Xu Chen didn't know how long he slept this time, and when he woke up naturally, he felt that he was much more relaxed.

Outside the door, Feng Xing and Feng Zhao were still like two statues, standing on both sides with a giant fork on their left and one in their right hand, as if they had never moved.

As if sensing that Xu Chen had woken up, Feng Zhao came to the door and said, "The elder said that if you wake up, we can help you prepare any food or items you need." ”

Xu Chen thought for a moment and asked Feng Zhao to invite the elders.

Soon the elder came in a hurry, and after a brief exchange between the two, the elder hurried away again, and soon, many Feng Clan people sent in an endless stream of various products unique to the Underworld, bones, animal skins, teeth, spars, soul beads, food, divine plasma, ghost water, and even the two things sent by Xu Chen.

There are twenty or thirty kinds of these messy things, and the smell of things is different, but most of them are either eaten and drunk or made into weapons and leather armor, and very few are used to cure diseases.

As for the things of making weapons and food, Xu Chen gave up after a general look, and his main direction was still to focus on these things to enhance cultivation and heal.

However, it is a pity that there is a shortage of species in the underworld, and there are only eight kinds of medicinal herbs in total, including four kinds of divine plasma, ghost water, Lethe flower and the flower of the other side, and he has never heard of the remaining four, so the elder and the patriarch also came to help him explain the use of these medicines in person.

After listening, Xu Chen couldn't help but twitch.

These people have been inherited in the Underworld for too long, and most of their knowledge has been lost, and the various skills left behind now have little to do with the ancient human race, all of which are a new knowledge system slowly formed in the Underworld Wilderness itself.

At present, the only remaining pharmacological knowledge of the Wind Clan that is still related to the ancient times is the method of tapping the meridian acupuncture points used to awaken the dormant people.

Another simple way to make pills is to mash several common medicines and mix them into a pill with ghost water.

This pill is almost the only medicine used by the Feng people in their daily life, which can stimulate the soul to suppress blood poison, and can also enhance physical fitness, in short, it is a universal pill, take one pill for headache and brain fever, eat one pill for skin and flesh, take one pill for unconscious, take one pill for infertility, and take one pill without having sex.

Anyway, a pill in hand, I have it in the world, in addition, life and death have life and wealth in the sky, if you can resist it, you will live, if you can't resist it, if you can't drag it, you will die.

This is the brutal way of survival faced by all races in the Underworld.

But fortunately, what remains is the essence.

The Underworld has become as powerful as the Underworld, and it doesn't need too many resources to survive.

It's just that with the passage of time, the tribes that seriously lack knowledge inheritance and the protection of the strong will become worse and worse.

If the current situation continues to develop, it is estimated that it will not be long before the Wind Clan will perish.

And Xu Chen suddenly seemed to fall from the sky, bringing new hope to this dying tribe.

At this time, Xu Chen's news of the discovery of the divine pattern from the dormant clan had spread throughout the tribe.

Although everyone was strictly ordered by the patriarch and elders not to come and disturb Xu Chen, this news had also stimulated all the warriors of the tribe to scream, and there was a kind of blood surging to the point of madness, gathering in the hall to make a loud noise, and fiercely discussing the legendary various powerful god pattern combat techniques.

And the mountain phantom released by Xu Chen in the stone chamber has also been found from many ancient stone carvings or animal skin records left behind, it is a defensive battle technique called Fengzhang, it is said that when cultivated to the extreme, it can suppress the mountains and seas, and even the most powerful underworld beasts cannot break through.

Of course, these legends have long since been passed down beyond recognition after thousands of years, and the authenticity of the information and records is still debatable.

But in any case, the news that Xu Chen had discovered the Divine Pattern Combat Technique had activated the entire ancient tribe with great excitement and enthusiasm.

Of course, everyone was also nervously waiting for Xu Chen's next move, rescuing a deep dormant, maybe he could really unlock the secret of the Divine Pattern.

In a natural grotto near the ancestral temple, two Lethe flowers, which look like ice sculptures, are planted in two pools several feet square.

The pool is surrounded by blue-black stone, crisscrossed with various lines and some ancient runes.

In the air, wisps of black mist converged into the black water of the pool under the guidance of the formation.

Feng Yi and more than a dozen warriors who had just been woken up by Xu Chen's help not long ago sat in a circle around the two Lethe flowers, meditating with their eyes closed, breathing in the cold mist released by the Lethe flowers.

The bright and clear blood poison lines on their faces and bodies in their slumber have weakened a lot, and their dark skin has begun to approach the color of normal clansmen, although they all look very thin and thin, most of them are like skeletons, but their divine aura is extremely strong, and many of them have the strength that is not weaker than that of the elders.

While meditating, a trace of anger appeared on Feng Yi's face, and he slowly opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at a clansman guarding the door of the cave: "What's the matter, how can we be quiet?" ”

The soldier guarding the door hurriedly told Xu Chen about finding the Divine Pattern and successfully activating it.

