All the alchemists of the Yan clan opened their mouths slightly and stared blankly at the young man who was pouring the medicine into the girl's lips.
When Gao Zhe walked into the hall, what he saw was this strange scene.
He was a little strange for a moment, why did these people seem to be under some kind of immobilization spell?
And those people's eyes were fixed on the gray-faced girl on the crystal bed.
Their expressions were extremely complicated, as if they were in disbelief and felt absurd, but they also seemed to have a hint of unexplainable expectation.
Suddenly, the leader of the Yan tribe who was sitting on the throne frowned and stood up directly.
And many people also exclaimed at the same time.
Because the girl on the bed, whose originally ashen complexion was like ice and snow melting, gradually regained its rosiness.
The lifeless energy on her body is quickly dissipating, her pale cheeks are beginning to become white and translucent, and her hair is becoming bright again.
It was only then that all kinds of long-suppressed sounds began to resound in the stone hall.
"Really saved..."
"How is this possible!"
The more advanced the alchemist is, the more astonished the look on his face.
In fact, this kind of doubt has arisen since Shen Qian started dispensing medicine.
Refining medicine is an extremely delicate science. Even if you are a master of refining medicine, you don't dare to weigh medicinal materials according to your whim. You have to use various instruments with extremely precise graduations to assist.
The higher the level of the elixir, the more so. Even an error of one milligram may lead to completely different effects.
Not to mention that when Shen Qian made a move, it involved the preparation of hundreds of medicinal materials... Not to mention the ratio of elixirs, just the control of more than a hundred medicinal materials was involved, and not many people present could complete it. p>
Even if someone has this control ability, it is impossible for him to be as casual as Shen Qian, who just throws all the medicinal materials into the air, then takes a knife and starts operating.
When Shen Qian was preparing the medicine, all the Yan tribe alchemists present had questions in their minds one after another. However, Shen Qian's movements were so fast that they didn't even have time to put their questions into words. Shen Qian had already finished.
Preparation of medicinal materials.
When they wanted to speak again, Shen Qian had already completed the proportioning of medicinal materials and started the refining process.
The mixing and refining of the three flames once again demonstrated Shen Qian's terrifying skills in fire control, so everyone had to be silent again.
After the liquid medicine was refined, Shen Qian poured it into the mouth of the ninth princess of the You clan without any delay, and they couldn't help but look at the result.
When they saw that the mixed poison in the body of the Ninth Princess of the You clan was really eliminated under the influence of the medicinal liquid, the shock in their hearts finally reached an extreme.
Is this fucking okay?
Even though the people present could be considered knowledgeable in this era, they still had the urge to curse.
They couldn't understand how there could be such a magical refining technique in the world, let alone that such a technique could actually be successfully refining!
"Very good."
The King of the Flame Clan couldn't help but reveal a smile on his originally calm face.
The young man in black from the You clan rushed over in ecstasy. Although he did not dare to touch the girl, he still walked around the bed and kept rubbing his hands.
At this moment, the alchemists of the Yan tribe could no longer restrain their reserve and rushed over in a swarm, surrounding Shen Qian with eager eyes.
"This... er, master, how did you do it?"
"Yes, that is a mixture of three top poisons. Could it be that you have detoxified similar poisons before?"
"How are those flames collected? There are several unheard of types among them. Can you introduce them in detail?"
These alchemists, who are generally one round older than Shen Qian, are all talking a lot, almost eager to ask all the questions at once.
Shen Qian smiled and said nothing.
It's not that he wants to put on airs, it's just that he doesn't know how to explain it.
In fact, if the alchemy masters present are given enough time, Shen Qian believes that he is not the only one who can detoxify.
However, the system's terrifying computing power and extremely precise control capabilities compressed this otherwise long process into the shortest possible time.
And even if other alchemists develop antidote prescriptions, it will not happen overnight to complete the ratio of hundreds of medicinal materials like the system.
So when it comes to the level of refining medicine, Shen Qian may be on par with them, but when it comes to efficiency, there is a world of difference.
This is the fundamental reason why Shen Qian was able to solve this trouble that the princes were helpless to do anything about.
In the midst of the noise, the young man in black from the You tribe suddenly wondered: "Why hasn't the princess woke up yet?"
