In her previous life, Yan Mingzhu wrote two books on pharmacology, one was "The Classic of Ten Thousand Poisons", in which she recorded hundreds of poisons all developed by herself.
The other book, called "Qi Effect Prescriptions", corresponds to "The Classic of Ten Thousand Poisons". The solutions to most of the poisons in "The Classic of Ten Thousand Poisons" are recorded in "Qi Effect Prescriptions".
It's just that "The Miraculous Prescription" was lost in a fire a few years ago. It may have been burned or stolen, and only half a volume of "The Classic of Ten Thousand Poisons" is left.
Therefore, over the years, everyone in the Seven Star Sect has been trying their best to replace the other half of the burned volume.
And because Cang You and Jing Gong both wanted to take over the position of sect leader, they simply made a treaty later.
If anyone can complete the "Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra" first, who will take over as the leader of the sect.
Hearing Yan Mingzhu's suggestion, Jing Gong laughed out loud.
Didn't this yellow-haired girl come to your door by yourself? In order to get this position, he has been secretly developing poisons over the years, and now, he has recovered twenty formulas!
If Yan Mingzhu faced him, it would be a dead end. He was bound to win the position of sect leader!
Hearing this, Elder Situ frowned worriedly and reminded: "Miss Yan, over the years, Jing Gong has recovered a lot of formulas in private. If you go against him in this regard, you probably have little chance of winning."
"Don't worry, even if he completes all the formulas, he still can't beat me."
"The Classic of Ten Thousand Poisons" was written by her, but it was just a rewrite of the formulas she had written before. It was not difficult at all. What's more, she could not only write out all the formulas completely, but also write them again.
Come up with some new recipes!
All in all, it's effortless to defeat Jing Gong!
Of course, if Jing Gong knew that the person standing in front of him at this moment was the leader of their sect who had been missing for many years and came back from the dead, he would not even be able to cry at this moment.
But now, he is not only full of confidence, he even thinks that after he succeeds as the sect leader, he will kill both Cang You and Situ. In this way, he will no longer be invincible in the sect.
Hands, I am the only one who has the upper hand!
The method of competition is to prepare the prescription on the spot. Only in this way can we know whether the formula is the poison previously recorded in the "Ten Thousand Poisons Classic".
The disciple brought up a row of medicinal herbs, including hundreds of medicinal herbs. It would not be a problem to prepare dozens of poisonous prescriptions.
"Girl, please go ahead and invite me. I'll give you a quarter of an hour to prevent others from saying that I, an elder, am bullying you, a little girl."
Yan Mingzhu sat down leisurely, "Elder, I need you to give me half the time to burn the incense, otherwise I'm afraid that you will lose so badly that you will have no face to face Jiangdong's elders and draw your sword to kill yourself."
Jing Gong's face darkened, he resisted the thought of poisoning Yan Mingzhu, and sat down with a sullen face.
"Since you are so ignorant, I will no longer be polite!"
Jing Gong has already found twenty formulas, so he configured them very quickly in the process.
On Yan Mingzhu's side, he was unhurried and turned the medicinal materials with his bare hands. His movements were leisurely, which made people feel particularly pleasing to the eye.
Those who didn't know better thought she was pouring tea instead of preparing terrible poison.
In half a stick of incense, Jing Gong had prepared twenty poisonous prescriptions. He stopped and looked at Yan Mingzhu confidently.
"Elder Jing Gong added a total of twenty poisonous prescriptions, and Miss Yan added a total of ten poisonous prescriptions."
Haha, it’s so funny. Before the competition, I even boasted that I would give him half a stick of incense, but in the end, he matched all twenty types, while she only matched ten!
The test time is one stick of incense, and at her speed, she will definitely lose!
The disciples watching on the scene saw such a huge disparity in strength, especially Jing Gong's disciples, and were extremely proud.
"Elder Situ, Elder Cangyou, where did you find this arrogant yellow-haired girl? With such little ability, how dare you argue with our master?"
"The mistake is because Elder Cangyou finally realized the strength gap between himself and the master, but he was too embarrassed to bow his head, so he just found someone at random so that the master could legitimately succeed him as the sect leader?"
"I really didn't expect that Elder Cangyou would put so much effort into thinking about our master. Elder Cangyou can rest assured that when our master succeeds successfully, he will definitely not treat you badly!"
Cang You clenched her fists in annoyance as she listened to these people's cynicism!
And the disciple behind him could hardly sit still.
"Master, let me take action and teach these arrogant people a lesson!"
But this time, Cang You endured this tone, raised his hand and said: "The time has not come yet, let's see, who said we will lose, as long as the time has not come, everything is possible!"
Although Cang You wanted to bite back Yan Mingzhu's life before, but after being hit in the heart, he completely calmed down.
Because once Yan Mingzhu dies, even an inch of his heart will not be released, so Yan Mingzhu must win!
Not only that, when Cang You saw Yan Mingzhu's unhurried and leisurely movements, she actually had the idea in her heart that she would definitely not lose.
It's like as long as she is this woman, she will never lose.
Apart from the sect leader who had been missing for several years, this was the second time that he could have such an idea!
At this moment, the referee next to him was counting: "Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen... We are still one step away from catching up!"
In just a quarter of an hour, Yan Mingzhu went from ten types to nineteen types, and judging from her movements, she showed no intention of stopping.
At this moment, the smile on Jing Gong's face could no longer be held, and the disciples who were still mocking him before closed their mouths and showed such impossible expressions.
No way, no way, this extremely young yellow-haired little girl can’t really be tied with Elder Jing Gong, right?
Until the referee reported a number: "Twenty types, Miss Yan and Elder Jing Gong are tied!"
Now, it was Jing Gong's turn to sit still. He had already been sitting in his seat, waiting for Yan Mingzhu's tragic defeat and his glorious successor.
Unexpectedly, Yan Mingzhu was even with him within a quarter of an hour!
Of course Jing Gong couldn't sit down like this anymore. He anxiously picked up the medicinal materials again, his mind running rapidly.
What other formula is there? No... I can't mess up my position. It's just a tie now. This yellow-haired girl can only reach this level. As long as he can come up with one more...
Before Jing Gong could comfort himself like this, another result came through.
"Twenty-one! Miss Yan has overtaken Elder Jing Gong. Now, the incense has not been burned out. Is Elder Jing Gong really going to lose?"
Jing Gong looked at Yan Mingzhu in disbelief, but Yan Mingzhu still showed no intention of stopping the movement of his hands.
She looked calm and moved gracefully, as if she was not competing or mixing poison, but just playing a small game.
Jing Gong gradually broke out in panic and cold sweat!