Cheng Ling said, "Can you show me the formula of that medicine?"
Lan Feng immediately took out something that looked like monster skin and handed it over.
Cheng Ling looked carefully and found that there were indeed several medicines on it, such as Prospermia enterica, Devil's Heart Grass, Poisonous Devil's Ivy, Devil's Needle Fruit, Life Soul Flower, etc. They were the same as those analyzed by Hu Yue, and they were obviously the poisons that caused Zhang Chu's serious injury.
He was overjoyed, as he found it effortlessly after breaking through iron shoes and finding nowhere. Then he asked: "Is there an antidote to this poison?"
Lan Feng slowly shook his head and said: "There is an antidote formula. Unfortunately, one of the most important herbs is missing and it has not been prepared yet."
"What herb is it?"
"Ascension Fruit!"
"The Immortal Fruit? Where can I find it?"
"The Immortal Fruit is a fruit unique to the Demon Spirit Continent. According to legend, it can only be found in the Demon Spirit Plain. Unfortunately, no aborigines have entered there for tens of thousands of years, so it is impossible to get it."
Cheng Ling frowned, this would be troublesome. From the model, it can be seen that the Demon Spirit Plain is surrounded by overlapping mountains. It is conceivable that there are so many demon spirits inside that they can easily enter.
He asked again: "Is there no alternative material?"
"No, this medicine has been passed down from generations of clan chiefs. Only our Blue Mountain tribe can prepare it. However, the materials required are very precious. There are not many left at present, let alone its antidote."
Cheng Ling was silent, so it seemed that the daggers obtained by the men in black were an accident and should have been left over from the past. Zhang Chu was also unlucky. He happened to meet such a man in black, so he could only do his best and obey fate.
He put the matter aside for the time being and said: "Old man, starting from today, we will gather all the fighting aborigines in the tribe. Except for the logistics personnel, they will be the main force in future battles. I have said before that relying on weapons is one way. , the other is to enhance one’s own strength.”
"No problem, but what are you going to do?"
"Teaching the art of swordsmanship, enhancing the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers, and teaching the method of battle formation, so that these more than a thousand armies can form a joint force and strive to defeat the many with less, or even defeat the strong with the weak. Therefore, Lu Ping's forging techniques are very important. Why hasn't he come yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs. Soon, a muscular man in his twenties came in, bowed and said: "Greetings to the patriarch and the great protector, you are looking for me!"
Cheng Ling smiled slightly and said, "This protector is looking for you. Do you recognize this kitchen knife if you take a look at it first?"
"I know, this is left behind by my grandfather."
"Can you forge it? I mean as sharp as this kitchen knife."
Lu Ping looked at the kitchen knife carefully, pondered for a moment and then said: "Yes, as long as there are corresponding materials, it can be forged."
Cheng Ling was overjoyed and quickly looked at Lan Feng. The latter coughed dryly and asked, "What materials are needed?"
"Geng gold iron, black iron, lava concentrate, Bailianxing steel, fine gold." Lu Ping reported five materials in one breath.
Lan Feng's face darkened. These materials are not simple, especially Geng gold iron and fine gold. They are only produced in large quantities in the mountains around the Demon Spirit Plain, and rarely in other places.
Cheng Ling asked: "Old man, can the tribe get these materials together?"
"Yes, there is, but not much. I can barely get a part of it together."
"How many specifically?" Cheng Ling insisted.
The old man looked a little embarrassed and said: "It should be enough to forge dozens of such kitchen knives!"
Cheng Ling's head was full of black lines and he said angrily: "You mean to let us soldiers fight the enemy with kitchen knives! It's simply unreasonable. You also want to restore the glory of the tribe and turn into a prodigal son with no resources, no food, and no manpower. Do you An eternal dream...!"
He spat and scolded the old man until he was stunned, but he didn't dare to say a word. Hey, it’s hard to be a poor family. Who made the Blue Mountain tribe poor in resources?
Lu Ping was completely shocked when he saw it. The Great Protector was really tough, and even the clan leader had begun to train him. He had to be careful in the future. Although he looked young, he could not be offended. Invisibly, Cheng Ling's prestige was established.
After cursing for a long time, Cheng Ling stopped and gasped for breath.
After he had regained his breath, Lu Ping accompanied Xing Xin and asked, "Great Protector, do you really want to forge exactly the same kitchen knife?"
"Shit! This old man is simply an idiot. He has no responsibilities as a clan leader. Ignore him. Collect all the materials and forge ten swords first. Well, just forge them according to the style of the sword in my hand. The rest Use the materials to forge another weapon."
"What weapon?"
"Look, can this weapon be forged?"
After Cheng Ling finished speaking, he took out the paper he had prepared and handed it over. He also explained: "Did you see, this place needs to be divided into three equal parts. The depression is the blood groove. The most difficult part is the mechanism at the handle so that the blood groove can be retracted freely. The blade tip must be sharp. Can it be done?"
Lu Ping looked at it for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more excited he became. Finally he said: "Yes, this kind of weapon is a great weapon. I will definitely be able to forge it."
What Cheng Ling showed Lu Ping was the triangular military thorn. This modern weapon has amazing lethality and is much more powerful than a sword.
