On the first day of the ninth month, Shao Kefan took the antidote for the Jueming Pill from Shu Zhen, drank it in front of her, and disappeared without a trace without saying a word. Back to Qi
In Ming Palace, he swallowed another antidote that the first pharmacist Cai Zhangfeng spent seven months refining.
Although it can also detoxify the Jueming Dan, the medicine concocted by Cai Zhangfeng uses a different formula and can completely eradicate it.
If there were no accidents, he would not be under Shu Zhen's control at all.
However, in the evening, a sharp pain like a sharp knife struck me, and the pain on the surface of my skin and internal organs was excruciating.
What on earth is going on?!
Shao Kefan knelt down heavily and put one knee on the ground, trying desperately not to let his body fall down. The veins in the hand holding the table were exposed, and there were big beads of sweat on his forehead. He couldn't hold back himself from screaming, but
There was a scream rising from his throat. He bit his lips tightly and suppressed it.
The king of Cang Teng Kingdom had almost no injuries, but for the first time he tasted the most painful thing in the world.
What's going on? He personally supervised that the antidote concocted by Cai Zhangfeng must be without any errors.
Finally, it suddenly dawned on me: the detoxification method of the Jueming Pill is to fight poison with poison, and the poison of the Jueming Pill was detoxified. The antidote given by Shu Zhen was still poisonous. No wonder the pain was caused by the sound of a sword, not the bite of a poisonous insect.
The poison of the antidote also occurs after evening.
It's okay not to take her antidote, but she won't leave until she sees her master take it, so how can she not take it.
This move of hers is wonderful!
But he must not ask her for a second ninth pill.
Shao Kefan endured the pain, walked to the bookcase, and gently clicked a mechanism on the wall behind the bookcase. A door silently opened inward on the wall, and then closed gently as a staggering figure entered.
Inside is a secret room filled with the smell of medicine. Cai Zhangfeng, a pharmacist who is nearly sixty years old and dressed in black robes, is concentrating on grinding medicinal materials. When he sees the king staggering in with his face almost twisted in pain, he can't help but be shocked and quickly pulls the medicine.
He held on.
"King, doesn't the antidote practiced by Cao Min work?" the old pharmacist asked with trembling hands.
"The antidote given by Shu Zhen is as poisonous as a sword." Shao Kefan frowned even more.
"Ah... the antidote is poisonous. Damn it, the common people didn't think of this." Seeing Wang's painful look, the pharmacist felt regretful and quickly helped him lie down on the bed.
"Please don't be dissatisfied with the common people's poor beds." The pharmacist carefully placed one of Shao Kefan's hanging legs on the bed.
"To detoxify, can we only endure it for one month, wait for the antidote in the next month, analyze the ingredients, and then prescribe the right medicine to refine the detoxification pill. When making the antidote for the Jueming Dan, it took six months to find tens of millions of medicinal materials.
It has taken many months and the medicinal ingredients are complete, so this time it shouldn’t be too laborious.”
Shao Kefan struggled to say something.
After enduring it for a month, he could no longer discuss matters. Someone must be able to find out his situation, which would lead to chaos in the palace and invasion from other countries.
"This... there is nothing we can do now. The antidote given by Shu Zhen should not be completely dissolved yet. Can Wang use his energy to force out the rest?"
Shao Kefan sat up and did his exercises, sweating profusely on his forehead.
"Wow..." He spat out a mouthful of black blood, with half a red pill in the center.
The pharmacist picked it up like a treasure, put it on a piece of black paper, and then took out a pill. "This is the best analgesic. Please take it, the king."
After taking it, the pain was relieved a lot. With his martial arts skills, he was able to remain calm about the remaining pain.
"Make an antidote as soon as possible." He glanced at the pharmacist calmly.
"The common people should do their best."
Cai Zhangfeng observed attentively for a while, and finally said excitedly: "Tell the king, there is help! It only takes two days to prepare the decoction. After drinking it, you will become resistant to the antidote of Jueming Dan. Wang will take it again."
Shu Zhen’s antidote will have no further effect.”
"Of course it's best!" Shao Kefan stared at the gray top of the secret room, "You have to keep this matter a secret."
"The common people must keep their mouths shut."
After taking analgesic pills, he went to the National Assembly Palace to discuss matters in the morning, dealt with matters in the afternoon, and stayed with Jian Xin in the evening.
