Chapter 151

"No.10, I don't think anyone can imagine that this person is the one who refined the magic powder yesterday. The No.68 contestant is the owner of the Medical Museum, LAN Wenxuan! Everyone was stunned by his announcement. I don't know who took the lead in clapping. The hall was filled with applause.

LAN Wenxuan at this time also Leng, how did not expect to call him a judge, this situation is much more favorable for him. One by one, he glanced at the judges on the high stage. At this time, he found that Wu Tong Wang was winking at him. LAN Wenxuan saw his smile, and suddenly realized that Wu Tong Wang had won the top ten of the judges for him.

Water if cold, at this time face iron green, an Tianxiang face is more ferocious, staring at 68 box ruthlessly looking at.

Lanwude made a quiet gesture again, and continued: "do you have any opinions?" It's quiet in the hall, because yesterday LAN Wenxuan's successive powder was too magical. It's more than enough to be a judge for a pharmacist who can refine this magical powder!

"How can a contestant be a judge? How does he judge refined drugs? " They all followed their voices and found that the two men in box 90 were wearing green shirts. They were all about 40 years old, and their clothes were basically the same. The only difference was that they had a pattern embroidered on one collar and another on their chest. The man who speaks is the one whose chest is embroidered with patterns. LAN Wenxuan looked at the pattern and knew that this was the person of Crystal Palace! LAN Wenxuan said in his heart: "the pharmacy competition of the LAN family is becoming more and more interesting. I don't know what the final result will be.

On the other hand, when an Tianxiang saw that someone was against him, he immediately stood up and said to LAN Wude, "master LAN, is this not in line with the regulations?"

LAN Wude turned around and gave an expressionless look at an Tianxiang. He said indifferently: "what does an Jiazhu say? Is it possible to refine such a magic potion and not qualified to be a judge? " After listening to LAN Wude's question, everyone in Cheng looks at an Tianxiang.

An Tianxiang said hastily: "just now, the master in box 90 has said that he is not only a judge, but also a contestant. What if it's time for him to choose his own medicine? Self recommendation? What's the difference between cheating and cheating? " As he spoke, an Tianxiang stared at box 68, with a treacherous look on his face.

Even LAN Wenxuan didn't have time to explain. At this time, Wu Tong Wang Teng stood up and yelled: "fart, can you cheat with the magic medicine of the blue librarian? Did you settle down and not compete? Are you a judge also suspected of cheating King Wutong didn't take an Tianxiang seriously at all. He yelled at an Tianxiang in front of tens of thousands of people.

At this time, the first man in the brocade robe on the left frowned and said in a deep voice, "Ze Qian!" Wu Tong Wang listened to his brother's drink. He glared at an Tianxiang and sat down reluctantly.

Then what the has the brocade said again, "this competition is hosted by the blue house, and has nothing to do with anyone. Everything has the final say of the blue owner." The voice seemed a bit dignified. Speaking of this, he took a look at an Tianxiang who had just jumped up and down. He did not say anything more and sat down. At this time, an Tianxiang honestly returned to his position.

Shuiruohan looks at the play as if it's none of his business. However, he stares at the person who was looking for trouble in box 90. The middle-aged man in green clothes is quiet.

LAN Wude looked scornfully at an Tianxiang, who was sitting back in his original position, and then continued: "now the competition starts. In each box, there will be a soldier who once defended the country and protected Xinjiang. It can be said that they survived through a sea of fierce battles. Although they survived, they all had injuries of different degrees, and they can also be said to be disabled soldiers. " Listening to LAN Wude, there was a lot of discussion all around. LAN Wude retreated to one side, said two words in the ear of the royal guards, and sat in his own position.

At this time, the royal guards stood up again, coughing twice and said, "you must be thinking that Haozhou mainland has been free of war for hundreds of thousands of years, where did so many wounded people come from? Do you know how many small countries are around the Liwu Empire? Although there are no big wars, there are often small wars. These disabled soldiers come down from the battlefield. Today, I hope you can help heal some of the soldiers who used to defend the country and protect Xinjiang. I would like to thank you all here. " Here, the royal guards bowed to the bottom, and there was an uproar all around. Seeing that he got up and then said: "on the other hand, it is to identify whether the wounded have passed by the degree of good treatment." Saying the last sentence, he stepped back and sat down in his original position.

At this time, a group of people came into the street. All of them were in a daze. They were short of arms and legs. Ten of them were full of scars and their faces were ferocious. Some timid women screamed. They had never seen each other in the street. They were just one person. Now they are a group. It seems like hell. Every wounded person is like a ghost of hell, Even LAN Wenxuan was frightened, but Nangong xianger had turned her face.

These wounded people could not see their facial expressions. They walked into each box in order.

