Master Meng is not worried, and other ancient doctors have nothing to worry about.
Originally, Huajin Pill was not a poison, it just temporarily blocked the inner strength of the person, and it didn't have much impact on the body.
At the level of a fourth-level member of the Ying Zijin Dan League, it is indeed at her level to be able to refine the Huajin Pill.
The Great Elder stroked his beard, thinking that when he returned to the Dan League, he would give Ying Zijin a few more prescriptions similar to Broken Pulse Pill, so that he would have the ability to protect himself in the future.
Ninety-nine percent of ancient doctors do not have ancient martial arts, but they can defend themselves with gold and silver needles and elixir.
"Hey, is this a tie? How can it be compared to a tie?"
"It seems to be checking the toxicity of two drugs, whoever is higher will win."
But at this moment, Meng Qingxue's face suddenly turned pale, and her body trembled violently.
The smile on Master Meng's face hadn't stopped yet, and his expression changed instantly: "Qingxue!"
Meng Qingxue spit out a mouthful of blood.
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Seeing this scene, the audience was shocked and lost their voices.
The Great Elder didn't expect that Meng Qingxue didn't even refine the antidote of Huajin Pill, didn't react, and was a little dazed.
Patriarch Meng came to the stage in a hurry, he took the antidote refined by Ying Zijin from the elder, and immediately fed it to Meng Qingxue.
But at this time, the toxicity has already occurred, and it is still a step too late to give the antidote.
Meng Qingxue spat out another mouthful of blood, her face was as white as paper, and her breath was low.
Her lips trembled, and she reluctantly swallowed the antidote.
The antidote took effect very quickly. After Meng Qingxue took it, her face gradually returned to color, but her fingers were still trembling.
Apparently, with the current strength of her body, she couldn't bear the power of the medicine at all, and the two mouthfuls of blood made her even more vital, and she didn't know what to do.
Everything happened so fast that no one on the field could react.
"At such a young age, it's so ruthless!" Patriarch Meng glanced over coldly, "It's just a competition, let's stop at the point, why are you so tight?"
"Or, are you really afraid that Qingxue can outcompete you, making you unable to gain a foothold in the ancient medical field, and losing face in front of your man, are you not reconciled?"
"Yes, it's just a competition." Fu Yunshen stepped forward and stood in front of the girl, his eyes were cold, but he was smiling, "If the person who had the accident today was reversed, would you still say such things?"
The dream master was choked.
The person who had the accident was reversed?
Of course he would say that this is the rule of the game, who is to blame for inferior skills?
"As for losing face?" Fu Yunshen turned his head, "Ah, no, my girl, I like everything. I also hope that she will be weaker. She can completely rely on me. Wishing for it."
In a word, Meng Qingxue's bloody face turned pale again, and blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth again.
The third time I vomited blood, not because of the medicine, but because of the emotional stimulation.
Seeing Meng Qingxue's appearance, most people didn't dare to stay any longer, and found an excuse to leave.
What if Mengjia blamed them for the incident?
Patriarch Meng clenched his fists, and sneered again: "Elder, you haven't tested the toxicity of the two medicines? Broken Pulse Pill is an existing prescription, but what about the medicine she made?"
He pointed at Ying Zijin: "I think she is an evil doctor! Otherwise, why would a good Huajin Pill still make people vomit blood?"
The Great Elder said coldly: "Patriarch Meng, be careful, the interrogation was very clear that day, and Senior Fu Xi also said that Miss Zijin is not an evil doctor. If she were an evil doctor, would she still refine the antidote?"
Patriarch Meng was speechless.
However, the toxicity of the two drugs really needs to be tested.
The Fourth Elder took the remaining medicinal residues and tested them.
Soon, the result will come out.
"This elixir is indeed Huajin Pill, but its attribute is cold. As for toxicity, it is not even as good as Broken Pulse Pill." The fourth elder of the Dan League said, "If Miss Qingxue refines it With the correct antidote, nothing will happen."
In short, it's because Mengqing's snow skills are not as good as others, not because Ying Zijin intends to harm others.
