Starting from Scavengers to Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 207 Dead End

Xu Chen didn't know how long he slept, but when he woke up naturally, he felt much lighter.

Outside the door, Fengxing and Fengzhao were still like two statues, standing on either side with a giant fork in their left and right hands, as if they had never moved.

Seemingly feeling that Xu Chen woke up, Feng Zhao went to the door with his spiritual consciousness and said: "The elder said that if you wake up, we can help you prepare any food or items you need."

Xu Chen thought for a while and asked Feng Zhao to invite the elder.

Soon the elder came in a hurry, and after a brief exchange between the two, the elder left in a hurry again. Soon, many Feng Clan people brought in various unique products of the underworld, such as bones, animal skins, teeth, Crystal stones, soul beads, food, divine blood plasma, ghost water, and even Wangchuan flowers and Bi'an flowers, which were gifts from Xu Chen.

There are twenty or thirty kinds of these messy things, and the smells of the things are different, but most of them are used to eat and drink or to make weapons and leather armors, and few are used to cure diseases.

As for making weapons and food, Xu Chen took a rough look and gave up. His main direction is still to enhance cultivation and heal these things.

Unfortunately, species in the underworld are extremely scarce, and there are only eight kinds of medicinal materials in total, including four kinds of divine plasma, ghost water, Wangchuan flower, and Bianhua. He has never heard of the remaining four, so the elders and patriarchs personally Come and help him explain the use of these medicines.

After listening, Xu Chen couldn't help but twitch.

These people have been passed down in Minghuang for too long, and most of the knowledge has been lost. The various skills left over now have nothing to do with the ancient human race, and they are all a new kind of knowledge slowly formed in Minghuang. system.

Right now, the only pharmacological knowledge left by the Feng Clan that has something to do with ancient times is the method of patting meridians and acupoints used to wake up dormant clansmen.

In addition, there is a simple way to make pills, which is to mash several common medicines, stir them into mud with ghost water, and knead them into pills.

This kind of pill is almost the only medicine that the Fengzu people use every day. It can stimulate the spirit and suppress blood poison, and it can also strengthen the body. , Take one pill for infertility, and one pill for sexual intercourse.

Anyway, with a pill in hand, I have the world. Besides, life and death are determined by fate and wealth. If you can resist it, you will live. If you can't resist it, you will die.

This is the cruel way of survival faced by all the people in the wilderness.

Fortunately, what remains is the essence.

The Underworld Human Race has become as powerful as the Underworld Beasts, and they can survive tenaciously without too many resources.

It's just that as time goes by, the living conditions and environment of tribes that seriously lack knowledge inheritance and protection by the strong will become worse and worse.

If the current situation continues to develop, it is estimated that the Wind Clan will perish in a short time.

And Xu Chen suddenly seemed to fall from the sky, bringing new hope to this dying tribe.

At this time, the news that Xu Chen found the divine pattern on the dormant tribe has spread throughout the tribe.

Although everyone was strictly ordered not to disturb Xu Chen by the patriarch and elders, the news had already stimulated all the warriors of the tribe to scream, with a kind of blood surging to the point of madness, gathered in the hall and made loud noises, discussing fiercely about the legend. All kinds of powerful god pattern combat skills.

And the phantom image of the mountain released by Xu Chen in the stone room just now has been found clues from many ancient stone carvings or animal skin records left behind. It is a defensive combat technique called Fengzhang. It is said that if it is cultivated to the extreme, it can suppress mountains and seas, and even the most powerful ghost beasts cannot break through.

Of course, these legends have been changed beyond recognition after tens of millions of years of inheritance, and the authenticity of the materials and records is still open to question.

But no matter what, the news of Xu Chen's discovery of the divine pattern combat skill activated the entire ancient tribe with great excitement and enthusiasm.

Of course, everyone is also nervously waiting for Xu Chen's next move. Rescuing a deep sleeper may be able to truly unlock the secret about the divine pattern.

In a natural grotto near the ancestral temple, two Wangchuan flowers that looked like ice sculptures were planted in two pools several feet square.

The pool is surrounded by blue-black stones, with various lines and some ancient runes criss-crossed on it.

In the air, strands of black mist flowed into the black water of the pool under the guidance of the formation.

Feng Yi and more than a dozen soldiers who had just been awakened by Xu Chen not long ago sat in a circle around the two Wangchuan flowers, meditating with their eyes closed, breathing the cold mist released by the Wangchuan flowers.

The bright and clear blood poisonous lines on their faces while they were sleeping have weakened a lot, and their dark skin has begun to approach the color of normal clansmen. Although they all look very thin, most of them look like skeletons, but their soul breath is extremely strong. , many people have the strength not weaker than the elders.

