Of course Yogi didn't want to. Seeing Yuan Zhan's unfriendly eyes, he seemed to want to try to stab him, cursed twice, and moved back.
Yan Mo also stopped chasing this person, he was not interested in beating dogs in the water, maybe most of the priests present wanted to earn a life and death for the title of the first priest, it would be best to crush all the competitors to death, But he didn't care about this false name for a long time.
All his current goals are to reduce the value of scum!
As for the attitude of the priests of these forces...
Yan Mo sneered. In his previous life, he participated in various medical and pharmaceutical conferences and seminars. Didn't doctors in other countries criticize Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine in various ways? The most hateful thing is that while criticizing and suppressing, they are secretly learning, wishing to analyze all the ingredients of the formula into quark units.
To put it bluntly, it's just a matter of position.
The more than ten forces here are said to be cities, but aren't they actually countries in disguise
Jiuyuan belongs to the new forces, how could other established forces allow them to stand out easily, if there were no witches and witches to support him, he would not doubt that other forces would join forces to suppress them, even if they had a good impression of them. .
So no matter what happens to him, he will not be surprised, and it is also impossible for these people to use these competitions to restrain him!
Well, he didn't intend to follow the rules in the first place!
Yan Mo said with a good-tempered smile: "Since some people are not willing to test the properties of the second witch medicine I prepared, then let's move on to the next round."
wait! We want to see it!
High Priest Chaoge and the others almost shouted out.
You said that you specifically disclosed all the ingredients of the formula, and the medicine was also refined. At this time, if you don’t want to test the effect of the medicine, isn’t it purely to let us scratch our heads? At the very least, you have to tell me how and how much to use the medicine, right
Yan Mo said "ah", "By the way, although I can't test it on the spot, but since it is refined, I still say that the effect is good. This medicine is called Qubaiyao. It can be used not only to stop bleeding from trauma, but also to treat traumatic injuries Injury is more effective. It can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, reduce inflammation and swelling, and can expel pus and detoxify. It can be used for many diseases and injuries. As for the usage and dosage, each disease is slightly different. In addition, there is more than one formula of Qu Baiyao. The properties of the medicine are relatively mild, and there are stronger and better ones, but the herbs used are poisonous to a certain extent, if the dosage is wrong... I won’t talk about the details, everyone will announce the results of the competition.”
Everyone: ... You did it on purpose, right
Yuan Zhan smiled secretly.
The curse witch rolled his eyes, and yelled in cooperation with his apprentice: "Okay, okay, since Kuipa and the others don't want to waste any more time, let's move on quickly, come on, let's talk about which priests can enter the next stage." Let's have a competition."
Quipa... liver hurts! What are you looking at me for? Didn't the little priest tell you the recipe? If you want to know the effect and how to use it, just go back and think about it slowly!
Everyone stared: If you don't look at who are you looking at? Although I know that the little priest did it on purpose, but if you hadn't intervened, wouldn't he have used all the witchcraft
Luo Jue coughed, clapped his hands thunderously, and signaled the judging priests to quickly come up with a result.
More than 20 priests who participated in the judging were all crowded in front of the Wucheng stands, and everyone quarreled for the ranking.
The medicine witch spoke dryly, and finally couldn't take it anymore, he quickly grabbed Luo Jue's small speaker, and shouted: "Quiet me! All follow the rules! There are three points in the results of the witch medicine competition, first, refining Time, if it is completed within one hour, it is considered to meet the requirements. Second, it depends on the dosage, the less the dosage, the higher the ranking. Third, it depends on the effect, whoever stops bleeding faster, heals faster, and has less toxicity will be ranked higher.”
The first point, all eleven priests have achieved.
The second point, even if some priests don't want to admit it, they can't deny it in front of everyone. The Jiuyuan witch medicine is obviously used in the least amount, so they used two small spoonfuls of fingernails for a big wound.
The third point, this is the most controversial, everyone said that their priest's witchcraft works the best, at least the blood from the wounds of the slaves has all stopped.
The witch suggested that those who could not see the degree of healing of the wounds should wipe off all the powder on the wounds of the slaves to see the healing effect, but Kuipa and others disagreed.
