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Text 338 It¡¯s time to make medicine

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    Zhang Zhifeng and others entered subsequently.  At first glance, this small thatched hut is actually very spacious inside, measuring hundreds of meters in length and width, and it is completely empty.  At this time, in this flat and empty place, there were children from the golden fish tribe, leaning on the wall or intertwining their legs, standing steadily upside down.  Zhang Zhifeng and others have extraordinary eyesight, and they can see at a glance that the energy and blood in these children's faces are boiling, and the hot blood is like earthworms under the skin, jumping one after another.  A small pool of water has gathered under everyone's head, and streams of sweat are flowing across their necks and faces, dripping from their foreheads and tips, and falling to the ground in drops.  Yan Momo couldn't bear it: "Feng, please help them quickly. They are still children, how can they endure such suffering!" Perhaps hearing Yan Momo's voice, each of them slowly drooped their heads.  He raised his head and looked over with tired eyes.  After seeing Zhang Zhifeng, the eyes of the children of the Golden Fish Tribe all flashed with excitement, and their trembling arms were straightened and unwavering.  "Is there any way?" Tan Youzhang looked at Zhang Zhifeng and asked.  Everyone is staring at Zhang Zhifeng, and the children are looking forward to it.  Zhang Zhifeng frowned. The situation seemed to be more serious than he imagined. It was very troublesome. People without Wu's bloodline could not withstand Wu's backlash. He really didn't understand the forces behind the 'True God'. Who were they?  What method was used to allow these children to develop first-class martial arts skills!  Suddenly, an idea flashed through Zhang Zhifeng's mind. According to what the senior martial artist said before, the purpose of the 'True God' and the people behind her should be to find out in the vast sea of ??people those parts of the many ethnic groups that have the blood of warriors.  There is reason to believe that she deliberately spread Wu to attract people to practice in order to find Wu's bloodline, but there is no reason for her to force the children of the golden fish tribe to practice martial arts against their will!  Unless, the golden fish people have the bloodline of Wu!  As soon as this idea came to mind, Zhang Zhifeng immediately started sweating on his forehead and his eyelids couldn't stop twitching.  After a long while, he asked: "Yin Yun, are there any natural treasures or rare elixirs in the sea area here?" "There are many rare treasures on the seabed, but those things are either too strong in potency, or they are 70% toxic.  No one has the ability to refine them into finished elixirs. Alas, this has always been a pity for the sea people! Many elixirs become useless after leaving the sea and the huge water pressure at the bottom of the sea. It is said that some of them were refined in the past.  The secret technique of making it is no longer available. Therefore, even our golden fish people don¡¯t have a few magical medicines, let alone one that can deal with the current situation." Yin Yun replied helplessly.  Zhang Zhifeng thought about it for a while. His own medicine refining technique does not require a stove and a cauldron. In addition to dividing the portions, he does not even need to perform preliminary processing of medicinal materials. Perhaps he can try to refine elixirs in this sea.  If he could succeed and break the shackles of the Sea Territory Order, he would be able to promote the master's secret skills.  But after listening to Yin Yun's words, Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but hesitate. The holy medical skills are already eye-catching enough. If it creates a sensation, will it "Of course there is no way to refine medicine under the sea. If there is any need, I can  Rush back to Jiran City to get it, we have some secret gardens and have planted a lot of spiritual roots! There are also a lot of finished medicines," said a Jiran City Heavenly Sage.  Zhang Zhifeng shook his head. Ordinary medicine has no effect on these martial arts children. He must make it separately according to each of their conditions.  At this moment, a child of the Golden Fish Tribe let out a few dull calls, and a trail of black blood quietly came from the side of his ear and slowly oozed out.  "Oops!" Zhang Zhifeng's heart tightened, and he immediately came up, waved his hand, and said silently: "The vitality lock of all things!" There was a faint change in the air, but the black blood on the side of the child's ear was still leaching out, and it did not stop.  Everybody was shocked.  Zhang Zhifeng vaguely understood that Wu was different from the Shura clan.  Wu is not restrained by the cultivator's 'All Things Vitality Lock'!  "Let's go, take me to a place where there are many elixirs!" Zhang Zhifeng squeezed the child's wrist and said urgently to Yin Yun.  How can you protect yourself after your holy medical skills are exposed? Zhang Zhifeng¡¯s face is as iron as steel. In life, there are things you should do and things you should not do. You should not retreat when you should do what you should do!  ¡°Furthermore, Zhang Zhifeng¡¯s holy medical skills are already known to everyone in the Donoda continent. What else is there to hide?  At most, it just lets people know that he has the unique skill of refining medicine. He is already a master of Tiansheng, so why should he care about other people's eyes.  No longer thinking about this, Zhang Zhifeng's mind began to quickly recall the medical skills he had read when he was a master of the Misheng Continent, the properties and functions of the plants; the medical principles of how to use medicine; the Qi, meridians and bodies affected by martial artsEverything that could be thought of was constantly flashing in Zhang Zhifeng's mind. At the same time, under the leadership of Yin Yun, he and a group of cultivators rushed to an inner mountain of the Golden Fish Tribe.  This is a small mountain, but all medicinal strains that were once considered useful, as well as medicinal strains that are definitely useful but can no longer be used, have been transplanted here.  This is an active volcano crater, but the cultivator used a large formation to restrain its explosion.  Entering from the volcano crater, there are hundreds of layers divided into them. Each layer has interlocking formations of different sizes, and the temperature is getting higher and higher to meet the environment required by different medicinal strains.  The seabed is cold and cold, but good things are not always found, so good medicinal herbs often require a growth environment of light and high temperature. This is probably the reason why the golden fish people built this crater.  But Zhang Zhifeng couldn't control that much. He was like a gust of wind passing through the plants with faint light, his figure was swaying, phantom films, and quickly scurrying up and down layer by layer.  Yin Yun looked carefully and found that wherever Zhang Zhifeng passed, the medicinal plants were in a mess and were messed up. He couldn't help but feel depressed, but he couldn't say much at this time.  I couldn't help but comfort myself by saying that these things are just placed here anyway. There are many of them in the vast sea area. They are placed here just to facilitate research. It is no big deal if they are all destroyed.  At this moment, they saw Zhang Zhifeng had stopped in front of them.  The dragon -like snake -like silk strip appeared in the void as Zhang Zhifeng's fingers moved, and the lines increased, and the shape of a stove gradually formed.  Zhang Zhifeng began to walk slowly. As he walked, he stretched out his hands left and right very familiarly. The plant that he had just knocked down and cut off actually jumped into the line pattern in the void.  It was then that everyone suddenly realized that Zhang Zhifeng had already chosen the medicinal materials after running quickly.  Zhang Zhifeng walked around and headed towards the place where the martial arts children were, holding the furnace-shaped pattern made of silk strips.  Everyone had no choice but to walk back, and no one dared to disturb them, although they had never seen someone running around while refining elixirs.
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