"It's the moon halo, you're back. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info you and Zhang Xiwu didn't say goodbye, let us look for a long time!"

Jiang Yan's face was full of hearty smiles, and the tiredness that could not be hidden in the past had disappeared, just like a different person.

Seeing this, Yue Huang couldn't help but pause, when Wu Luo took them away, he really forgot to say a word to others.

"It's nothing, it's just a bit of a rush at the beginning, and I left in a hurry. But Jiang Yan, what are you going to do with these medicines?"

Although a little embarrassed, Yue Qi still pointed to the stone pot that exuded a strong smell of medicine and asked.

"You said this, of course it was for my clansmen, but it was a waste of effort!"

Seeing that Yuehalo mentioned the medicinal soup, Jiang Yan showed joy on his face and said quite proudly.

Hearing this Jiang Yan say this, Yue Huang couldn't help but feel angry. However, Jiang Yannai is the head of a clan, although he is not the leader of the righteous name, but after all, he is an important figure in the Lieshan Clan. To rebuke in front of others is really detrimental to majesty.

Twisting his eyebrows, Yuehalo said solemnly:

"Jiang Yan, I also know a little about the situation in Middle-earth, but you can't be so eager for quick success. Although the clansmen of the Lieshan tribe have basically eliminated the sequelae of the forbidden technique, they can't withstand such a burst of medicinal properties after years of origin losses!"

Listening to Yuedi's half-dissatisfied and half-reproachful tone, Jiang Yan couldn't help but be stunned. After a while, he shook his head with a wry smile and said:

"It's strange that I didn't make it clear to you, speaking of which, this herb is also related to you and the gods of Zhang Sacrificial Witch, and these medicinal soups are just an introduction. Forget it, I can't say clearly, you can come and take a look!"

Stretching out his hand, Jiang Yan led Yuehalo over the stone pot with a smile and walked towards the station.

When he arrived at the ancestral altar of the Lieshan Ministry, Jiang Yan said to Jiang Chang's sacrificial witch who was guarding here, and then stepped into the altar with the moon halo.

In the center of the altar, a soft animal skin dragged a dozen or so green beads of different sizes, lying there quietly.

"What is this?"

The green beads look similar to jade, but the edges and corners are much softer. Jiang Yan came here with the moon halo, these green beads must have something to do with those medicinal soups, but the moon halo couldn't be seen at all.

"Do you remember the giant tree that covered the sky one day, it is said to be the manifestation of the will of Taiyi God, and the giant tree once sprinkled countless branches and leaves when it left, and these green beads are the condensation of those branches and leaves!"

Carefully took out a green bead and cut a gap with a stone knife, and suddenly a thick layer of vitality overflowed from the green bead, wrapping Jiang Yan's hands.

"Although those medicinal soups are for the clansmen, they are actually to match the vitality in these green beads to make up for the origin of the clansmen's losses, and they are not directly given to them to drink!"

Listening to Jiang Yan's explanation, Yuehalo probably understood the whole story. After calming down, she couldn't help but smile at Jiang Yan apologetically and said:

"This time I was reckless, and I didn't figure it out and came to blame. ”

Putting down the green beads, Jiang Yan smiled easily and waved his hand indifferently.

"But how did you come up with those medicinal soups? Now that you think about it, it's really exquisite, could it be that you Lieshan tribe also have clansmen who are good at medicinal herbs?"

The two slowly got off the altar, and suddenly thought of those herbs, and Yuehalo couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It can also be said that it is a member of the Lieshan tribe, that is our ancestral spirit, and now it is the ghost of the underworld. When I was sacrificing to the moon god that day, I received a gift from the god Taiyi and was able to communicate with the ghosts. The methods of finding the green beads and using the green beads were all learned by my ancestor Jiang Xu from the underworld. ”

Listening to Yuedi's question, Jiang Yan thought for a moment and quickly replied.

"Underworld?"

Muttering to herself, Moon Halo suddenly became a little interested in the Underworld, and it seemed that she could always hear news from the Underworld during this time.

"By the way, Moon Halo, in fact, there is something for you. Although I have already obtained the method of refining medicinal decoction taught by my ancestors, I myself am not too sure about it, and you can still bite the bullet when you are not here. Now that you're back, I wonder if you can help us?"

Jiang Yan asked sincerely, and Yuehalo also agreed. To be honest, she herself was also interested in this medicinal soup from the underworld.

A day later, the medicinal soup was completed under the command of the moon halo. At this time, Jiang Yan threw the dozen or so green beads into the medicinal soup, and the green beads visible to the naked eye continued to dissolve, and circles of green continued to emerge from the beads, turning the pot of medicinal soup into a piece of jade color.

After the green beads disappeared completely, Jiang Yan picked up a stone bowl, took a bowl of turquoise medicinal soup from the stone pot, and drank it all.

Visible to the naked eye, Jiang Yan's body was flushed with red, like a red-hot prawn, which was the use of those irritating herbs. In this case, the vitality that was integrated into the medicinal soup merged into Jiang Yan's body at the fastest speed, constantly making up for the origin of his losses.

However, a bowl of medicinal soup is limited after all. For Jiang Yan, who is already in his twenties, his own life source is a river where only the last bit of wet mud remains, and this bowl of medicinal soup is at best a drizzle in spring.

Putting down the stone bowl, Jiang Yan glanced around his people seriously. Because of the sequelae of the forbidden arts, the clansmen of the Lieshan tribe are all old, although he is used to it, but he has never liked it.

To be old in this world is to be weak, and to be weak is to die.

"The medicinal decoction brought by the ancestors is effective, and I have verified it. One bowl per person, children under the age of fourteen come first!"

No one refuted Jiang Yan's words, although Jiang Yan was probably the only person in the world who did not perform the duties of a leader without sacrificing witches, but among the people of the Lieshan tribe, he was still very prestigious.

Everyone held a stone bowl, this kind of thing was nothing to the Lieshan Division, which had five or six hundred people at its peak, and when everyone drank it, there was not much medicinal soup left in the stone pot.

Calling a few children who performed well on weekdays, Jiang Yan gave them the last bit of medicinal soup. After everyone dispersed, Jiang Yan arranged for someone to pull the stone pot down to be cleaned.

"There are not many sources of children's losses, and the sequelae have been eliminated with the help of the moon halo, and the addition of this medicinal soup will basically not affect their growth!"

After receiving a gift from Taiyi at the sacrifice, under the influence of divine power, Jiang Yan could occasionally think about some fragments of his dream of destroying the life and death clan. Among these fragments, the deepest memory is probably that he supported himself to the end with the power of witch sacrifice, but his people had already died in the fierce battle. (To be continued.) )