Chiyuan San is a secret medicine that can make people ignore fatigue and physical strength. However, after the effect has passed, the person who takes this medicine will be exhausted and will be unable to continue the subsequent strength. After the effect of the medicine has passed, the strength will increase greatly. After the effect of the medicine, the person with weak constitution will be in danger of death.

This type of secret medicine is mostly used by martial artists. After taking it, the martial artists will not die because they are strong and strong. At most, they will get sick. If they are skilled in martial arts, they will only feel tired.

These people in front of them were obviously the young masters in the martial arts world. Qin Xianyu could see that these people had all taken Chiyuan San, most of whom were exhausted, but there were not many abnormalities. I think that their martial arts attainments were already extremely high, so they would not be seriously ill, nor would they die because of this. I just don’t know what happened to them in the deep mountains. With their martial arts attainments that are enough to resist the disadvantages of Chiyuan San, they actually had to take Chiyuan San?

They asked Qin Xianyu to make a medicine soup called Bushen Decoction.

Ordinary doctors may not know this kind of decoction, but Qin Xianyu can know it. This decoction is a great tonic medicine. Even if a person with strong body takes it, he will have symptoms of deficiency and no replenishment. Most people who can take this decoction are martial arts practitioners.

The people in front of them took Chiyuan San and are now quite weak. Although from a pharmacological point of view, Bushen Decoction can nourish themselves and treat their weak state at this time, are they not afraid of being weak and not being supplemented? Or is their martial arts attainments that are so high that it is difficult to reach. Even if they take Bushen Decoction at this time, they will not be able to be supplemented?

Qin Xianyu didn't know, so he just lowered his head to collect herbs.

Thinking of the Cyclops, his hand tightened slightly.

"They already have the main ingredients of Bushen Soup, and now they only need a few ordinary herbs. All they need is a person who can master the heat." Qin Xianyu already has seven medicines in his hand, and there are still two medicines left to put them together with the main ingredients in the hands of those young men and boil them into Bushen Soup.

Those people were not far behind them. They talked about things, but did not avoid Qin Xianyu.

Qin Xianyu's family treats diseases and often treats injuries. Many people in the martial arts world who are poisoned or injured come to seek medical treatment. With the ears and eyes, Qin Xianyu also knows that the world is dangerous. Although he is young, his ideas are farther than those of his peers.

They talked without avoiding themselves. Qin Xianyu put the medicine into the medicine cage and his heart sank slightly.

"The legends of demons, ghosts, gods and Buddhas in the world are probably spread by rumors." A young man in yellow frowned and said, "In my opinion, it is all people who have exaggerated themselves. People like you and me who have cultivated internal energy can cut off a big tree that can be hugged by one person. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is like a miracle. Perhaps it is the martial arts practitioner who walks in the world, exaggerated and regarded as gods. We are all famous young heroes. If the matter of coming here is spread, it will be laughable."

The young man who had just stepped on Qin Xianyu on the ground was wearing purple clothes, and seemed to have a high status among the people. The rest of the people called him Brother Zhao. The hero named Zhao shook his head and said, "If it is an ordinary legend, it will only be an exaggeration for the world. But this time it is different. This is a note passed down by my ancestors. The note was rumored to be written by my grandfather. I believe that there are really rumors in the depths of this mountain."

Another young man smiled bitterly and said, "We haven't seen the rumored immortal creatures. There are many ferocious birds and beasts. We actually took Chiyuan San one after another to stimulate internal energy to escape. Even Brother Li and Brother Lu have lost the mountain."

"The birds and beasts here are more fierce than what is seen normally. Isn't it extremely suspicious?" said the hero of Zhao. "I can't find the immortals this time, but there is still next time. We should make a lot of experts and come to explore this mountain together. But don't spread this matter, so as not to be taken advantage of by others."

The young master Huangshan nodded and said, "Brother Zhao is very honest."

"The singularization of Bushen Soup has extremely high requirements for mastering the temperature. Although we are familiar with pharmacology, we are still a little worse for stooling medicine." The hero surnamed Zhao looked up slightly, looked at Qin Xianyu not far away, retracted his gaze, and said lightly: "If I hadn't met him, I would probably have gone to the town to find a doctor to cook medicine. But in this way, my whereabouts will inevitably be exposed."

Everyone nodded.

Since I met this young Taoist priest, I didn’t need to find a doctor to cook medicine. As for the whereabouts of exposing my whereabouts, I just had to kill him and no one knew about it.

They did not avoid Qin Xianyu when they talked, because in their eyes, the little Taoist priest could not live today. Since he was a dead man, why should he avoid him?

These young men only thought that the little Taoist priest was a medicinal child in the mountains and fields. He did not know the world and had no cleverness, and could not hear what they meant. However, he did not know that Qin Xianyu had run a medicine hall at home since he was a child. He had come into contact with many martial arts practitioners, and had come into contact with people of all kinds of religions and people's hearts. He knew very well that people's hearts were sinister.