At this time, the wounded limped into box 68, and his age could not be seen at all, because his face was covered with tens of wounds, his lips turned out, and his body was wrapped in a piece of brown skin. As soon as he came in, a bad smell came in. He looked at LAN Wenxuan and Nangong xianger, and sat down with no expression.

But this person's eyes seem to have already acknowledged the dead person general, LAN Wenxuan in the heart secretly sigh.

Watching the wounded enter the box, LAN Wude stood up again and said, "the competition starts now, within two hours." Even at this time, many people still do not slow down, just give them too much visual impact.

LAN Wenxuan looked at the wounded man sitting on the chair and asked faintly, "what's his name?" That person disdained of saw LAN Wenxuan one eye, continue to silence.

LAN Wenxuan frowned and said faintly, "it's up to you to say it or not. It may be your luck to meet me. You will regret your whole life if you miss this opportunity." With that, LAN Wenxuan ignored the wounded and began to sort out all kinds of refined herbs. Although he didn't check the degree of the injured, he could see that the injured man was so seriously injured that Lan Wenxuan couldn't believe it. The tendon of his left foot was broken, almost all of his inner organs were displaced, and his lungs were still with cracks. It's a miracle that this man lived to this day. There are more than a hundred wounds on the body that have not been properly treated, which is particularly ferocious. If they are not treated in time, they are in danger of life at any time.

Now there is only one way. The first step is to reset the five zang organs. The second step is to repair the internal organs and the meridians. The third step is to live after death. Don't underestimate these three steps. Each step is very important. The restoration of five zang organs must regenerate Dan. To repair internal organs and meridians, one must use one's own genuine Qi to help heal. After death, the posterity must open the wound of the whole body, and use the rejuvenation pill to sprinkle on the wound, which is conducive to the rapid recovery of the wound. After that, one must stay in YAN Dan to restore the original appearance of the person.

Looking at LAN Wenxuan preparing medicinal materials, the wounded man's expression did not fluctuate. Nangong xianger said: "you're really ignorant. You're lucky to meet Wenxuan this time. If you don't want to be treated, you can go to another person."

The corner of the soldier's mouth twitched, looked at Nangong xianger coldly, then said: "now I'm just a tool in your competition. Why say more! " His voice was very hoarse, like an old man who had gone through the world in his old age.

His words make LAN Wenxuan a Leng, immediately understand why these disabled soldiers from come in, everyone's face expression is almost the same, dare feeling is here the pharmacist treat them as mice. LAN Wenxuan pondered for a while, sighed and said: "I don't care what other people will do, but the patient in your hand, I will make you recover as before." Listen to LAN Wenxuan's words, the wounded still look at LAN Wenxuan with disdainful expression.

LAN Wenxuan gave a wry smile and said in a deep voice, "I know it's useless to say anything now, and you won't believe it. That can only be proved by action..." at this point, LAN Wenxuan ignored the wounded, prepared the medicine in his hand, and then sat down on his knees. At this time, there were many people paying attention to box 68, Even the emperor watched every move of LAN Wenxuan. But LAN Wenxuan doesn't care... Seeing that everything is ready, he turns to Nangong xianger and says, "xianger will protect the Dharma for my brother today. Don't ask anyone to disturb me until the refining is successful."

LAN Wenxuan slowly gathered his mind and entered the realm of selflessness. In his eyes, heart, and even the vast universe, only herbs and medicine tripods were left. Later, the medicinal materials were put into the jiuxuan cauldron one by one. Using the real fire in the furnace, less than a single stick of incense had been refined. His divine sense controlled the refining herbs in the cauldron and began to purify

Zhuyan pill itself is a kind of antidote pill, and it has its unique features in the process of refining. At this time, we can only see wisps of white smoke coming out of the jiuxuan cauldron, and the aroma in the smoke is pungent and slowly diffuses.

While sitting on the chair like a dead man, the soldier smelled the fragrance, his spirit was aroused, and his eyes were shining, as if a dead man had a soul again. He was surprised to stare at LAN Wenxuan sitting on the ground, and then his eyes turned to the small Dan stove. Slowly, his eyes became more and more excited.

At this time, he noticed that there were more and more people in box 68. Master Shao on one side was checking the wounded. He sniffed and was surprised. He turned to LAN Wenxuan and looked at him. Then he sniffed again. He was jealous and staring at the wisps of smoke.

"Master, what's the matter? The man next to master Shao asked in a deep voice. At this time, master Shao regained his mind, and reluctantly withdrew his eyes from LAN Wenxuan. Looking at the person in front of him, he said respectfully: "the boy surnamed LAN may have refined a magical medicinal powder, even pills!"

"What? How could it be The man beside master Shao lost his voice and exclaimed.