Zi Yingying is a pill with a fragrant aroma that makes people open their index fingers and make them want to swallow it in one gulp.
But this is a poison pill!
Yang Yifei is known as the master of elixirs and martial arts. He has developed the water of life and can even solve Zhang Zhicheng's problems. He obviously has extraordinary medical skills. Who dares to eat the poison pills he concocted?
Yang Yifei sneered: "Why, you don't dare? Forget it, if you don't dare to eat it, you can ask someone else to eat it."
"Valley Master, don't let him provoke you." The elders of Changchun Valley quickly advised. "If you are poisoned, how can you compete with him?"
Changchunzi's heart moved, and he pointed at a disciple: "Come here."
"Me? No..." The disciple was shocked, waving his hands and just about to refuse, when Changchunzi reached out and grabbed him, then stuffed Zixia Pill into his mouth.
"vomit……"
The disciple's face immediately turned purple, and he grabbed his throat with both hands and vomited desperately. The Zixia Pill melted in his mouth, and nothing could be vomited out.
Changchunzi immediately used various means to analyze the symptoms, and even had some modern instruments brought out to assist in the analysis.
Rather, it keeps pace with the times and does not stick to form.
Yang Yifei had a sneer on his lips and did not urge him.
"Don't worry. From the time you eat it to the onset of toxicity, you have half an hour, which is enough for you to analyze."
Didi...
Ten minutes later, dense data appeared on the analytical instrument, showing the toxicity of Zixia Dan.
"good."
Changchunzi breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the toxicity was determined, an antidote could be developed.
Others in Changchun Valley also felt relieved at the same time.
"The Valley Master is known for his medical skills, how can a junior like you provoke him?"
"That's right. Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you get some pill recipes. Your true ability depends on how much you master."
"If you don't see the vastness of the river and the sea, you always think that the place at the mouth of the well is the world. It's ridiculous."
Some junior disciples in Changchun Valley made sarcastic remarks.
The person who had come in earlier to ask for medicine was frightened by the big scene just now. He came back to his senses and shook his head repeatedly.
"Which young man is this? He is so brave. He dares to provoke Changchun Valley. I don't even know how to write the word "death"."
"It's just a matter of provoking the Changchun Valley. You can just find any immortal master to challenge you, and you can go back and brag about it if you win. If you dare to directly challenge the owner of the valley, it would be better to just jump off the cliff and commit suicide."
"Today's young people don't understand what awe is. If Changchun Valley is so easily provoked, how can it remain standing for thousands of years?"
Everyone scolded, but Yang Yifei ignored it and watched calmly.
The Changchun Valley disciple who had taken the Zixia Pill was now covered in purple, like purple clouds draped over his body, gorgeous and beautiful.
However, everyone knows that the more beautiful something is, the more toxic it is.
Changchunzi prepares the medicinal materials in an orderly manner. The longer it takes, the better it will be for him, and the greater the power of the Changchun Valley Mountain Protection Formation.
He is not in a hurry.
Yang Yifei was even less anxious.
But some people are anxious.
At the gate of the mountain, a place known as the gate of life and death, dozens of people who bought the Changchun Ling at a high price or spent a lot of money to cultivate connections to enter the Changchun Valley began to get impatient.
They are all people who come to seek medicine. They or the patients are eager to receive medicine, and naturally they do not want to wait like this.
"What are you doing? Where can something without eyes come from to cause trouble?"
"It means we can't get medicine."
"I'm afraid I'm crazy because I want to be famous, but I came to Changchun Valley to compete in elixir refining..."
Everyone had a bad tone.
Some good people, through connections in Changchun Valley, actually directly watched the situation inside through video.
Seeing Yang Yifei competing with Chang Chunzi in elixir refining, there was an uproar.
Changchun Valley is based on elixirs, but someone comes to compete with them in elixir refining. Isn't this a trick in front of Guan Gong's gate?
"This young man is destined to lose."
An old man said firmly.
Everyone nodded.
