my body." Zhang Jiuxuan said.

Not much time passed before all the medicinal paste on Zhang Jiuxuan's arm seeped into his skin, leaving nothing behind.

The ugly scar on his arm had completely disappeared with the disappearance of the medicinal paste.

Even the skin there had turned white and delicate, as if it was the skin of a newborn.

"Heavens, this is too amazing! This is a divine medicine! Young master, you're so powerful!"

Zhang Jiuxuan was dumbstruck as he looked at Ning Xiaolei in shock.

This young man seemed to be even more mysterious than he thought. If they followed him, perhaps they would have the chance to take revenge for him in this life.

"Hehehe, it's good that it worked. I'm going to be rich."

Ning Xiaolei revealed an extremely happy smile and said, "Let's call this medicinal paste the Traceless Sludge. Uncle Zhang, change it to a large metal pot. I will continue to refine it."

"Okay, young master, then what about this pot of Traceless Mud?" Zhang Jiuxuan asked.

Ning Xiaolei thought for a while and said, "Get the manufacturer to order a batch of bottles and jars, fill them all up and sell them in a few days."0

Zhang Jiuxuan brought a big iron pot to contact the manufacturer, Ning Xiaolei continued to refine.

After the Traceless Mud, Ning Xiaolei also concocted the Bone Healing Mud and the Hemostatic Mud.

As for the rest of the formulas written on the manuscripts of Jinjiao and Yinjiao, they were slightly more advanced. There were a lot of Tianren Hall and he still couldn't gather the materials needed to refine them.

"Just these three things are enough!" Ning Xiaolei thought about it and didn't insist.

After familiarizing himself with the process, Ning Xiaolei got Zhang Jiuxuan to find dozens of large iron pots and started to refine them in large quantities.

After spending an entire day's time, those medicinal ingredients from the Tianren Hall were almost all refined into three types of medicinal paste by Ning Xiaolei.

"It's time to get even with Du Mann." After going back to his room to rest for a while, a cold light flashed across Ning Xiaolei's eyes.

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