"Priest Zhimu, I intend to..." The girl suddenly shut up, her eyes met Zhan's, then looked at his forehead, and then naturally fell on the domino at his waist.
"Ah!" The girl covered her mouth, but soon she returned to normal, walked up to Zhan gracefully, and gave him the etiquette of a sound city nobleman, "Hi, I'm Lamor. Birds resonate, trance sound and divine singing sound, it turns out that distinguished guests have come to the Sound City."
Seeing La Moore's attitude, Cai Fei and the surrounding priests who watched the scene suddenly changed their expressions, almost looking at Zhan's waist at the same time.
"Ah!" Many people exclaimed together.
Yan Mo thinks that this little girl's identity must be not simple. If she is just an ordinary low-level priest, these people will not only look at her with love, longing and respect.
Black dominoes! What is the identity of this person
What everyone is most curious about is how did this man become Zhimu's slave? It is said that Zhimu seems to have bought this person from a certain slave trader? So, was this tribe annexed by others, murdered by his subordinates, or was he accidentally caught by a slave trader because of a problem with the upgrade
The low-level priests outside the Enlightenment Hall started talking in low voices on the spot. They were afraid of the black dominoes, but they didn't have much respect for the so-called honored guests and nobles. The people of Yincheng only admire powerful warriors and powerful priests. At present, apart from the ability to control the growth of trees, they can barely see the longevity wood hybrid who is carrying a rattan basket. They have not seen other abilities. difficult.
The man in the center of the discussion was not moved by his appearance at all, as if the eyes of those around him full of meanings did not exist, he only replied three words to Lamor: "I am Zhan."
"Master Zhan." The girl re-assessed the tall young man who was arrogant. This kind of attitude of ignoring everything is indeed not something ordinary people with no knowledge and status can do. Even she, in the center of the discussion, can't be so calm. .
Wang Zhan didn't introduce her background, and the girl didn't ask too much, but she blinked her eyes and said mischievously: "Mother Zhi must have fainted from fright after knowing your identity, right? Our priests in Yincheng are always easy Emotional."
Zhimu sneered, and hurriedly introduced to Zhan: "This is the youngest daughter of our city lord, His Highness Lamor. Your Highness is born with a natural voice. When she opens her voice, all the birds will stop singing, and the beasts will become quiet. All intelligent creatures will be intoxicated by her singing voice. Your Highness is only fourteen years old this year, but he is already a low-level priest. Since His Highness was eight years old, every major sacrifice in the city will ask His Highness to use her voice to worship the gods and communicate with the world."
Zhimu originally wanted to reveal Zhan's identity as a dual-line god warrior with an eighth-level soil control and a fourth-level wood control, but he took a look at Zhan and decided not to talk too much.
Zhan asked Mo in his heart: "Does the city lord's daughter have a lot of Yuanjing coins?"
Yan Mo: "Looking at the Yuanjing accessories on her body, almost none of them are below level seven. I think she definitely has more Yuanjing coins than Zhimu."
Zhan's eyes lit up, and he saw that the girl was shining with the brilliance of Yuanjing, but he ignored the girl's face and voice, "Do you have herbs that you want me to ripen for you?"
Lamore was wondering why a distinguished guest who could wear a black domino came to Sound City, but no one told her father about it. When she heard Zhan's question, she was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect this man who looked like a tribal warrior A distinguished guest would be so direct, but she quickly realized it.
"Yes, I need some herbal medicine. A merchant from the far south once brought some plant fruits. This sun-dried brown fruit is very good for the throat after being soaked in water. I have been drinking it for a long time. But there are too few traveling merchants from the south, and there is only one who can bring that kind of fruit. After that traveling merchant and his clansmen left, they never came to Yincheng again, and I never found the same one again. Fruit, and now I only have a few of this kind of fruit left in my hands."
Listening to the little princess's description, Yan Mo had roughly guessed what the dried fruit was before seeing it. Judging from the place of production, method of use and curative effect, it is likely to be a good medicine to protect the throat. the sea or something.
But girl, although Panghaihai is good, you can’t drink it for a long time. This stuff is not suitable for the elderly, weak gastrointestinal function, weak body and cold, diabetic patients, etc., and it is not suitable for the voice caused by smoking, drinking and physiological diseases. Hoarse throat dry pain and other symptoms.
