Broken Night

Chapter Five Hundred and Seventieth – Strange Aquatic Plants

There are a lot of residues at the bottom of the lake, some of them are the copper coins that the young boys and girls of Huihong dare not violate, as the oath of love.

But more, it is densely packed plants.

The plants looked like ordinary water plants at first glance, but after being flooded by the blood-colored spring water, the drenched water plants were also blood-red and looked strange.

"First kill off all the aquatic plants, and leave a part for us to study." Xu Yan instructed the Great God of the Five Palaces, but he did not have the slightest psychological burden.

Hong Xiao glared at him blankly.

Such a casual call to the five palaces, this kid is really bold. Even so, Hong Xiao complied. In the end, only more than 30 blood-colored aquatic plants were pulled out, and the rest were crushed by the strong wind in Hong Xiaofu's hands.

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"What kind of grass is this?" Rao is a strong practitioner of medicine and alchemy, but no one recognizes what kind of plant it is.

Pingchen Yidan has a very high realm, and after hearing it, he has a general idea: "This... is a kind of tattoo that absorbs the power of Jiutian Yinquan. It's just that this kind of absorption is very strange, it can only be simple absorption, storage, but not digestion.

He especially took a longer and fatter water plant: "Look, this is a plant that has not yet released its power."

Then he picked up another short-looking, slightly wilted water plant: "This is after the power has been released."

On the side, Gongsun Bo slapped the table and said angrily, "What time is it now, I'm still looking at these rubbish!" Gongsun Bo is the head of the Gongsun family, and his face is still sad. His son, Gongsun Xiang, had already exploded and died, but his daughter, Gongsun Qingliu, was also in a coma at the moment, and it was extremely dangerous.

He really couldn't accept the fact that one son and one daughter died at the same time. Probably when Gongsun Qingliu died, his old heart would also die.

Pingchen is very calm on the one hand, he is still the head of the family after all, the head of the Ping Nanping family: "Please clarify one thing."

He looked around for a week, surrounded by big figures of Huihong. There are patriarchs of aristocratic families, and there are some famous martial arts museum owners. But Pingchen said calmly: "You asked us to cure the disease and detoxify, we don't owe you anything."

"The diagnosis is now and the diagnosis is made. It is our method. If you don't agree with our method, please do it yourself, and we will use the teleportation pattern to return to Pingnan immediately."

Gongsun Bo's complexion changed slightly, but he knew that he was not well versed in medicine. He said in a slow voice and clasped his fists: "I'm sorry, Patriarch Ping, but if you really care, it will be messed up." Times. Doctors need to keep calm."

"If even we panic, who will take care of the sick?"

When everyone heard the words, they all showed admiration, and even saluted with all the doctors and alchemists in Pingnan.

It's just that Xu Yan ignored them from now on, and just stared at the water plants on the desk, that inexplicable feeling resurfaced.

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It took less than half an hour from discovering the strangeness under the blood spring to returning to Huihong with the water plants.

Five more people died.

Compared with the third palace, there are dozens or hundreds of people who have tattoos in the second and first palaces. But with almost the best three palaces dying, these young cultivators in the second and first palaces are Huihong's hope in the future.

The future Huihong will rely on them to support him.

Every time one dies, it is an extremely painful price.

Especially those who already knew the ins and outs, felt that Hui Zongran's revenge was extremely vicious. But they couldn't scold.

The entire family was wiped out, and even the last seed of the Hui family committed suicide after such a poisonous scheme. It can be said that the entire Hui family has been destroyed, so who can they release their anger to?

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Three hours.

The entire hall was in an extremely depressing atmosphere.

In just three hours, another twenty young people died.

Among them is Lin Guhao, the grandson of the head of the Lin family.

Patriarch Lin was in tears and his eyes were red, but he couldn't hold back the expression for a while, and the people present were secretly saddened. Gongsun Bo sighed and patted Patriarch Lin on the shoulder.

This is the darkest day of Huihong's hundreds of years since he built the city.

What's more, such a large-scale incident cannot be controlled at all.

Among the dead young geniuses, except for those geniuses who have stepped into the third palace realm and can be said to be the backbone of Huihong in the future if they don't die, most of the powerhouses below the second palace realm are not disciples of aristocratic families.

What they have is a mediocre family, but it is discovered that they have the talent for cultivation.

Many of their parents were mortals, maybe some were just weak cultivators.

Their sons and daughters are their pride and hope.

With such a sudden death, the entire Hui Hong almost went crazy, surrounded the entire Hong Mansion, and wanted to rush in like a riot to demand an explanation. Naturally, the Hong family would not release them like this. More importantly, no one knew whether such strange poisons would be contagious, and these teenagers had to be quarantined.

In the seemingly peaceful hall, a terrifying riot had already started outside the Hong Mansion, and blood flowed into rivers.

And all of this is due to one person's calculations.

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"There must be some key that we overlooked..." Murong Song muttered to himself, the wrinkles on his face were piled together, looking like a wet mud: "What are these water plants? But it doesn't have any special medicinal properties."

On the other side is Huang Dingtian, the head of the Huang family.

Even though he is old, his medical skills are still quite sophisticated: "This old man has a general idea."

"Jiutian Yinquan is originally the blood essence of the ancient beast. It's just that this kind of blood essence is not compatible with the human body, so it has to rely on the so-called [Blood Repellent Pill] to prevent its blood poison from infiltrating into the body. Hundreds of years have passed, and this method has also proved useful."

"And the use of those water plants is only to store their power... The power is also equivalent to the blood poison in the silver spring."

"Release? Does it mean that the blood poison that has been secretly accumulated for many years is burst out in one breath?"

"With such a violent blood poison that has suddenly increased by more than double, the surnamed Hui does not need to make any improvements to the [Blood Elimination Pill]. The blood poison after the surge!"

Speaking of which, even Huang Dingtian slapped his thigh, feeling it was quite right.

Others also showed excitement on their faces: "Exactly!"

Pingchen looked thoughtful: "So, what we should do is to make an antidote, or to advance the [Blood Elimination Pill] to create a second-order [Blood Elimination Pill]?"

"It's just that we have already seen the formula of [Blood Elimination Pill]. If the main ingredient is not the extremely strange mutation [Ivy League], it is really mediocre. It is reluctant to be able to make a first-order medicinal pill. On the contrary, if it is forced Adding veins to enhance the efficacy of the medicine, the ordinary ivy, even if it is mutated, can’t bear such power.”