Some priests knew well that the witch medicine of their own priests might stop the bleeding, but if it was wiped off, the blood might flow out again. Even if there was no bleeding, the degree of healing might not be as good as that of Jiuyuan.
"Raise your hands and vote." Yao Wu sighed, then turned to Luo Jue and shouted: "Find someone to come over and record. Remember to bring a larger stone slab."
"wait!"
Everyone was surprised and looked at Yan Mo together. Many people thought: What kind of moth is going to come out of this little thing
Yan Mo smiled kindly, "Everyone, I have better things for you to record than slate."
Yuan Zhan put his hand on his pocket, and a small wooden board appeared.
Yuan Zhan grabbed the board and lifted it, and saw that the board was about one foot square and tied a stack of paper with holes drilled with a string, and a pen was tied to it.
Yan Mo smiled, "Paper is made by dwarves, whoever uses it will know."
The others were still hesitating, but the witch had already come and took the pen and paper. He also had paper, but he cherished it very much and would not use it easily, unlike his disciple who used such precious paper to wipe his ass!
But the specially made soft paper really feels much better than leaves and wood chips. After he used it once, it became a luxury!
Yan Mo knew what he was thinking just by looking at his master's expression. The old man probably wanted to show off the convenient straw paper to other priests, but he was worried that showing off too much would cause trouble for Jiuyuan. Now he took the initiative to take the paper When I took out the pen, I knew there was no need to worry about it. Probably when I was resting later, the old man would deliberately use the straw paper to show others... His master can really do this kind of thing!
Yan Mo couldn't help laughing, when he first came, going to the toilet was one of the most troublesome things, the effect of using leaves was too bad!
But later he found out that the primitive people were actually much smarter than he imagined. They either didn't wipe their buttocks, or they didn't use leaves and wood chips at a low level, but they used bones!
It is the kind of bone with a round and smooth head. The smooth and round end is used for wiping, and then the grass blades are used to wipe the dirt off the bone, and then the bone is used to wipe the buttocks. Can be wiped clean. Finally, the bones can be used repeatedly after washing with water, how good
Even now, Jiuyuan has started to supply soft papyrus, but many people are still used to using bones, not to mention that now every household has a water source, and the toilet is at home. Take a basin of water and put it in the toilet, and the bones can be washed in the water after use. , more convenient and quick.
Not much gossip, Yan Mo signaled the witch to write the names of the eleven priests on the paper first, and then draw orthographic characters on the back according to the number of people voting with a show of hands.
Yao Wu was very curious, and was the first to come over to see how to use the pen and paper, and even snatched it to try it himself.
Sure enough, if you don’t try it, you won’t know, but once you try it, you will know the benefits of paper and pen!
As a result, before counting the results, all the judging priests observed and tested the paper and pen first. Because Tucheng had obtained it before, he had a look of no surprise on his face.
No matter how jealous and admiring some people are, needless to say, paper and pens are so popular, and the "good life" of dwarves is coming soon...
When the show of hands was over, the word "positive" became popular again. This is obviously much better than drawing vertical bars, at least it won't make you dizzy and it's easy to count.
Combining the statistical results of the second and third rules, Jiuyuan won the first place because of its small dosage, quick and obvious effect.
There was a short break between the first round and the second round of the competition. Many forces came to visit Jiuyuan in a fair manner. Most people were asking how much paper and pens they brought and how much they could trade, but they also had Some cheeky ones just came up and asked where the dwarf tribe was.
For the former, Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan received friendly reception and made a preliminary agreement on the transaction. For the latter, the two directly offered a high price, and traded if they were willing to trade, and pulled down if they were not willing.
Some people also came to ask for advice on the usage and dosage of Qu Baiyao. These people did not ask for advice for nothing. They all brought certain items in exchange. Yan Mo was not picky about the items in exchange. Whether it was Yuanjing or herbal medicines, he accepted them all. Focus on explaining the contraindications and usage of Qubaiyao to these people.
This explanation made him reduce his scum value by nearly two hundred points again, not much, but better than nothing. But in the future, once these people make up Qubaiyao for people to use, or teach it to others, they will be returned to Yan Mo with associated scum points, and this number will be huge.
