"Yes!" The man responded with full energy, then quickly walked back and called a few people, then took a deep breath and rushed towards the cliff.
The leading man looked at the other two and ordered, "Fourth and Seventh Brothers, you two take your men forward to scout the way and find out who those people are in front of you. How many people are there? Don't alert the enemy. Come back and report after you have investigated!"
"Okay! Let's go now." Two men with scars on their faces came out, waved their hands and led a small team of about fifteen people and moved forward quickly to explore the way ahead.
"Everyone else, rest where you are!"
The man drank and asked the others to rest on the spot. Then he looked at the tall and thin man and said, "Come here and tell me. From the smell of this medicine, can you tell what the effect of the medicine is?" As he spoke, he walked towards the tree and sat down.
The tall and thin man paused for a moment, followed him and sat down next to him, saying, "Captain, it's hard to say. After all, each alchemist uses different medicines, and I can only smell a few of them. It's hard to say what kind of medicine the other party is refining."
As he spoke, he glanced at the man and saw that his face darkened because of his words. He was obviously not satisfied with the answer, so he quickly said, "However, those medicines are rare, and the medicinal effect of the snow flower can open up the tendons and veins, remove impurities and produce new blood. So I think that no matter what kind of medicine it is, it must be an extremely precious medicine. However, the prerequisite is that the other party can successfully refine it."
At this point, he stroked his mustache and said with a wise look, "It's just that it's not so easy to make the snow ling flower into medicine. Even if we can smell the medicinal scent in the forest right now, as long as the elixir hasn't condensed into a pill and is ready to be taken out of the furnace, we can't say that the elixir can be successfully refined."
Hearing this, the man took a sip of water, thought for a while, and said, "Looking across the continent, there are very few people who truly possess superb alchemy skills. Normally, ordinary people would not refine pills here unless they have to."
As he spoke, his eyes gleamed with brilliance, and he said, "Some dark forces outside are recruiting alchemists right now. This alchemist dares to refine pills here. It seems that in addition to being extremely confident in his alchemy skills, he may also have powerful people around him to protect him. If not, how could he have the courage to refine pills in a place like this?"
Hearing his words, the tall and thin man curled his lips and looked at him, asking, "Captain, do you plan to recruit that person if possible?"
"Recruit? Ha!" The man narrowed his eyes and sneered, "I don't plan to keep such a person by my side. Who knows if the pills he took might be tampered with and kill him one day."
He rubbed his wrist, a gleam of light flashed across his sinister eyes: "However, I am not interested, but there are many people out there who are interested."
The people here were already planning, but they didn't know that they were not targeting a group of ordinary monks, but Shuras from hell, who were specifically reaping the lives of certain people...
At the same time, the pathfinder was quietly approaching the place where Jin Yifeng and his mercenaries were guarding. Jin Yifeng and his mercenaries had not yet noticed that someone was approaching.