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Chapter 758 Healer, Butcher, Cold

The matter of establishing Juncheng has come to an end.

The people in Xuanxu Guyi Demon Palace realized that something was wrong and immediately teleported away without leaving even a hair behind.

The elders of the five major forces rushed to nothing.

Fortunately, these geniuses were safe and sound and were successfully rescued.

You must know that after the ascended ones go to the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, these people can be the mainstay of the younger generation and cannot afford to lose.

Of course, the five major forces lost a lot of divine energy crystals, but this amount of money was completely affordable by the five major forces.

What they care more about is the Yi Demon Palace. The enemy is hidden and we are clear. No one knows the enemy's next whereabouts and conspiracy.

After a few casual greetings, the five major forces led their respective tribesmen and returned to the sect to discuss the next defense method for Yi Demon Palace.

The seven geniuses who had been planted with the soul-stealing ice poison reached an agreement in silence, and no one mentioned anything about the poisonous insect.

No one is selfish, even if the Gu insects have been suppressed by Duan Tingyu, the sect will not believe it, and there must be a series of troubles. The larger the sect, the more complicated the various internal struggles become. The identities of these people make them walk on thin ice.

In this way, Zhao Chu was saved a lot of trouble.

Zhao Chu controlled Duan Tingyu and hurried back to the sect following the seniors from the Zhan Cansheng Sect.

Ding Tinglu and Zhao Chu seemed to be standing parallel to each other, but upon closer inspection, Ding Tinglu had consciously taken a small step back, which was regarded as respectful.

You must know that Duan Tingyu is now the leader of Huangyun Tower and the strong man who killed Zhiyun.

Moreover, Duan Tingyu also holds Ding Tinglu’s secret.

As for the thank-you gifts from the other four major forces, they may be sent one after another in the future. After all, it was Duan Tingyu who saved everyone.



Outside Moya City, 20,000 miles away.

Zhao Chu walked calmly. During the time when Xian Dan left, Cerebellar Ax also became surprisingly quiet. He had a rare period of peace.

As for Duan Tingyu's puppet, Zhao Chu controlled it effortlessly.

With Zhao Chu's current spiritual power, it is like a super computer.

Controlling Duan Tingyu is just a small program in the background. Even if Zhao Chu meditates and practices, he can still generate some spiritual thoughts.

"Huang Yun Tower, let Duan Tingyu control it."

Because of the fresh pill, it caused a farce. Zhao Chu didn't bother to pay more attention to it and let everything take its course.

"Hey, what's going on in this city? There's so much resentment."

There were still a few days before going to Xilong Palace, and Zhao Chu originally planned to find a city to rest.

But as soon as he arrived at the Devil's Tooth City in front of him, Zhao Chu's spiritual perception saw billowing black mist, which seemed to have ignited a dry mountain peak. The roaring smoke rose into the sky like thousands of demons roaring.

"This is...poison!"

Zhao Chu's mind sensed countless resentments.

But when he squatted down and touched the ground, he felt a sinister poisonous gas.

"This is... the breath of Shura's magic pot!"

Zhao Chu felt it carefully for a while, then suddenly stood up, his face ashen as ever.

Yi Demon Palace.

It’s the Yi Demon Palace again.

The jade slips You Yiyu left for Zhao Chu contained some absolute taboos.

And this Shura Magic Pot is a taboo among taboos.

Shura Magic Pot.

In fact, it is a one-time magic weapon, and the production process is extremely complicated, even to the point of despair.

But in Zhao Chu's understanding, as long as this Shura Magic Pot can be successfully refined, it will be a magic weapon comparable to a nuclear bomb.

There are also some aspects of the production process that are unconscionable.

The most important part of it is the poison of living people.

Among a hundred poisoned mortals, there will be one who can refine mortal poison.

The amount of mortal poison required for a Shura Magic Pot is 10,000 copies.

Five million people in a city were poisoned to death. Leaving aside the old, weak, sick and disabled, only less than 10,000 copies of the poison for living people could be refined.



There are also mortal cities in the sky and the sea of ​​stars.

No matter where they are, no matter how powerful the world's peak combat power is.

But there will never be a shortage of hard-working ants at the bottom, and even in more prosperous places, there will be more ants.

Among the many forces in Di Qi Hai, there are countless mortal cities.



"There are probably more than 4 million people in this city, and more than 1 million of them have been poisoned by Shura's magic pot. The remaining people are still struggling in pain."

Zhao Chu frowned.

He didn't know what the motive behind the creation of the Shura Magic Pot was, nor did he know who in history could actually poison millions of people to use it to refine a magic weapon.

But the only thing he was sure of was that this magic weapon was too harmful and vicious.

It doesn't matter if you step on an ant to death.

Trampling ten or even a hundred ants to death would not cause any emotional fluctuations in Zhao Chu.

