The silent and oppressive atmosphere in the room made people feel flustered. The half-orc was sitting on the bed, and the two black holes without eyelids were facing the direction of the battle.
"Don't reject him immediately." Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Yan Mo immediately reminded, "Ask him what it is, what are its benefits, how to get to Tucheng, and if there is any other helper."
Ke Zhan didn't ask anything, he didn't even hide his disgust and disgust, and said coldly to the half-orc: "I hate people threatening me the most." Especially Namer threatening me!
"I said that this is not a threat, you can treat it as a transaction that is beneficial to both parties, even if you can help me get that thing back, I will not only help you restore the body of the scorched corpse, but I can also tell you the eighth level The training method for upgrading to the ninth level."
"Deal? Okay, help me restore him first. As long as he recovers enough to breathe and stand up and walk, I will help you go to Tucheng to get that thing."
"Oh, I can't run away, but you can." The orc also said he didn't believe him.
Zhan raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, "Although I forgot some things, I haven't become a fool. You don't do me any favors, but you want me to put the most important person by your side, and you want me to do it for you." Something so dangerous?"
Yan Mo remained silent, no further reminders. Although Yuan Zhan was mentally damaged, he was still an excellent leader in essence. If someone wants to take advantage of him, it really depends on whether he wants to take advantage of that person.
The half-orc didn't feel uncomfortable when his plan was exposed, he smiled, "I haven't finished my sentence, if you are willing to go, I will help you raise the power of soil control to level nine, you don't have to worry about your body being unable to bear it, I can feel that your body is very powerful, and it contains more than eight levels of energy, all I do is help you stimulate this energy in advance, and it will not harm you."
Zhan sneered, "Even if I don't need you to inspire me, I can still become a ninth-level fighter."
"Are you sure? Without correct and effective exercises, even if the energy in your body exceeds the top level of level eight, it will not break through to level nine, and the excess energy will only return to the embrace of God. Otherwise, why do you think fighters above level nine in this world would So little? Or do you have an upgrade method?" The half-orc's last question was a little lighter than his previous tone, but if you didn't pay special attention, you wouldn't notice it.
"I do not remember."
Zhan's words almost suffocated the half-orc to death, but the other party's expression did not seem to be lying.
Zhan turned around, "I don't care if I can upgrade or not, my condition is that, you restore my people first, and I will help you do things according to the situation. Before you think it through, don't come to me again. Don't try to use your Soul power to control me, you should find that you can't control me, otherwise you are not negotiating terms with me now."
The position is reversed, and the passive becomes the active one. The half-orc laughed strangely, this dual-line warrior with a wounded soul and body was even more difficult to deal with than he expected. When did those tribal savages become so smart
Moreover, this tribal savage is not only smart but also greedy, and he refuses to approach him desperately. Even if ordinary people have doubts about him, they will be swayed by the temptation of great benefits, not to mention those stupid warriors who are so excited that they don't care about anything when they hear him say that they want to recruit disciples.
Yan Mo's mood was a bit complicated. He watched the animal battle slowly recover from the silent savage to the tree boy Azhan jumping up words, and then evolved from the tree boy to the well-organized and deceiving dual-line god warrior battle, and then there was no sound. The ground became the current leader of Jiuyuan, Yuanzhan, who he is most familiar with.
It stands to reason that he should be very happy that Yuan Zhan has recovered, but he finds that he misses the stupid and cute tree boy A Zhan before, will he see Yuan Zhan so stupid and cute again in the future
Yuan Zhan's true mood when he left the orc's bedroom was not as relaxed as he had shown just now.
He wanted to stay in Yincheng, he wanted to stay in the temple, because here he and Mo recovered faster than other places, and he could earn a lot of Yuanjing coins from those priests and servants.
Generally speaking, the atmosphere in Sound City is not bad. Although the priests in the temple also have intrigues, most of them are simple people who want to improve their abilities. The food in Yincheng is also more delicious, and the variety is more abundant. This city seems to be very popular with merchants from all over the world. It is often seen that priests and servants bring some medicinal herbs from the south or north.