"What?" Feng Yi jumped up in surprise, and then he didn't care about his first awakening, turned into a gust of wind and rushed out of the grotto, heading straight for the hall.

"Fengyi, why did you come out?" Everyone in the hall was very surprised when they saw Feng Yi.

"Where is Xu Chen? I want to see him! Feng Yi yelled.

"Brother, you can't go see him, now he is trying to find a way to save the remaining dormants, if he succeeds, maybe he can wake up the old witch master!" Feng Feiyi hurriedly stepped forward to stop Feng Yi.

"No, I have to see him right away, the Divine Pattern is so important, I almost activated it before I hibernated!" Feng Yi pushed away Feng Feiyi and yelled excitedly.

"What?" This time, it was the turn of all men, women, and children in the entire stone hall to exclaim.

A middle-aged man stepped forward and grabbed Feng Yi and said, "Why did you never say that?" ”

Feng Yi unceremoniously knocked off the middle-aged man's hand and said: "How about saying it, what's the use of not succeeding, if Xu Chen can really activate the divine pattern, I will definitely be able to succeed, I want to see him, take me quickly!" ”

Xu Chen was holding a few simple desolate medicinal herbs in the room and meditating.

At the moment, although it seems that there is a clear idea of saving the remaining dormants, it is actually very troublesome to implement, and there is no way to learn from it.

If it is in the mortal immortal realm, the monk has already opened the meridian dantian, even if he is unconscious, after feeding the elixir, the body will take the initiative to absorb and refine under the stimulation of the aura, and if it is supplemented with some decoction, any injury can slowly improve.

But the difference between these human races and mortal cultivators in the underworld is too great, it is completely barbaric and grows without any cultivation techniques, the theory of pills in the mortal world is almost impossible to apply in the underworld, Xu Chenkong has countless alchemy knowledge, but now he finds that he can't use any of them.

However, there are only seven or eight simple medicinal materials in the desolation, and there is no system at all, let alone a theory and method that can be used in the Dan.

Therefore, he began to think of a plan to use pills to assist in follow-up arousal therapy, but it seemed that he had reached a dead end at the beginning.

However, he was never one to give up easily.

Although there is a big difference between the Mortal Race and the Mortal Race, the body structure and the Divine Soul are still the same, only one body is rich in Yuan Qi and Aura, and the other is rich in the blood poison accumulated by the Immortal Qi and Divine Plasma.

In order to refine a drug that can actively absorb and assist in strengthening the divine soul and reforging flesh and blood, it is necessary to find a way to use these drugs in the underworld.

First of all, it must be Bai Qi that fuels the divine soul and reforges the flesh.

Secondly, it is the divine plasma that suppresses and resists the spirit qi.

In addition, to suppress the blood poison, it is necessary to use ghost water or Lethe flower.

The remaining medicines also have some healing effects on the body and stimulating the spirit, but they are not very important.

But no matter what kind of medicine is other than opening white qi, it does not have the clear five element attributes of mortal elixir, so if you want to use the Dan furnace to refine, it is completely confusing.

After all, everything in the Netherworld Realm almost couldn't feel the aura fluctuations.

It stands to reason that Reiki is the foundation of all life.

Where there is no spiritual energy, there will only be dead silence.

Although the desolation is dark and dark, it must also have an aura to be able to give birth to these strange plant beasts.

However, the appearance of soul beasts seems to have broken the framework of this life form.

There is only one soul bead in his body, and even his body is condensed by black qi, there is life but no aura, which is completely inconsistent with the knowledge structure that Xu Chen has understood since he stepped into the Immortal Dao.

Could it be that the underworld and the mortal world are two completely different rules of life?

Xu Chen frowned and thought.

If that's the case, then how to solve this puzzle.

If you can't do it, you can only spend a lot of energy and time to help the Wind Clan wake up the rest of the dormants.

But what about the most terrifying old witch master?

Facing the old coffin that had been sleeping for an unknown number of years, Xu Chen definitely didn't want to stay next to his coffin every day to help him treat his qi, maybe with a negligence, this old zongzi would kill himself with a slap.

Although he didn't have a clue, after carefully summarizing it, Xu Chen still had some ideas.

That is, this medicine must be based on ghost water, so as to suppress the blood poison, weaken the corrosion of the blood poison on the flesh and blood, and let the body slowly regain its vitality.

In addition, on the basis of the ghost water, white qi is used to forcibly neutralize and expel the dark qi in the body of the dormant, stabilize the soul and reforge the body, and finally reach the state of complete awakening.

The current problem is how to make the drug absorb and refine on its own after it enters the body of the sleeper.

While Xu Chen was pondering, there was suddenly a commotion outside, and soon the scolding of the patriarch and the elders sounded.

(End of chapter)