But what if one million animals are trampled to death, or ten million?

Who can be as calm as water!

Moreover, in this city, there are countless happy and laughing families, but they are being killed by poison gas at this moment.

"What kind of monster has the Yi Demon Palace in Xuanxu Sea developed into? In the Yi Demon Palace code left by Youyi Yu, this Shura Demon Pot is an absolute taboo. How can it be broken at a glance?"

Zhao Chu frowned into a knot.

never mind.

Let’s go to the city first and have a look.

Then, Zhao Chu shook his head again.

In fact, this poisonous gas is not without flaws, but the medical skills he practiced in the northern realm cannot solve the current predicament at all.

Take it one step at a time.

Not far away is the shattered city gate. There must have been a bloody battle before. The majestic city gate is stained with blood everywhere.

"It must be someone from Yi Demon Palace who killed the defenders in this city."

Zhao Chu took a quick look and saw a pile of corpses lying in various directions in the distance. Three of them were from the Natural Selection Realm.

hiss.

Stepping into the street, Zhao Chu took a deep breath.

The medicinal properties of this poisonous gas even exceeded Zhao Chu's prediction.

It was very cracked and vicious. Although it couldn't hurt him, it still made his four components tremble and filled him with uneasiness.

Under the Nascent Soul, neither the golden elixir nor ordinary people can block this poisonous gas.

"Huh? There is a strange fragrance in the distance, it seems to be...relieving?"

That's right.

Zhao Chu's heart skipped a beat.

His spiritual power spread out, first filtering out countless howling people, and then focused on looking for abnormalities.

really.

Three streets away, there seemed to be a ball of green energy dispersing the poisonous gas.

Although this ball of green energy is crumbling, like a candle in the strong wind, which may be extinguished at any time, it still exists after all.

Without thinking much at all, Zhao Chu moved and was already three streets away.

Back view.

A figure wearing a linen robe had just refined a batch of elixirs.

And the source that can dispel the poisonous gas is those dozen pills.

Female.

The linen robe is a magic weapon, but it seems that it has been worn for a long time, has lost its magic power, and is even a little tattered.

But her body under the linen robe is slim and graceful, and she looks like a young woman at first glance.

Of course, she must not be living an exquisite life.

As a female monk, few people have mud between their fingernails.

But Zhao Chu saw mud between his fingers on the palms holding the elixir.



Poison-killing Pill.

Afterwards, Zhao Chu had no time to pay attention to the mud between his fingers.

He stared at the elixir, and quietly, the demon mirror in his mind unfolded.

Wang Dandan's figure appeared.

"The poison-killing pill is a pill that fights poison with poison. Although the materials of the pills in front of you are not much different, the refining techniques are quite different. They are incomplete pill recipes."

"Theoretically, the best medicinal effect of Zhu Du Dan is to refine it into a medicinal liquid."

Wang Dandan said calmly.

"Senior, can all the poisonous gas shrouding this city be cured with the poison-killing pill?"

Zhao Chu asked hurriedly.

"This poisonous gas is vulnerable to attack. There are countless elixirs that can be used to expel it. But in terms of refining speed, only the poison-killing elixir is the fastest."

Wang Dandan's pupils are different from other people's.

Zhao Chu actually saw a disregard for life in his eyes.

Yes, it's the kind of coldness only a butcher can have.

In the eyes of the world, doctors are benevolent and compassionate, but their coldness makes them look like an executioner.

"This is the recipe for refining the venom-killing liquid. If you want to hang the pot to help the world, you have no regrets. But if you want to stay out of it, you will not feel sorry for anyone. All living beings are equal, and no one should pay for anyone."

After finishing his words, Wang Dandan looked at Zhao Chu thoughtfully.

Nodding, Zhao Chu cupped his fists and bowed.

At this moment, he seemed to understand the indifference in Wang Dandan's eyes.

The benevolence of doctors is just a beauty imagined by the world.

Whether it is an injury, poison, or disease, there are always times when doctors or alchemists cannot cure it.

If you are always so compassionate, it is a kind of stubborn paranoia and a kind of pathology.

That's right.

The person who is most indifferent to life is never a butcher, but a doctor.

This indifference is also the greatest respect and responsibility for the patient.



puff!

As soon as Zhao Chu Siwei came out of the demon mirror, he saw the woman holding a baby and laboriously feeding her a pill.

The back was facing Zhao Chu, so he couldn't see the woman's face clearly.

But Zhao Chu could tell that she was very clumsy. The child was about to die, but it was still difficult to feed him the pill.

Misfortunes never come singly, this woman spurted out a mouthful of blood and trembled all over.

Injuried.

Zhao Chu frowned.

It turned out that the woman who was making alchemy was already injured.



"Although he still has signs of life, his organs have been paralyzed by the poisonous gas and he has lost the ability to swallow... He is hopeless."

