Yan'an City is the capital of the smallest kingdom in the northwest of Longhuzhou in the Yanlong Continent, the capital of the "Royal Tang Kingdom".

When the earth just woke up from the tenderness of the morning, the dawn light slowly awakened the sleeping creatures. The horizon was plated with a golden edge, and the golden sea of ​​fog gradually enveloped the vast land. A trace of cold air flow was floating in Yan'an City, but this cold air flow could not stop the restlessness of the people.

The entire Yan'an City was in a sluggish and dull atmosphere.

In the palace of Yan'an City, there are many ancient buildings with brilliant gold and antique buildings. In one of the inconspicuous buildings, a young man lies on a bed with purple bead curtains hanging. The young man looks about 15 years old, and his eyes are empty without any focal length, as if he has lost his soul.

His identity is the most noble prince in the prosperous Tang Dynasty besides the king... Tang Lan!

Three middle-aged men stood by the bed. At this time, their faces were showing a helpless look on their faces and they looked at the boy on the bed in silence.

The three middle-aged men were named Koswell, a noble third-rank pharmacist and the chief pharmacist of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. The two around him were also members of the pharmacist of the royal family of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

The three of them represent the level at the top of the pyramid in the group of the pharmacists in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

A moment later, the door was pushed open a little, and a middle-aged man wearing a noble dragon robe with a majestic aura of superiors all over his body came to everyone. Looking at the dull and motionless boy on the bed, he sighed and said softly: "It's been a month, has he not improved yet?"

The helplessness on the faces of Coswell and the other two gradually expanded, and Coswell's slightly respectful and apologetic voice sounded: "Your Majesty, the eldest prince has always been demented, and we are really powerless."

From the name of Coswell, we can learn that the elegant and luxurious middle-aged man is the helm of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the 12th King Tang Zhentian.

Hearing Coswell's words, Tang Zhentian frowned. A sword brow that was sank into the clouds and his national face gave people a sense of self-power. He smiled bitterly in his heart, but the expression on his face had not changed at all. After a while, he pondered: "What if I provide you with the medicinal materials needed to refine the third-grade inflammatory medicine?"

"This..." The three pharmacists looked at each other, then Coswell stepped forward and bent over slightly, "Please forgive me for being helpless. The third-grade pharmacist may not be of much help to the eldest prince's condition, because we have tried it before."

"Where is the fourth rank!?" Tang Zhentian gritted his teeth. This was the limit that the royal family could bear.

"Your Majesty, we will no longer hide your situation. The prince's illness requires at least a fifth-grade therapeutic inflammation medicine to be effective. And... the fifth-grade inflammation medicine is still conservatively estimated." Coswell's face was solemn and his tone was extremely serious.

Click!

The wooden board at the head of the bed was pinched into powder by Tang Zhentian. With a breeze rippling in the room, Tang Zhentian looked cold, and a trace of murderous intent appeared on him, and a cold light flashed through his eyes.

The fifth-grade inflammation medicine will not be able to get such a strange medicine unless a miracle happens.

"Your Majesty..." Coswell was frightened and trepidated.

"Don't worry, Lan'er's illness has nothing to do with you, and I will not take my anger on you." Tang Zhentian waved his hand slightly, his eyes looked through the window and looked at the direction of the National Master's Mansion. A slight voice sounded in his mouth: "I will ask him to calculate Lan'er's account."

The most ruthless imperial family is not that applicable to Tang Zhentian and Tang Lan.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness the Second Prince asked for a visit." A respectful voice came from outside the house.

"Everyone go out, Lan'er needs a rest." Tang Zhentian glanced at the three of them indifferently, then slowly walked out of the room.

Inside the palace hall.

"Father, brother Wang has a good appearance, so you don't have to worry too much." The speaker was a boy about 14 years old. His face was like a peach and apricot, his long black hair was tied up high, he was wearing a Qinxiang silk buckle, a velvet grass-covered silk tassel, a bead crown of a python, a pair of shining eyes shining brightly, and a dragon and phoenix among people.