He shouted extremely loudly, and immediately suppressed the restlessness in the stone palace. Many people turned around to look, and sure enough, the ninth princess of the You clan, whose breath had completely returned to normal, still closed her eyes tightly, and showed no signs of waking up. The leader of the Yan tribe raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Qian with a deep look.
The other alchemists also fell silent for the time being. The young alchemist who had mocked Shen Qian before seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Isn't it some taboo prescription that temporarily stimulates vitality?"
The expressions of all the alchemists in the stone palace changed slightly.
Many people have thought of this possibility almost subconsciously, and even can’t help but feel a sense of enlightenment.
They just said, how can there be an alchemist who can do such a terrible thing?
If it were just a forbidden recipe that created an illusion, then everything would make sense.
The leader of the Yan clan narrowed his eyes, and there seemed to be thunder brewing in the sky above the stone palace, and all the pressure was concentrated on Shen Qian.
But Shen Qian had a calm expression. He looked directly at the leader of the Yan clan and said, "I have a request."
The leader of the Yan clan was startled, then realized something, and said calmly: "Tell me about it."
"I would like to borrow "Baicao Jing" to read it."
Shen Qian said word for word.
The hall became quiet again.
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All the Yan tribe alchemists' eyes widened, and they seemed to be even more shocked than when they saw Shen Qian refining the medicine just now.
What is "Baicao Jing"?
That is the sacred scripture of the Yan tribe, the only handwriting left by Shennong.
Even if it is only half of it, it can still be regarded as the treasure of the Yan clan.
Not to mention that Shen Qian is obviously an outsider, even the many alchemy masters in the stone palace may not have the opportunity to see his true appearance.
Even after so many years, there have been rumors more than once that the "Hundred Herbs Classic" has been lost in the long river of history, and the leader of the Yan tribe has never refuted the rumors, so many senior alchemists believe that this statement is true. Many people also reacted and asked why Shen Qian mentioned this topic at this time.
Obviously, only if the leader of the Yan tribe agrees to his conditions will he truly awaken the ninth princess of the You tribe.
King Yan was also a little surprised, as if he did not expect Shen Qian to make a "request" at this time.
Although his expression was calm, the atmosphere in the stone palace quietly turned cold.
The alchemists around him quietly stepped aside, as if they did not dare to wander around Shen Qian.
Just when the atmosphere in the hall had cooled down to an extreme, Gao Zhe suddenly walked over and thrust himself between Shen Qian and the leader of the Yan tribe.
"King, the ninth princess of the You clan has a special status, please think twice."
The icy atmosphere was stagnant.
The leader of the Yan tribe glanced at Gao Zhe, his eyes changed for a while, and finally nodded slightly, "Yes."
Although there was no noise in the main hall, the sound of gasping for air could be heard everywhere.
No one knows what the leader of the Yan clan was thinking during those ten silent breaths, but... the king actually agreed!
The "Baicao Jing" was opened to an outsider of unknown origin.
Shen Qian was also a little surprised, but then he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he successfully blocked the prince's attack just now, it does not mean that he really has the strength to compete with the prince.
At that moment, he felt that King Yan really had murderous intentions. How could a strong man who could become a prince be easily threatened?
Fortunately, Gao Zhe's timely appearance helped him ease the pressure, but Shen Qian didn't expect King Yan to agree so easily.
He intuitively felt that there might be some reasons that he didn't know, but no matter what, this was the best result for Shen Qian.
Taking advantage of the poisoning of the ninth princess of the You clan, he has achieved at least half of his goal.
After the leader of the Yan tribe finished speaking, he sat back on the throne, and everyone's eyes focused on Shen Qian again.
Since the leader of the Yan tribe agreed to Shen Qian's unreasonable request, it was obviously time for Shen Qian to fulfill his promise.
There was no ink mark before Shen, so he walked back to the crystal bed. Then, under the eyes of the young man in black, his eyelids twitched, he pressed his palm on the chest of the ninth princess of the You clan again.
Before the young man in black had time to say anything, Shen Qian moved his palm, and the ninth princess of the You tribe who was originally drowsy suddenly coughed violently.
As if a dream demon had awakened, the ninth princess of the You tribe suddenly sat up. While firmly pressing Shen Qian's palm, she opened her red lips and spit out some large pieces of medicinal residue.