In fact, any Chinese herbal medicine, even if it is neutral, cannot be taken for a long time, because the human body will undergo different changes according to the four seasons, environment, mood, diet, etc. If it is not adjusted properly, good medicine will also become poisonous.
"You only have dried fruits in your hands?" Zhan asked.
Lamor asked back with a little expectation: "Is it true that if it is dried in the sun, it will not be able to reproduce?"
"Whether it's a seed or a plant, it needs vitality to grow. If it's already dead, I can't let it take root." Zhan paused, and changed his words: "You take all the remaining fruits on hand. Come, let me see if there is any vitality left."
Yan Mo was satisfied, he wanted to see if the fruit was really fat sea, of course it would be best if it could give birth to a living plant.
Lamor rejoiced, "Okay, I will send them later. Lord Zhan, are you living outside or in the temple now?"
"Just ask someone to send things to Zhimu." Zhan slightly raised his voice, "If you can't find me in the future, you can go directly to Zhimu, and I will go to him."
Zhimu was so bitter, he really wanted to refuse, but the two big figures over there had already made the decision for him, and there was no room for him to refuse.
He can imagine how many people will come to him to find out the details of the battle and make deals. In this way, how can he have time to prepare for this year's competition
Woohoo, his wish to become an intermediate priest this year will definitely not come true.
Because of the tree boy's change of identity, the low-level priests who got the news and wanted to ask him to help give birth to plants are now hard to speak.
Zhan is not in a hurry to solicit business. With this "coincident encounter" with Princess Lamor, his reputation in controlling tree growth will definitely be established faster than before. At that time, he will not need to go out to find someone. Naturally, there will be a need Some people took the initiative to come to him.
After that, Zhan only asked Zhimu to take him to meet with the big client he had negotiated with before, and then went directly to his botanical garden with the priest.
In addition, after realizing the status of the black dominoes, he decided to raise the price starting tomorrow.
After returning home, Zhimu sighed again and again, asking the gods is easy and sending the gods away is difficult. The dual-line god warrior obviously already had his own residence, but he often came to him, and took over his plantation in an anti-customer manner. There is a shortage of herbs for his refining, and he has provided a lot more than he expected, but the feeling of his own territory being occupied and violated is really terrible.
"This is the intermediate potion formula you are going to take to participate in the competition?"
"Scared!" Zhimu who was thinking almost threw the stone out of her hand.
The tall young man looked down at the universal characters he drew on the slate, "The name of the herb is in the front, and the amount used in the back?"
"Yes." Zhimu said patiently.
"You report the names of these herbs from top to bottom." Zhan nodded the slate.
Zhimu held the stone that could write and draw white marks, and asked cautiously: "What do you want to do? The formula of the potion is a secret for every alchemy priest, and I can't tell you."
Zhan didn't bother to care about him at all, but Mo said that if you want to use Zhimu, you have to give others a little bit of sweetness, not just oppression, and Zhimu is not annoying, "Do you want to make a soul booster?" Potion formula?"
"Yes. But I won't tell you, even if you give me Yuanjing coins..."
"One seventh-level Yuanjing coin, I'll help you change a soul power enhancing potion formula without any side effects."
"Bada." The stone in Zhimu's hand fell to the table. He must have heard wrong!
"Huh? Ah Zhan, pick up that stone and show me." Yan Mo looked at the chalk-like writing marks left on the slate, and then at the stone, feeling that he had found something good. Sure enough, good deeds are rewarded
If he hadn't had a "conscience discovery" for a while and asked Zhan to pass on a message to Zhimu, intending to help him improve the formula, he would probably have missed this stone, and maybe he would find it in the future, but who can guarantee it.
As for whether he can improve the formula, cough, although he has not developed and researched related medicines for spiritual power before, there are similarities in the ability to stimulate blood and stimulate spiritual power. It shouldn't be difficult to formulate slightly effective but harmless soul power enhancing potions. Even if you can't get it out now, you will definitely be able to get it out in the future!
Zhan picked up the stone, looked back and forth carefully, and judged instinctively: "The stone is very soft, and it is different from ordinary stones."