But if he continues to stay in Yincheng, the High Priest of Tucheng will be his biggest obstacle. He said the orc couldn't control him, but true...
"Mo, isn't that person's mind control very powerful?"
"Ok."
"Are you helping me in front?"
"Nonsense, who else is it if it's not me? That half-orc's application of mental power is not as detailed as his control of the soil. When he 'summons' you, he doesn't even consider whether your injured mental body can withstand his huge mental power." Not to mention that he deliberately seduces you, no matter whether the temptation is successful or not, it will be a kind of harm to your mental body. If you let him succeed or do it a few more times, you may not even be able to maintain your own consciousness in the future. "
"That means that guy has no good intentions."
"There is only one curse witch, and even if he accepts an apprentice, he made a curse and passed it on to me, and set a bunch of tests for me. If I can't crack it, let alone be his apprentice now, maybe I won't know what happened that day. Unlucky." When Yan Mo said this, something suddenly flashed through his mind, what did the old man cursed say that day, that the curse he passed on to the jailer could only affect some ordinary people with less than one level of mental strength? So why is he affected
If the so-called influence he felt was actually just a coincidence, after all, the roads in Heitu City happened to be slippery at that time, and it was normal for people in Heitu City to defecate anywhere, so it was normal for him to almost slip and step on a landmine, so why did he Let the Faith Points help him lift the curse, and the Faith Points are indeed deducted by 200 points
Yan Mo had a guess, and this guess made him very angry, because he probably wasted two hundred very precious faith points for nothing.
He guessed that he was indeed cursed by that unlucky day, just like someone brought a cold virus to the company, some people with poor constitution and weak resistance will be infected, but some people are healthy and strong, even if the virus enters the body won't work.
And he asked faith points to remove the curse, which was equivalent to asking faith points to help him expel those viruses that did not work for him but did exist. To put it bluntly, he actually spent two hundred faith points to buy a bowl of ginger soup.
"Mo?" Yuan Zhan faintly sensed Yan Mo's emotions, seemed very upset
Yan Mo came back to his senses, "The old man is full of enemies all over the world, and he likes to cause trouble. Being his apprentice is equivalent to constantly wiping his ass. So why is it so easy for you to find a master? And he happens to be the enemy of our enemy? There is no such thing as a free lunch, and I have always believed in this saying.”
"I don't believe him either, but if he really continues to tempt me with spiritual power, and even directly destroy my soul, can you resist it?"
"I don't know if it's possible." Yan Mocheng said, "But I think dealing with that person's mental strength seems to be good for me. My mental strength is increasing a little bit. Is this equivalent to training?"
Even so, Yuan Zhan still didn't want to put Mo in danger, he had to find another way to break through, "What do you think Lan Yin, the high priest of Yincheng, thinks of that high priest of Tucheng?"
"You want to find him as a breakthrough? That Lanyin hides his emotions very deeply." Yan Mo thought for a moment, then said: "I don't think the relationship between him and that High Priest of Tucheng can be judged simply by whether there is friendship. Do you remember what the High Priest of Tucheng said before? He said that Yincheng owed him a favor, not someone in Yincheng, but the entire Yincheng."
Yuan Zhan paused slightly, "If I were the city lord and high priest of Sound City, I definitely don't want to have a long-term debt benefactor, especially if the other party is likely to drag the entire Sound City into his personal grievances."
Then he looked up at the quiet and ninth-floor space that was most yearned for by all the priests, and the sarcasm in the corner of his mouth became more serious, "The high priest of Tucheng still lives on the ninth floor of the Yincheng Temple, even in such a sacred place." He made a secret passage for himself in the mysterious temple, and now he can let us live on the ninth floor too. If you were the high priest of Sound City, would you be able to bear it?"
Yan Mo thought that if Jiuyuan also built a temple in the future, he would never let outsiders live in it, except for studying and class. Then, even if there is a great kindness in the Yincheng Temple to let an outsider live in the most sacred ninth floor, is it really willing
Yuan Zhan planned to find the high priest of Yincheng, but he couldn't just come to him. He didn't want the orcs to notice his plan.
It's a pity that the high priest has never appeared in front of him since he looked for him once.