"It turns out that the Ninth Princess only had a blocked trachea..."
Many Yan clan alchemists just woke up from a dream.
Speaking of which, it was an accident of fate. Just now, the Ninth Princess of the You clan was unconscious, but no alchemist thought to check it. On the contrary, no one discovered that the Ninth Princess was just stuck in the throat.
After the ninth princess of the You tribe finished coughing, she realized something was wrong and quickly let go of Shen Qian's palm. She raised her delicate cheeks and met those eyes full of complex emotions.
This face was very unfamiliar, but for some reason, the ninth princess of the You clan, who was still in a dazed state, felt inexplicably touched in her heart.
But soon, the young man seemed to read the answer he wanted from the eyes of the ninth princess of the You clan. Not only did he turn his head, but his face also returned to calm.
The young man in black also temporarily forgot the fact that the Ninth Princess had been treated cruelly and frivolously by Shen Qian just now, and walked up happily, "Ninth Princess, you finally woke up, that's great!"
When the young man in black and the Ninth Princess were describing what had just happened, Shen Qian had already bowed to the leader of the Yan clan again, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
The leader of the Yan tribe showed an inexplicable smile, "What's your name?"
"Mangshan..." The leader of the Yan clan nodded slightly, then waved his hand, "Gao Zhe, take him back first."
Although the leader of the Yan clan did not fulfill his promise on the spot, Shen Qian also knew that this was not the time to push the envelope, so he followed Gao Zhe out of the stone palace honestly.
But when he was about to walk out of the door, Shen Qian couldn't help but look back again, and happened to meet those bright and curious eyes.
"Is it a coincidence, or..."
Shen Qian shook his head, suppressed the random thoughts in his heart, and walked out of the hall.
……
Back at the inn, Shen Qian has been waiting.
Gao Zhe had already told him that as the leader of the five major clans, it was impossible for King Yan to break his promise since he agreed on the spot, although Gao Zhe didn't understand why King Yan would agree to such a seemingly rude request.
Waiting until the evening, just when Shen Qian was starting to get a little anxious, he finally felt something, and he appeared outside the inn with a movement of his body.
Among the bustling crowds on the street, King Yan stood there quietly waiting for Shen Qian.
It's just that the flow of people passing by seems to be invisible to him, giving him a strange and extremely disconnected feeling.
Shen Qian had seen many of the prince's miraculous methods, so he didn't find it strange. He quickly took two steps forward and saluted, "I've seen King Yan."
"I will ask you again, are you sure you want to read the "Hundred Herbs Classic"?" King Yan's eyes were deep and his tone was dull, with no emotion audible.
"Yes." Although it felt like there was something wrong, Shen Qian naturally couldn't let go of such an opportunity and answered immediately without hesitation.
King Yan nodded, without saying anything more, and suddenly waved his sleeves. Shen Qian felt his eyes blurred, and a violent wind suddenly sounded in his ears.
Startled, Shen Qian quickly steadied his body, only to realize that the two of them had arrived high in the sky at some point. Facing them, they were facing the thousand-meter-high statue of Shennong.
As the statue was as far away as possible, the huge sense of oppression that had been vaguely felt became clearer. Shen Qian took a deep breath, becoming more and more curious about who built this statue, and how it could have such charm even though it was so huge.
!
He just wanted to read the "Hundred Herbs Classic", but he didn't know why King Yan brought him here.
But Shen Qian understood it the next second.
Because as the two people approached, a layer of fog seemed to be broken on the statue, and two sudden bright lights pierced Shen Qian's eyes.
Shen Qian looked at it intently and was immediately shocked.
Because on the hands of the thousand-meter statue, the huge book and cauldron that he originally thought were just decorations have actually faded from their original stone color, and are now blooming with brilliant divine light, becoming vivid. p>
"This..."
Even though Shen Qian had been making constant guesses before, he never expected that the system could not find the "Hundred Herbs Classic" after searching all over the city. According to legend, the "Hundred Herbs Classic" had been lost long ago. It turned out that it had been found when he first entered Yancheng.
Saw it.
Moreover, it has always been placed in the sight of everyone in the Yan clan.
While Shen Qian was shocked, the huge book suddenly issued a strong suction force. Shen Qian's expression changed, and the next moment he was sucked into the vortex.