While meditating, Feng Yi slowly opened his eyes with a trace of anger on his face, turned his head to look at a clansman guarding the cave entrance and said, "What's so noisy, how can we recover quietly?"

The soldiers guarding the gate hurriedly told about Xu Chen finding the divine pattern and successfully activating it.

"What?" Feng Yi jumped up in surprise, and then, ignoring his first awakening from hibernation, turned into a gust of wind and rushed out of the grotto, heading straight for the hall.

"Feng Yi, why did you come out?" Everyone in the hall was surprised when they saw Feng Yi.

"Where is Xu Chen? I want to see him!" Feng Yi shouted.

"Brother, you can't go see him. Now he is trying to save the rest of the dormant people. If he succeeds, he might be able to wake up the old witch master!" Feng Feiyi hurried forward to stop Feng Yi.

"No, I have to see him right away, the divine pattern is too important, I almost activated it before I went dormant!" Feng Yi pushed Feng Feiyi away and shouted excitedly.

"What?" This time it was the turn of all the men, women and children in the entire stone hall to exclaim.

A middle-aged man stepped forward and grabbed Feng Yi, "Why didn't you say that?"

Feng Yi unceremoniously knocked off the middle-aged man's hand and said: "What's the point of saying it, what's the use of not being successful, if Xu Chen can really activate the divine pattern, I will be successful too, I want to see him, take me there!"

Xu Chen was thinking hard in his room with a few crude medicinal herbs.

Right now, although it seems that there is a clear idea to save the remaining dormant people, it is actually very troublesome to implement, and there is no way to learn from it at all.

If it is in the mortal fairy world, if the monk has opened the meridian dantian, even if he passes out, after feeding the elixir, the body will actively absorb and refine it under the stimulation of the aura. All get better slowly.

But the difference between these human races in Minghuang and mortal monks is too great, they are completely barbaric growth without any cultivation skills, and the theory of mortal pills can hardly be applied in the underworld. Xu Chenkong has countless knowledge of alchemy, but now he finds a no use.

However, there are only seven or eight crude medicinal materials in Minghuang, and there is no system at all, let alone theories and methods that can be used to enter the alchemy.

Therefore, the plan he started to think about using elixir to assist the follow-up awakening treatment seemed to have reached a dead end at the very beginning.

But he was never one to give up easily.

Although there is a big difference between the people of the underworld and the people of the mortal world, the body structure and the soul are still the same, but one body is rich in vitality and aura, and the other is rich in ghost energy and the blood poison accumulated by the blood of the gods.

In order to refine a drug that the dormant can actively absorb and assist in strengthening the soul and recasting the flesh and blood, it is necessary to find a way from these drugs in the underworld.

First of all, it must be Bai Qi that fuels the soul and recasts the flesh and blood.

Secondly, it is the divine plasma that suppresses and resists the underworld energy.

In addition, to suppress blood poison, ghost water or Wangchuan flower must be used.

The remaining few medicines also have some functions of repairing physical trauma and stimulating the soul, but they are not important.

But apart from white qi, no matter what kind of medicine there is, there is no clear five-element attribute like mortal elixir, so it is completely confusing to use the alchemy furnace to refine it.

After all, almost everything in the underworld can hardly feel the aura fluctuations.

Logically speaking, Reiki is the foundation of all life.

Where there is no spiritual energy, there will only be dead silence.

Although the underworld is dark and dark, but to be able to give birth to these strange plants and beasts, there must also be aura.

However, the appearance of soul beasts seems to have broken the framework of this life form.

There is only one soul orb in the body, and even the body is made of black energy. It has life but no spiritual energy. This is completely inconsistent with the knowledge structure that Xu Chen has understood since he set foot on the fairy road.

Could it be that the underworld and the mortal world are two completely different life rules?
Xu Chen frowned and thought.

If so, how to solve this problem.

If it doesn't work, I can only spend a lot of energy and time to help the Wind Clan wake up the rest of the sleepers.

But what about the most terrifying old witch master?
Facing the old coffin who had been sleeping for an unknown number of years, Xu Chen absolutely didn't want to stand by his coffin every day to help him heal his breath. Maybe he was negligent, and the old zongzi killed himself with a slap on the corpse.

Although he didn't have a clue, Xu Chen still had some ideas after careful summarization.

That is, this kind of medicine must be based on ghost water, so as to suppress the blood poison, weaken the corrosion of blood poison on the flesh and blood, and let the body slowly recover its vitality.

In addition, on the basis of ghost water, white gas is used to forcibly neutralize and expel the dark energy in the dormant body, stabilize the soul and recast the body, and finally achieve a fully awakened state.

What needs to be solved right now is how to make the drug enter the dormant body so that he can absorb and refine it by himself.

While Xu Chen was thinking hard, there was a sudden noise outside, and soon the patriarch and elders yelled.

(End of this chapter)