Bright Era

Such a huge whirlpool was shattered by Lin Qi's fist, and the deep pool was rolled up to a height of nearly 100 meters, and the surrounding cliffs were blasted with bangs. The tiger tribesmen hiding in the dense forest under the cliff screamed angrily, and broke out of the forest embarrassedly.

Lin Zhentian walked out in a **** cloak. He saw the clansmen around him who were covered in water and gave a cold snort, then waved his hand, and uttered a clean sigh: "Get out!"

All the people of the tribe, whether it was Lin Zhentian or other tribe members, bowed their heads and jumped up into the air, rushing away quickly. But there were still people who kept looking back, curiously looking at the three medicine bottles that Lin Qi casually threw on the wooden table.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Lin Zhentian looked at Lin Qi curiously: "Your injury is healed?"

Lin Qi shrugged his shoulders relaxedly: "I was reluctant to drink these three bottles of potions. After all, they were orphans that I could easily get from the underground black market. But after yesterday's events, I found that if I didn't have enough strength, I would always He was going to be bullied, so when he was cruel, he drank it."

"What kind of potion is this!" Lin Zhentian picked up Lin Qi's ears and twisted: "Don't tell me anything!"

"Dawn Shelter!" Lin Qi reported the name of the potion cleanly and neatly: "It is very expensive, very rare. I used hundreds of beautiful elves and virgins to exchange for these three life-saving potions. I don't know him. How effective is it, so I took all three bottles!"

Lin Zhentian almost spit out blood.

Three bottles of morning light shelter, you just drink them all? This is a god-level potion that allows people who are seriously injured and dying to heal instantly. You actually killed three bottles in one mouthful? Just because of your trivial bone fracture? Lin Zhentian's eyes were red, he grabbed Lin Qi's shoulder and shook it crazy: "You prodigal, you, you, you killed three bottles of Dawn Shelter in one bite!"

Lin Qi looked at Lin Zhentian'surprisedly': "Is my family very short of medicine?"

Lin Zhentian wanted to slap Lin Qi fiercely: "Nonsense, twelve ancient tribes, who doesn't lack potions? Especially high-level potions, which are life-saving things! The fox family and the snake family are okay, they are basically mages. Hiding behind, our Tiger tribe warriors have to fight the extremis monsters in close hands. Because of the lack of medicine, the Tiger tribe will at least die and wound 10% more tribe members every year!"

"Three bottles of Dawn Shelter!" Lin Zhentian put his big face in front of Lin Qi and roared: "With a little water, three bottles of Dawn Shelter can rescue at least a hundred seriously injured clansmen. You kid drank all of them in one bite!"

Lin Qi looked at Lin Zhentian in astonishment. Three bottles of medicine were still mixed with water? Are the tigers so poor?

"This too, it's a bit bitter!" Lin Qi muttered in a low voice, "Elder Lin Punan, didn't he say that he can meet all the needs of the tribe? Why doesn't he prepare more advanced potions?"

Lin Zhentian left Lin Qi casually, he didn't even bother to talk to a green-headed kid like Lin Qi without common sense. For high-level medicines, it is necessary to use old high-level materials, and those high-level herbs, many herbs either grow in the deep sea, or grow in the abyss, or many can be found in those extremities from time to time.

But the deep sea is the territory of the Sea Clan, and the Twelve Ancient Clan cannot enter unless they want to break out an all-out war with the Sea Clan. Moreover, the deep sea environment is harsh, even if the people of the Twelve Ancient Clan are tyrannical, fighting against the people of the Sea Clan in the deep sea will ultimately suffer.

The medicinal materials of the Eastern Continent are basically monopolized by the Tianmiao. The Xueqin Empire is the back garden of the Tianmiao. The sand foxes have arranged some chess pieces in the Xueqin Empire, but the amount of high-grade herbs they can get every year is extremely limited.

Needless to say, the Eastern Subcontinent, the Myra God Sect sees it so hard. If it weren’t for the tiger gangsters who would go to the site of the Miluo Divine Sect to **** a handful of them from time to time, it’s like the situation where Lin Qi snatched all the nine-layer Secret Magic Towers from the Eastern Subcontinent last time. Don't even think of getting a piece of grass for the Twelve Ancients of Resources.

As for other continents, the faiths of those continents are simpler, more cohesive, stronger, and far away from the twelve ancient tribes. Even if some young people violated their ancestral training and traveled on those continents, they could How many supplies can be obtained?

Just like when Sha Xinyue was a saint in the desert temple, although she was able to control the power of the desert temple, and eventually wiped out the treasury of the desert temple, how many resources could she send back to her home? A religious organization such as the Desert Temple has an astronomical amount of expenditure on its own. There are detailed accounts for the herbs and other materials paid in various places each year.

