In the valley, Song Li, Cheng Qin and others were discussing how to treat these wounded people.

Before Gao Shun and Chen Ping were exposed, Song Li believed that they must have used the medicinal material containing blood-burning herb powder for every wounded person in the valley.

The reason why some people have an attack and some people have not an attack is that the cultivation, physical constitution and degree of injury of these injured people are different.

Some people with serious injuries will definitely have a very fast attack time, while some people with mild injuries and slightly stronger strength will definitely have a relatively longer attack time.

However, for these wounded people, as long as the powder of the blood-burning grass remains in their bodies, it is always a hidden danger for them. Because Gao Shun and Chen Ping were hiding so well before, five or six people had lost their lives because of the abnormal changes in the wound.

Now that they already know the reason, they can never tolerate such a thing happening.

But although they now know that the reason why the wounded people's wounds changed was because the blood-burning grass powder remained in their bodies, Song Li and the others discussed for a long time but could not come up with an effective solution.

In fact, all the people present were the Holy Masters of the Fog. There was not a complete solution to such a situation.

But the main problem now is that they now do not have enough medicinal materials to refine pills that can neutralize the effects of blood-burning herbs. Without medicinal materials, it becomes very difficult to solve the problem of the remaining blood-burning herb powder in the bodies of these injured.

The city closest to this valley, except for the Second Ring Mountain, even the nearest city will take at least five days to travel back and forth.

If they went to that city to purchase medicinal materials, they would not be sure whether the wounded in the valley could last until the people who purchased medicinal materials came back. So this method would not work at all, because in terms of time, it was too late.

After thinking about it, Song Li and the others had no good idea. In desperation, Cheng Qin had to come forward and tell the wounded in the valley about this situation.

"Elder Cheng, if it weren't for you, we would have died long ago. If we could live so many more days, it would be a profit! You can go to the nearest city to purchase medicinal materials. If anyone among us can't stand it, it's just that we are not lucky and it has nothing to do with you!"

"Yes! I have been taken care of by the seniors of Xuandan Sect and other sects these days. If you want to blame, you can only blame Gao Shun and Chen Ping. There are no people here who are afraid of death. Even if they really die, they won't blame them. Please don't have any psychological burden. You are still thinking about saving us at this time. We are already very grateful!"

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After hearing Cheng Qin tell the difficulties he is facing now, the wounded in the valley said loudly. Even the wounded, who are already dying, show a spirit of swearing to death.

Hearing what these wounded men said, Cheng Qin and other powerful people in the sects were all wet. It was these people's silent efforts that allowed humans to occupy a place in the Cangming Realm to this day.

If there is any solution, Cheng Qin and the others will not give up any wounded person. But now, they have no other way except to go to the nearest city to buy medicinal materials.

"That...what medicinal materials do you need? It seems a little bit on me." Just as the entire valley was shrouded in a dull atmosphere, Yuan Changshou suddenly raised his right hand and said weakly.

Because when Song Li was selling elixirs in Longling City, he traveled between the human race and the demon race, and through Ren Qiuming, the task of bringing the medicinal materials needed by Song Li back to Longling City was always done by Yuan Changshou. Therefore, the storage bag on Yuan Changshou contained a lot of medicinal materials.

In addition, when Yuan Changshou brought Chen Qiuhong and others back to the human race, he put away all the medicinal materials that Chen Qiuhong had not refined. So now Yuan Changshou felt that the amount of medicinal materials he had on him was more than enough to open a medicinal shop.

However, because Yuan Changshou knew nothing about alchemy, he didn't know whether the medicinal materials on him could come in handy. When Song Li and Cheng Qin and others were discussing what to do, Yuan Changshou was not there. When he heard Song Li and the others say that the medicinal materials were missing, Yuan Changshou immediately thought of the medicinal materials in his storage bag.

For Yuan Changshou, these medicinal materials can be said to be useless. They cannot be eaten directly or exchanged for any useful treasures. In addition, these medicinal materials are Song Li's things, so if Song Li needs them, he will naturally take them out.

Of course, there is another very important point. Yuan Changshou felt embarrassed to admit it, that is, he was afraid that if he didn't take it out at this time, when Song Li suddenly remembered this matter, he would definitely deal with him severely.

Since meeting Song Li this time and finding that Qingying and Xiong Po had both broken through to the realm of the Demon King, Yuan Changshou felt that his status in front of Song Li was getting lower and lower. Because of his low status, if Song Li dealt with him, he would definitely not have any mercy, and this is what Yuan Changshou was most afraid of.

"Aren't you a slave to Song Li's demon clan? A man from the demon clan knows what alchemy and medicinal materials are? When is it now, don't cause trouble for us, okay?"