"You took the stone and scratched it on the slate and the table?"
Zhan Yiyan wrote several square characters on the slate and the table respectively.
Yan Mo saw that he wrote the words Jiuyuan and Yan Mo subconsciously, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up. At the same time, he was sure what the stone was, "Ask Zhimu later. Where did you pick it up, how many are there?"
Zhan asked him in his mind: "Is this stone special?"
"No, it's not special, but it's both a mineral and a medicine. I call it talc. Does it feel smooth and soft when you hold it?"
"have."
"That's right, there are nine out of ten. Talc is a mineral that is very practical. The powder it makes is called talcum powder. It can treat eczema, athlete's foot, prickly heat, etc. In summer, people wear leather skirts, and there will be bruises around the waist and between the legs." Small red itchy pimples are prickly heat, sometimes eczema, and it will be much better if you sprinkle talc powder on it. Especially for babies and children, it is not easy to get skin diseases and epidermis with talcum powder after bathing every day. Parasite."
Attracted by Zhan's actions, Zhimu kept staring at the four square characters, "Is this the language of your tribe?"
"Yes." Zhan said proudly. Even if he forgot something, he knew how to write as soon as he picked up the stone!
"Very strange word." Zhimu commented.
Zhan Leng snorted, "Your handwriting is strange, twisted, ugly, and incomprehensible."
Zhimu didn't argue with him, he sat up straight, his expression became serious and dignified, "Can you really help me revise a successful soul power enhancing potion formula?"
"You can try it first, and then give Yuanjing coins."
Zhimu bit her lip, "A seventh-level Yuanjing coin?"
"If you hadn't helped me a little, I wouldn't have exchanged it for a ninth-level coin, let alone a seventh-level one!"
Of course Zhimu knows how valuable a successful and harmless soul power enhancing potion formula is. There are many intermediate formulas, but those that can really improve soul power are extremely rare, which is why he chose this direction for research. .
"I have a formula now, and I have changed this formula many times, but no matter how I change it, it is difficult to achieve the effect of significantly improving the soul power, and it will also produce some bad effects, er, the negative effects you mentioned .I used a total of sixteen kinds of medicines, three pieces of earthworm, ten pieces of Digupi, six pieces of Schisandra chinensis, five pieces of grass whiskers, and three fingers of Uncaria... "
Yan Mo memorized everything after listening to it once, not to mention the prescription, he first felt that the dosage of some medicines was not right, but he couldn't give a perfect prescription immediately, so he asked Zhan to agree with Zhimu Wu first. Tianhou will give him a new formula that can be used.
A few days later, as they got to know Yincheng better, they knew that Yincheng was an upper city with the fewest affiliated cities and tribes besides Wucheng. Among all the upper cities, Yincheng and Tucheng are the closest, but they are close, and they are separated by five or six hundred miles.
Since the two cities are relatively close, naturally news exchanges are more frequent and timely than other upper cities.
Yan Mo asked Zhan to inquire about it deliberately, and learned that Wucheng had indeed sent several priests and high-ranking fighters to Tucheng, but they did not dare to offend the curse witch, and finally the curse witch brought the juvenile Human-faced Kunpeng left, and before leaving, that human-faced Kunpeng also abducted all the people's characteristic mount Yingzhao, leaving no cubs for Tucheng.
Tucheng suffered a big loss this time, and there was no news of the high priest of their temple going out to do errands, and several high-ranking fighters from other cities did not come back. Regarding this matter, Tucheng sent people to investigate, but nothing seemed to be found, so they had to let it go.
"Jiufeng asked me to save his younger brother, probably those Yingzhaos. It is likely that the Tucheng Temple has some way to control Yingzhao, but Yingzhao doesn't want to be their mount for generations, so he asked Jiufeng." Yan Mo laughed happily, "Although I didn't go, but if we curse the Great Ancestor Wu in the past, it's even easier to release the control of those heroic moves."
"Are you happy?" Zhan then cheered up.
Yan Mo, um, "I miss Jiufeng, I miss my master, I miss my apprentices, Cao Ding, Er Meng, Tiebeilong's family... I miss everything about my Da Jiuyuan, I never thought that I would So in love with home."
