All the other cities looked at the Tucheng people together.
Shangcheng, which has always been challenged by new forces, either has enmity with the new forces or is regarded as the weakest.
There was a commotion in the seats in Tucheng, and the two people in the front had the most ugly faces, one was the high priest and the other was the city lord.
At this time, all the people in Tucheng want to tell others loudly: It's not that we are weak, it's that Jiuyuan and we have enmity!
Princess Miaoxiang saw that all the Jiuyuan people appeared at the meeting place, and she couldn't help but regret her decision to leave them when Jiuyuan was in distress. Maybe the leader of this tribe is really strong, so powerful that he can still not get hurt in the encirclement of the six cities. If she can really marry such a man... No, there is no rush, there are quite a few princes and high-ranking god warriors here today, and it seems that other cities have also brought princesses of the right age, obviously intending to marry each other.
She has to take another look, if she can marry other princes from the upper city like Cuiyu's daughter, she won't have to look at other people's faces in the future.
Guizheng, the high priest of Tucheng, burst into temper. Seeing Yuan Zhan's careless gesture of ignoring Tucheng, he was furious immediately, and raised his hand to reprimand something. The snake gall sitting behind him grabbed his hand quickly, Then he quickly winked at the god warrior next to Guizheng.
She Dan let go of his hand, Guizheng turned to reprimand She Dan, and the god warrior beside him whispered in his ear first.
Listening to this, the anger on Guizheng's face subsided a little, and then he pointed at Yuan Zhan's nose and cursed without losing his composure, but the anger in his heart was still hard to dissipate. But... Looking at the young man who was still sleeping in the arms of the leader of Jiuyuan, Guizheng almost laughed out loud. Fortunately, his guardian warrior reminded him, otherwise he would have ignored such a situation that was beneficial to Tucheng.
Guizheng snorted coldly, and said in a strange way: "Want to challenge me in Tucheng? Good! According to the rules, witchcraft is always followed by martial arts. You Jiuyuan are not afraid of death, so the first competition is the sorcerer's sorcery."
The audience was silent for a while, and everyone was guessing who Jiuyuan would send for the first competition. Most people already knew that the young man was the priest of Jiuyuan, but he was unconscious now. How would this competition be carried out
Oh, there is also the eldest prince La Moling from Yincheng. I heard that he is now the servant of Jiuyuan Temple? But will he know the sorcerer's sorcery
At this moment, Yan Mo's eyelids trembled.
Yuan Zhan's arm tightened.
Guizheng was not worried, and deliberately stabbed: "You Jiuyuan won't let the witches replace the competition?"
The curse witch chuckled, "I'm no longer one of the twelve high priests of Wucheng, now I'm from Jiuyuan, why can't I participate in the competition?"
Oh mother! They actually forgot such an important thing! According to the unwritten rules, once the curse witch is kicked out of the position of twelve priests, he will no longer be bound by the Temple of Wucheng. He really can join any force he wants, and he can also participate in the competition on behalf of that force.
Er Meng grinned and laughed, and Yuan Zhan also curled his lips.
The faces of the Tucheng people and people from other forces changed, and Guizheng scolded directly: "Curse Wu, don't be too shameless!" Then he looked in the direction of Wucheng, "Master Wu Xiang, Curse Wu will do this, you Can you allow it?"
The witch elephant raised his finger.
Luo Jue, the third priest of Wucheng, said: "The curse witch is no longer a member of the twelve priests of Wucheng, and his participation in the competition also complies with the rules."
"How is this possible?" Guizheng yelled.
The Tucheng people feel ashamed, but what Guizheng said is what they want to say, and Jiuyuan's chances of winning will undoubtedly become greater when the witch is on the court.
Luo Juehuan looked at the crowd, "Do you all agree that the witch can represent Jiuyuan in the competition?"
No one spoke, obviously no one was willing to have such a powerful opponent as the witch.
"Then," Luo Jue's voice paused, and he turned to Curse Wu, "Curse Wu, are you still willing to come back to the Temple of Wucheng?"
The witch's old eyes narrowed, "You want me to go back? Why?"
Luo Jue ignored him, and asked other Wucheng priests, "Master Wu Xiang proposed to let the curse witch return to the temple, do you have any objections?"
There were quite a few people who disagreed, but even Kuipa didn't speak up easily, and Tucheng was staring at them.
At this time, Anbu from Ancheng spoke, "It would be unfair for Curse Wu to represent Jiuyuan in the competition. If so, it would be better for Master Curse Wu to stay in the Temple of Wucheng."
