"Junior brother, do you know now why I brought you here?" Qingxuan asked again after leaving the ward.
"This..." He Linhua vaguely guessed something from Qingxuan's actions, "Senior Brother Qingxuan, are you trying to say that the injury of the man just now can be treated with blood-replenishing pills?"
Qingxuan did not answer directly, but took a deep look at He Linhua and said, "Junior brother, let me tell you about Lao Zhao first." Qingxuan paused and began to introduce: "Lao Zhao is from Jiangnan.
A great elder of the Hu family, Lao Zhao voluntarily came to the Demon Cave thirty years ago to guard the Demon Cave and eliminate the monsters. At that time, he had just entered the peak of Houtian. In the past thirty years, Lao Zhao has been here and there.
Dare I say more? I should have participated in hundreds of demon extermination operations and killed three to four thousand demons. Do you know how many times Lao Zhao was injured in these battles?"
When Qingxuan said this, he stared at He Linhua and said: "Hundreds of times! Every time he fights, he will be injured. Sometimes, he is lucky and can persist until the end of the action, but he is also scarred; sometimes
, if you are unlucky, you may be directly injured by the first monster! Back then, Lao Zhao was stationed with me in the first cave, and I once saw Lao Zhao's stomach opened by the monster, and blood flowed.
More than that, I thought Lao Zhao would not survive that time, but he survived."
"You might say that Lao Zhao is very lucky?" Qingxuan's eyes flashed with a hint of joking. This was the first time He Linhua saw such an expression in Qingxuan's eyes. That expression did not seem to be mocking.
, but seemed to be indifferent to life and death, "Yes, Lao Zhao's luck is indeed good! In my opinion, his luck is simply endless. He was injured more than a hundred times, and more than half of them were in critical condition, but he was able to
Survive, and then rush into the battlefield of the devil's cave again and again! 30 years ago, he was the peak of the acquired world; today, 30 years later, he is still the peak of the acquired world. However, he still keeps rushing into the deadly demon cave!
Do you know how many people have dedicated the rest of their lives to this hellish place! Do you know how many people have entered the Devil's Cave and never survived?!"
The more Qingxuan talked, the more excited he became, and He Linhua's head lowered lower and lower. He felt that in front of Qingxuan, he was like a child who knew nothing and had to be taught by Qingxuan in everything.
Qingxuan calmed down and then said: "Yes, Lao Zhao's luck is indeed good. I am very happy that he can live to this day. But, do you know that there are still many people who live at the same time as Lao Zhao?
How many next? How many Bone Burial Demon Caves do they have?! Do you know what is the biggest factor that takes away their lives? Injuries! Most of the demons in the Demon Cave cannot truly defeat warriors and monks in one blow.
Kill. Most warriors and monks were injured, and then they were swarmed by monsters and killed brutally! Some warriors and monks, after being seriously injured, cut off their meridians in order not to drag down their companions! You know, what on earth do they do?
How much has the Devil's Nest contributed to China and the world? Do you know how many people were killed due to injuries and illnesses? Do you know how stupid you are to eat the blood-tonifying pills as fried soybeans?"
He Linhua felt that he had really done something stupid?
"Brother Qingxuan, you are exalting me too much." Qingxuan's voice may have been a little too loud, which also disturbed Lao Zhao. Lao Gao stood leaning on the edge of the door with a crutch in one hand, "I, Lao Zhao, didn't say that to you.
I'm so good, I'm just afraid of death. I'm afraid of death. Every time I get injured, I'm afraid of death, so I struggle to survive. It hurts many old brothers. Every time the injury heals, I'm afraid of Lao Zhao.
I was injured again when I went into the Demon's Cave, but thinking about those old brothers, I rushed in again. I have been afraid, but I can't leave here. There were thirteen old brothers who were with me in the Demon's Cave as early as 10 years ago
, I was the only one left to die. I thought about leaving, but all my old brothers died in the devil's cave, and I couldn't bear to leave. I still had to stay in the devil's cave to accompany my thirteen old brothers.
Brother, kill back the share of my thirteen old brothers!"
There was a constant "crunch" and "crunch" sound, and the closed ward doors opened one after another, and the wounded stood outside the ward one after another. Among these people, Lao Zhao was the least injured. The others,
Either an arm is missing or a leg is missing. It looks like it belongs to a disabled hospital.
"Haha! What are you kidding about here, Old Zhao! It's so funny! Hahaha..." "That's right! That's right! It's so interesting, you dare to say such nonsense! I can wait until I recover from my injury before going to the Devil's Cave
, Tell it to others, and you won’t be happy to kill them!” “Old Zhao, Old Zhao, if you can’t stand it, why don’t you get out early? Your 13 brothers? Back then, I brought some promising people from the entire family here, but now
I’m the only one left!”
"Hahahahaha..."
A group of people talked about me and I talked about you, and in the end they all just laughed. However, the eyes of these people seemed to be shining with crystal tears...
"Junior brother, do you know what kind of mission you are shouldering now?" Qingxuan's eyes seemed to be wet, and his voice was trembling.
They are heroes, they are real heroes!
As long as any one of them escapes from the Demon Cave and enters the mortal world, he will almost become a high-ranking god-like figure. However, they choose to stay in the Demon Cave and guard this man-eating Demon Cave with their blood in obscurity. They are dead.
, can’t even leave a name...
