Chapter 586 Blood Refining Grass [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

"Ugh."

When Liang Yue and Wen Yifan returned to the top of the city wall, they were surrounded by the painful groans of soldiers, and the whole Tianxia Pass was filled with dejection.

On the way back from Frost North City, at least tens of thousands of soldiers were buried. This time it was pure death, and the loss was much greater than the last time in the Gangfeng Formation. It had not been a long time since the battle, but the loss of Yin State was huge.

If they were fighting head-on in battle, even if there were casualties, the morale of the army would not be hit so hard.

But every time they were defeated in such a confusing way, and then suffered heavy casualties, it was easy to be discouraged. The strange formations of the Yang people emerged one after another, and the soldiers inevitably began to waver and doubt whether Yin State could really win.

No matter how much they lost confidence, at least they were still alive. Those who stayed on the retreat route never had such a chance again.

When Liang Yue saw the fallen soldiers, he would always think of his own family. Perhaps for every figure in armor who fell, there were several figures far away in Kyushu who became the family members of the loyal martyrs.

Poor bones by the Wuding River.

Not long after, a touch of green appeared in the sky, and someone was walking on a huge emerald leaf and breaking through the air.

Wen Yifan looked up and said, "Senior Xue?"

The people in Xuanmen were very fast in delivering messages. The message was delivered in the morning and the people from Danding Sect arrived in the afternoon. The person on the leaf was none other than Xue Baizhi, the elder of Danding Sect. Behind him was a timid and pretty girl, who was none other than Miss Wei Jiu.

There would have been no problem with the Wentian Tower. The high priests who used to be aloof have been actively trying to participate in all the affairs of the court recently, and basically respond to all requests. Since Beiluo Shimen was killed, the priests have lost their greatest protection. Now is the stage for them to fight for their own status, just like a rich lady whose family has fallen into poverty and must work to support her family.

It is no longer realistic to restore the former glory. If we make more contributions to the country, perhaps we will be less likely to be liquidated.

A war between two countries is naturally the best stage for this, and the opportunity to make a contribution is something that cannot be refused.

Xue Baizhi brought Wei Jiu to the military camp. As the most experienced pharmacist in Dan Ding Sect, her attainments in refining medicine were also among the best. If it was a poison that she couldn't cure, then no one in Dan Ding Sect could solve it, and even there would be few pharmacists in the world who could solve it.

“I can’t solve it.”

After studying the soldiers' symptoms, Xue Baizhi immediately made a judgment.

"This is not poison, but a spell." Her eyes were sharp as she stared at a small transparent glass bottle filled with a trace of blood rain. "This spell is not complicated. It uses the blood of livestock as a guide to corrupt the blood and weaken the soldiers. If there is a mystic here, it should not be difficult to break it."

“It can indeed be solved…” The one who came with the army this time was the Jade Mirror Priest. She said hesitantly, “It will take at least a quarter of an hour to purify the blood of the soldiers and rejuvenate them. And this is just for one person…”

Xue Baizhi immediately understood her difficulties.

There are only about 20 to 30 priests in the Wentian Tower. Even if all of them were sent over, the fastest time for each person to break the curse would be fifteen minutes. Even if a high priest worked day and night, he could not break the curse for a hundred people in a day, and not even two thousand people in total.

There were nearly 200,000 people who survived the bloody rain...not only humans, but also horses.

The priests never said anything about how tired they were, and by the time they had finished releasing all the demons, the Yang people had already reached the South China Sea.

Therefore, the magical skills and techniques that are useful on the battlefield are completely different from the fighting techniques used by practitioners.

For example, Liang Yue's Mo Chaotianque could kill Bei Luo Shimen with one sword. His sword energy was so powerful, but it was difficult to play a big role on the battlefield except for assassinating the enemy. Because this sword could only kill that one enemy at most.

On the contrary, the three formations set up by Yang Ren, whether it is the Sky-Smashing Demon Cloud Formation, the Strong Wind Soul-Destroying Formation or the Seven Killing Blood Rain Formation, are very simple magics when used on individuals. People with higher cultivation will not be affected by the magic at all, and even if they are affected, they can easily get rid of it, and even do not cause any major damage to a single unit.

However, their most powerful aspect is the terrifying range of effect. With the help of formations, they can affect hundreds of thousands of people at once. This level of magical power is unimaginable. Below the immortal realm, only formations can achieve this kind of destructive power.

Mystics masters have always been rare, and no one knows how often this formation can be used. If one batch is solved and another batch comes, the priests will have it all in their lifetime.

"Maybe I have a way." After thinking for a while, Xue Baizhi said slowly: "Although I can't break this spell, I can refine a medicine that cleanses the marrow and refines the blood. It can boost the blood and qi of the soldiers and last for at least seven days. When the time is up, you can continue to take the medicine until the mystics break all the spells."

As soon as she said this, she immediately attracted many expectant glances.

"There are just two more problems." She said, "First, refining such a large number of pills also requires a lot of manpower. I need a lot of people with experience in alchemy to help. Second, there are a lot of materials needed. I can try to find most of them. There is only one kind of blood-refining grass. There is very little stock of this thing in the Danding Sect. As far as I know, there are not many in the Jiuzhou Zhengdao."

"Manpower is not a problem. There are many alchemists in Longyuan City. If there are not enough, we can also offer a reward to invite alchemists from famous and upright sects to help." Qi Kunlun said: "As for the blood-refining grass, can we plant it now?"

"Too late." Xue Baizhi shook her head and said, "The growth cycle of Blood Refining Grass takes at least three years. Even if it is accelerated by spiritual medicine, it cannot be less than three months. Because this thing is mostly used in magic skills, there will be very few of them in the righteous sects. The only one in the world that has a large area of ​​Blood Refining Grass may be the Demonic Blood Refining Sect."

"Blood Refining Sect?" Everyone present frowned.

This name was not unfamiliar to them. In the past few decades, the Blood Refining Sect had fled overseas and was regarded as the state religion by many small overseas countries, provoking them to clash with the Yin Dynasty. Before Ling Sansi's expedition to the Haiyue Kingdom, it was this Blood Refining Sect that was behind it.

However, this demonic sect that was driven out of Jiuzhou by the imperial court has been openly opposing the Yin Kingdom. Now that the Yin Kingdom has been defeated, they are too happy to provide medicine to help.

Compared with Yinchao, Jiuyang's relationship with the Demon Sect is obviously better.

But if they went out to sea to look for the Blood Refining Sect's medicinal fields, the chances would be slim. The East China Sea was so vast, if there was a way to locate the Blood Refining Sect, how could Yinchao let these demon cultivators go?

Just when the atmosphere became heavy again, a hand suddenly reached out from the corner.

“Perhaps I can think of a way?” Liang Yue stood up slowly in the sight of everyone. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he added: “I have some connections in the Demon Sect…”

(End of this chapter)