"What we need now is a large amount of medicinal materials. Do you know a large amount of medicinal materials? One or two herbs are useless at all, so you'd better stop interrupting!"

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Hearing what Yuan Changshou said, the other strong men from the sects said mercilessly.

Although they knew that Yuan Changshou might have been kind, because of the relationship between the human race and the demon race, they really couldn't have any favors towards Yuan Changshou. Even if Yuan Changshou was Song Li's slave, they would not treat Yuan Changshou like people of the human race. In addition, everyone was irritated at this time, so when they spoke, they naturally did not pay attention to any degree of measure.

"Why do you guys look down on others?" After being ridiculed by everyone, Yuan Changshou's temper also rose. He suddenly took out the storage bag, took out all the medicinal materials inside and threw them on the ground. "Who said I only have one or two herbs? You can take a look at it carefully. Are these medicinal materials enough?"

"My mother! How come he has so many medicinal materials? Don't the people of the demon clan know how to refine elixirs at all? Could it be that these medicinal materials were handed over by Song Li to Yuan Changshou for safekeeping, and then forgot about it?"

"That's great! Many of these medicinal herbs can be used, and it's an urgent problem now!"

"Brother Song, it's really thanks to you this time! With these medicinal materials, we don't need to purchase medicinal materials anymore. In this way, it will save at least nearly five days. With these five days, I wonder how many lives of the injured can be saved!"

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Unexpectedly, Yuan Changshou actually took out so many medicinal materials from the storage bag. Looking at the medicinal materials full of them on the ground, some people even squatted down and started to look around.

Although these medicinal materials were taken out by Yuan Changshou, everyone present knew that these medicinal materials must be Song Li. After all, Yuan Changshou, as a member of the demon clan, did not know how to refine elixirs at all, so it is absolutely impossible for him to carry so many medicinal materials on his body.

As the saint of Wuwai, Song Li must require a large amount of medicinal materials to refine elixirs on weekdays. As Song Li's slave, it is reasonable for Song Li to hand over the medicinal materials to Yuan Changshou for safekeeping. Perhaps because of the long time, Song Li forgot that Yuan Changshou still had so many medicinal materials on him, so before Yuan Changshou spoke, he did not expect that he had such a batch of medicinal materials in his hands.

However, no matter what, with this batch of medicinal materials, they solved their urgent needs and saved the five days of running to other cities to buy medicinal materials. They could save at least five to ten more lives of the wounded.

"Hey! I said, you guys, are you guys, I took out the medicinal materials? Why do you thank Song Li for? You should thank me if you want to thank me!"

Yuan Changshou thought that after he took out these medicinal herbs, the people around him would definitely look surprised, and then they all ran to him and thanked him.

But the development of things now is different from what he expected. These people ignored him at all, and all ran to Song Li to thank Song Li for going.

That’s right! These medicinal materials were indeed brought to the demon clan by him from the human race.

But it is obvious that Song Li had long forgotten that he had these medicinal herbs on him, so these medicinal herbs should be considered his.

At this time, Yuan Changshou was so uncomfortable that he was almost crying. Isn’t these people treating him like this because he is Song Li’s slave? But even if he is a demon clan and Song Li’s slave, these people treat him like this too much!

When Yuan Changshou took out these medicinal materials, Song Li was obviously stunned. It was indeed the same as Yuan Changshou thought. He had left Longling City for so long that he had long forgotten that Yuan Changshou had such a batch of medicinal materials on him.

When the other sects came to thank him, Song Li could only deal with it with a hint of embarrassment, but no matter what, with this batch of medicinal materials, the rest of the things were much easier. Yuan Changshou, this guy, did a good thing this time.

While the others were looking through the medicinal herbs below, Song Li walked to Yuan Changshou's side, reached out and put his hand around Yuan Changshou's neck, leaned against Yuan Changshou's ear and said, "This time you have made a contribution. If you have the chance in the future, I will help you refine a pill to help you break through to the Demon King realm."

"Really?" After hearing Song Li's words, the depression on Yuan Changshou's face shook off, and he looked at Song Li with surprise and asked.

Since Qingying and Xiong Po both broke through to become powerful demon kings, Yuan Changshou has always felt that he was shorter than Qingying and Xiong Po. Although Yuan Changshou didn't say anything, he felt very uncomfortable. After all, in his opinion, he was the first slave to Song Li. In terms of strength and status, he should be higher than Qingying and Xiong Po.

But now that Song Li said this, Yuan Changshou was not depressed at all. He knew that Song Li was definitely the kind of person who said that he would help him break through and become a demon king, he would definitely help him break through to the demon king realm.

If he became a powerful demon king, he would not feel shorter than Qingying and Xiong Po. At this time, Yuan Changshou seemed to have seen it, the day when he regained the identity of Song Li's first slave.
Chapter completed!