He asked again: "How long does it take? How many can be forged?"
Lu Ping secretly glanced at Lan Feng and said, "It depends on how much material there is. The sword is simple and only takes ten days to forge. Besides, I don't know what to do with this kind of weapon."
Cheng Ling turned around, grabbed the old man again and said angrily: "Hurry up and collect all those materials."
Lan Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, this boy really didn't know how to respect his seniors, and he took command so quickly. But he knew in his heart that Cheng Ling had big ambitions and big plans. For the sake of the Blue Mountain tribe, it didn't matter whether he had this old face or not.
He came to the window again and shouted outside: "Sancai, take all the ores in the tribe."
The errand boy is off again in a hurry!
Cheng Ling waited for him to turn around and continued to ask: "Old man, tell me the truth. How much of these materials can we collect?"
Lan Feng smiled bitterly and said: "Dark iron, lava concentrate, and hundred-refined star steel are not bad. There are many in the tribe, enough to arm every warrior, but there are not many Geng gold iron and fine gold. You can only make an appointment." Equip dozens of people.”
“Where can these two ores be produced?”
"Well, there are many in the mountains surrounding the Demon Spirit Plain, but there are very few in other places."
"Old man, can you stop being so rigid in your mind and insist on staring at the center of the Demon Spirit Plain? Do we have the ability to grab it? You have to eat your food in bite-sized chunks, step by step. Think carefully about which small tribe on the edge of the desert. Are these two kinds of ores produced at the same time?"
Lan Feng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly woke up. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly pointed to a gray flag on the edge of the desert and said: "This is the Shayuan tribe. They have a very small vein of Geng gold iron ore; and here is The Mad Bear Tribe, they get a lot of fine gold every year in exchange for meat."
Cheng Ling glanced at it and nodded silently. The old man finally figured it out. The two tribes didn't seem to occupy a large area, and what's even better was that they were both on the edge of the desert. As long as they crossed the desert, they could form a surprise attack.
He asked again: "How strong are these two tribes? How many aborigines are there?"
Lan Feng said: "There is not much difference in strength between the two tribes. The Crazy Bear tribe has about four thousand natives, and the Sand Plain tribe is slightly stronger, probably more than five thousand. My friend, with our strength, I'm afraid we won't be able to defeat them. !”
Cheng Ling sneered and said: "It's impossible to fight hard. A typical person would kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred to himself. Even if we win, it will be a miserable victory! But as long as we pinch their veins, we can take advantage of the situation to control the entire tribe. .”
Lan Feng was confused and asked: "What should we do? How should we pinch their veins?"
Cheng Ling rolled his eyes, handed the animal skin back and said, "Look at the method recorded on the animal skin. Can this kind of medicine be refined?"
Lan Feng took it and took a look, then suddenly realized. There are a few lines of small words below the liquid, which record a method of enslavement. This method is very magical. First, if someone takes a certain liquid, the other person will lose their consciousness. Then with the corresponding techniques, they can be enslaved. The caster has complete control.
However, this method also has a flaw, that is, the lifespan of the person being controlled will elapse rapidly, and at most it will only be one-fifth of that of ordinary people. Calculated at a hundred years old, the person can live up to twenty years old at most.
The old man's hands trembled slightly. He knew what Cheng Ling meant, but this method could be said to be a taboo in the Demon Spirit Continent. The aboriginals on the Demon Spirit Continent do not have long lifespan to begin with, so using sinister means to use their lifespan as a bargaining chip to gain the strength of the tribe is really harmful to the peace of the world.
According to old legend, the Blue Mountain tribe fell into a disastrous decline because of the use of this heaven-defying method, and God punished them. Over the hundreds of years, several tribe leaders died unexpectedly, leading to their ultimate downfall.
Lan Feng knew that Cheng Ling didn't know much about this and only wanted to help the Lanshan tribe become stronger. He didn't intend to tell the whole story, and sighed in his mind: That's all, as long as the scope is controlled and this method is only used at the beginning, the impact may be minimized. My life is running out, so let me contribute my last bit of strength to the Blue Mountain Tribe!
After making up his mind, he said: "We can refine this liquid, but this method is too destructive. We must be careful when using it. Can we control the number of people as much as possible?"
Cheng Ling frowned, why can't such a good method be used openly? Could it be that the old man still has any worries? Seeing the sincere expression on the other side, he pondered for a while and said: "That's all, then we will only control a few leaders of the enemy tribe. In this way, the soldiers below can also be preserved, but it will take some time to fully integrate."
Lan Feng said hurriedly: "Of course, as my little friend said, you have to eat one bite at a time. When the tribe becomes stronger, the aboriginal people will surely surrender wholeheartedly. However, although this plan is good, it requires an attack on the leaders, which is difficult. Bigger, thank you for your hard work, protector!"
Cheng Ling smiled sinisterly and looked at the old man's eyes with indescribable amusement. After a moment, he said: "If it's not hard, how can we work hard? But you, the patriarch, need to suffer a little!"
Lan Feng's heart thumped, and he instinctively felt something was wrong. What was going on with this kid's smile? It seemed like he was about to be betrayed!
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