After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 51 I Believe
"I'm going to use the ganoderma lucidum to ask someone to refine the detoxification pill." Jiang Xingzhou was depressed.

His master was plotted against, and his cultivation was completely destroyed.

He rummaged through the classics and ancient prescriptions of Danling Valley, only to find the method of using Ganoderma lucidum as medicine to reshape the meridians and eliminate toxins.

Not sure if it would work or not, but it was the only way he could find.

Other medicinal materials are easy to say, and they are found in the Pill Spirit Valley, but the main medicine, Ganoderma lucidum, can't be found everywhere.

The Ganoderma lucidum is not only produced in the secret land of Ganoderma lucidum. Compared with other places where the truth of the news is unknown, Jiang Xingzhou is more willing to place his hope in the secret land of Ganoderma lucidum.

Now his hopes were dashed.

Song Jingmo frowned, realizing that things might turn around.

"Clean what poison?"

"Ultimate Elixir." Jiang Xingzhou gritted his teeth when he mentioned the Ultimate Elixir.

This is really a coincidence.

"I know a kind of elixir potion, which can relieve the effects of the elixir potion." The effect of the elixir potion is poison to spiritual cultivation.

I just didn't expect that Danxiu, who made alchemy for a living, could also learn the way of the ultimate elixir.

"Are you serious?!" Jiang Xingzhou was hopeful at first, but soon discouraged.

"Don't comfort me, I'll go back to the sect and think of a way. There is no unparalleled road, and the boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge..." Jiang Xingzhou tried hard to find words to comfort himself, and he burst into tears as he spoke. fell down.

There are many Lingxiu who have been harmed by the elixir potion, and there is no lack of Lingxiu with amazing talents, but those Lingxiu have either become completely ordinary people or have taken their own lives.

Without spiritual power and cultivation, Danxiu would have no place in the sect.

Master has not much life left, now...

The more Jiang Xingzhou thought about it, the sadder he became.

The master raised him single-handedly and is his closest relative.

Now that he had to watch his master die in pain, Jiang Xingzhou was so sad that he was about to suffocate.

The elders of Danling Valley have already discussed and decided to abandon his master.

"Your master is no longer able to continue to be the chief priest of Pill Spirit Valley in his current state. This position will be vacated first, and the allocation of resources will continue as usual."

"Don't the sect ignore it?" Jiang Xingzhou was very angry at that time, and wanted to argue with the elder who came to inform.

But he was held down by the master who was quite stooped.

Later, he found the recipe for refining the detoxification elixir with Ganoderma lucidum as the main medicine. The elders of the Danling Valley wanted to say something more, but the retreating Gu master suddenly appeared and gave Jiang Xingzhou enough authority.

Jiang Xingzhou understood what Zongmen meant.

The time of the Chief Priest is running out, he, a disciple who is only a spiritual master, can do whatever he wants, since he can't waste anything from the sect anyway.

Master has done so much for the sect, and in the end master's cultivation was destroyed, and the sect didn't even have an investigation, so they sentenced master to death.

Jiang Xingzhou couldn't swallow this breath, and he didn't want to make the people behind the scenes proud.

Whoever finally sat in the vacated position of chief enshrining elder would be the most suspect.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xingzhou gritted his teeth and decided to go back to the sect first.

Old Wu who was standing in the Ganoderma lucidum valley stopped him, and the smile that was always on his face had disappeared.

"Don't you want to save your master?"

"Of course I want to save my master!" Jiang Xingzhou wanted to push away Old Wu's arm, but he failed after several attempts, and felt a little angry in his heart.

"I will give you the reward I promised! Just say what you want!"

After all, he was a simple-minded child, and such a little setback broke his defenses.

Song Jing said in his heart.

"What are you hurrying to do?"

"You guys are in the same group, aren't you!" Jiang Xingzhou, who was on the verge of collapse, turned his head and shouted.

"You guys are in the same group, aren't you?"

"Aren't you a gang!"

……

The echo in the valley made Jiang Xingzhou calm down a little.

"What I said is true." Song Jingmo was a little helpless.

If Jiang Xingzhou was stuck in his emotions and refused to listen to her, then there was nothing she could do.

It was originally a risky thing, and she didn't dare to take this responsibility without enough trust.

"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."

"I believe it." Old Wu withdrew his hand and said in a deep voice.

"What should I use to change the potion?"

"You saved me, you don't need to pay anything extra." Song Jingmo was surprised in his heart, with a normal expression on his face.

"This is the potion." Song Jingmo couldn't help but lament the impermanence of the world when he took out the potion he had prepared before.

When she was in Xiaoshan Town at that time, she still wanted to use the anti-spirit potion to attract big households. Now that she thinks about the ethos of Xiuling Continent that respects the strong, people who lose their cultivation will probably lose their former identity and status.

Even if a person with talent and perseverance can stand up again, without a high enough level of spiritual power, it will be difficult to reach the previous height.

The idea of ​​getting rich by relying on anti-spirit potions can be dispelled as soon as possible.

Song Jingmo put the medicine into Lao Wu's hands, thinking that he might make a long-term investment plan starting with poverty alleviation.

The ultimate elixir does not harm people lightly.

It is also extremely difficult to obtain the marrow-washing pill that is used for the spirit-relieving potion.

The anti-spirit potion in her hand is one part less, so it must be used by those who deserve it.

Without Old Wu's obstruction, Jiang Xingzhou couldn't move forward.

What if it was true?

Is it necessary to lie to him?

Jiang Xingzhou stood where he was, silently looking at the people in the valley.

"Take the medicine in another place." Seeing that Lao Wu was about to drink the medicine with his head up, Song Jingmo hurriedly stopped him.

The Ganoderma lucidum Valley is a good place, and it would be her fault if Old Wu suddenly absorbs the spirit qi crazily and affects the growth of the spirit grass.

Old Wu nodded, and walked out of the valley with a sullen expression.

He took every step carefully and did not step on the spiritual grass.

Song Jingmo followed out, intending to help protect the law.

After all, shopkeeper Yao is just an example, and she needs to observe a few more to see if the anti-spirit potion can completely neutralize the effect of the super-spirit potion.

In order to avoid any accidents in the future, causing trouble for the upper body.

When passing by Jiang Xingzhou, Song Jingmo paused, and finally said nothing.

Old Wu chose to take the medicine in the dense forest outside the valley. In an artificially created open space, Old Wu sat on the ground, poured the medicine into his mouth and swallowed it, waiting for the medicine to take effect.

Song Jingmo looked away, not wanting to see the painful expression, and did not hear a sound after a while.

Looking back a little bit, Old Wu's face was covered with sweat, and his skin was darker, so nothing could be seen. He could only tell from the bloodless lip color that he was experiencing great pain.

Faint spiritual fluctuations came from Old Wu's body.

Song Jingmo breathed a sigh of relief, remembering that Old Wu still had spiritual power in her body, she breathed a sigh of relief a little too early, and pulled her heart back.

With Old Wu's body as the center, aura began to gather in large quantities, and finally formed a vortex of aura.

The spiritual energy poured into Old Wu's body like a mud cow entering the sea. When the spiritual energy vortex was about to disappear, Old Wu raised his hand and poured out a pile of spiritual stones from the storage bag.

(End of this chapter)