The Holy Medical Hall was silent, and even the sound of people's breathing could be heard in the innermost room, and even the sound of someone deliberately lowering their breathing could be heard. Some people lowered their heads, some nervously probed around, and the atmosphere was very oppressive and tense, as if someone was peeping here.

In the tense atmosphere, suddenly someone couldn't help coughing, the general glanced at him, and continued to ask: "Ten more days?"

Because of this sentence, the atmosphere in the room was a little lighter.

Anwar followed the priest to the window and asked in a low voice, "What the hell is going on?"

The priest said, "No one can get the medicine family to offer a prescription, because until now, no one knows who actually made this elixir. ”

Hearing this answer, Anwar was very surprised, forgetting the strange atmosphere in the room, and said in a slightly high voice: "How is this possible?"

Since this kind of elixir exists in the world and has already been used, it is natural that someone sent the medicine to the major military governments, how could it not be found out who made the medicine?

The priest raised his right hand and motioned for her to pay attention to her emotions, but did not explain anything.

"Even if you don't know the origin of this elixir, then what about imitation? If there is no prescription, you can also extrapolate backwards through the ingredients of the elixir. ”

Anwar looked at the priest's somewhat hesitant expression, thinking that he had guessed what his concerns were, and persuaded him: "This is to save lives and help the wounded, not to do business, the lives of the front-line soldiers are countless times more important than those outdated moral concepts, I believe that both the archbishops and you should be very clear about this." ”

The priest shook his head and said, "You don't understand, this matter is very complicated, and this elixir is also very complicated, and it is difficult to imitate. ”

"You can roughly guess by looking at the name, this elixir should be based on cinnabar, supplemented by various medicines, if it is really so magical, the important place must be in the auxiliary materials. Anwar stared into the priest's eyes and said, "But please don't tell me how rare those auxiliaries are, because they won't convince me." ”

There are no medicinal materials in the world that the state religion and the imperial court can't find, but this can't make the priest speechless, he said with a wry smile: "Don't say that you can find those auxiliary materials, even what kind of auxiliary materials this pill has, no one has been able to figure it out until now." ”

Anwar was shocked again, thinking to himself that with the ability of so many clergy and scholars in the state religion and the imperial court, how could he not have figured out the composition and proportion of those excipients.

The priest lowered his voice and said, "The number of pills available for research is too small, and the person who provided the pills has already stated in advance that this is forbidden. ”

Hearing that there was such a thing, Anwar became more and more interested and asked, "What is the origin of this elixir?"

"As I said before, no one knows the origin, people only know that a year ago, a bottle of pill appeared in Yonglanguan. ”

The priest's eyes suddenly brightened, as if they were glowing, but they were not greedy and possessive, but yearning and awe.

There were twenty pills in the bottle of pills that appeared in Yonglan Pass, maybe it was because he was in a hurry, maybe the mysterious alchemist had made some arrangements in advance, in short, a seriously injured soldier who was about to die took one pill and survived.

After that, such things kept happening, no matter how many injuries they suffered, as long as they did not die on the spot, they could survive after taking this elixir, although not every time they could completely repair the injuries of the injured, and some cultivators could not be cured if they were broken or their meridians were broken, but at least they were far from the shadow of death.

All the people who saw the picture of the elixir saving people with their own eyes exclaimed that this was a miracle.

Naturally, the miracle spread extremely quickly, and in a very short period of time, this mysterious elixir became the most famous thing in more than ten military palaces in the snow field.

I don't know what day it started, people suddenly knew that this pill was called cinnabar, but they still didn't know where it came from and who made it.

Healing the dead and giving birth to white bones, these are the two sentences that Anwar has seen in Daozang, and of course she knows that this is an exaggerated description and cannot be true. But today, the reactions of the people in the Holy Medical Hall, as well as the bright eyes of the priest, told her that this was a real existence and had been seen. Even if there is a legendary holy medicine hidden in the depths of the palace, it must be nothing more than that, and the number of holy medicines must be extremely small, and it has no meaning for this war......

She suddenly asked, "How many cinnabar pills are there?"

The priest said, "No one knows. ”

Hearing this answer again, Anwar suddenly felt very tired.

But this time it has nothing to do with mysticism, just simple math problems.

"Every other month, a bottle of cinnabar will appear, so no one knows how many of them there are. ”

The priest looked into her eyes and said, "I'm more inclined to believe that the Cinnabar Pill was refined by that person, and it is constantly being refined. ”

Anwar was shocked again, and said in a slightly tight voice: "I hope it's the latter, too." ”

If it is the latter, it means that Cinnabar Dan can continuously supply soldiers on the front line, and it may gradually increase.

No matter how you look at it, this is the best situation, of course, first of all, on the premise that Cinnabar Dan is really so magical.

Anwar looked at the priest with a look of hope in his eyes, even a little like begging.

The priest knew how she was feeling, what she wanted to hear, for he had had the same moment, and the tension and anticipation were still unforgettable.

He looked at her and said calmly and firmly, "Yes, Cinnabar Dan can really save lives, no matter how injured you are. ”

Anwar's hands trembled a little, not because of nervousness, but because of joy and confusion.

She was a clergyman and a healer, with a deep compassion and compassion, and her most important thought was how to save the dead.

She knew that this meant that for the first time in human history, she had a holy medicine that could be mass-produced.

For her, this means that many of the separations between life and death are gone, and the pain is gone.

Of course, for the Terrans, this holy medicine also means more things, such as the fact that some important formation masters and cultivators are equivalent to having two lives.

So, what does this elixir mean for this war between the human race and the demon race?

Anwar didn't think about that.

She wondered, what would this elixir be if it wasn't a gift from the Kingdom of God to the human race?

No matter who that person is, he is destined to stand on the altar of history and accept the worship of all peoples, right?

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(The word count of this chapter is 1981, and I will continue to make up for the account of the chapter that was repeated at the beginning of the day at the beginning.) ）