Cai Wang squinted his eyes slightly!
"The Resurrection Pill can also cure diseases?" Cai Wang asked in a deep voice.
"I don't know that!" Qingpao Patriarch shook his head and said.
"Then try it!" Cai Wang said in a deep voice.
"I?"
"That's right, aren't you a master at using poison? Find someone, use your strongest poison, and let him go up!" Cai Wang said in a deep voice.
"But, this will disrupt Bian Que's preaching?" Qingpao Patriarch explained.
"Preaching? The widow never intended for him to preach at ease!" Cai Wang said lightly.
"Then it was outside just now...!" the Qingpao patriarch opened his mouth in astonishment.
"The more successful he is, the harder it will be for the widows to attack him, poison him!" Cai Wang said in a deep voice.
As he spoke, he pointed to a guard next to him.
"My lord, don't do it, the villain has followed you for three generations, don't poison me!" the guard said suddenly in horror.
"If you want to go, go!" Cai Wang said coldly.
The other subordinates suddenly turned cold, and when they looked at King Cai, they showed fear.
The Qingpao Patriarch opened his mouth and spit out a stream of green poisonous juice, covering the guard.
"Ah!" the guard yelled in pain. But the whole venue was noisy, and the shouting was nothing at all.
"Who else!" Jiang Tai shouted again.
There was a slight silence all around.
"Here, he's dying!" the guard shouted loudly.
Jiang Tai looked over, but saw King Cai, beside him a bodyguard in blue, twitching non-stop on the ground.
"Bring it up!" Jiang Tai shouted.
A Confucian disciple sent it quickly.
That person's body is rapidly rotting away.
"King Cai, what kind of poison is this?" Jiang Tai frowned.
The listeners around were in an uproar, King Cai? Did King Cai poison him on purpose
"Bamboo leaf green god poison!" Qingpao Patriarch said lightly.
"Bamboo Leaf Green God Poison?" A sudden exclamation rang out. This is a legendary poison. Once it is poisoned, it will not survive a stick of incense at most
While people were in an uproar, the poisoned person approached the Death Resurrection Pill, and the poison on his body quickly disappeared. Except for the blood and flesh, the blue color on his body disappeared completely. The poison is gone!
"Ah?" Countless people around were at a loss.
Patriarch Qingpao: "... !"
This is the solution
"Thank you, thank you!" The guard suddenly kowtowed to Jiang Tai.
He almost died just now, but this is all right
"Go down!" Jiang Tai waved his hand, and the man went down.
"Who else?" Jiang Tai called again.
King Cai looked at Patriarch Qingpao unhappily: "Is this your strongest poison?"
Patriarch Qingpao: "... !"
How to explain this? How did I know this would happen
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the ear of the Qingpao Patriarch.
"Do you want poison? I can give you a steady stream of poison. The world is the most poisonous. Go up and let them detoxify it. If you can't detoxify it, make a big fuss in the venue!" A voice rang in my ear.
The Qingpao Patriarch suddenly became excited.
"Who?" The blue-robed patriarch looked around.
"My name is Plague God!" The hoarse voice came again.
"Plague God?" The blue-robed patriarch's expression changed.
Suddenly, another guard behind him collapsed with black air all over his body.
"ah!"
"Send it over!" the Qingpao Patriarch shouted.
"Send it here!" Jiang Tai said from a distance.
Immediately, the poisoned person was sent again.
The listeners in all directions fell silent.
Is this King Cai and Qingpao Patriarch, fighting with doctors
The person with black air all over his body was quickly sent to the Resurrection Pill.
But soon, the poison on the man was removed again.
Among the crowd, the God of Plague frowned slightly: "It's untied again?"
Suddenly, another guard behind the patriarch in green robe was emitting red poisonous gas all over his body.
"Send it here!" Jiang Tai shouted again.
The poison on the guard's body was quickly released.
King Cai looked at the Qingpao Patriarch with a strange expression. The Qingpao Patriarch didn't make a move. Well, why were they poisoned one by one
But all the guards were frightened and quickly fled in all directions.
However, these guards were poisoned one after another.
The Qingpao Patriarch had no expression on his face. Everyone thought that the Qingpao Patriarch had made a move, but they didn't do anything when they saw him. Everyone fell to the ground after being poisoned, and everyone around them looked terrified.
However, the poison was severe, and the detoxification effect of the Resurrection Pill was even stronger, and the poison was quickly cured.
The God of Plague looked cold.
