"Boss, our elixirs are all out now, won't that be troublesome? Will more treasures be revealed later?"
"Why don't we just not reveal them? It's quite dangerous."
Fatty sat aside and said in a low voice.
What Fatty called danger was merely the worry that some people might come to find trouble with them.
Consequently disturbing their lives.
"Fatty, Boss has his own plans. And Senior Uncle's prophecy is coming true. Boss is preparing for it."
Hu Bayi said softly.
Fatty scratched his head, looking confused.
"What plans?"
"Nothing, just watch closely."
Hu Bayi said, and Fatty had no choice but to shut his mouth.
On the side, Wu Tianzhen and Wang Banyue watched Hu Bayi.
There were many things they didn't understand, but from Zhang Tian releasing these things, it could be seen that Zhang Tian must have something in mind.
"Won't this thing forcibly extract memories from our heads?"
"Will the sect leader become a fool?"
Wang Banyue whispered aside.
"This kind of thing won't cause much impact, and the sect leader can shatter it at any time. The memories should be what the sect leader wants to play."
Wu Tianzhen said.
Wang Banyue nodded and said no more.
At this moment, while countless people were shocked, in the image, Zhang Tian had already ascended to the golden summit.
On the golden summit, a small palace appeared before his eyes.
The golden roof and the red gate in front of the main hall, all of which demonstrated the grandeur of the entire palace.
"Medicine Hall!"
There was a large plaque on the gate, on which the words "Medicine Hall" were engraved.
"Selling medicine? Boss, did we come to the wrong place?"
Fatty looked at the plaque and scratched his head.
Zhang Tian didn't understand why it was named this way, but judging from the architectural style of the entire golden summit, it was definitely more luxurious than other places.
"This door is not locked."
Shirley Yang stood in front of the red wooden door, her voice not loud.
Zhang Tian did not rush. He first looked around.
After confirming that there were no traps, he looked at the gate.
The entire golden summit did not occupy a large area, at most a few dozen meters.
It made sense, as the stone stairs below could not support a much larger area.
"There are no traps here."
Hu Bayi also said.
Zhang Tian nodded slightly. With a wave of his hand, the previously closed wooden door was pushed open.
"Creak."
With the sound of the wood creaking, dust flew out from inside.
"Cough, cough."
Professor Li and the other two covered their noses, choked.
As the dust dispersed, in the sunlight, Zhang Tian could see the entire interior.
He saw that in the small space, there were three or four bookshelves.
And in the middle of the bookshelves, on a stone platform, a stone coffin appeared before his eyes.
The coffin was covered with various flowers.
The flowers looked very vibrant, and some were even things Zhang Tian had never seen before.
"This is the Proflora, the main medicinal ingredient for refining the Blazing Fire Pill."
The Blazing Fire Pill could instantly increase the user's true qi several times, but it also had a side effect: it required several days of recovery.
"This is the Ice Crystal Flower, and I don't recognize these."
Looking at the flowers on the coffin, Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi were stunned.
These medicinal ingredients were extremely rare and precious.
Some were even things Zhang Tian had never seen before.
He hadn't even seen them in books.
It could be seen that the scarcity of the medicinal ingredients present was quite high.
"These medicinal ingredients are definitely rare in this era, and I never expected them to be grown on a coffin,"
Zhang Tian said sincerely as he looked at the surrounding medicinal ingredients.
It could be seen how much the owner of this coffin valued these medicinal ingredients.
Even in death, he wanted to take these medicinal ingredients with him.
"Boss, this should be a coffin below, right? Planting flowers on one's own coffin, what's the difference between this and planting grass on one's own head?"
Fatty sighed.
He imagined a scene in his mind.
A small grave covered with weeds, like the grass on a wall.
"Fatty, this is the person's longing or emotion for the medicinal ingredients. Those are just grass."
Hu Bayi gave Fatty a glare and then walked in.
As they entered, medicinal fragrances wafted around their noses.
Zhang Tian ignored the surrounding shelves and went directly to the area of the coffin.
[Item: Medicine King's Stone Coffin!]
[Item Status: None]
[Item Description: The Medicine King sleeps here after death, hoping to ascend to immortality.]
A description appeared in his mind.
Zhang Tian was stunned.
It seemed that this Medicine King also wanted to become an immortal.
Zhang Tian had seen so many people, and it seemed everyone was fantasizing about becoming immortal.
Was becoming immortal really that good?
However, to this day, Zhang Tian had not seen a single person who could truly become immortal.
Zhang Qilin walked aside, his gaze swept across the surrounding shelves, and a hint of emotion appeared on his face.
"So many books, not a single elixir, what a pity."
Fatty looked at the books on the shelves and felt even more regretful.
Zhang Tian regained his senses and looked at the shelves not far away.
Countless books were neatly arranged on the shelves.
Zhang Qilin and Hu Bayi were holding books and reading them.
Zhang Tian also picked up a book at random.
"The Book of Medicine!"
Looking at the title of the book, Zhang Tian was slightly surprised.
This Medicine King really knew how to name things, with all sorts of unexpected names.
However, when Zhang Tian opened it to read, he was truly shocked.
It contained countless types of medicinal ingredients and their uses.
There were even branches extending from the medicinal ingredients.
The branches extending from the medicinal ingredients led to ancient medical arts.
In ancient times, without modern technology, how did old Chinese doctors treat illnesses?
It was nothing more than observation, listening, questioning, and pulse-taking, coupled with a thorough understanding of countless medicinal ingredients and their uses.
They would find the cause of the illness and treat it.
However, while this sounded simple, it was very difficult to do.
But for an alchemist, this kind of thing was actually very simple.
Alchemists already knew the uses of countless medicinal ingredients, and coupled with their cultivation and familiarity with the human meridians, it was normal for them to be able to practice medicine.
"Look, there are insights here."
Hu Bayi shouted.
Old Hu was usually very quiet, and Zhang Tian rarely saw him shout.
As Hu Bayi's voice fell, Zhang Qilin had already come to Hu Bayi.
He gently took the book from his hand.
It was written with the Medicine King's lifelong insights into elixir refining and techniques, and so on.
In other words, this book was the Medicine King's lifelong learning!
At this moment, after Zhang Qilin glanced at it, he was unwilling to let go.
This was too important for him.
Especially the insights within, combined with the disciples' knowledge and his own understanding, Zhang Qilin could imagine that his future path of alchemy would be very smooth.
Zhang Tian glanced at it and also clicked his tongue.
This thing was indeed very useful.
He never expected them to find it.
Zhang Tian looked at the surrounding books. There were still dozens of books to read.
But Zhang Tian no longer intended to read them. He planned to open the coffin first.
He wanted to know who exactly this Medicine King was!