"Is Jiuyuan our home?"
"Yes, the home we built together." Brother Yan Mo said with rare emotion.
It's a pity that a certain person is so weak now that he can't deeply understand the great significance of this sentence. When he thinks about it later, he regrets it so much that he was so impulsive for many nights. .
"Then the Ding Yue you told me last time is our enemy?"
"It's not counted at the moment. It can only be said that they are powerful enemies in the future that need to be carefully guarded. It is not suitable for us to confront them first. It is best to let them bite dogs with other city dogs first."
Zhan remembered this sentence.
"Do you think Master and Jiu Feng went back to Jiuyuan first? The old man looks like an old urchin, but he is just like Jiu Feng, a thief! He should know that with his own strength, even with Jiu Feng , is not enough to fight against the entire Tucheng, he probably just wanted to vent his anger and make some money in the past this time." Yan Mo analyzed.
Zhan doesn't remember this passage very well, so he can only listen to what he said.
Yan Mo continued: "The old man should find a way to continue to confirm whether we are still alive, but with Jiu Yuan here, he will definitely not ignore it, because if he really wants to avenge us, he needs a huge and strong force in the rear Support him. If he has no one under his command, then Jiuyuan will be his best choice. Bing and the others will definitely hold back their energy to avenge us. When the old man goes back to Jiuyuan, there will be Bing, Ding Ning and Jiufeng. I'm not worried that the old man won't get the status he deserves, but Yu Wu...I always feel that something will happen between these two."
Hearing Yan Mo's words, some familiar and unfamiliar images floated in Zhan's mind, and he also saw a big fish with a silver-tailed human body!
"I don't know if there is any way to send a letter back. We have to let the old man and the Jiuyuan people know that we are still alive. I don't want to wait for us to go back. Jiuyuan has split or changed his surname altogether. It's a pity that I can't get my pocket now." Come out, otherwise you can take the bone bird to go back first, and then fly back."
Yan Mo was annoyed, his body was still recovering from death, and the guide didn't respond at all. It made him want to try to trick Yuan Zhan to take the initiative to kill a few people, and then see if the guide will punish him.
But I'm afraid that the bastard of the guide will keep the account for him, so I don't say anything for now, and I will settle the account with him after he is resurrected.
Zhan suddenly tapped his head.
Yan Mo woke up, "What?"
"That thing is calling me."
Yan Mo was surprised, he didn't feel it at all, like he felt the call of the orc before. Could it be that the call of that kind can only be accepted by a special or certain spiritual body
One person, one soul body looked at the next door together. The half-orcs were very quiet these two days, neither using their mental power to spy on them, nor letting anyone pass on their messages.
"Do you want to take the initiative to contact him? I think the High Priest of Tucheng is waiting for you to take the initiative to find him."
"No, wait a little longer." Zhan had already realized that his soul and body were incomplete and his mental power was impaired. Under such circumstances, he didn't want to get close to that half-orc with strong mental power at all. And he had taken a great risk by choosing to live next door to the orc.
But the half-orc's patience was obviously not as good as they imagined. Maybe he really didn't have time to wear it down. That night, he used his mental strength to propose a temptation to Zhan that he could hardly refuse.
"The scorched corpse you brought is not completely dead, is it? I can feel a very weak soul power, which is almost entangled with you. At first I ignored it, but different souls Power is different, it is getting stronger little by little, and your soul power can no longer conceal its existence."
Zhan didn't deny it, but anyone could see the coldness and hostility in his eyes, the scorched corpse was his reverse scale, no one could touch it!
Yan Mo also knew that if he lived next door, he couldn't escape the possibility of being watched and noticed, so his mood was much more peaceful than Zhanping.
The half-orc laughed silently, "Do you think I'm threatening you with it? No, I'm telling you a way to make it recover quickly, at least to restore its soul power completely."
Zhan said stiffly: "Methods, conditions."
"The method is that you leave the charred corpse with me, and I guarantee that it will recover much better when you come back." The half-orc smiled slowly, "The condition is... I want you to go to Tucheng to get something. Don't worry, I won't let you die, with your eighth-level soil control ability, it's barely enough. Coupled with some tricks I told you in advance, you have a high probability of success in taking that thing."