"When I went back to Fenglei Town that day, I caught people who didn't have time to escape, saying that my Wandushen Ointment was detoxified by a detoxification pill? Impossible, my Wandushen Ointment, it is impossible to be detoxified, but just now, I tried How could the twenty-five kinds of poisons be cured so quickly? Could it be that my Myriad Poison God Ointment was really cured
Impossible, it must have been hidden by Bian Que, I must find it, each of our five brothers has a treasure, how can I lose the Ointment of Ten Thousand Poisons that I have? "
"Who else?" Jiang Tai called again.
The God of Plague stared coldly into the distance, stepped forward, and wanted to rush up to find out by himself.
"Ka Ka Ka!" Bian Que's alchemy furnace trembled slightly.
"boom!"
The furnace cover exploded with a loud noise, and a ray of colorful light shot up into the sky like a rainbow.
"Detoxification is suspended!" Jiang Tai shouted.
Everyone looked at Bian Que.
The rainbow burst out of the furnace, but the light slowly converged and turned into a hundred colorful pills.
The medical student at the side quickly opened the second silk curtain, but under the silk curtain, there was a long table with two hundred small trays lined up on the table, and one hundred of the small trays were on the table. A golden elixir has been placed respectively.
At this moment, a hundred colorful pills landed on the empty tray.
"Snapped!"
There were two hundred trays, all filled with pills.
Bian Que breathed out softly: "It's finally done!"
"What pill did Bian Que make just now?"
"The seven-colored one, and the golden one, what kind of pills are they?"
"What is Dan doing over there?"
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There was a commotion all around again, nearly 200,000 people clamored, and suddenly there was a commotion.
"Everyone, do you want to know what kind of pills these are?" Jiang Tai suddenly shouted.
Suddenly, the whole venue fell silent.
"Mr. Bian Que made it just now, it's called Zhuyan Pill, a hundred pills of Zhuyan Pill, if you swallow one, your appearance will remain unchanged from that moment on until you get old and die!" Jiang Tai shouted .
"Wow?" "Ah!"
Numerous female listeners screamed. Fixed appearance? The effect of this medicine is average for men, but it is fatal for women. Who doesn't want to maintain their youthful appearance
"As for the golden elixir, it's the 'Hundred Disease Pill'. Among the hundred kinds of fixed diseases, as long as you swallow one, you will be cured in no time. Presumably, everyone has heard of it without my introduction." ?” Jiang Tai laughed.
"What? Bian Que's Elixir of All Diseases...?"
"I've also heard that Bian Que traveled around the world, and the most famous one is this pill for all kinds of diseases. I don't know how many people have been saved!"
"It seems that the materials are extremely precious, and Mr. Bian Que makes very few of them!"
"If I want one, my father won't die that year, alas!"
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Under the commotion, Bian Que looked around with excitement.
Standing in the center, watching nearly 200,000 people come to listen to his preaching, Bian Que was extremely excited, as if his whole soul was being baptized. Another burst of gratitude to Jiang Tai.
"Everyone knows, these two hundred pills are all for you!" Jiang Tai laughed.
"Wow?" There was an uproar all around again.
"However, everything depends on God's will. When Mr. Bian Que speaks later, he will give it to those who listen carefully, and will not get it if they don't listen carefully!" Jiang Tai laughed.
"What do you mean?" The listeners around were puzzled.
"Sir, tell me something first!" Jiang Tai looked at Bian Que.
Bian Que nodded and walked around the central platform.
The listeners all around fell silent.
Bian Que walked to the center of the venue, stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "Thank you for coming to listen to my doctor's theory. Everyone here has heard of the resurrection pill. Alchemy is just a side branch of my doctor's family. My doctor's family...!"
Bian Que began to preach.
However, Bian Que's eloquence was not provocative, and after a stick of incense, some people in the Quartet fell asleep. Some people even whispered to each other.
One or two people speak softly, but there are nearly 200,000 people here.
Buzzing piece!
Bian Que frowned slightly, but he still spoke seriously, as long as someone listens, even if there are few people, it is still the propaganda of medical theory.
In the distance, Cai Wang and Qingpao Patriarch showed a sneer. Sure enough, the people who came here were not interested in any medical theory at all.
"It's ridiculous!" The God of Plague sneered, apparently he didn't expect Bian Que's sermon to be so unpopular.
The faces of all the medical disciples were slightly ugly. But Bian Que was still talking, and the disciples of the medical school couldn't stop him.
After a stick of incense, the surrounding buzzing became louder and louder.
"Sir, wait a moment!" Jiang Tai shouted.
"Huh?" Bian Que looked at Jiang Tai.
However, Jiang Tai suddenly called out with the sound transmission box: "Okay, everyone, next, we will pick out the first lucky audience!"
"What?" The listeners around were at a loss.
