Quick Transmigration: Can This Kind of Scum Become the Chosen One?

Chapter 26 Medicine Immortal Valley Cannot Be Left Alive 2

Wen Yuan is only ten years old now, and Jiang He is only fifteen. She still has time to plan slowly.

Father Jiang had a kind heart and loved all her children equally. She knew she couldn't drive Wen Yuan out of Medicine Immortal Valley.

Even if Wen Yuan really did something wrong, Father Jiang would only say that it is a great virtue to admit one's mistakes and correct them, and would also think that it was because he himself had not taught the child well that the child made a mistake.

However, some people are born ungrateful and cannot be taught.

Since Jiang's father was unwilling to drive him away, then they simply killed him.

Isn't it normal for a little child to have an accident?

If you stood by and watched coldly in the past, then it's perfectly fine for me to turn a blind eye when I see you about to die.

Jiang He had studied medicine in the previous world.

However, the medical skills here are clearly superior.

There are also acupuncture points, medicinal bath therapy, and wound suturing services available here.

Besides decoctions, there are also topical medicines, powders, and pills.

It not only cures diseases but also detoxifies.

To know how to detoxify, one needs to understand poisons.

Jiang He looked at the medical books in the room. The original owner of this body loved medicine and was eager to learn. Her greatest wish was to practice medicine and help people like her father.

However, Yaoxian Valley's medical skills alone are insufficient; even if gentlemen treat others with courtesy, they cannot guard against the hearts of petty people.

Even those from Medicine Immortal Valley need to know martial arts.

All martial arts sects are skilled in martial arts, and as a sect, Medicine Immortal Valley should at least have some guards.

Otherwise, they would easily encounter danger when they went to collect herbs, such as falling off cliffs or encountering ferocious beasts.

It's just that the Medicine Immortal Valley has medical expertise, so they can save people from injuries.

Moreover, Jiang He felt that since she had come to these small worlds, it would always be good to learn more skills.

For example, if someone learned medicine in the previous world, they can adapt to their new identity more quickly in this world.

Otherwise, even if she has the memory, she might not be able to accurately find the pulse when actually taking it.

Just like the knowledge in the book, she read it once and roughly remembered it.

But she has to do it herself to figure out exactly how to do it.

The difference between her, a novice, and the original owner of this body, a veteran, was immediately apparent.

Just like in the last world, was it that she didn't want to embroider? No, it was that she couldn't embroider.

The first needle pricked my finger.

Since we are in the martial arts world, and there are not so many rules between men and women in the martial arts world, just like in the cultivation world, strength is the most important thing.

The leader of the martial arts alliance is the one with the most powerful martial arts skills.

Jiang He wants to learn martial arts.

The master can lead you through the door, but the practice is up to you. She needs to find a good master for herself.

Jiang He went to see her father, who spent all his time in the pharmacy except when he went down the mountain to travel.

"Dad, are you free now? Your daughter needs to talk to you."

"He'er, come in. Have you encountered any difficulties in finding your father? Is there a case in some medical book that's bothering you?"

"Father, your daughter wants to learn martial arts."

"Why does He'er suddenly want to learn martial arts? Does she no longer want to study medicine?"

"No, Father, I feel that the pulse and body of martial artists are different from ordinary people. By learning martial arts, I can better understand the body of martial artists and better treat their symptoms."

“He’er, learning martial arts is not an easy thing. Like learning medicine, it’s something that requires a lifetime of dedication. I’m afraid you’ll overwork yourself.”

"Father, He'er isn't afraid of getting tired, so let your daughter give it a try."

"Alright, since He'er wants to try, then go ahead. I'll write a letter to the Emei Sect, and you can go there to study. I hope that since He'er wants to learn martial arts, she will persevere. Three years from now, when you're eighteen, I'll come to pick you up."

"Thank you, Dad."

Jiang's father truly loved his daughter and would grant her any wishes or requests she had.

They should live to be a hundred years old.

Jiang He went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea, adding a little bit of the spiritual spring water from her space.

The spring in this space contains spiritual energy, which is beneficial to the body.

As a cultivator, this is just the water I drink and the air I breathe; there's nothing special about it.

However, in the previous world, she discovered that her space was a real treasure. Anything with a little bit of spiritual energy could prolong life and improve health for mortals.

In the last world, Jiang's father lived to be one hundred years old, which was extremely long-lived considering the average lifespan was forty or fifty years.

Later, it was because he missed his mother so much, and because his children had all become successful, and he had grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great-grandchildren, that he had no regrets and was determined to die.

Jiang Miao was also fortunate to have the spiritual spring, which allowed her to stand in the imperial court and speak eloquently even at the age of eighty.

When Jiang He was treating patients, some of those who were beyond medical help relied on this spiritual spring to prolong their lives and alleviate their suffering for several years.

Jiang's father always stayed up late reading medical books and studying herbs, and sometimes he would even study poisons, which caused some toxins to accumulate in his body over time.

She gave Jiang's father a cup of Lingquan tea, hoping that he would hike up Mount Emei to pick her up three years later.

Then I can travel with Father Jiang and treat the sick and save lives.

After drinking Jiang He's tea, Jiang's father felt refreshed and invigorated. His backache and leg pain subsided, and his mind became clear. He suddenly understood the problems he had encountered before.

"He'er, this cup of tea is so comforting. What kind of tea is it?"

"Father, I added some refreshing herbs to it. You've been in the pharmacy for three days now, and you're getting tired of looking at things."

“Indeed, I felt like my head was all fogged up. After you talked to me and had a cup of tea, I felt much better.”

Jiang He packed up her medical books and also took some herbs with her.

Even when practicing martial arts, one should not abandon medical skills.

Moreover, her trip to Mount Emei wasn't in vain; she went there as a representative of Yaoxiangu to exchange ideas, learn from each other, and exchange knowledge.

Jiang's father prepared some pills and powders for her to take with her; they were all top-quality wound medicines, healing medicines, and beauty and skin care products.

"Senior sister, senior sister, we heard from Master that you are going to Mount Emei. Does that mean we won't be able to see you again?"

"Study hard, I will be back in three years. I will travel around then, and if your medical skills are not up to par, I will not take you with me."

"Senior sister, senior sister, we will definitely study hard and wait for you to come back."

"Yes, after I'm gone, you still need to remember to read medical books, pick herbs, and dry herbs every day. You can't slack off on the chores you're supposed to do."

"Banxia, ​​from now on you'll have to supervise your junior brothers and sisters. If any of them disobey, once I've mastered the martial arts, I'll throw them onto the roof."

"Senior sister, I understand. I will keep an eye on my junior brothers and sisters."

"Senior sister, can I go with you? I also want to learn martial arts."

Qingdai jumped to Jiang He's side, grabbed her hand, and looked at her excitedly.

"Does Qingdai also want to learn martial arts?" Jiang He patted the dirt off her skirt; this girl had probably gone somewhere to climb trees and raid bird nests again.

Qingdai nodded. She hated reading the most. All those grasses looked pretty much the same to her. Some required picking the leaves, some required digging up the roots, and some required taking the stems. The methods of processing them were all different.

She made a mistake and had to start over; I don't know how her senior brothers and sisters remembered it.

"Learning martial arts is not a simple matter; one must not be afraid of hardship or fatigue."

"Senior sister, I'm not afraid of hardship or fatigue, I'm just afraid of memorizing."

"You silly girl, I need to make this clear: if you come with me, you're not allowed to cry later."

"I promise I won't cry." Qingdai clenched her fists, determined to master martial arts.