He Linhua was silent, bowed to the surroundings and made a four-way bow, then turned around and said: "Brother Qingxuan, please prepare enough medicinal materials for the Blood Replenishing Pill for me. You don't need to be particular about the age of the medicinal materials, they can be artificially cultivated. There is only one
The requirement is that the portion should be sufficient. Starting from today, in addition to drawing the talisman, I will also have to refine the elixir."
"This... junior brother!" Qingxuan was shocked. He originally just wanted He Linhua to come here to have a look, to sound an urgent alarm bell for him, and to let He Linhua understand that the mission he shouldered would never let He Linhua do it again.
The thought of refining the elixir! Who would have thought that... He Linhua would actually have such an idea?!
"Second Senior Brother." He Linhua smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I can do it."
After He Linhua finished speaking, he walked past Qingxuan and went back to the retreat room.
The greater the strength, the greater the responsibility. Now, He Linhua has deeply felt the tremendous pressure on himself! The feeling of countless people's lives pressing on him.
…
Seeing He Linhua leave, Qingxuan also hesitated a little. He bowed his hands to those people, then turned and left, reporting the matter to Huanping.
Huanping was surprised when he first heard that He Linhua used an incense burner to make a blood-tonifying pill. Then he became angry when he heard that He Linhua ate the blood-tonifying pill as fried soybeans. Then he became silent after hearing He Linhua's actions in the medical area. In the end, he couldn't understand He Linhua.
means.
What exactly does He Linhua want to do? Does he want to draw the Great Weakness Talisman and refine elixirs at the same time? However, this person's power is limited after all. No matter how powerful He Linhua is, he cannot draw the Great Weakness Talisman and refine elixirs at the same time.
Refining alchemy!
Moreover, the most frightening thing is the success rate of alchemy!
Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, it is recorded in the Yunshan Sect's classics that the success rate of alchemy and weapon refining is so low that it can make everyone collapse! Who knows if He Linhua just hit it by chance and succeeded?
If this is the case, he wastes a lot of time on refining alchemy, doesn't it indirectly affect the drawing speed of the spiritual talisman?!
When he thought of the consequences, Huanping just wanted to shoot Qingxuan to death! Why let He Linhua know those things when he had nothing to do! Isn't this making people uncomfortable!
After knowing the cause and effect, Huanping immediately contacted Blood Buddha, Shawu and Wu Zun. After explaining the cause and effect of the matter, he asked the other three what to do.
Needless to say, Sha Wu and Wu Zun naturally agreed with Huan Ping. They scolded Qing Xuan for being idle and told He Linhua these heavy truths. Who doesn't know that a relaxed attitude can increase the success rate of drawing spiritual talismans?
? He Linhua, who used to be ignorant, was so good. He knew few things and his mentality was relaxed. He could draw ten talismans every day. Now that He Linhua knows the burden he is carrying, can his mentality be as relaxed as before? This drawing
Can the success rate of magic talismans be as high as before?
As for the Blood Buddha in the depths of the Demon Cave, he had a vague smile on his face. After Sha Wu and the other two people argued that they could never provide He Linhua with medicinal materials, he gave a completely opposite answer.
Just two words: "Give it to him."
Give it to him? What does this mean? Could it be that the Blood Buddha was actually willing to let He Linhua neglect his duties and draw the talisman well, and then let him make elixirs?
Sha Wu and the other three hurriedly asked and asked Blood Buddha to explain. Blood Buddha paused for a moment before saying: "This child's potential is beyond your imagination."
He Linhua's potential is beyond what they can imagine? What do you mean by this! He Linhua is able to draw 10 Great Weakness Talisman in a day that no one else can draw. Isn't he called a monster? Could it be that he can be even more monster?!
Although Sha Wu and the other two people did not agree with it, they still reluctantly conveyed the message of the Blood Buddha.
Qingxuan was stunned after receiving the message. Blood Buddha and the other four people would actually approve of He Linhua drawing talismans and refining elixirs at the same time? What a joke! Qingxuan hesitated for a moment, then sent another message to confirm, but in exchange for Huan
Ping scolded him fiercely, and finally he found out that the one who spread the news was actually the Blood Buddha!
How could the Blood Buddha...how could he act so nonsense?!
This is Qingxuan's thoughts.
However, although Qingxuan thought so too, he could only obey his orders and went to prepare various medicinal materials for He Linhua.
While walking on the road, Qingxuan was still cursing in his heart: He Linhua is fooling around!
And now, what is this nonsense He Linhua doing?
He Linhua is currently holding Qi Eryan in the house and feeling depressed!
I'm stupid! I used to only draw talismans, but now I have to refining elixirs every day. Although it may save a lot of lives, do I still have any freedom? Will I have human rights in the future? It's really... It's really stupid.
Kill me! The more He Linhua thought about it, the more depressed he became. In the end, he just hugged Qi Eryan and cursed himself and Qingxuan. Qi Eryan was very quiet and just looked at He Linhua and kept cursing.
When He Linhua was tired of scolding, Qi Eryanna asked: "Husband, are you okay?"
"Well... almost." He Linhua replied.
"Oh. Then I'll continue watching the TV series. There are still a few episodes left to watch!" As she spoke, Qilyanna had already returned to the computer and continued to watch soap movies with tears in her eyes.
Seeing this scene, He Linhua's face was full of pride and tears were streaming down his face - Yaya! What kind of wife is this!