Emperor Leiwu

Chapter 373 Healing Poison
"What, cure poison?"

Hearing Feng Xiu's words, the nine people in the field were startled.

In the final round of the alchemy conference, there was actually a cure for poison.

"That's right, in the last round of the alchemy conference, I originally decided to try a fifth-grade pill, but now it seems that if it's just a pill competition, it's meaningless, if you want to compare something different."

Looking at the surprised faces, Feng Xiu walked towards the old man lying on the wooden board after saying this.

"Elder Leng, how do you feel?"

Coming to the board, looking at the dying old man on the board, Feng Xiu said with guilt.

Ten years ago, when he was still an elder, he went to the Forbidden Soul Land together with this person to find a kind of main ingredient of elixir.

Unexpectedly, he was attacked by a rare poisonous beast on the way. Unfortunately, this person was bitten in order to save him, and he has not been cured for ten years.

This has always been a guilt in his heart.

Originally, he had given up hope, but when he saw that there were only nine people left in the field, he suddenly thought that this old man was about to die, so he might as well use it as the third round of exam questions.

Although he knows that there is little hope, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he does not want to give up.

"Feng Xiu, I'm already a dying person, so why do you need to make such a fuss?"

Seeing Feng Xiu's gaze, the old man whom he called Elder Leng spoke slowly with a painful expression.

"I know you're still brooding over what happened back then, but it has already happened, and I can only blame my fate."

When he said this, Elder Leng was short of breath and his body was trembling unceasingly.

"Even if there is only a glimmer of hope left, I want to give it a try."

Looking at Elder Leng like this, Feng Xiu's heart felt like a knife, he stood up slowly, and looked at Chu Shaoyang and the other nine.

"Nine of you, don't worry about it. Just come forward and watch. I'll give each of you half an hour. Whoever cures Elder Leng... or makes him feel better, the champion of the Alchemy Conference will be his." .”

Following Feng Xiu's words, except for Chu Shaoyang's face that did not change, the other eight people all stared at Elder Leng and fell silent.

As alchemists, although they also deal with poisonous plants and beasts, the elixirs they refine are basically for martial practitioners.

For detoxification, they seldom do research, and even if they do research, they don't have much success.

They could all see Elder Leng's appearance, he was on the brink of death, who would dare to step forward to treat him if he was not sure?
"Let the old man try."

After pondering for a while, among the eight people, a thin old man with gray hair stepped towards Elder Leng.

Due to his age, the skinny old man was unable to improve after the level of the elixir was raised to the fifth grade, so he chose to study medicine. He thought he was a little confident in detoxification.

Seeing the skinny old man walking towards Elder Leng, Chu Shaoyang and the others watched intently.

Under the eyes of everyone, the skinny old man came to Elder Leng, and when he saw his face clearly, his face changed suddenly.

"The center of the eyebrows is pitch black, the lips are purple, the toxin has attacked the heart, and it's not dead?"

In his impression, people who have been poisoned to this extent are already dead, but although the other party's expression is sluggish, his eyes are very clear.

"The old man gave him Tianxin Dan, even if the toxin attacks his heart, it can maintain his lifespan for ten years."

Seeing that the white-haired old man was so surprised, Feng Xiu said slowly.

"Tianxindan, no wonder."

Hearing this, the white-haired old man showed relief.

As for Tianxin Pill, he knew how precious it was.

This kind of elixir is a sixth-grade elixir, and only alchemists at the level of Tianwu Realm can refine it with the help of the power of heaven.

The sunken pupils kept scanning Elder Leng, and the white-haired old man kept shaking his head.

After going on for half an hour, he stood up and shook his fist at Feng Xiu: "This old man's medical skills are shallow. I really can't find a way to cure this elder. I'm really ashamed."

After saying this, he turned and left the square.

But he didn't leave, but stood in the corridor with Xiao Yi and some alchemists who didn't leave.

They all wanted to know who was the final champion of the alchemy conference.

"Hmph, why is the poison so powerful, let me see it.

Seeing the skinny old man leave helplessly, Zhong Jun snorted coldly, and walked towards Elder Leng under the gaze of everyone.

As a representative of the two major families, Zhong Jun had also learned some medical skills in the family.

"The toxin has already attacked the heart, it seems that the only way to disperse the poison is with golden needles."

After seeing the situation of Elder Leng, Zhong Jun squatted on the ground, took out a row of golden needles from the Qiankun bag, and then lifted Elder Leng's loose clothes.

As the clothes were lifted off, Elder Leng's body was completely black and purple.

His pupils shrank, even though Zhong Jun was indifferent and heartless, he also felt his scalp tingling, and he didn't dare to watch carefully at the moment, so he quickly inserted a golden needle into the opponent's body.

"Golden needles cure poison, it seems that Zhong Jun still has some skills in medicine."

Seeing his actions, Chu Shaoyang nodded slightly.

As for the way of medicine, he has learned a lot about the way of medicine since he got the sacred book of medicine from the old man who controls the beast.

Especially the treatment of wounds and diseases with silver needles, he can be said to be proficient in it up to now.

"Hmph, worm-carving trick."

However, compared to him, after seeing Zhong Jun's move, Wen Yu showed a look of disdain.

Hearing this, Chu Shaoyang glanced at him, smiled slightly, and did not speak.

Regarding this person, Chu Shaoyang believed that he should have some means in terms of medical skills, otherwise he would not be worthy of being the successor of the two major alchemy families in Wuling Kingdom.

"President, this Zhong Jun really has some skills."

When Zhong Jun was treating Elder Leng's poison, Xiangfei saw that Elder Leng's complexion turned a little rosy under his treatment, and praised him immediately.

"Well, being able to make Elder Leng improve in such a short period of time is indeed a bit of a skill."

Gently nodded, Feng Xiu also showed appreciation.

As time passed, after half an hour passed, Zhong Jun pulled out the golden needle on Elder Leng's body, stood up, and sighed softly.

"President, I have tried my best, but unfortunately, I can only be treated like this."

At this time, Elder Leng, under the treatment of his golden needle, although there is not much change, his face is obviously much better.

"Well, it's not bad."

Seeing this, although Feng Xiu was a little disappointed, he still nodded.

"Hmph, I thought it was a great skill, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

However, at this moment, Wen Yu, who saw this scene in the field, sneered, and immediately walked towards Elder Leng.

At the same time, his confident voice sounded in the field.

"Today, I will let you experience the real means of curing poison."

(End of this chapter)