Lingzhou, grove

Under the scorching sun, this slightly shady forest still remained somewhat cool.

The sunlight scattered a little bit of light through the dense foliage, and the surrounding area was still a dark scene, which was the perfect place for the conspirators.

Right now, there are two people in the grove, arguing.

"Venerable Hundred Poisons, are you sure that medicine can bring down the people of the Fan family?"

"The Fan family is heavily guarded, and no matter how powerful the poison is, it will be discovered by their doormen."

A man in black frowned and said, although Grandpa had instructed him to obey the command of the Master of Hundred Poisons, he was here to learn.

But Tang Kui really didn't pay attention to such indiscriminate tactics.

Warriors should have higher pursuits and more clever tactics.

Maybe I'll be able to command this battle.

"What, doesn't Tang Gongzi believe it?" An old man with crane hair and a childish face and fairy wind bones sat on the Taishi chair and said with a smile.

His appearance is very good, if he goes to Baicaomen, Shennongtang and other pharmacies, he will definitely attract a large number of patients to come for consultation.

Just looking at this appearance, I'm afraid no one will believe that this is a miracle doctor who eats people and does not spit out bones-the Master of Hundred Poisons.

"Of course I don't believe it."

"What did you get [heat stroke powder], and you asked for 300,000 taels of silver, which is enough to apply for how many divine machine crossbows?"

"Don't you take the opportunity to corrupt the shadow of my Tang family."

"Besides, to deal with the Fan family's caravan, at least dozens of divine crossbows are needed to ambush and block the attack!"

"Poisoning or something, it's just a means of doing it."

Tang Kui took a deep breath, trying to fight for the leadership of this operation, but the next moment-

"Tang Gongzi is wrong."

The Venerable Master waved his hand and said coldly:

"First of all, the silver is what the old man deserves, and the knowledge of the old man in this life is worth this amount, and it will not be possible to do it without a tael of silver."

"Secondly, the Fan family's caravan, give you a divine crossbow, can you eat it?"

"There are two hundred monks and soldiers in the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and fifty Li soldiers in the Chu garrison, not to mention Master Yuanjue, a talented man in the world, the most outstanding disciple of the Guangming Temple, and a strong man in the late congenital stage, can you deal with it?"

"What do you think of the Temple of Light? What do you think of the Divine Might? What do you think of the Fan family?"

"Did the martial arts practice break your brain?"

The Venerable Master of Hundred Poisons reprimanded Tang Kui unceremoniously, which can be said to be Lao Tzu scolding his son, which made the talent of the Tang family blush instantly.

No one has ever scolded him like this in his life.

"You old horseman, but you are just the early stage of old age and decrepitude."

And I am young, I am already in the early stage of congenital, and I have a great future in the future!

"Shut up, Quier!" Another man in black appeared from behind the Venerable Hundred Poisons, and as soon as he appeared, he shouted a reprimand.

"Six, Uncle Six!"

"Why are you here?"

Tang Kuitian is not afraid, he is not afraid of the earth, he is afraid of his sixth uncle, because he is the second strongest man in the family, second only to his grandfather, considering the age difference between the two sides, if he really fights, maybe the sixth uncle is stronger.

"If I don't come, will I make you embarrassed?"

Tang Kui's sixth uncle, the second strongest man of the Tang family, Tang Jing said coldly

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"What did the head of the family order, this battle must be listened to by the real people."

"And you have the audacity to rebel against the orders of your family."

"Why don't you kneel down and apologize to the real people!"

Tang Kui gritted his teeth, knelt on one knee, lowered his head and said:

"Hundred Poison Real People, I was wrong."

"Young man, it's normal to be vigorous, old man understands."

"In this way, martial arts cultivation can move forward bravely." The Venerable Master of Hundred Poisons returned to smiling again, as if the quarrel had never occurred.

"But it's old

I still want to tell you that old decay is not poisoning, but making them sick."

Not poisoning, but sickness?

Tang Kui was slightly stunned.

"As for the results, we'll see tonight."

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Lingzhou, temporary camp

"They weren't poisoned, they did suffer from heat stroke." Chu Qianqiu checked the patient's body together, and after letting one of them replenish the salt water and sugar water, he finally figured out the other party's methods.

"Not poisoning?"

"A warrior is strong, how can he be so prone to heat stroke?"

"Lord Chu, this medicine can't be used indiscriminately, if it weren't for heat stroke, it would easily cause other problems!"

Not only the Yuanjue mage, but even the doctors in the caravan were stunned.

It is not uncommon for ordinary farmers to farm under the scorching sun and die of heat stroke, and the doctors have plenty of experience.

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However, a large number of Qi Accumulation Martial Artists, and even Innate Martial Artists, suffered from heat stroke, which was beyond their imagination and became dark under the lights.

They thought it was a poison like heat stroke, not a drug that could make people suffer from heat stroke.

This may be a listening twist.

Generally speaking, the dispel of poison by a warrior is to excrete the poison from the body, or to destroy the corresponding toxin.

However, Master Yuanjue has never been able to find the [toxin] in the body of the person suffering from heat stroke, and the heat stroke of a large range of martial artists can only be speculated to be poisoning, and there is no way to get around.

However, Chu Qianqiu understood that the real cause of heat stroke was the body's [electrolyte fluctuation], which had nothing to do with poisoning.

If the master of medicine understood this, and the toxin disappeared after using the drug to dehydrate people and cause confusion, of course, the Yuanjue mage could not find the toxin to expel it.

Doctors and monks couldn't find out what the toxin was, so they naturally didn't dare to treat it casually.

Therefore, Venerable Yuanjue adopted conservative treatment, replenishing the patient's true qi, allowing them to support their bodies and regain a little vitality.

However, this did not solve the problem of electrolyte frustration, so it waited until the true qi was consumed and started again.

"That person avoided the properties of [detoxification], and used [sweating], [warming] and other medicinal effects, which eventually promoted the occurrence of heat stroke."

"Let's try it with the same treatment for heat stroke."

Chu Qianqiu did the experiment and said with great confidence.

A dead horse is a live horse doctor, and now everyone is out of line.

None of them found the existence of the toxin, so they agreed to his approach, and directly used the method of treating heat stroke, taking turns to fight.

I have to say that the enemy is very insidious, just a heat stroke, and they play tricks with you.

Sure enough, after all-out efforts to treat heat stroke, most of the patients began to recover.

At this time, Master Yuanjue breathed a sigh of relief.

"As the saying goes, there are clouds, and you can't see Mount Tai when you can't see it."

"If it weren't for Lord Chu today, the poor monk would have added many sins."

"Amitabha, Master Yuanjue is polite, I also hit by mistake, this enemy is ruthless, you must be on guard tonight." Chu Qianqiu said meaningfully.

The enemy made such a big move, but did not launch a corresponding attack, and there was no trace of the enemy within a radius of ten miles.

I'm afraid the other party will have to wait until tonight to make plans.

"It's nature, why should I command it." Gen Yuanjue also smiled.

He's a dart game, and he's familiar with it.

It was night, bandits, horse bandits, robbers, a total of thirty-six green forest heroes, all killed together.

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