The young man was the second prince of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, with his full name Tang Yu.

King Tang Zhentian looked at the boy in front of him with a complicated expression: "Aren't you in the Yanli War Demon Academy?"

"Wu'er heard that Brother Wang was unconscious in the academy, so she rushed back to the palace to visit Brother Wang immediately." A trace of worry appeared on the young man's face. He did rush back to the palace as soon as he heard the news.

"Okay, my father knows. You go down first." Tang Zhentian rubbed his temples, and his swelling and painful head was relieved.

"Even if Uncle Wang takes action, there is no possibility of the fifth-grade treatment of inflammation. Alas~~~" Tang Zhentian lay on the dragon throne and sighed a long sigh.

He was really troubled. Tang Lan was the prince he loved the most. Although Tang Lan had low cultivation qualifications and was destined to go too far in the path of Yan Cultivation, he was kind, caring for the people, serious and meticulous. He was also a first-rate Yan Pharmacist, and he was the most ideal person in his mind to take over his position.

He had to do his best to treat Tang Lan. Even if he had to devote all the strength of the royal family, Tang Zhentian closed his eyes and thought silently in his heart.

Time flies, day after day, the stars are changing, and in a blink of an eye, a month has passed.

After another month of brewing, the atmosphere in Yan'an City became more and more depressing, and it had almost reached the peak of the outbreak. At this time, many people were surrounded by the gate of the palace. Their eyes were anxious because the big prince who was lying on the bed had helped them a lot of things, and even many people's lives were saved by the big prince. For them, the big prince must not have any accidents, and once something happened, they would not sit idly by.

Two months ago, His Majesty personally admitted that the reason why the eldest prince Tang Lan suddenly fainted on the street was because he had a serious illness and comforted many people, saying that the eldest prince would recover soon, so that everyone would not have to worry.

However, two months later, they still haven't received any news from the eldest prince. You should know that two months ago, Tang Lan would leave the palace several times a day, but now, they have not seen Tang Lan for two months. They are beginning to panic. They are worried that His Majesty has not told the truth. Perhaps the eldest prince has...

"Brother, are you sure that Your Highness the Great Prince has not left the palace in the past two months?" asked an honest and ordinary man.

"Will I still lie to you? Humph, if it weren't for the sake of these flame dragon coins, I would be willing to tell you this!" The guards of the palace gate looked around the crowd proudly, weighing five flame dragon coins in their hands, "Warning you, it's best to leave early. If you are seen by the National Master, you will have to peel off even if you don't die!"

"It's another billion yuan. What qualifications does he have to be the national teacher of our prosperous Tang Kingdom? His son, who is inferior to pigs and dogs, knows what he does besides teasing good women? If he hadn't been protected by billion yuan, he would have died 10,000 times!"

"What national teacher? I never admit that he is our national teacher. I only know that he is a parasite, and his blood has been drained from us people!"

"If I were His Majesty, he would be the first one I would kill!"

"Shh! Sigh quietly, do you want to die? Swear billions, we don't need to worry about anything, but Your Majesty is the father of His Highness the Great Prince, and the king of our prosperous Tang Kingdom, so you must not disrespect Your Majesty!"

When the national master was mentioned, hundreds of people surrounding the palace gate were immediately in anger, and dissatisfied words came from them. If they were not capable, they would have been in danger of entering the national master's mansion with big swords.

Although Yan'an City is the capital of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the people here are simple and the people are kind-hearted. Foreigners are easily subtly influenced by such folk customs, and even the noble Yan monks are no exception.

The general name of the Yanlong Continent is the only cultivation profession on the Yanlong Continent. The Yanlong Continent can be divided into the Jin-type flame cultivator, the Wood-type flame cultivator, the Water-type flame cultivator, the Fire-type flame cultivator, and the Earth-type flame cultivator. According to the profession, it can be divided into combat-type flame cultivator and pharmacist-type flame cultivator.