In the commentary, the second round of witch medicine competition came soon, this time the competition was for witch medicine to improve soul power or heal soul power damage.
Luo Jue clapped his hands: "Everyone, soul power and witchcraft are rare and rare, and everyone's soul power is different and it is not easy to see. Therefore, we only have one healed person in this competition, and he is the Lord of the Fengcheng City. Yao."
City Lord Fengyao, who was sitting in the stands of Fengcheng, nodded to everyone, and said in a flat voice: "I think many people already know that I was injured in a surprise attack, and I haven't recovered yet. My lord priests, if The witchcraft you have refined is useful to me, besides you can win this competition, Fengcheng will also give out three non-attribute ninth-level Yuanjing coins as rewards."
Three ninth-level Yuanjing coins!
This reward is not unreasonable, but it is the lord of Fengcheng City. Since he was injured, he must have invited many priests to see him, and he must have used a lot of witchcraft to heal the damage of soul power, but so far his soul power has not Fully healed.
Under such circumstances, how could it be possible to refine a better witch medicine in only two hours
Many witch medicine priests who participated in the competition planned to give up. Some of them had also refined witch medicine for Feng Yao before. If it worked, Feng Yao would not specifically disclose his injury in the party to ask for medicine.
But giving up in the heart does not mean giving up, even if the witch medicine they refined is useless to Feng Yao, as long as the effect is recognized by the judging priest, it is still possible to change the ranking of the first round of competition results.
Just when everyone was about to start refining medicine, the little priest of Jiuyuan spoke again: "Master Fengyao, if you don't mind, can you let me see the damage of your soul power first?"
Feng Yao has nothing to do, "Why?"
Yan Mo laughed, "The medicine must be right for the symptoms. If it is not right for the symptoms, no matter how good the medicine is, it will be useless."
"...Then come here."
Yuan Zhan sat on the stone couch with Yan Mo in his arms and had no intention of getting up.
Yan Mo turned his head, "What are you doing?"
Yuan Zhan had no expression on his face, "He won't come here by himself? His soul power is damaged, not his legs and feet are broken."
The voice was neither high nor low, Feng Yao heard it clearly, and smiled when he heard the words, "You are right, I asked someone to look at the wound, how can I sit still?"
"The city lord!"
"His Majesty!"
The soldiers of Fengcheng disagreed. Feng Yao's soul power was damaged, and his ability was also greatly affected. No one in Fengcheng wanted their city lord to risk himself, even if the danger was extremely low.
Feng Yao raised his hand, indicating that he had made up his mind, got up immediately, and walked towards the Jiucheng stands under the guard of two soldiers.
Fengyao is not very old, about 20 years old, and he is the youngest among all the city lords. He has thin lips, a hooked nose, sword eyebrows, three white eyes, two pointed ears, and a fierce face, but he can be regarded as a handsome man.
"Beautiful than you." Yan Mo finished his careful inspection and commented on his livestock.
Yuan Zhan was unhappy, he didn't like all races with wings, Feng Yao didn't have wings, but his aquiline nose reminded him of Nine Winds when he saw it, coupled with the other party's blood ability, he was pleasing to the eye It's strange.
At this time, Yan Mo's words "better than you" added fuel to the fire, even though he knew that his priest was teasing him, he was still upset!
Feng Yao walked up the steps and stood still, "I'm here, what do you think?"
Yan Mo sat in Yuan Zhan's arms, and simply said: "Give me your hand, and I will use my soul power to enter your body to investigate, don't resist."
The two guards called Fengyao to stop in a low voice, they did not agree to let other people's soul power enter Fengyao's body, this move is too dangerous!
As long as they are high-level fighters or priests, and they are not particularly trustworthy, no one will be willing to open their souls to others, let alone let the other party's soul power enter for inspection. Only the tribal priests of this new force don't know about this taboo. You can see that no one in other competition priests has asked for this.
Feng Yao shook his head, raised his voice and said: "Master Mo Wu is right. The medicine must be suitable for the disease. I don't know how to refine the witch medicine that suits me if I don't know the damage of my soul power. How many priests have participated in the competition? I have checked my injuries, and my condition has not changed from before, and other priests can come to check if necessary. However, there is one thing I need to declare first. "
Yan Mo: "Please tell me."