Qin Xianyu's heart was heavy. The implication of those people was that they were unwilling to reveal their whereabouts. The best way was to naturally kill himself.

"These people are really cruel."

Qin Xianyu sighed inwardly and picked a few mushrooms in his hand.

Mushrooms are barely considered a medicine and are dispensable in Bushen Decoction, but they are still relatively good if used.

But the mushrooms on Qin Xianyu's hand were colorful, with bright colors and very beautiful.

He carried a medicine cage and piled up a pile of soil in front of everyone's eyes, creating a fire inside, and then the stove taken out of the bags by these young men was placed on the fire. Qin Xianyu took the water bag from a young men's hand and poured it into the stove.

Several young masters just glanced at the little Taoist priest and chatted and laughed at them, without anyone paying attention to him.

Qin Xianyu stood in front of them, looking a little restrained, like a boy who rarely saw outsiders.

Many medicinal materials have been put in the furnace. At the end, there are only mushrooms and lucidum, and Qin Xianyu has already picked mushrooms.

The young Taoist priest was a little nervous and had a little sweat. He took out the colorful mushrooms and put them down in the small stove.

Just then, a sneer suddenly came.

Qin Xianyu's heart sank.

Someone took Qin Xianyu's wrist.

It was the young master named Zhao who kicked Qin Xianyu down.

The young hero who looked only a few years older than Qin Xianyu laughed coldly: "I really think we don't know the medicinal materials? We come from various martial arts holy places and are the most outstanding figures in the martial arts world. Even if we can't boil medicine, we still recognize a lot of medicinal materials. If not, we have been poisoned by others in the world and have been practicing hard for more than ten years. I advise you to be more at ease, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Xianyu's shoulders hurt and rolled out.

The hero surnamed Zhao showed a sarcastic look and said, "This thing looks good in color, but the better the mushroom is, the stronger the toxicity. Even hunters in the mountains know this common sense, let alone us?"

The yellow-shirted hero was beside him, frowned slightly, and whispered: "The lack of a kind of medicinal material for mushrooms and twigs will not affect the efficacy of Bushen Decoction. Why would you kill this kid?"

The hero surnamed Zhao shook his head slightly and said, "What kind of person are you and I? Can those incomplete medicinal herbs also attract attention?"

As he spoke, another man shouted as he said, "Boy, go and pick some mushrooms and medicinal herbs, otherwise..."

Qin Xianyu breathed a sigh of relief, covered his shoulders that were so painful that he slowly stood up.

The young man named Zhao said in a cold voice: "The temperature of this medicine soup is approaching, so you will move faster. You must know that your life is not as good as my medicine soup."

He bent his fingers and a small stone burst out from his hand and hit Qin Xianyu's face.

This stone was emitted by a hidden weapon technique, and the edges and corners of the stone were sharp, which immediately scratched a blood mark on Qin Xianyu's face. Qin Xianyu thought it was not good, and he showed a little fear on his face, and hurriedly went aside to look for medicinal materials such as mushrooms and tangerines.

He was in a hurry and panic, and finally found some mushrooms.

These mushrooms are non-toxic and have a dull color.

He hurriedly picked some, then supported the green tree beside him and stood up, and vines happened to spread above the green tree.

The vine is blue.

So the mushroom was a little blue.

Just a little cyan.

Qin Xianyu picked mushrooms and came back to wash the mushrooms with water in the pot. They washed them quite cleanly, but accidentally leaked one that had not been washed clean and had a little blue color on it.

The young men didn't care.

When the last mushroom was put into the stove, Qin Xianyu stirred the fire and grasped the temperature.

The young men kept looking at him, which made him feel uncomfortable.

It took a long time to live.

"alright."

Qin Xianyu picked up the medicine soup and said respectfully: "The medicine soup is ready."

The young master surnamed Zhao looked at him quietly, which made people's eyes stutter.

After a long time, the young man named Zhao said coldly: "Drink it."

Qin Xianyu was stunned.

The face of the young master surnamed Zhao became colder and colder, like frost, and said, "Drink it."

Qin Xianyu sighed and took a sip.

"It seems you're honest this time."

The young master Zhao laughed and suddenly beat Qin Xianyu with a palm.

Qin Xianyu's body was tense, and when he saw the young master taking action, he tried his best to turn around. Although he had never practiced martial arts, he was prepared for it. The young master just slapped him with a casual palm and did not do his best. In the end, Qin Xianyu actually avoided it.

This palm avoided the vital points, but hit the shoulder.

Qin Xianyu's face turned pale, he took more than ten steps back, almost flying backwards, and finally fell to the ground.

Without killing Qin Xianyu with one palm, the young man surnamed Zhao showed a cold look, hummed, and picked up a bowl of medicinal soup and drank it.

The others also drank Bushen Soup.

"Brother Zhao failed to kill this person with one palm, it was really..." Another hero said sarcastically: "Brother Zhao should just use a sword to end him?"

"A little Taoist boy who collects herbs is worthy of me using a sword?"

The hero surnamed Zhao sneered and walked towards Qin Xianyu.
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