Patriarch Meng's expression changed again.
It turned out to be Huajin Pill?
And it's not poisonous?
How can this be?
Si Zhang said again: "Besides, if Miss Qingxue is in good health, even if the antidote is not taken in time, at most her limbs will be stiff.Inside, the blood was surging violently, and blood spilled from the lips again.
Finally couldn't take it anymore and passed out.
Patriarch Meng's face turned ashen.
It was Fu Chen who said this.
In terms of status and identity, Fu Chen is a direct member of the Fu family, just like Meng Qingxue.
Especially recently, Fu Xi seems to have ended her seclusion and came out.
The ancestors of the Meng family were no longer the first generation to found the family, and there was no way to compare with Fu Xi.
Patriarch Meng could only swallow his breath, and couldn't even reprimand him.
He didn't have time to linger here, so he immediately sent Meng Qingxue back to Meng's house, and invited the elders to see him.
Meng Jingyu stood where she was, unable to recover.
Because he finally realized a long-standing problem.
He always believed that the ancient warrior he sent out to snatch Ying Zijin's medicinal materials met the hunter from O continent.
But now it seems clearly not.
Those few ancient warriors are just warriors, and their cultivation base is not high. If they are ancient doctors, they can use medicine to abolish low-level ancient warriors.
Meng Jingyu took a deep breath.
Mistake.
He thought that he wouldn't meet ancient doctors outside, but he didn't expect Ying Zijin to be so powerful.
It's a pity that it's past the time to erase Ying Zijin.
With Danmeng covering him, Mengjia couldn't move.
Meng Jingyu frowned and returned to Meng's house.
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night.
Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen went to the river to release river lanterns.
After the release, Ying Zijin brought out Dudu and poked its belly: "I'm going to retreat, and when the winter vacation is over, help me look after the pigs."
Fu Yun tilted his head deeply: "Huh? If you don't arrive at the ancient martial arts master, won't you come out?"
Retreat is a very common thing for ancient warriors, and a year is considered short.
Yue Fuyi retreated at the end of last year and has not come out yet.
Those of the ancestors were closed for ten years.
It's just that he wasn't, because his cultivation base was raised by fighting to the death.
Ying Zijin threw Dudu to Fu Yunshen: "Maybe it won't be there yet, but there should be no problem in the last ninety years"
Now her ancient martial arts is about seventy-eight years old.
However, it is really difficult to break through the one-hundred-year cultivation level of the ancient martial arts master. How many people are stuck at the point of ninety-nine years and cannot make an inch of progress.
She looked up: "What?"
"It's nothing." Fu Yunshen stuffed Dudu, who was humming in protest, into his pocket, raised his eyebrows, "I'm in a long-distance relationship again."
"One more day." Ying Zijin leaned on his shoulder, "I'll kiss you a little longer."
Fu Yun's peach blossom eyes curled up: "What should I do, girlfriend? I like you more and more."
Where can I find such a lovely girlfriend?
Ying Zijin pushed his face away, expressionless: "I said, don't discharge me."
Fu Yunshen quickly agreed, following the good advice: "Okay."
After a pause, he said again: "No way, it's natural."
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The next day.
Ying Zijin went to Danmeng to get the medicinal materials for retreat.
The atmosphere inside is not quite right.
Sitting there was an old woman with gray hair, but her face was only about forty years old.
"Miss Ying." Hall Master Li stepped forward, frowned, and said, "This is an ancestor of the Meng family. His name is Meng Wan. He is 120 years old this year."
In ancient medicine, this age is very, very long.
Many ancient doctors, like ordinary people, died when they were seventy or eighty years old.
Ying Zijin didn't care, and handed the prescription to Hall Master Li.
Hall Master Li took it, and said: "It should still be about yesterday's incident."
The Meng family is coming, but the ancestors are coming, and Danmeng can't stop it.
"Ying Zijin, you are very capable." Mengwan's eyes were sharp, and she said lightly, "It's nothing to compare with Qingxue, why don't you compare with me?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com