Just when Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo were thinking about how to meet the high priest naturally without making people suspicious, an opportunity came to their door.
And the beginning of this opportunity stems from Yan Mo's whim...
In the next few days, the lives of Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo can be described as peaceful, except that Yuan Zhan was a little busy urging plants to trade Yuanjing coins.
As expected before the original battle, within a few days, his reputation for giving birth to herbal medicine was completely spread. After knowing the identity of his distinguished guest, ordinary priests would not dare to ask him for help directly, but luckily he stayed and could Through Zhimu's signal to look for him, those people who dared not look for him all found Zhimu.
Now in the entire temple, except for a few people who have not come out of retreat, almost no one knows that there is a hybrid of the Longevity Wood Race who can produce medicine without losing its medicinal properties. Yuan Zhan also fully understands what it means to live with rare goods. Now it's not others who come to bargain with him, but how much he says, others have to pay, otherwise he won't pick it up, anyway, he's almost overwhelmed.
Lamor sent over the fruit she said could protect the throat.
After strict inspection by Yan Mo, the fruit is undoubtedly Pang Haihai, and Pang Haihai cannot be regarded as a fruit, it should be said to be a seed. But it is a pity that these seeds have not only been dried in the sun, but also stored for a long time, and they have no vitality at all.
Lamour expressed regret.
Yan Mo didn't want to waste this upper-level route. Through Yuan Zhan's mouth, he told the princess about the common sense of using Pang Dahai, and at the same time gave the princess a formula of herbal tea to protect her throat.
Princess Lamor was surprised by this, "I know that the Longevity Wood Clan is amazing, but I didn't expect that you are not only a powerful warrior, but also have the skills of a priest."
Yuan Zhan patted the basket on his back with his backhand, "The priest of our clan is here."
Princess Lamor's eyes widened. Of course she had heard what was in the rattan basket, "... is he still alive?"
Yuan Zhan's answer was simple and vague: "He is a priest."
Yan Mole, yo, have you remembered that I am your priest
After hearing these four words, Lamor actually accepted this reason. Priests in this world are always the most mysterious group of people. She even stood up and made a salute, "Honorable Priest, please forgive my rudeness before. I didn't know your existence at that time. May you recover soon under the favor of the gods."
Yuan Zhan was very satisfied with the little girl's attitude, "The prescription just now is for you, and I don't want your Yuanjing coin."
"Thank you." La Moore smiled, and she decided to ask someone to make the herbal tea on the prescription when she went back. Of course, she would find someone to try it out first.
He said he didn't want Yuanjing coins, but Lamor still left a bag of 100 secondary coins when he left. It was only after Yan Mo had been in Yincheng for a long time that he realized that one hundred second-level coins was a relatively moderate price for a small potion formula, neither too much nor too little.
Yuan Zhan soaked the newly collected Yuanjing coins in clear water, wiped them off one by one with a clean cloth, and put them into the rattan basket one by one.
Yan Mo had a sudden idea: "Actually, we shouldn't be spawning plants. We should sell medicines directly. Selling finished products is always more cost-effective than selling raw materials. Grass coral lozenges and watermelon frost lozenges will definitely be popular in Yincheng." welcome."
Yuan Zhan heard unfamiliar words, "What are grass coral and watermelon? What are lozenges?"
"Grass coral is a medicinal herb, watermelon... ah, I want to eat watermelon! Is there watermelon in this world? There should be, right?" Yan Mo's saliva was about to flow out, the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it.
Yuan Zhan, who had never eaten watermelon, didn't think about it, "Have you finished the medicine formula you promised to give Zhimu? Today seems to be the fifth day you promised."
"It's almost there. It should work. I don't know the effect without actual verification." Yan Mo sighed, "It would be great if the laboratory could be used. Why can't the mental body use the laboratory when the body dies? Could it be that the guide is bound Is it the body and not my soul?"
"Mo, I don't understand what you're talking about." Yuan Zhan poked the charred corpse's teeth, and opened his mouth to take a look. The color inside was much better than before.