Finally, Zhao Chu shook his head and couldn't help but speak.

Although he didn't want to admit it, that child was about to lose all the characteristics of a living person.

He simply couldn't bear this kind of poisonous gas.

At this moment, Zhao Chu understood the coldness in Wang Dandan's pupils even more.

Doctors are just like soldiers on the battlefield.

You have to face dead people almost every day, and your mind cannot help but be firm.

"Do you still have the materials for refining the poison-killing pill? By the way, give me a pill furnace. Time is tight, so I won't explain any more."

After finishing his words, Zhao Chu was not polite and said directly.

Stand up.

The girl in linen clothes finally turned around.

Appearance, average.

Her face is even a little square and angular, not the most harmonious and beautiful oval face.

Her skin is also a little dark, even a little rough and rough, like a housewife who spends most of her time at the stove.

Buzz.

After seeing her face, Zhao Chu's brain suddenly shook.

Eye.

This girl's eyes were filled with the same indifference as Wang Dandan.

You know, Zhao Chu has never seen this kind of indifference in Duan Xuehan and Duan Xuelin. This is a state that has nothing to do with strength, or even an innate talent.

At least, the current Zhao Chu can't do it yet.

"Boom!"

Without saying anything, the woman directly threw a Qiankun Ring to Zhao Chu, which contained countless medicinal materials.

Rumble.

In the next breath, a top-quality pill furnace suddenly fell down.

"Thank you."

Feeling the alchemy furnace in front of him, Zhao Chu's alchemy heart, which had been silent for a long time, was beating violently at this moment, like a general returning to the battlefield.



Control fire.

Distinguish medicine.

soft.

Turn on the furnace.

Zhao Chu's basic skills are still there, and with the fact that he is now at the second level of spiritual power, his understanding of alchemy has reached a whole new level.



Zhao Chu was engrossed in refining alchemy wholeheartedly, completely forgetting himself.

At this time, the lady in sackcloth was not idle either. She quickly took other elixirs and found different people to test them.

Everyone, men, women, old and young, tried to feed one.

As for some pitiable medicine seekers, the woman in linen simply ignored them.

The coldness in his eyes was like a look only found in hell.

This is the way of medicine, this is the choice.

The Maiden woman must try her best to prepare the best elixir based on the reaction of the poisoned person.

People are dying every second, and one person's life and death can no longer make any waves.

"Master nephew, this person..."

At some point, an old man who was halfway to the Wen Yuan realm came from the void and walked behind the woman in sackcloth.

He half-stepped the question. Although he called the woman his nephew, his words were respectful.

"If you are a fellow-minded person, there is no harm in giving it a try."

"puff!"

As soon as the woman in linen clothes finished speaking, three mouthfuls of blood spurted out from her mouth.

"Nephew, your injury is okay."

"We at the Pure Land of Painting have already given in, but the Ascended One from the Yi Demon Palace is still aggressive and insists on giving you three slaps. It's simply abominable."

"It is said that after Zuo Shenluo challenges you, he is going to fight the Ascendant Ming Ya Dan in the Dragon Court of the First Emperor. I don't know who will win between the two of them."

Half a step later, Yuan Yuan's eyes were about to burst.

"If others have strong fists, they will be justified. I lost because I was weak and I have no complaints."

"Fortunately, Zuo Shenluo didn't kill me, but Mingyadan will definitely lose. No one in this generation of ascendants can be Zuo Shenluo's opponent."

"Don't worry, you all. I, Xu Yunshuang, will definitely be able to set foot in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm. I will not rely on martial arts, but pure alchemy."

Xu Yunshuang nodded towards Banbu Wenyuan. There was no firmness or belief in her pupils, but instead an irresistible coldness.

Afterwards, Xu Yunshuang began intense research on the elixir.

Looking at her figure, Banbu Wenyuan shook his head.

It's too difficult.

The Poison-killing Pill is simply a fragment of the prescription for the Pure Land of Danqing. She has been able to achieve this step in such a short period of time, which is unprecedented.

The poisonous gas deployed by Yi Demon Palace in this city will completely explode in half an hour.

By then, everything will be irreversible.

"Huh? That boy is actually imitating the refining method of the Poison-killing Pill and refining the pill. Unfortunately, except for the dosage of the medicine, the other steps are simply added indiscriminately."

"Forget it, since it's an order from the Ascended One, I won't ask any more questions."

Banbu Wenyuan's mission is to protect the path of those who ascend.

Xu Yunshuang is the ascendant of Danqing Pure Land.

"In recent times, Yi Demon Palace has appeared frequently, and Zuo Shenluo has been challenging everywhere. The land is like the sea, and there is no peace."

This half-step Wenyuan is an elder of Danqing Pure Land, he knows the way of alchemy.

Just because he understands, he knows.

Demon Tooth City...is hopeless.


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