"Even the Dan Alliance wants to harm our Tang Family?" Tang Zhenghe took a few steps back.
"Not necessarily, whoever passed through the hands of the Dan Alliance is suspicious. I don't believe that the entire Dan Alliance wants to harm the Tang Family."
"Zhou Yang is right, the formula of this potion was given to me by Master Jing of the Dan Alliance. He and I are old friends, he will definitely not harm me, and I have seen that there is no dead wood in the formula, so the Dan Alliance can be excluded …" The old man said.
"Could it be …" Tang Zhenghe was shocked.
The old man waved his hand, "Now is still the time to deal with him, his strength is not below yours, we can only bide our time …"
"The old man is right, not only do we have to bide our time, we have to continue soaking in this potion." Zhou Yang laughed.
"Continue soaking? Zhou Yang, what do you mean? "Tang Zhenghe asked doubtfully.
"Although the dead wood poison is powerful, once it encounters the Spring Flower Dew, it will produce the opposite effect. The old man's body contains a large amount of dead wood poison, as long as there is enough Spring Flower Dew, the dead wood poison can be cured, and the old man's life force will also recover …"
"Spring Flower Dew, isn't this an aphrodisiac?" Tang Zhenghe was shocked.
"For normal people, it is, but not for the old man, at least not before dispelling the dead wood poison …"
"In other words, once the dead wood poison is dispelled, the fire poison will slowly dissipate, and father will be able to recover." Tang Zhenghe was overjoyed.
Zhou Yang shook his head, if it was really that simple, then it would be great.
"Zhou Yang, is there a problem?" Tang Zhenghe asked doubtfully.
"Yes, although the dead wood poison can be cured, the old man's meridians have been severely damaged by the fire poison for three days. Even if the fire poison is cured, it will take a long time to recover from the damage, and we don't have that much time."
With that said, Tang Zhenghe and Tang Kun frowned.
"How long?"
"At least a year under normal circumstances." After Zhou Yang finished speaking, he frowned and paced back and forth in the room.
Tang Zhenghe was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but Tang Kun was relatively calm.
"As long as I can cure the dead wood poison, I can use force. At most, I will be injured again. We have endured long enough." After Tang Kun finished speaking, he slashed towards Tang Zhenghe and said: "Zhenghe, I want you to personally bring Yue Wu and her mother out of the Imperial City, leave the rest to me …"
"Father!" Tang Zhenghe's eyes were bloodshot.
"Don't worry, Old Master. We still have six days. Within six days, I will definitely help you recover to your original state. This is not your battle alone …" Zhou Yang turned around and left. Time was of the essence, every second counted.
"I'm not fighting alone … Zhenghe, did you have such courage when you were his age?" Tang Kun laughed as he watched Zhou Yang leave.
"Directly confronting the royal family, I … I didn't …"
Tang Zheng looked ashamed. The scene of Zhou Yang facing Xu Zhentian alone in Jiangnan County kept appearing in his mind. At that time, Zhou Yang was only at the Martian Realm!
"The Five Elemental Elixir Refinement Technique once mentioned that the first choice for dispelling the Fire Poison is water-based elixirs. Tang Zhenghe's cultivation is already at the Earth Realm, and water-based elixirs below grade 3 are useless. Only water-based elixirs above grade 4 are effective. Moreover, while dispelling the Fire Poison, the injuries to the meridians must also be healed …"
On the way back, Zhou Yang frowned and flipped through the Pill Scripture from time to time.
Unfortunately, the Alchemy Scripture was only the foundation of the Alchemy Dao, and the Five Elements Alchemy Technique was only an alchemy method, there was no pill recipe …
"Seems like I can only make a trip to the Alchemy Guild …"
The royal city's Alchemy Guild was second only to the royal city's Alchemy Guild headquarters. It had a rich collection of books, and there might be what he needed.
"Stop right there!"
Just as he reached the door, a tall lady wearing a black dress stopped him.
Zhou Yang took a look and realized that this lady was very beautiful and had an excellent figure. Although there was a gap between her and Tang Yuewu, she was not inferior to Ding Mei. She must be a famous beauty in the royal city.
"Who are you?" Zhou Yang asked, puzzled.
"I am Tang Yu. Yuewu should have told you before," the lady who called herself Tang Yu said.
"Did Yuewu ask you to look for me?" Zhou Yang asked happily.
"Of course not. We can't possibly let her know that you're here. Zhou Yang, leave. The royal city doesn't welcome you, and the Tang Clan doesn't welcome you either," Tang Yu said with an unfriendly expression.
Zhou Yang smiled, thinking that she was here to stop him, so he said, "Yue Wu did talk about you. You and her were childhood playmates, and you are also her best sister, but I didn't expect …"
"Didn't expect what?"
"I didn't expect you to not think for her."
"Zhou Yang, you didn't think for her. Jian Wuhen is the young master of the Ten-thousand Swords Villa and a trusted aide of the Third Prince. His future is limitless. As for you, you are like a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river. You can't even protect yourself. What right do you have to marry us …" Tang Yu scolded.
"Us? So you are also going to marry Jian Wuhen, "Zhou Yang said with a smile.
"That's right. My fate and Yuewu's have been tied together since we were young. She has a noble status and I am just a collateral relative. Although my surname is Tang, I can only be her subordinate. I have to marry whoever she marries." When Tang Yu said this, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes.
"It's your business if you want to marry Jian Wuhen. It has nothing to do with me," Zhou Yang shook his head.
"Yue Wu has already accepted her fate. Why don't you accept your fate? Do you know how much chaos your appearance will cause? Zhou Yang, I'm begging you. Please leave. I can't lose this marriage. Jian Wuhen is my true Son of Heaven."
"If a person wants to escape their fate, the only way is to change themselves and not rely on others …" After saying that, Zhou Yang turned around and left.
"Zhou Yang, the only person in Imperial City who is worthy of us is Jian Wuhen. Not to mention that you don't have the strength to organize it, even if Yuewu disregards everything and leaves with you in the end, there will be a day when Yuewu will regret it. If you really like her, then leave far away …"
The voice echoed in the darkness. Zhou Yang's footsteps slowed down slightly.
"What, you've been shaken by a few words from others?" Old Madam Cheng walked out from the darkness.
"Senior, you underestimate me too much. I'm just thinking about how to deal with this woman in the future. After all, Yuewu treats her like her own sister." Zhou Yang shook his head.
"I'm afraid he's not the only one you have to deal with …" Old Madam Cheng smiled, her eyes filled with helplessness.
Zhou Yang knew what Old Madam Cheng was talking about, but he did not say a word. After returning to his room, he entered the infinite space and began to concoct pills.
Although he had successfully concocted a Tier 4 medicinal pill, he was still a bit away from being a true Dan King.
Early the next morning, he brought Ding Mei to the Dan Alliance. Ding Mei was originally unwilling to come, after all, this was the place of her sorrow, but Zhou Yang insisted on bringing her here.
At the entrance of the Dan Alliance, after a few guards reported, a few Alchemist walked out. From the gourd on their necks, he could determine that the two of them were Intermediate Alchemist.
"You said that you know Senior Brother Jing. Do you have any evidence?" The young Alchemist in the lead asked.
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