The combat flame-like monks generally have the strongest attack power, except for a few special circumstances. The pharmacist flame-like monks are the evolutionary profession of the fire-like monks, and are also the most popular and most noble profession on the Flame Dragon Continent.

The Flame Dragon Continent is a world that pursues the ultimate power of individuals. There is a crystal nucleus in the body of the Flame Dragon Continent since birth. With this crystal nucleus, humans can gradually refine the free flame energy in the air into the flame power in the body and store it in the crystal nucleus, breaking the limits of the human body again and again, and possessing incredible power!

Of course, due to the limitations of the crystal core itself, there are extremely limited people who can become a flame cultivator. Even if they become a flame cultivator, if the crystal core qualification is insufficient, they will not be able to become a powerful flame cultivator.

The volume and purity of the crystal nucleus determine a person's cultivation qualifications. The volume of the crystal nucleus determines the height that can be reached. The purity of the crystal nucleus determines the speed of cultivation. Destiny always favors some people, such as some geniuses on the Yanlong Continent. The biggest difference between them and ordinary people is that they are born with a crystal nucleus with a qualification that is transcendent.

The volume of crystal core and the purity of crystal core are divided into nine stars, each star is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower, such as one star, middle and middle, one star, the best, one star, the worst, and nine star, the best.

In addition, in order to more conveniently understand an individual's crystal core qualification, people usually conduct a comprehensive assessment based on the crystal core volume and the crystal core purity, and give a comprehensive qualification evaluation. For example, the crystal core volume is one-star top quality, the crystal core purity is one-star bottom quality, and the comprehensive qualification is one-star middle quality.

Most people on the Yanlong Continent have no comprehensive qualifications of crystal cores than one-star top-grade. If you want to become a Yan cultivator, even an extremely weak Yan cultivator needs at least a comprehensive qualification of crystal cores above two-star bottom-grade.

Therefore, compared with the total population of Yanlong Continent, the number of Yan monks is destined not to be too large, and it also indirectly highlights the noble identity of Yan monks.

In a secret room of an inconspicuous building in the royal palace, King Tang Zhentian respectfully bowed to an old man, and then expressed his intention: "Uncle Wang, Lan'er has been lying in bed so stupidly for two months. Is there any way to treat him?"

Without any necessity, Tang Zhentian would never disturb the second master of the kingdom, but now he was forced to do nothing and at the end of his life, he had to interrupt Uncle Wang's retreat and seek help.

Tang Zhentian's Uncle Wang - Tang Wei, the number one master of the royal family and the second master of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, has reached the fifth level of the Five-Star Flame Lord. In addition to the person who has been in seclusion in Forest for many years, he is the strongest person in the kingdom.

The strength of the flame cultivator is divided into one-star flame apprentice, two-star flame disciple, three-star flame deacon, four-star flame helm master, five-star flame hall master, six-star flame protector, seven-star flame elder, eight-star flame master, nine-star flame master, ten-star flame leader, a total of ten levels, each level is divided into six levels.

The first-star flame apprentice is only in the exploration stage of the flame cultivation, and the second-star flame disciples are truly entering the door of the flame cultivation.

Tang Wei nodded faintly. He had seen the prince Tang Lan many times. He was indeed the best candidate to take over the position of king. Moreover, his identity is very special. It can be said that Tang Lan alone is enough to affect the rise and fall of the entire prosperous Tang Kingdom. The abdicated prince also admired Tang Lan very much. Although there was no expression on his face, he began to consider ways to treat Tang Lan.

"He must be notified this time, maybe only he can save Lan'er." Tang Wei was silent for a moment, then said slowly.

"But, I'm worried that he will take his anger on our royal family." Tang Zhentian said worriedly.

"It's nothing. If you keep him in the dark, it will be really troublesome in the future." Tang Wei's face showed a smile, "Besides, since you dare to do this, he must bear the anger...that person."

Tang Zhentian walked out of the room worriedly, and soon began to deploy Tang Wei's plan as directed by Wang Shu Tang Wei.
Chapter completed!