Perpetual Urban Doctor
Chapter 97's

What Kong Wanchuan said was true. War medicine is different from ordinary Chinese medicine for patients. Instead, it should be made in a special way to stimulate the medicinal properties hidden in the medicinal ingredients.

Compared to concocting ordinary Chinese medicine, this could be said to be concocting a high level of medicine. It is also one of the competing competitions in the world of martial arts, battle medicine.

After all, he didn't really make potions, but rather refined Gu. According to common sense, the Gu Hundred Blossom Sky Poison needed some kind of poisonous medicinal ingredient, mixed it up, and then fixed it. Finally, he attached it to the Hundred Flowers Grass poison, and it would take at least a month for this process.

However, Lin Zichen only had two hours, so he had no choice but to use his zhenqi to catalyze it. When he was in Wu Village and the Jade Snake Sect, he had coincidentally learned some knowledge about Gu and was now useful.

Lin Zichen pushed his palm, and some potions slowly floated into the air. They then began to spin rapidly, appearing mysterious and mysterious. Even Yan Song who was standing in front of him could not help but be shocked. This is ... martial artist Stage Origin Acupoint Charging?

He was a martial artist, so he naturally knew how to use his true qi. To be able to control an object with just his mind, it was something that only a person in the origin world could do. He looks like a teenager. How did he reach the origin realm?

Huh, that must be an unorthodox technique. Even if this person was a martial artist, he would never step into the Clasping Yuan Realm!

Time passed by second by second. The herbs in front of Lin Zi Chen slowly dried up. The water in the leaves had been sucked up by his Zhen Qi, and started to condense slowly in the air.

Meanwhile, the Hundred Flower Grass was located in the center of all medicinal ingredients. Slowly absorb toxins from other medicinal ingredients. The emerald's original green color had started to darken until it slowly turned black.

The corner of Lin Zi Chen's mouth was slightly raised, true qi could indeed increase Gu's refining speed. If this goes on, two hours would be perfect!

In less than two hours, Yan Song exhaled dirty air. He needed to coordinate his internal energy to gather the Phantom Gate Powder, and it would consume a certain amount of true energy.

"Dad, is it done?" Yan Jiayong asked.

Yan Song nodded his head slowly, "Fight with it. This was the third time I tried to concoct a potion I had learned at thirty. The consumption of zhenqi for this potion was too draining."

Yan Jiayong said happily, "Haha, this might be able to poison that person to death."

Yan Song smiled cynically. "He will die without a doubt. This is Hall Master's formula. Do you still not trust him?"

"How is it possible? Hmph, this person ended up not as arrogant as he was today," Yan Jiazong said as he looked towards Lin Zichen. "Look, he hasn't even started yet. He only has this little ability and he still dares to compete with you!"

Yan Song also looked up. Sure enough, Lin Zichen was still trying to activate the herbs. The hundred Flower Grass in the middle had already turned black, and the surrounding plants were almost dried up. Some of them even blew in the wind. This old man had not seen such a method in concocting medicine for decades …

"Lin Zi Chen, my father is ready, you don't even have a starting point, I think it's better if you admit defeat!" Yan Jiayong Shouted.

Not only Yan Jiayong, Yan Song, and even Kong Wanchuan did not understand what Lin Chen was doing. The ingredients need to be mixed together, and the methods include grinding, kneading, kneading, and so on, and finally prepared by baking, drying, and frying. Lin Zichen had already used nearly two hours of true energy to stimulate the medicinal plants, and had yet to completely fuse them.

However, what they did not know was that Lin Zichen did not concoct medicine, but refined Gu. Moreover, he used true energy to catalyze Gu's purification, and all of this was invisible to the naked eye.

"Be quiet, there is no point in being one step slower and one step faster. In a few moments, poison that old bastard to death, and then I'll break your nine fingers, you little bastard!" Huo Qing said furiously.

"You ..." Yan Jiayong pointed at Huo Qing. Although he had the urge to rush over and tear Huo Qing apart, he did not. The scene in the Celestial Dragon Club last time still left a lingering fear in his heart.

"Hmph, time's running out. At that time, my father didn't even need to test the cure. Let's wait and see!"

Yan Song was not wanting to listen to their quarrel. He looked at Lin Zichen's movements and the changes in his ingredients, and suddenly felt an uneasy feeling in his heart. Is this some kind of method of concocting demonic medicine? Although I have never seen it, the medicinal herbs are constantly changing. Maybe this is another way to combine them?

Finally, it's time. At the last moment, Lin Zi Chen suddenly pulled his hand back. In the middle of the medicinal plant, black leaves fell. It looked like it was on fire, and other than its normal appearance, it lacked any other special features.

"Haha, the time is up. Lin Zichen, where's your recipe?" There's only a pile of ash left? "At this moment, he was finally able to relax. Time was up, the competition was over, his father had come to create a melee, and Lin Zichen's medicine had already been destroyed.

Huo Qing looked at Lin Zi Chen anxiously, "Master, it's okay. At worst, we should go and disobey. What are we competing for? Just for them!"

Lin Zi Chen did not pay attention to Huo Qing. Instead, he adjusted his breathing and said, "Testing the medicine is good enough."

"What?" Testing drugs? What are we trying? "Yan Jiayong asked.