Feng Yao turned around and said to everyone: "My soul sea is a bit special now. Since I was injured, my soul power has become very violent. Sometimes even I can't control it. A healing priest tried to enter my soul before. Hai checked, but his soul power was injured as soon as he penetrated into it, and the priests after that did not dare to directly enter the mixed sea, so they could only look around. Therefore, if you want to see if my soul power is damaged The situation is fine, but if your soul power has not yet reached level eight, I suggest you better give up, lest your soul power be injured and you will not even be able to participate in the subsequent competitions."
When Feng Yao said this, several witch medicine priests who had originally planned to sit down one after another, their level of refining medicine may be the best among their forces, but this does not mean that his force and soul power are also the strongest, let alone Soul power is eighth level, and some people can only touch the edge of sixth level.
Feng Yao turned around again, "Master Mo Wu, do you still want to check my soul power?"
"Of course, otherwise, how can we treat the symptom?" Yan Mo signaled Feng Yao to stretch out his wrist as if he hadn't noticed the four characters of the eighth level of soul power, and stop dawdling.
Feng Yao stared at the young man for a long time, "I heard that there is a young human-faced Kunpeng in your tribe?"
"You mean Nine Winds?"
"It turns out that his name is Jiufeng. Say hello to him for me. Fengcheng will always be a friend of the human-faced Kunpeng clan." Feng Yao stretched out his right hand.
Yan Mo smiled and agreed, but he didn't treat Fengcheng as an ally in a self-indulgent way. What people value is the human face of the Kunpeng clan, not Jiuyuan. If you want Fengcheng to regard Jiuyuan as an ally, Jiuyuan must be strong enough, and this is left to his family's animals. I believe that Yuanzhan, who was slightly stimulated, will face Fengfeng later. When you are in the city, you will definitely bully others very hard.
Yuan Zhan, who thinks he looks very manly, reluctantly takes Yan Mo's hand and puts it on Feng Yao's wrist. cut! What's so handsome about a hooked nose? Those mermaid men in front of their house can compare him to the bottom of the lake! Even pine needles with dimples look better than hooked noses!
By the way, what is the ranking of Windy City? How many rounds would it take for him to beat them
Yan Mo closed his eyes, this time he didn't take the pulse, but just through physical contact, so that his soul power could directly enter Feng Yao's body for inspection.
Soul power of at least level eight? Quipa felt incredible.
Seeing that the young priest is only sixteen or seventeen years old, although She Dan said that this person's real age is probably older than the curse witch, but the curse witch would find such an old man as his disciple
Quipa beckoned behind him, and a guardian warrior stepped forward.
"Go and ask Tucheng what happened to their Princess Miaoxiang. Didn't you say that Kongcheng is the master of her? Then why is she in Jiuyuan now?"
The guardian soldiers took orders to leave.
The Lord of Tucheng and Guizheng are actually also angry about this incident. They wanted to find Miaoxiang during the break, but they were blocked by Yuan Zhan.
However, the city lord of Kongcheng only looked at them with a smirk, but didn't say anything.
Tucheng approached Kongcheng to inquire about the situation, but Kongcheng asked what Tucheng meant, and sent a princess to two families.
The Lord of Tucheng felt that he was wronged, so he simply said that Miaoxiang had been favored by the leader of Jiuyuan when he was in Jiuyuan, but Tucheng and Jiuyuan had become enemies, so he could not marry Miaoxiang again. When he arrived in the empty city, he was unwilling again, so he tried to get him out.
Tucheng didn't know whether the Lord of Kongcheng believed this statement, but the reason Kuipa sent someone to question him was obviously to suspect that he was trying to please both sides.
The Lord of Tucheng was really devastated, wishing to capture Miao Xiang and beat him to death.
Jiuyuan and Miaoxiang sat next to Ermeng with her head down. Others thought she was shy and timid and didn't dare to look up at the crowd, but they didn't know that she was talking to the voice in her head.
"Go to the Insect Race, there is something that can help you improve your abilities. With it, you can control that Jiuyuan leader!"