Even if Sha Xinyue is frantically embezzled, she can’t get much material to send back every year. After all, no religious force can have only one voice. So many elders, Supreme Elders, and Supreme Elders do not die. Staring from behind.

Therefore, the tiger tribe is short of medicine, and the other twelve ancient tribes are also short of medicine!

The potions they prepared were often sent to various extremities as soon as possible to treat wounded soldiers. After all, what the Twelve Ancients face is the unending war that has continued from the ancient times to the present! Every year, every month, every day, every moment, they are fighting against those extremely powerful creatures of extremis!

It is conceivable that the Tiger tribe and other ancient tribes consumed much consumption, and in the face of such a huge consumption, the destruction caused by wars such as the Hundred Years Land-Island War was nothing.

Lin Zhentian grumbled to Lin Qi complaining about his arrogance, reprimanding him as a top-level prodigal, and didn't know how embarrassed his family was. Three bottles of precious morning sun shelter were actually swallowed in one bite, which made Lin Zhentian really heartache for a while!

With a soft cough, Lin Qi took out five spatial rings from his sleeves and stuffed them into Lin Zhentian.

Holding these five antique-colored space rings, Lin Zhentian snorted coldly: "What? You can counteract Lao Tzu's anger by being a gadget? You bastard, Lao Tzu must shut you into the frozen ice cave. , Let you think about it for three months!"

"Look, take a look!" Lin Qi pointed at the five rings.

"Huh, what!" Lin Zhentian glared at Lin Qi fiercely, then disapprovingly threw the five spiritual powers into the ring at the same time. Then his body suddenly stiffened, his mind was dizzy, and he immediately sat on the ground.

With Lin Zhentian's strength, Lin Zhentian's age, and his years of experience, his knees were still shocked by the things in these five rings, and his footing was not stable at all—the capacity of each ring was also different. Big, about a square kilometer, three to five hundred meters high, in the space magic device, this can only be regarded as a low-grade sacrificial artifact level ordinary goods.

But these five rings are densely packed with potions! All colors are high-level or even top-level potions shining with dazzling light, surrounded by a faint magic light pattern. Many of these potions even contain solid magical spirit patterns, which have reached the level of holy grade magic potions.

A further step is that there are about two thousand bottles of medicines with a strange light radiating out, and that light gives people a feeling of being full of life, like a living thing. This is obviously a magical potion, every bottle is a magical potion that can provoke the dead and bones!

It is not a herb that needs to be processed, but a potion that has been successfully manufactured. Each potion bottle is about the size of a baby's fist. The potion of this size is densely packed with five spatial rings, and even Lin Zhentian can't estimate it for a while. Huge number!

"This, this, this!" Lin Zhentian looked at Lin Qi in shock, he was even a little demented at this moment.

Lin Zhenhai walked out of the wooden building with a yawn. He looked at Lin Zhentian who was sitting on the ground and laughed'joggingly': "Brother, what did you sit here for early in the morning? Look at how dumb you are, I don’t know. People who thought you were peeping at a woman in the bath as you did when you were young, and you were slapped on the forehead by someone!"

Laughing and teasing Lin Zhentian, Lin Zhenhai's eyes widened and looked at the five space rings in his hand.

"Oh, I said, dear grandson Lin Qi, what is this?" He grabbed the five spatial rings in one hand, and Lin Zhenhai disapproved of him and put a ray of spiritual power into the ring. Then his face suddenly changed, his face turned red, and hot sweat poured out of his pores.

"This is, so much, this... I... Do it!" Lin Zhenhai's eyes all turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Big Brother, this, is this from Lin Qi? These, with this As long as you send a few old guys to sit there, I dare say that the casualties of children this year can be reduced to at least half of what they used to be, and there will even be no casualties!"

Most of them are high-level potions, a lot of them are superb potions, and a small part of holy potions, even including about two thousand bottles of magic potions. Lin Zhenhai's body trembled violently, he had never seen so many medicines densely piled in front of him!

He suddenly raised his big hand and slapped Lin Zhentian's face severely.

With a crisp'pop', Lin Zhentian roared with pain,'Wow', jumped up and kicked Lin Zhenhai to the ground: "Asshole, I didn't dream, I'm sober, you don't need to slap me to remind me! Lin Qi, these thing!"

Lin Zhentian stared at Lin Qi fiercely: "How much can you provide?"

Lin Qi carefully calculated the fourth abyss, fifth abyss, sixth abyss, as well as the income of herbs on the turf controlled by the giant abyss and the dragon abyss, as well as the terror manufacturing that can be possessed by the powerful processing ability of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Speed, Lin Qi coughed softly: "Not a lot!"

Lin Zhentian and Lin Zhenhai's eyes dimmed: "Not many?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my greatest power.)

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