Chen Zongheng looked at the maid, showed himself a good tea, and took a sip before he smiled and said to Wan Qiluo, "Patriarch Wan, this tea is good, when you leave, can you give me a few catties?"

Wan Qiluo's pretty face was frosty, and she said coldly, "Hurry up and get out of the tea after drinking, you are not welcome in the Xiwu tribe." ”

Congyun on the side, looked at Wan Qiluo, and then looked at Chen Zongheng, neither side was easy to mess with, and finally lowered his head and decided that he still didn't get involved in this matter.

When Chen Zongheng heard Wan Qiluo's words, he immediately laughed softly, "Patriarch Wan, you are in such a hurry to drive me out, you are so sure, can Old Man Qin Feng cure your blood plague?"

Wan Qiluo replied lightly, "Doctor Qin is known as the god of medicine in the world, and everyone knows it in the medical world in Kyushu, how many divine doctors who want to challenge his status are all defeated in the end, if he is also helpless against the blood plague, it may be that the heavens are going to kill my Xiwu tribe." ”

In the end, Wan Qiluo's eyes couldn't help but pass a touch of deep grief, the Xiwu inheritance has not been broken for thousands of years, how many dynasties have changed, ups and downs, I didn't expect that now, it is the time of life and death.

The other Xiwu people in the hall all hid their faces and wept when they heard this, now at least half of the Xiwu people are infected with the blood plague, and there is still a tendency to spread, their Xiwu tribe did not die from foreign conquests, did not die from natural and man-made disasters, but now they are going to die of the plague.

Chen Zongheng saw these Xiwu people, looking sad, and couldn't help but feel compassion, just about to open his mouth to prove that he could cure the blood plague, suddenly a guard hurriedly ran in.

The clothes on his body were already soaked with blood, and as soon as they appeared, the strong smell of blood filled the entire hall, making Chen Zongheng wrinkle his nose slightly, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"The patriarch is not good, early this morning, we found the corpses of the leader of Wan Tinghai and twenty people in the stream in the back mountain!"

"What!"

Hearing this news, Wan Qiluo and Congyun exclaimed in unison.

Chen Zongheng, on the other hand, lowered his eyebrows and stared at his toes indifferently.

Congyun's face was gloomy, and he hurriedly looked at Wan Qiluo, "Patriarch, the leader of Wan has the strength of a nine-star martial artist, and most of the entourage are five-star martial artists, and it is rare to meet an opponent in this southern Xinjiang, how can he be killed, but the corpse is behind the ancestral land?"

Wan Qiluo's expression was slightly condensed, and he immediately waved his hand, looking at Chen Zonghengdao, "This is a secret of my clan, Doctor Chen, please avoid it first." ”

Chen Zongheng shrugged his shoulders, put down the tea, and swaggered out, but when he passed by the guard, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, revealing a look of confusion.

However, none of the people present noticed the abnormality of Chen Zongheng's expression, and after he left, the entire villa was immediately put under martial law, and Chen Zongheng saw Wan Zhenshan and another bearded man, and hurried over.

"Leader Wan, morning. ”

Chen Zongheng grinned and greeted the two.

If he guessed correctly, the person next to Wanzhen Mountain should be the leader of the three major tribes of the Xiwu tribe and the last tribe.

Moreover, the surname of this Xiwu tribe is also very strange, as long as there is a little status, the surname Wan is used, and the others all use the subordinate surname, and the hierarchy is extremely strict.

"Hmph. ”

Seeing Chen Zongheng, Wan Zhenshan's face immediately fell, and he snorted coldly, without looking at him, he passed by aggressively.

On the contrary, it was the bearded man who glanced Chen Zongheng up and down curiously, smiled at him and nodded, and then walked forward in an orderly manner.

"Look, they are all leaders, why is the quality gap so big!" Chen Zongheng shook his head, deeply worried about the quality of the Xiwu leadership team.

"Shameless boy, why do you still have the face to stay here!"

At this moment, the voice that made Chen Zongheng extremely unhappy came out from behind him.

He lazily looked sideways, and saw Qin Feng at a glance, his snarky old face, as if someone else owed him tens of billions.

"Why are there mosquitoes humming? ”

Chen Zongheng muttered and patted his arm lightly.

“……”

Qin Feng was furious, so angry that he wanted to split, he couldn't wait to eat Chen Zongheng raw!

He has been practicing medicine for 50 years, and he has never seen such a rude, empty-eyed junior!

But soon, he sneered and said mockingly, "Shameless child, you should cherish this time, when I cure the patriarch of all people, I must ask her to execute you with insect punishment, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Chen Zongheng yawned, continued to walk forward, and replied nonchalantly, "The ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, you can't cure the blood plague, give up." ”

After speaking, Chen Zongheng didn't bother to take care of Qin Feng, who was so angry that he jumped to his feet, and returned directly to his residence and asked Wan Tongchou to help find a place to refine medicine.

At noon, smoke began to rise in the sky above the ancestral land of the Xiwu people, and every household began to light a fire to cook.

Although electricity can be used here, I don't know if it's because of tradition or some other reason, every household in the Xiwu people uses the most primitive boiler for cooking, and what appeared in front of Chen Zongheng was a 30-centimeter-high, one-square-meter stove.

"Deacon Wan, I want to make alchemy, not to boil medicine, let alone cook, do you think it's appropriate for you to bring me to this kind of place?"

Chen Zongheng pointed to the front of him, this blackened Stove God New Year painting, looking at Wan Tongcai speechlessly.

Wan Tongchou scratched his head, smiled awkwardly, and explained in a low voice, "Divine doctor, the place where you want to refine the pill, the old man really can't find it, this is already the biggest and best stove in the clan, it is to use ......"

Chen Zongheng hurriedly waved his hand, he was not interested in what material the stove was made of, and the current conditions were limited, so he could only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

"Forget it, let's make do with it first, Deacon Wan, you can get busy first. ”

"Okay, tell me something about it. ”

Deacon Wan nodded, turned and left the stove room.

Immediately after, Zheng Xuan ran in with a bag of herbs.

"Chief, all the medicine you asked me to pick is here. ”

"Okay, let's put it there for now. ”

What Chen Zongheng wants to refine now is a D-grade elixir.

It's called Rejuvenation Pill.

It is mainly used for the treatment of external injuries and has the function of maintenance.

If you can insist on taking rejuvenation pills from an early age, you can ensure that you will not age before the age of 60, which is much more effective than hyaluronic acid and anti-aging injections.

The reason why he chose the Rejuvenation Pill was that Chen Zongheng also took a fancy to the fact that there were not many medicinal materials needed for it, and it was not rare, so it was best to use it for practice.

After everything was ready, Chen Zongheng stared at the stove in front of him and exhaled deeply.

For the first time in his life, alchemy is finally about to begin!