However, the remaining pain that the analgesic pills could not suppress was still the pain of Ling Chi. When I closed my eyes, I seemed to see a blur of flesh and blood.
On the third day, the pharmacist, who had not slept for two nights and three days, brought the decoction that he had worked hard to prepare in front of the king.
"Put it aside for now." Shao Kefan waved his hand aside.
"The king is worried about the medicine boiled by the common people? The common people can guarantee it with their lives." After being busy for so long, the king did not drink it. The pharmacist was anxious and thought that his loyalty was doubted.
"Thank you for your hard work. It's not that I don't trust you. I will drink it later." Shao Kefan smiled lightly.
"Then why..." The pharmacist expressed confusion.
"I like this kind of pain, it hurts so much!"
"This..." The pharmacist was speechless.
After a long time, Shao Kefan picked up the decoction and drank it all in one gulp.
Ling Chi's pain gradually dissipated, and his body returned to normal consciousness.
"How does the king feel?" The pharmacist finally asked after the king drank the decoction.
"Very good! Just stay in the palace, I will give you a position, and your relatives can take over and enjoy all the glory and wealth."
"Thank you, King." The pharmacist was extremely excited. If the kneeling ceremony had not been abolished, he would have knelt down long ago.
The reason why he did this was just to prevent an unexpected incident. If the Jueming Pill was not eradicated, he would want his whole family to die miserably.
However, he, who had also read medical books, supervised it personally, and no pharmacist with ulterior motives could refine the poison in front of his eyes.
The days were as usual. Except for Shao Kefan and the old pharmacist, no one knew how important something had happened, and no one knew that a person who had just reached the master level could kill Lord Cang Teng in those few days.
Shao Kefan tapped his hand lightly on the table with a smile on his face.
The reason why Shu Zhen was hired had another important purpose.
In two years, she was not only able to ensure Jian Xin's happiness, she was also able to defeat countless masters from other countries.
On the day of actual war, the only people from other countries who can really take action are their kings.
On the first day of the tenth month, Shao Kefan took the antidote from Shu Zhen and took it in front of her as usual.
After evening, nothing really happens.
After Shu Zhen took action for the first time, more and more experts were dispatched by various countries. Fu Yi State even issued a notice to recruit experts into the palace. Subsequently, other countries followed suit.
Cang Teng is also stepping up his training of the armed guards. In addition, what has changed is the growing ambition of King Cang Teng.
One day, two of Cang Teng's generals were killed.
Jian Xin first thought of Shu Zhen, then suddenly remembered that she had not let her out.
"How is this going?"
"I have gone to see the corpse, and it was someone from another country who sent people to kill him. I will definitely come again in the future." Shao Kefan drank tea as if nothing had happened, and seemed to have some expectations.
"You guys never care about human lives." Jian Xin sighed, it was really difficult to understand the abyss of killing people, where human lives are like ants.
"Everything depends on strength. I'm afraid it will be the same in the world you wish to belong to." When the tea was low, Su Man took the tea cup, poured out the residue, cleaned the inner wall of the cup, grabbed some new tea leaves, put it in, and poured boiling water
.
He doesn't need to use the tea leaves a second time.
"But..." Jian Xin was about to say something, but Shao Kefan stopped her, "I guarantee your safety."
"That's not what I meant. The lives of others are not inferior to the life of your Lord Cang Teng!"
As soon as these words came out, the teacup that Shao Kefan raised froze in the air. She thought he was going to be angry, but he just said lightly, "That's true, but they are not strong enough. Their lives are of equal value, but they do not have the corresponding ability to protect themselves.
So damn it.”
"Isn't that what you imposed?"
Jian Xin couldn't bear it anymore, slapped the table and stood up.
"They should be able to deal with the threats imposed by others. The world belongs to the strong." Shao Kefan raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
But when he was calm, he suddenly thought of the pain he had endured due to the antidote of the Death Pill, and he seemed to have regained that lingering feeling.
She always blamed him, but didn't want to think about what he had done for her.
"It is indeed a vast abyss of desolation, vast desolation, endless desolation, just like your ambition, but in the end it is cold."
In a rage, Jian Xin walked into the bedroom without looking back.
The Xilin Gol Prairie is so beautiful and pure that it is like a paradise on earth. The reason why the wild abyss is wild is because countless human corpses lie there, so it is like a tomb, with endless grass growing there.
Those large tracts of oases are nothing but the ambition of the victors, watered by the blood of the dead.