Hearing the words of An Bu, other people who were thinking about the fruit of witch luck also reacted, yes, the curse witch is in Jiuyuan, it will be more difficult for them to seize the fruit of witch luck, but if he is put back into the witch For the position of the twelve priests of the city, according to the rules of the temple of Wucheng, the curse witch can no longer meddle in Jiuyuan's affairs at will even if he favors Jiuyuan.
Thinking about it this way, Huocheng and Tucheng successively stated that you should go back to the temple of Wucheng to stay.
So before the start of the challenge, in the eyes of others, Jiuyuan's biggest support was broken, and the curse witch who was expelled from the position of the twelve priests of Wucheng was "forced" to return to Wucheng, and re-sit the second priest who had been vacant bit.
This change was unexpected by many of the Twelve Priests of the Wu City. Although they saw that the position of the second priest had been vacant by the Witch Elephant, they always had a heart that it would be filled sooner or later. Now this wish was broken. The most angry ones were Kuipa and other priests who were at odds with the witch. They finally joined forces to drive the witch out of the temple of the witch city. Who would have thought that this person would come back after going out for a circle.
But at this time, the curse witch's return to the temple became "the most popular choice", which made it difficult for them to speak out against it.
The curse witch acted like a good boy, sitting in the position of the second priest with a face of reluctance, "Mother, let me go as soon as you let me go, and come back as soon as you let me come back, you people are too shameless! Don't you all look at it?" My apprentice is young, do you want to bully him? I'm ugly, who dares to... "
"Little Curse Witch." Lord Wu Xiang spoke.
The witch shut up and didn't finish his threat.
After this unexpected episode ended, Luo Jue, the third priest of Wucheng, then announced: "Jiuyuan challenged Tucheng. The first match is a witchcraft competition for witches. Tucheng is the challenged party, and you can come up with the questions first."
Guizheng laughed, without thinking, beckoned a slave to come forward, and asked him to stretch out his hands, "See, these slaves' hands are so dirty that they can never be washed clean, especially the slaves who are responsible for slaughtering and cutting meat. Hands and nails... Tsk tsk! The topic of my Tucheng witchcraft competition is that your shamans in Jiuyuan must perform witchcraft on the spot to make the hands of these slaves clean. Nothing about their bodies."
Shedan frowned, and slowly retracted the hand he wanted to stop the high priest. Before coming here, he had already memorized all the rules of the Ninetowns competition, and thought that Ninetowns would challenge them, and as the challenged party, he had the advantage of asking questions. He and a few of his confidants had already discussed what questions to ask, but the high priest He was so headstrong that he made a problem by himself without discussing it with them.
However, if you think about the content of the topic carefully, it seems simple, but it is actually extremely difficult, and this topic is quite remote. Even the twelve priests of Wucheng may not be able to come up with suitable witchcraft on the spot.
The other people in the upper city obviously had the same idea. At first they thought Guizheng's question was a joke, but after careful consideration, the priests of the various cities found that this kind of witchcraft was really difficult to perform, and they had no idea at all.
Guizheng is proud, and this problem is also his daily headache. He hates the dirty slaves, but no matter how hard he beats them, he can't make them clean himself up to his satisfaction. He also thought about practicing It is necessary to make related witch medicines, but the refined ones always have no good effect.
Yan Mo, who was lying in Yuan Zhan's arms, smiled, Tucheng didn't inquire about the news carefully, and Princess Miaoxiang lived in Jiuyuan for two months, but she didn't find that Jiuyuan already had the most primitive decontamination products.
Luo Jue, the third priest of Wucheng, glanced in the direction of Jiuyuan, "Tucheng has now come up with a question. According to the old rules, Jiuyuan must perform the relevant witchcraft within one call of the time-telling bird. If there is not enough time, then tell the method. The twelve high priests of Wucheng jointly decide whether it is feasible and how effective it is. If the required medicinal herbs are not prepared, you can ask Wucheng."
The Tucheng people thought that the curse witch would go back to the temple. As the twelve priests, he also had the right to judge the process and results of the comparison test, but no matter what he thought, it was better than him directly participating in the competition. The Tucheng people who felt that they had taken advantage of it all laughed.
The others also looked at Jiuyuan to see how they would deal with this problem in the absence of witches.
In the past five years, besides trying to adapt to his own abilities and improve his soul power, La Moling also learned some common sense about medicine from Yan Mo. Seeing that Yan Mo didn't wake up, whenever he moved his body, he would wait to take on this difficult problem.
"Buzz!" A bee with the size of a thumb made a cross in front of him with a bee dance.
La Moling's butt fell to the ground again, feeling relieved.
Yan Mo also sat up slowly at this time, left Yuan Zhan's embrace, and sat down next to him.