"I said that the gods of the ancestors gave them all cheats, and I don't know how long I will have to wait to recover from this situation." Tiantian's soul-like silent soul is also very annoying about his state.
Yuan Zhan touched the scorched corpse's head, Mo Mo's scorched black skin began to fall off, he didn't even want to throw it away, and collected them all, "If someone had a lot of Yuanjing coins, where would he put them?"
"Why are you asking this?" Yan Mo answered casually, "Normally people have valuable things that they hide in secret caves or bury in the ground."
"Is this also the case with the Lord of Sound City?"
Yan Mo was startled, and came back to his senses: "Uh, you don't have the kind of thoughts I think, do you?"
"You mean that I plan to steal the Yuanjing coins of the Lord of Sound City?" Yuan Zhan's lips curled up.
Yan Mo immediately said seriously: "I think it is impossible for the Lord of Yincheng not to consider you soil-controlling fighters who can walk through the earth and rocks when he is hiding the coins."
"You need a lot of energy. And I don't want to build walls for Sound City."
"Then let's sell finished medicine. We have already received a lot of herbs on hand. You don't have to worry about raw materials first. In fact, selling bone utensils is the most profitable. Unfortunately, you don't know how to do it. It takes a lot of time to teach you, so it's not as good as finished medicine. Simple."
Yuan Zhan reminded him, "I don't know how to make medicine either."
"Creating medicine is much easier than refining bone tools. I'll teach you, and you will be able to master it soon. If you can't do it, you can find Zhimu. That person has spent half his life researching medicine, and making some medicine pills, ointments and herbal teas will definitely not work." Question." The more Yan Mo thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was good.
Seeing that Yan Mo was interested, Yuan Zhan didn't want to flatter him, "What kind of medicine are you going to make?"
Yan Mo was in high spirits, "Those who protect their throats must be counted. In addition, I think the terrain here is like a basin. Although the northeast is still relatively humid, the people here must be troubled by skin diseases such as eczema and prickly heat. They also have talc here. Mine, I can make medicinal talcum powder by adding some herbs, which is the simplest and most cost-effective. There are also commonly used anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicines, bone-strengthening and tendon-renewing trauma medicines, etc.”
Yan Mo suddenly thought of something, "Have you put away all my scorched skin?"
"Ok."
"I don't know if there is any special effect..."
"What special effect?"
Yan Mo couldn't hold back anymore, "Although it's all burnt, it's still the flesh that fell from my body, and there should be some medicinal properties left, I think."
Yuan Zhan frowned, "What do you want to do? I don't agree."
"You still don't know what I want to do, and you don't agree?" Yan Mo couldn't help but laugh, "It's just some burnt skin, you can't eat it if you keep it... Hey, I warn you, if you dare to eat them, don't think about me in the future Eating at the same table with you makes me sick!"
"Then it won't be disgusting to eat it for others?" Yuan Zhan felt that even a hair of his priest should belong to him.
"Don't be so perverted, please? What I mean is that if you grind them into powder and mix them into medicine, it might improve the efficacy of the medicine. It's just like a boy's urine can be used as medicine, but you can't drink it as a drink."
This time it was Yuan Zhan's turn to twitch the corner of his mouth, "Can a boy's urine be used as medicine?"
"There are many dirty things that can be used as medicine, such as Ziheche is the placenta, Yemingsha is bat droppings, bezoar is cow gallstones, Goubao is the indigestible hair lumps in the dog's stomach, and musk is from male musk deer. Gonadal secretions, Mabao is also called horse dung stone, it smells like horse urine when it burns, and there are many other things. But these are medicinal materials and cannot be eaten directly, and the scorched skin that falls off my body is the same!"
In order to ensure that a certain animal would not eat indiscriminately, Yan Mo said solemnly: "Using my shed burnt skin as medicine is also good for me. The ancestor gods will use this to subtract the sins you and I have committed."
Yuan Zhan hummed, but didn't retort. He vaguely remembered that his Mo seemed to have told him something similar.
So, with Yuan Zhan's acquiescence, Yan Mo, who was unwilling to let go of the scorched skin on his body in order to reduce the value of scum, boldly messed around, and then accidentally caused an accident.