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Chapter 227 Can't afford to lose

This is impossible, this woman, it took him several years to find these twenty formulas.

And how could this young woman, who looked less than half his age, prepare a recipe that surpassed his own in such a short period of time?

Could it be that...she is really the sect master's direct disciple?

Apart from this possibility, Jing Gong does not believe that there is another person in this world who can surpass him in preparing poison recipes.

While Jing Gong felt unbelievable, Yan Mingzhu still showed no intention of stopping.

"Twenty-five, twenty-six...thirty kinds! If this continues, Miss Yan will probably be able to replenish all the poisonous recipes in the half volume that was burned, right?"

"If Miss Yan can really complete the "Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra", then she must be the leader of the clan!"

"Having the ability to complete the "Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra" is on par with the sect master. No wonder she was so confident just now and said she would give Elder Jing Gong half a stick of incense first. Unfortunately, Elder Jing Gong didn't appreciate it. Now I'm afraid it's

It will be ugly to lose!"

"What does it mean to be afraid? Elder Jing Gong has already lost. You see, Miss Yan has already matched thirty kinds, but Elder Jing Gong has been stuck at twenty kinds, completely leaving him behind. How can this be compared?

Sex?”

The disciples who were originally very arrogant on Jing Gong's side now looked as if they had eaten shit, and their faces were extremely ugly. Although they were very angry when they heard the cynicism from the other side and wanted to refute, they had no shame to refute.

Because, Yan Mingzhu prepared thirty kinds of poisonous prescriptions in front of everyone, and had no intention of stopping.

In the sect, strength has always spoken, and the winner is king. Obviously, Yan Mingzhu's strength far exceeds that of Jing Gong. It is self-evident who is more qualified to sit on the position of the sect leader.

"Oh my God, there are almost fifty types. She is really going to complete the "Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra"!"

"It's so powerful. I'm so impressed right now. Miss Yan is really the sect master's direct disciple. Otherwise, who else in the world can prepare so many poisonous prescriptions without any mistakes in such a short period of time?

"

Compared to Jing Gong's ugly face, Cang You breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Fortunately, he knew the current situation and bowed his head to admit his mistake in time. Otherwise, if Yan Mingzhu's ability to make poisons offended her, there would be a hundred ways to die without anyone noticing!

Elder Situ, on the other hand, had a look of pride on his face, thinking happily in his heart that the sect leader is really discerning and has cultivated such an outstanding successor. The Seven Star Sect has hope for the future and will definitely be able to return to the same level as when the sect leader was here.

The pinnacle of the world!

"Fifty five kinds, all matched, without a single mistake!"

When the referee announced the result, everyone was stunned.

Cang You took this opportunity and was about to step forward to flatter Yan Mingzhu, but saw that she finally stopped.

He spoke in a light tone: "For so many years, the Seven Stars Sect has only thought about completing the "Ten Thousand Poisons Classic", but no one has thought about developing new poison recipes and continuing the "Ten Thousand Poisons Classic", instead of resting on their laurels and sitting on nothing?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole house was silent, and everyone involuntarily lowered their heads in shame.

Since the disappearance of the sect leader, coupled with a fire, the "Miraculous Prescription" was lost, and the "Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra" was half burned, the entire sect has only been thinking about repairs, and no one has thought about creating something new.

Jing Gong's disciples were already simmering with anger because their master had lost the competition, and they became even more angry when they heard Yan Mingzhu's words of contempt for their abilities.

"The Ten Thousand Poisons Classic was originally created by the sect master during his lifetime. There are already hundreds of poisonous prescriptions recorded in it. It is not easy to innovate on this basis. I admit that the girl is really capable of completing all the poisonous prescriptions.

But in your words, you did not take everyone in the sect seriously and insulted our abilities. How can someone as arrogant as you take over as the sect leader and lead the sect to a new peak?"

Hearing this, before Yan Mingzhu said anything, the disciples on Cangyou's side were not happy.

"It's a joke. In the world, everyone knows that the strong are respected. Miss Yan has completed all the formulas and has superb abilities. Who else is more suitable for the position of sect leader than her?

People who have only prepared twenty kinds of poisonous prescriptions should not talk nonsense here, otherwise it will only make others laugh!"

The disciple was shocked and blushed, "You..."

At this time, Jing Gong raised his hand, "Okay, my skills are inferior to others. Miss Yan has completed all the poisonous recipes. She is indeed the direct disciple of the sect leader. However, as the girl said, over the years, the sect has remained the same.

step on the ground,

There is no innovation in toxicology, which is also a worry in my heart. If the girl can develop a new poison recipe based on the master's method, I and all the disciples of Jingshan will unconditionally support the girl to sit on it.

The position of sect leader!”

Cang You sighed: "Jing Gong, you are shameless. The rules were clearly set at the beginning of the competition. As long as one side wins, he can take over the position of the sect leader. But now you make such an unreasonable request. Can't you afford to lose?"

?”

"Jing Gong, no matter how capable Miss Yan is, she still can't develop a new poison recipe in a short time. Even if the sect master is still there, she can't do it. You lost this time. Miss Yan relied on her strength to make it right.

It’s time to take over the position of sect leader!”

Elder Situ then criticized Jing Gong. What is this old guy hiding? Do you think he can't see it? Isn't it because he is incompetent and refuses to admit it? He is even thinking about his position as the sect leader?

"What our master said is correct. It was this woman who just mocked us for not innovating. Since she is so capable, let her innovate!"

"That is, we at Jingshan will not recognize such a new sect leader who is capable of talking big but not able to live up to it!"

"That's right!"

Jing Gong's goal was achieved, he provoked conflicts among his disciples, and raised his lower lip insidiously.

But just as the two sides were arguing, Yan Mingzhu laughed softly.

"The "Baicao Ji" records a total of five thousand kinds of medicinal herbs. Each medicinal herb has its own unique pharmacological properties. The changes in medicinal practices are inseparable from their origins. It is not difficult to innovate. What is really difficult is the human heart. If you believe from your heart that you cannot

How can we achieve a breakthrough if we surpass our predecessors?"

While speaking, Yan Mingzhu continued to operate unhurriedly.

In full view of the public, Yan Mingzhu used her absolute strength to put down those doubting voices.

"This... this is a brand new poisonous recipe? Miss Yan, what is the name of this poisonous recipe and how toxic it is?"

Yan Mingzhu's movements on her hands did not stop, and she simply explained: "This poison is called petrification. The skin of the poisoned person will gradually stiffen until it spreads to the heart, until the whole heart turns into stone, and finally the heart stops beating.

And death.”

This poison... is so cruel!

While Yan Mingzhu was talking, a new poisonous recipe was developed!

"Miss Yan, what is this?"

"Oh my gosh, there's a new poison recipe. Is this the fifth one?"

"Even if the sect master is here, he can't develop so many new poison recipes in such a short period of time, right?"

Everyone looked at Yan Mingzhu's expression and became extremely adoring, except of course Jing Gong!


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