Xue Chuqing said unconvinced: "It's not over yet, why do you say Yang Zong is destined to lose?"
Everyone turned around and saw Xue Chuqing, knowing that she was with the young man inside, they all shook their heads.
"Little girl, Changchun Valley is like no other place. Every immortal master there is a master of medical skills. No matter how difficult the disease is, they can cure it well. It's just a poisonous pill. If the master of the valley personally takes action, it must be easy to cure.
.Your friend definitely lost."
The old man who just concluded that Yang Yifei was defeated said.
"If he challenges other people, he might still have the possibility of winning, and if word spreads, he will be able to brag. It's a pity, he shouldn't challenge the Valley Master. The Valley Master is a hundred-year-old god, who can compare? The elixir he refined is better than
You’ve seen a lot of them.”
"That's right. You'd better persuade your friend to admit defeat as soon as possible and don't delay our affairs."
Everyone advised.
Han Jiashu also said: "Miss Xue, what everyone said is right. The Valley Master is a master of medical skills. He took action personally. Not to mention Yang Zong, even the famous Dan Zong in the country has no chance of winning. If you admit defeat now, you can still save your face, otherwise you will have to wait until later.
When the result comes out, the only one who will be embarrassed is Yang Zong."
Han Kexuan hesitated for a moment and did not stop her brother. She also believed that Yang Yifei could not beat Changchunzi in elixirs.
Xue Chuqing was furious: "Are you so sure that Yang Zong will lose?"
Everyone shook their heads: "I won't shed tears until I see the coffin. Just wait, you will know how powerful it is as soon as the old god takes action."
Sweat gradually formed on Changchunzi's forehead.
A master of martial arts can easily control the pores of his body to close, regulate his own temperature, and be immune to heat and cold. Even if he stands under the sun at noon on the hottest summer day, he will not sweat at all.
But now, the cold wind is biting, and there are beads of sweat on Changchunzi's head.
The hearts of all the elders in Changchun Valley sank.
"Will the Valley Master lose?" The fifth elder couldn't help but ask through a message.
"Impossible." The third elder shook his head repeatedly. "The Valley Master has been successful in the Alchemy Sect for many years, how can he lose to a young boy?"
"That's right. After all, that kid is also an Alchemist. He can still make things difficult for the Valley Master, but the one who wins in the end must be the Valley Master."
These elders relaxed and watched with ease and joy.
However, what they couldn't see was the growing anxiety in Changchunzi's heart.
Although it is just to delay time, if the huge Changchun Valley is suppressed by one person, there will be no face left!
"The poison will kick in in ten minutes."
Yang Yifei said calmly: "If we can't refine the antidote, my disciple may not be able to save his life."
"Valley Master, save me." The disciple who took Zixia Pill begged bitterly.
Changchunzi thought about it again and again and finally decided on a prescription.
"Refining medicine," he shouted.
Someone had prepared the alchemy furnace a long time ago. Changchunzi waved his hand and the medicinal materials flew out and fell into the furnace.
Ten minutes will not produce the finished elixir, but it will be enough to refine the medicinal liquid.
Take out the liquid medicine and pour it directly into the disciple's mouth regardless of the temperature.
The disciples who drank the medicinal liquid seemed to have less purple clouds on their bodies, as if they were back to normal.
The crowd burst into cheers.
"Let me tell you, how can the old god of the Valley Master lose to a young junior?"
At the mountain gate, the old man was quite happy that he could see people accurately.
Han Jiashu said to Xue Chuqing: "How are you, Miss Xue?"
Xue Chuqing gritted her teeth: "It's not over yet, why are you so anxious?"
Han Jiashu shook his head: "If I were you, I should consider how to get down the mountain now."
Yang Yifei came to play in the gym and lost on the alchemy path. If he really wanted to take action, he would only lose worse in someone else's territory.
Zhang Lingyun was a little hesitant.
Han Jiashu was happy and said: "Why don't you join us? This matter has nothing to do with you. I believe Changchun Valley will give our Han family face."
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