"What, healing?"

Hearing Feng Xiu's words, the nine people in the audience were stunned.

The alchemy conference, the last round, actually wants to cure poison.

"Yes, in the last round of the alchemy conference, the old man originally decided to try the five-grade pill, but now it seems that if it's just a pill, it's not interesting, and it's something different."

Looking at the few people with surprised faces, after Feng Xiu said this, he walked towards the old man who was lying on the wooden board.

"Elder Leng, how are you feeling?"

Coming to the wooden plank, looking at the old man who was already dying on the wooden board, Feng Xiu said with a guilty face.

Ten years ago, when he was still an elder, he traveled with this person to the Soul Forbidden Land to find an elixir main material.

Who knew that he was attacked by a rare poisonous beast on the way, and this person was unfortunately bitten in order to save him, and he has not been cured for ten years.

This has always been a guilt in his heart.

Originally, he was already hopeless, but when he saw that there were only nine people left in the field, he suddenly thought that this old man was about to die, so it was better to use it as a question for the third round of exams.

Although he knew that there was little hope, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he did not want to give up.

"Feng Xiu, I'm already a dying person, why do you bother to do this."

Seeing Feng Xiu's gaze, the old man, whom he called Elder Leng, had a painful expression and slowly spoke.

"I know you're still haunted by what happened back then, but it's happened, and I can only blame my life."

As he said this, Elder Leng was breathing rapidly and his body was shaking.

"Even if there's only a glimmer of hope left, I'd like to try."

Looking at such a cold elder, Feng Xiu's heart was like a knife, and he slowly stood up and looked at Chu Shaoyang's nine people.

"The nine of you, don't scruple, just come up and watch, I will give each of you half an hour, if you cure Elder Leng...... Or let him be a little better, the champion of the alchemy conference is his. ”

As Feng Xiu's words sounded, except for Chu Shaoyang's face, the other eight people in the audience all looked at Elder Leng dead and fell silent.

As an alchemist, although they also deal with poisonous weeds and poisonous beasts, the elixirs they refine are basically for the service of martial cultivators.

They rarely study detoxification, and even if they do, they don't achieve much.

Elder Leng's appearance, they could all see that he was on the verge of death, and they were not sure who would dare to step forward for treatment?

"Let the old man try it."

After a little groaning, among the eight people, a thin old man with gray hair walked towards Elder Leng.

Due to the age of the thin old man, when the level of Dan medicine was upgraded to the fifth grade, he was unable to improve, so he chose to study the medical Tao, and in terms of detoxification, he thought he was still a little confident.

Seeing the thin old man walking towards Elder Leng, Chu Shaoyang and the others all watched intently.

Under the gaze of everyone, the thin old man came to Elder Leng, and when he saw his face clearly, his face changed suddenly.

"The eyebrows are dark, the lips are purple, the toxin has attacked the heart, and he is not dead?"

In his impression, he was generally poisoned to this extent, and he was already a dead person, but although the other party looked depressed, his eyes were very clear.

"The old man gave him the Tianxin Pill, even if the toxin attacks the heart, it can maintain his life for ten years."

Seeing that the white-haired old man was so surprised, Feng Xiu said slowly.

"Tianxin Dan, no wonder."

Hearing this, the white-haired old man showed a look of relief.

For the Tianxin Pill, he knew very well how precious it was.

This elixir is a six-rank pill, and only an alchemist at the level of the Heavenly Martial Realm can refine it with the help of the power of the Heavenly Dao.

The deep-set pupils kept glancing at Elder Leng's body, and the white-haired old man kept shaking his head.

It lasted for half an hour before he stood up and hugged his fist at Feng Xiu: "The old man's medical skills are shallow, and he really can't find a way to cure this elder, I'm really ashamed." ”

When he had said this, he turned and left the square.

However, he did not leave, but stood in the corridor with Xiao Yi and some alchemists who did not leave.

They all wanted to know who the final alchemy tournament champion would be.

"Hmph, what kind of poison is so powerful, let me see it.

Seeing the thin old man leaving helplessly, Zhong Jun snorted coldly, and walked towards Elder Leng under the gaze of everyone.

As a representative of the two major families, Zhong Jun also learned some medical skills in the family.

"The toxin has already attacked the heart, and it seems that the only way to disperse the poison is to use the golden needle."

After seeing Elder Leng's situation clearly, Zhong Jun squatted on the ground, took out a row of golden needles from the Qiankun bag, and then lifted Elder Leng's somewhat loose clothes.

As the clothes were lifted, I saw that Elder Leng's body was all black and purple.

The pupils shrank, Rao is Zhong Jun's personality was indifferent and ruthless, and he also felt a tingling of his scalp, and he didn't dare to watch it carefully, so he hurriedly inserted the golden needle into the other party's body.

"Golden needles cure poison, it seems that this Zhong Jun still has some skills in medicine."

Seeing his move, Chu Shaoyang nodded lightly.

As for the medical way, since he obtained the medical holy book of the old man who controlled the beast, he knew a lot about the medical way.

Especially the silver needle to heal injuries and diseases, he can be said to be perfect until now.

"Hmph, carving insect skills."

However, compared to him, when he saw Zhong Jun's move, Wen Yu showed a look of disdain.

Hearing this, Chu Shaoyang glanced at him, smiled slightly, and didn't speak.

For this person, Chu Shaoyang believes that he should also have some means in terms of medical Taoism, otherwise he would not be worthy of becoming the inheritor of the two major alchemy families in the Martial Spirit Kingdom.

"President, this Zhong Jun really has some ability."

Just when Zhong Jun was treating Elder Leng's poison, Concubine Xiang saw that under his performance, Elder Leng's face actually became a little ruddy, and she praised at the moment.

"Well, it is indeed a bit capable of making Elder Leng improve in such a short period of time."

Nodding slightly, Feng Xiu also showed appreciation.

As time passed, when half an hour had passed, Zhong Jun pulled out the golden needle on Elder Leng's body, stood up, and sighed lightly.

"President, I've done my best, but unfortunately, I can only be treated like this."

At this time, Elder Leng, although he had not changed much under the treatment of his golden needle, his face was obviously much better-looking.

"Well, that's pretty good."

Seeing this, Feng Xiu was a little disappointed, but he still nodded.

"Hmph, I thought I had a lot of ability, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

However, at this moment, Wen Yu, who saw this scene in the field, sneered, and immediately walked towards Elder Leng.

At the same time, his confident voice sounded in the field.

"I'll let you see today, the real way to cure poison."

(End of chapter)