Uh? Woke up? Isn't this little guy pretending to be unconscious all the time? is it necessary
Of course Yan Mo would not explain to them the reason for his drowsiness, he just asked Yuan Zhan for details in a low voice, afraid that he might miss something in front of him.
After listening to Yuan Zhan, Yan Mo stroked his chin. He always felt that the Twelve Priests of Wucheng or that Lord Wuxiang was planning something. He asked the curse witch to go back to Wucheng probably not for the sake of fairness, but because it was very likely in his plan. You need to curse the witch to go back.
But what the witch elephant is planning, Yan Mo can't conclude now, the curse witch returns to Wucheng, thinking about it carefully, it won't do any harm to Jiuyuan, maybe there will be benefits.
Others thought that Jiuyuan's wizard competition relied on the witch, but they never planned to let the witch take action from the beginning.
The witch is also aware of his apprentice's strength. He complains on his face, but is extremely happy in his heart. He just waits for his apprentice to transform in a second so that everyone's eyes will drop!
Yan Mo got up, stretched his arms, kicked his legs, turned his waist, turned his head, and moved his whole body. After lying down for two days, his bones became stiff.
Others, "..." Is this witchcraft
Yan Mo raised his hand towards Wu Cheng, "Everyone, I have a small question, should we and Tucheng each ask this kind of question?"
Luo Jue: "Yes."
Yan Mo flexed his wrist, "Very good. Let that slave come over."
The Tucheng slave looked carefully at the High Priest Guizheng, with a sly smile on his face, Gui asked someone to give a piece of fat, and asked the slave to wipe his hands carefully with the fat until it looked extremely shiny, highlighting the thickness of his hands Thick smudges, Guizheng waved the slave into the middle open space.
As soon as the slave entered the open space, Luo Jue announced: "The time for the competition begins to count now!"
A time-telling bird that had been trained flew to the column. This time-telling bird sang first, and it was exactly an hour later that it sang again.
Yuan Zhan grabbed Yan Mo's hand, Yan Mo squeezed it back hard, and walked into the middle of the open space generously.
Yan Mo didn't intend to show so many people the soap making process in public. Since it's a witchcraft competition, let's make it look particularly witchcraft!
In fact, the most primitive soap in Jiuyuan was not made by Yan Mo first, but just like the origin of soap, a female coolie accidentally dropped sheep oil into the ashes while cooking for other coolies , when she went to wash her hands, she found that the washing was very clean, so she secretly left the mixed sheep oil, plant ash, and later discovered, the female coolie was afraid of being punished, so she argued that it was a gift from God.
Because it involved a gift from the gods, this matter was reported to him layer by layer in the end, and he remembered that he hadn't popularized the soap yet. In fact, when he discovered Suaeda salsa, he used soda ash, oil, and some traditional Chinese medicine and spices to agglomerate it as soap. But he had too many things to do later, and after teaching Wu Chen the simple method of making soap, he didn't care about it anymore. And Wu Chen may think that such things are very precious, but he didn't pass them on, and he didn't notice.
Afterwards, in the name of God, he publicly removed the female coolie's status as a coolie, officially made her a Jiuyuan citizen, and rewarded her with a house in the outer city village.
The other Nine Elements villagers and coolies were envious and envious of such a practical prize, which also inspired them to work harder and try to discover and invent in their lives. Even Yuan Zhan liked to take soldiers and students to the nearby forest Walk around and see if you can find some more goodies.
Later, he simply drew and explained the appearance and characteristics of the saponin tree, which also grows in the north, unlike the fat bead, which only grows in the south. Soon, Yuan Zhan found the saponin tree for him on the way.
With soap locusts, it is easier to make raw soap. Although the yield of oil and alkali is greater, it is simpler to make it with saponins, and it does not harm the environment much. As for the additives produced by making soap, such as nitroglycerin, Yan Mo does not know how to decompose and refine them, nor does he know how to ensure the stability of nitroglycerin, so he can only ignore all these additives. With the ability of environmental protection, it doesn't matter whether there are explosives or not.
He had the soap-making ingredients ready in his pocket, and all he wanted to do now was how to make the process more like witchcraft.
Looking up and seeing the slave trembling with nervousness, a flash of inspiration flashed in Yan Mo's mind, and he smiled very gently at the slave, saying: "Son, don't be afraid, the God of the Earth will bless you."
The slave, who was over forty years old, went limp and fell to his knees. He was not influenced by the gentleness of the little priest of Jiuyuan, he just felt scared when he saw these high-ranking people, and he had never seen any high-ranking people, especially the priest would smile so gently and amiably at him.
He is really scared! Afraid that this little priest would directly sacrifice him to the God of the Earth, "Wuuu, my lord, please, don't chop off my hand!"