Lin Zi Chen pointed to the black leaf, withered in his hand and said, "Test it."

"Aah?" "Hahaha, Lin Zichen, I think you're crazy, right?" Yan Jiayong laughed out loud. "This is the medicine you're making?" I never thought that Old Kong would have a method of concocting under his wings. It's really an eye-opener, but at least it's unhygienic and won't contain toxins. "

With that, Yan Jiayong took out the Phantom Disperse Gate that Yan Song had prepared. Huo Qing walked to the center with a black leaf, withered in his hand. After exchanging words, the two of them returned to their respective homes.

Lin Zi Chen looked at the door of hell and could sense its poison just by looking at its aura. It really deserves to be called the door to hell. If it was used by an ordinary person, then this trip to hell was certain.

On the other hand, Yan Jiayong gave a dried black leaf to Yan Song with a smile. "Haha, Dad, try the cure. I don't think you need to detoxify anymore. It's just a burnt leaf …"

However, based on his years of experience, with the help of Lin Zichen's true qi, he would definitely not waste any more effort. At the very least, that activation method was something that Yan Song could not achieve with his current strength.

Kong Wanchuan was surprised to see the ghostly door fall apart. "Zi Chen, this medicine ..." Even I don't know how to explain it, so don't try. "

Wu Shuanger also held onto Lin Zi Chen's hand and said, "No, Zi Chen, you don't …"

This was the first time Wu Shuang'er had called him Zi Chen. Lin Zi Chen turned to look at him and smiled. "Teacher, Shuanger, don't worry."

With that, he swallowed the Phantom Gate Powder, and felt as if the powder had disappeared into his mouth. It was indeed very poisonous, he did not even have the chance to spit it out, but unfortunately, the one who took the pill was me, Lin Zichen!

Lin Zichen silently smiled and immediately circulated his true energy, causing astral energy to form a layer of protection within his body. No matter how strong the power of the Ghost Gate was, how could he break through to the intermediate level of the Clasping Yuan Realm?

Seeing that Lin Zichen had already tried the medicine, Yan Jiayong looked at Yan Song with a troubled expression, "Dad, what are you waiting for? Let's try it. Lin Zhichen had already tried the medicine. He's definitely dead. Let's try it too. What was so scary about Jiao Ye? "

Only then did he nod his head, but he still felt a little uneasy in his heart. However, everything had already come to this point, and he had no choice but to see if the black withered leaves were truly poisonous. If it was, he would have to immediately determine the method to cure it.

Yan Song slowly took the black leaf, withered and placed it in his mouth. Lin Zichen, on the other hand, revealed an attractive smile.

Yan Song has been poisoned!

Kong Wanchuan said, "Zi Chen, can you feel how to deal with this Gate of Death?"

Now that the drug test is over, the most important thing is the antidote. This was also the ultimate test of war medicine. A test drug is courage, a combination of an antidote to poison and the ability to cure a poison.

Lin Zi Chen laughed, "Hur hur, it's non-toxic, so how can it be an antidote to poison?"

"Hmm?" Kong Wanchuan was stunned. 'This Ghost Gate powder does not contain poison?' How did this happen? This was a poison that almost no one could cure by the martial arts world. "Zi Chen, feel it again. You mustn't be careless at this moment."

Lin Zi Chen shook his head and smiled: "No need!"

On the other hand, Yan Jiayong also asked about her father's situation. Yan Song took a deep breath. "It seems ..." It's also non-toxic. "

Yan Jiayong smiled and said, "Of course. What kind of poison can those broken leaves have? But the boy said that the Gates of Hell have no poison. He really laughed to death."

Yan Song could not calm down. He nodded and said nothing more.

Lin Zi Chen said, "Since this test is not producing results, then let's end this matter here. If the Ghost sect spreads this, then I will accept it."

"Okay, here's what you said. Hmph, I'm waiting for your obituary. Dad, let's go!"

Yan Song seemed to have lost his spirit as he nodded and walked towards the black car. Before he left, he did not forget to look back at Lin Zichen. The smile on Lin Zichen's face made him feel mysterious and terrifying.

As the car started to speed away, Kong Wanchuan said with a worried face, "Zi Chen, you .. Are you sure you don't feel anything? If there's something, we'll go to the hospital at once . "

Lin Zi Chen waved his hand: "No need, don't worry, Master."

How could Kong Wanchuan be calm? Not only him, Wu Shuanger and Huo Qing were also worried. On the other hand, Lin Zichen was still smiling faintly without the slightest hint of discomfort.

… ….

In the black car that had left the villa, Yan Jiayong's smile almost never left his face. It's been so long since their revenge was avenged.

"Dad, do you think Lin Zi Chen is dead?"

Yan Song shook his head. "No, the Ghost sect would slowly torture people to death. This is the beauty of the scattered ghost sect."

"Hehe, what a wonderful feeling, it's a pity that I didn't see that sight with my own eyes!" Yan Jiayong narrowed his eyes. He felt an unspeakable hatred in his heart.

At this moment, Yan Song frowned. "Why is it so itchy?"

With that, he shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, as if many parts of his body were starting to itch.

"Dad ..." Yan Jiayong's eyes widened. "There's blood …"