What is a lucky audience
The medical disciple at the side quickly lifted the last silk, and suddenly, six huge strange containers were exposed. Inside the container, there were a group of small balls, which were constantly tumbling, and there were numbers on the small balls.
In the first container, there are two balls with 'zero' and 'one' written on them respectively.
The rest are written '0123456789' respectively.
"What is that?" Cai Wang asked blankly.
"The lottery starts!" Jiang Tai shouted.
But I saw six medical disciples, each shaking a container with a funnel underneath. Under the violent shaking, suddenly, each of the six containers shook out a small ball.
On the side, a medical student zoomed in on this scene for everyone to see.
"Look, the number of the two-color ball in this issue is..., bah, I was wrong, this time the number of the six balls is zero, five, land, eight, seven, five. It should be 56875, fifty-six thousand eight hundred No. 75, who is it?" Jiang Tai shouted.
"What?" the audience asked in a daze.
"Look at your number plates, look at your seats, who is No. 56875?" Jiang Tai shouted.
All the listeners were in an uproar and searched quickly, and soon a middle-aged man shouted excitedly.
"It's me, it's me, it's me!" the middle-aged man said excitedly.
The audience suddenly fell silent.
"The Mohist disciple over there, please pass him a sound transmission box!" Jiang Tai shouted.
Immediately, the Mohist disciple over there handed out a sound transmission box. It was like being held by that person in his hand like a microphone.
"Okay, now you are the first lucky audience. What I want to ask is the question that Mr. Bian Que has just mentioned. Excuse me, what is the purpose of the doctor? You have ten breaths to answer!" Jiang Tai shouted.
"Huh?" The man was dumbfounded.
Didn't you say lucky audience? Why even ask questions? How would I know
Everyone around stared at him together, but he was already breaking out in a cold sweat, but he just didn't know.
"Okay, the time for ten breaths is up, this lucky audience, unfortunately, you failed to answer and lost this opportunity, but don't worry, there will be another opportunity in the future. Sit down!" Jiang Tai shouted.
The man sat down blankly, and the sound transmission box in his hand was taken away by a Mohist disciple.
"Re-lottery!" Jiang Tai shouted.
"Huh la la la!" A group of medical disciples quickly shook out a set of numbers again.
"Okay, who is the lucky audience this time, number 123,400?" Jiang Tai shouted.
"I, I, it's me!" Suddenly a woman jumped up happily.
Another Mohist disciple handed out the sound transmission box.
"Okay, that's the question again, what is the purpose of a doctor?" Jiang Tai shouted.
"I know, I know, small doctors treat people, Chinese medicine treats the country, and great doctors treat the world!" The woman said excitedly.
"That's right, now, choose one of Zhuyan Pill and Baibing Pill!" Jiang Tai laughed.
"Huh?" the woman asked blankly.
"Choose one, it's your prize, hurry up, otherwise you will automatically give up!" Jiang Tai laughed.
"I want Zhuyan Pill, I want Zhuyan Pill!" the woman said excitedly.
"Okay, this conference, the first prize will be given out!" Jiang Tai shouted.
A disciple of the medical school quickly put a tray of Zhuyan Pill to the woman.
"Ah? Really gave it to me, ah!" The woman shouted excitedly.
While screaming, she quickly swallowed Zhuyan Pill in one gulp, and suddenly, the woman's face seemed to become a little more beautiful, and her skin became radiant and soft. A faint glow of fluorescence was released.
"Is it really Zhuyan Dan?"
"What? Just answer such a stupid question, and you can get Zhuyan Pill?"
"I can answer it too! Why don't you give it to me?"
"The ticket is twenty knives. If you sell that Zhu Yan Pill to the wife of the city lord, it will be more than two golds. The difference is a hundred times!"
"Ah, me too!"
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The atmosphere of the whole venue was suddenly enhanced by Jiang Tai, and everyone's eyes became hot.
And the person who didn't answer the question before, beat his chest and stamped his feet, regretting endlessly. Nima, why didn't I answer this stupid question? Why didn't I answer it. ah!
The whole venue was extremely lively.
"Okay, let's continue Mr. Bian Que's speech. After a while, there will be questions. Have you seen it? The Hundred Diseases Pill, Zhuyan Pill, and the Resurrection Pill over there were all born in this way, so , everyone has to listen carefully!" Jiang Tai laughed.
"Boom!" All around promised.
Everyone looked at Bian Que with red eyes.
Bian Que preached again. This time, the entire venue was silent, and everyone listened carefully, waiting for the next lucky audience to ask questions.
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And the disciples of Confucianism, Mohism, Legalism, Military Strategies, and Yin-Yang School are speechless at the moment.
My god, can preaching be done like this
King Cai: "...!"
Plague God: "...!"