Compared to ordinary Chinese medicine concocting, this could be said to be a higher grade medicine concocting. This was also one of the competing compet.i.tions in the martial arts world, a battle medicine.

After all, he was not really concocting the ingredients, but rather refining the Gu. According to common sense, the Hundred Blossom Sky Poison Gu needed several types of medicinal ingredients that were poisonous, mixed them, and then refined them. Finally, he attached it to the poison of the Hundred Flowers Gra.s.s, and it would take at least a month for this process.

Lin Zichen pushed out his palms, and a few herbs slowly floated into the air. They then began to rapidly rotate, looking mysterious and mysterious. Even Yan Song who was standing across from him couldn't help but be startled. This is … Origin Acupoint Charging Stage martial artist?

He was a martial artist, so he naturally knew how to use his true qi. To be able to control objects with just his mind, that was something that only someone in the origin realm could do. He looked like he was only a teenager. How could he have reached the origin realm?

Humph, it must be some unorthodox technique. Even if this person is a martial artist, he will never step into the Clasping Yuan Realm!

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

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

In less than two hours, Yan Song had breathed out a mouthful of foul air. He needed to coordinate his internal energy in order to concoct the Phantom Gate Powder, and it would consume a certain amount of true energy.

Yan Song nodded his head slowly, "The h.e.l.l with it. This is the third time I've tried to concoct a concoction that I've learned by the age of thirty. The consumption of zhenqi for this herb is too draining."

Yan Jiayong said excitedly, "Haha, this can probably poison that guy to death."

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

Yan Song also looked over. Sure enough, Lin Zichen was still trying to activate the herbs. The Hundred Flowers Gra.s.s in the center had already turned black, and the herbs in the surroundings had almost dried up. Some of them had even been blown away by the wind. This old man has not seen such a method in concocting medicine for decades …

"Lin Zi Chen, my dad 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 needed to be mixed together, and the method included grinding, kneading, kneading, and so on, and finally being prepared by roasting, drying, and frying. Lin Zichen had already used nearly two hours of true energy to stimulate the medicinal plants, and had yet to truly fuse them.

However, what they did not know was that Lin Zichen was not concocting medicine, but refining Gu. Furthermore, he was using true energy to catalyze the refining of the Gu, and all of this was not visible to the naked eye.

"Shut up, it's useless to be one step slower and one step faster. In a while, poison that old b.a.s.t.a.r.d to death, and then I'll break all nine of your fingers, you little b.a.s.t.a.r.d!" Huo Qing said angrily.

"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 at the Celestial Dragon Club last time still left a lingering fear in his heart.

"Hmph, the time is almost up. By then, my dad won't even need to test the medicine. Let's just wait and see!"

Finally, it was time. At the last moment, Lin Zi Chen abruptly pulled his hand back. In the middle of the medicinal plant, a black leaf fell. It looked as if it was burnt, and other than its normal appearance, it didn't have any other special features.

"Haha, time is up. Lin Zichen, where's your prescription? "There's only a pile of ashes left?" At this moment, he was finally able to relax. The time was up, the compet.i.tion was over, his father had come to make a melee, and Lin Zichen's medicine had already been destroyed.

Huo Qing looked anxiously at Lin Zi Chen, "Master, it's alright. At worst, we'll just have to go and disobey. What are we competing for? Just f * ck them!"

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

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

"Ah?" "Hahaha, Lin Zichen, I think you're crazy right?" Yan Jiayong laughed out loud. "This is the medicine you concocted?" I never thought that Old Kong would have such a method of concocting under his wing. It is truly an eye-opener, but at most, it is unhygienic and won't have any poison. "

With that, Yan Jiayong took the Phantom Gate Disperse that Yan Song had prepared. Huo Qing walked to the center with the black, withered leaf in her hand. After exchanging words, the two of them went back to their own homes.

Lin Zi Chen looked at the door to h.e.l.l and could feel its poison just by looking at its aura. It was truly worthy of being called a door to h.e.l.l. If it was used by an ordinary person, then this trip to h.e.l.l would have been certain.

On the other side, Yan Jiayong pa.s.sed a black, dried up leaf to Yan Song with a smile. "Haha, Dad, try the medicine. I don't think there's a need for you to detoxify it anymore. It's just a burnt leaf …"

Yan Song took the black, withered leaf. He could not help but frown as he carefully examined it, but he could not find any clues.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now that the test drug had been completed, the most important thing was the antidote. This was also the final test of the battle drug. The test drug was courage, the combination of the antidote and the ability to cure the poison.

Lin Zi Chen laughed, "Hur hur, it's not poisonous, so how could it be an antidote?"

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

Yan Jiayong smiled and said, "Of course. What kind of poison can that broken leaf have? But that brat said that the Gate of h.e.l.l didn't have any poison. He's really laughing to death."

Lin Zi Chen said, "Since the test was fruitless, then let's end this matter here. If the Ghost sect is spreading this out, then I'll accept it."

"Alright, this is what you said. Hmph, I'm waiting for the news of your death. Dad, let's go!"

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

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

How could Kong Wanchuan be at ease? Not just him, Wu Shuang'er and Huo Qing were also worried. On the other hand, Lin Zichen was still smiling faintly without the slightest trace of discomfort.

… ….

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

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

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 …"

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