Qing He didn't expect that the medicine hall would make such an astonishing discovery. It can change the fate of many people and bring countless Awakened to the tribe at the same time.

When I came to the medicine hall, Momiji was burying his head in what he was doing, very focused. Qing He looked at it for a while before he said loudly: "Red leaves, I'm back." ”

"Qinghe, come and see, what's wrong with this drug ratio. "Momiji doesn't raise his head and speaks. She has been studying for a few days, but she has never found a problem, and it just so happens that Qinghe is back and can help.

"What are you doing here? Show me the formula. ”

Momiji didn't answer, just handed over the recipe.

Reaching out to take the formula, Qinghe looked at it seriously. Looking at it, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and asked, "Are you refining poison?" or are you making an antidote?"

There are a lot of poisons in the formula, which is very dangerous, and in Qinghe's opinion, this is already a highly toxic formula. Without figuring out the purpose of Momiji, she didn't dare to change it at will.

Red Leaf looked at Qing He with sparkling eyes, "I'm trying to make a poison that can directly enter the bloodstream through the skin and make living beings die within a few breaths." The main reason for doing this kind of poison is to target high-level desolate beasts. ”

Qing He stared at the red leaves and did not speak.

Momiji was looked at for a long time before he realized it and asked, "What are you looking at me like this?"

"Momiji, did you find a problem?"

"What's the problem?"

"You're very interested in poison. Qing He looked around, "Eighty percent of the things here are highly poisonous, venom, poison powder, poison pills, etc., everything you can think of, you have made it." It's fully functional, and you can open a poison hall. ”

Qinghe was also suddenly shocked to realize that Hongye had a strong interest in poison. In the past, we worked together to develop poisons, and I didn't feel anything special. Today, she suddenly found that Momiji's research room was occupied by so much poison, and she was shocked that something seemed wrong.

Momiji said puzzledly: "Yes, I'm interested in poison. But what's wrong with that?"

Qinghe was asked, and only after a while did he say, "It seems that there is no problem." ”

"Then take a look at this recipe, how to modify it appropriately?" Hongye immediately pointed to the formula in Qing He's hand and said.

"Are you trying to use this poison to break through the defenses of high-level desolate beasts and kill them with one blow?" asked Qing He as he looked at the formula.

"Hmm. The fur of high-level desolate beasts has strong defense and is difficult to pierce. I want to use this poison to penetrate the blood of the beast through the skin and take the life of the beast. Momiji said truthfully.

The two of them began to discuss one by one, burying their heads in research, not caring about everything around them.

The whole time I watched the forest that had been ignored, standing in the corner and not knowing what to say. He had already discovered this problem.

Ever since he came to the Medicine Hall, Lin Zi had found that there were all kinds of poisons here, more than the serious elixirs. The name is bizarre, and the role is even more bizarre. He always wanted to ask, but looking at the medicine master's rightful appearance, he didn't dare to say anything.

Now that he has seen the interaction between the Holy Lord and the Medicine Master with his own eyes, Lin Zi actually wants to ask, "Is the Medicine Hall really going to become a Poison Hall?"

In Lin Zi's view, the style of the medicine hall has been influenced by the medicine owner and has been deviated. Most people think that the best gift to give someone is poison, and the more poisonous the better. I don't know if the giver has considered the feelings of the person receiving the gift.

Looking at the selfless Holy Lord and the Medicine Master, Lin Zi shook his head and turned to leave.

Immersed in drug research, Qinghe forgot the passage of time. It wasn't until the Yi patriarch came to find her that she realized that two days had passed.

"Patriarch, you wait a minute, I'll pack up and come. After hurriedly saying hello, Qinghe hurriedly went to clean himself up. In the past two days of various tests, her body has become dirty.

Momiji ignored the arrival of the Yi patriarch and was still doing something. Qinghe has helped solve the key problem, and she wants to complete the follow-up as soon as possible.

The Yi patriarch looked at Momiji and shook his head. He also knew that once the medicine owner delved into the drug, there was nothing important that could not be disturbed.

Soon Di Qinghe came back and asked with a smile: "Patriarch, I've kept you waiting for a long time, what are you looking for me?"

"The Holy Lord has been out for so long, and a lot has happened in the tribe. I would like to invite the Holy Lord to the Hall of Elders to discuss together. ”

"You can send someone to tell me, why bother to come in person. Qinghe heard the intention of Yi and said embarrassedly. Patriarch Yi is an elder, and he came to invite her in person, which made her feel a little rude.

"I was also passing by, and I just thought about it and came in to tell you. Tomorrow morning, what will we see in the Hall of Elders?" The next day I saw that it was getting late, and today was obviously not suitable.

"Good. I'll be there tomorrow morning. ”

Seeing the Yi patriarch leave, Qinghe turned around and asked Hongye: "What happened in the tribe, it shouldn't be a trivial matter to let the patriarch find it in person, right?"

Momiji continued the movements in his hand and said without raising his head: "It should be about the heir of the Hall of Elders." ”

"Isn't it a blast?" asked Qing He rhetorically. When she left, she had already talked to Tempest about it. The Yi patriarch is also in favor, and there should be no problem.

"Isn't it a campaign?" Momiji glanced up at Qing He, "Many people in the clan who think they are capable have participated, and the wind has met an opponent. ”

"Huh?" Qing He was taken aback, "Who is it?"

In Qinghe's view, the wind is the most advantageous, and it is better than others in terms of personal strength and qualifications.

Momiji stopped what he was doing, stood up and said, "This matter was made by the Yi patriarch. In order to increase the prestige of the Tempest, it could have been decided after the decision of the council. But the Yi patriarch wanted to get more people involved and cheer for the wind, but the result was not under his control. One person was chosen among the ordinary people, forgot what it was called, and at first no one cared, but now there is a lot of uproar. Ordinary people almost all supported that person, and the wind suddenly became embarrassed. The Yi patriarch may have wanted to settle this matter earlier, but there is no good way, and it just so happens that you have returned. ”

After listening to Hongye's words, Qinghe was speechless. "I didn't expect that a person like the Yi patriarch would be able to do such a thing. With his prestige, it shouldn't be difficult to suppress it. And the paladin is here, and his old man must be supporting the wind. With such an advantage, how can you still get things to the current situation?"

"You're right. If it just happens, it can be suppressed by taking strong measures. But the problem is that it was too late. Nowadays, the ordinary people of the tribe occupy most of the people, and they have a certain status, so they want to support the people they are satisfied with. If a reasonable explanation cannot be given, I am afraid that the consequences will be somewhat serious. Momiji was a little angry. In her opinion, the matter of Tribal Dabi is the most important thing now. But those ordinary people are just getting better, and they are delusional about something.

Qing He looked at the red leaves thoughtfully.