There was a lot of commotion in the field, and a drama of human relations was being staged. Zhu Dahua sat down and waited for the elixir to be released.
It's hard to control my heart, the sounds and sounds are seductive, I want to watch the fun together.
But I'm afraid that if I get distracted, the results will be unsatisfactory. Who knows whether the system will be 100% successful.
The last time I failed to make alchemy, a hundred years of food and clothing were devalued into 800 copper coins. I only had half the experience and was warned by the system.
Alchemy is a money-burning game. As a poor monk, it is rare to have the opportunity to make alchemy. The other party has enough money and materials to live up to their expectations.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t watch the excitement, there are such good shows in this world every day.
Zhu Dahua circulated the spiritual energy in her body and blocked the sound, feeling extremely at ease in the small world.
Clouds and mist are billowing in the sea of consciousness, and "Qi Training from Entrance to Door Slam" shows the appearance of the alchemy furnace in front, and the few strokes of smoke are as if they are alive.
The ink on this book is ink-like gold, from black to white, with large sections of yellow in the middle.
The furnace elixir rotates, and there are ten pills. Last time, I could only get one.
The fragrance of the medicine filled the air. The Taoist priest looked intoxicated and nodded in agreement. This person seemed unreliable but he had real abilities. The quality of this elixir was worth looking forward to. He hurriedly sent the Taoist boy to the county government office.
There was a sudden disturbance in the crowd, and a group of Uighur soldiers came out. They entered the scene struttingly, and the leader was a young woman, who was attracted by everyone.
The young general saw the dust flashing in the sun and the passionate man licking the enemy country's ground like crazy. He was angry and his shoulder was pressed by a hand. Zhu Shiwu shook his head.
"If you do that, I'll kill you."
Zhu Shiwu shrank his shoulders, his face full of fear, and the smile in his eyes was about to overflow gently.
The Uighur woman's eyes darkened when she saw this, and she raised her hand casually, and a blue butterfly as big as a fingernail flew away.
At this time, the young general still stood up, waved his spear, and said,
"Go back, or you will die here."
"'Beautiful Beauty' doesn't work on women, but it doesn't need to work on women.
Can a small general defeat thousands of warriors? "
The Uighur woman smiled, and all the people who were fascinated looked at the young general, her eyes fierce and menacing, and the silver weapons in her hands shone like snow.
The legendary "Beauty Drunk" was created by a genius pharmacist hundreds of years ago. Those who were seriously poisoned could die happily after saying a word to a beauty. This was the ruin of the Xingguo a hundred years ago.
But that was just a secret from the palace. When I saw it this time, its power should not be underestimated.
The young general thrust out and said, "It's so hard to kill you within ten steps. I won't say what I said a second time."
The tip of the spear stopped an inch in front of the Uighur woman's throat, and the energy shot out from the back of her neck, making her blood stagnate and her whole body feel cold.
She really dares.
"Why is this necessary, little general? War is a matter between countries. During a truce, people still have to discuss life with each other.
I didn't want to cause trouble, I just came to buy something and was attracted by the excitement here.
Why are you driving me away? "
The Uighur woman spoke a long and charming speech, and everyone turned to her.
Seeing such a scene, but no injuries occurred, the young general had nothing to say. He put his gun away and threatened, "I will keep an eye on you."
Putting pressure on people will not dare to act rashly, which can protect innocent people to some extent.
The Uighur woman smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you for your understanding, young general."
"The elixir seems to be coming out of the furnace." As soon as Zhu Shiwu finished speaking, a burst of glow erupted from the elixir furnace, and the lid flew off.
Ten pills soared into the sky, and a fairy mountain palace appeared in the sky like a picture scroll.
The fragrance of the medicine awakens the dreamers, and everyone looks up with wide eyes. Even after the fairyland has faded away, the lingering lingering lingers.
Zhu Dahua stretched out his hands, and ten pills were suspended in his palms.
"Put it away quickly, don't delay and lose the potency of the medicine."
The Taoist priest sent a Taoist boy to fetch the jade bottle, but the elixir did not enter the bottle, as if it was alive.
The quality of the elixir is constantly declining with the rise and fall of the breath. If it is not put away and stored, it will fall from the sky to the underworld in a moment.
In the long and anxious winter, I shed hot sweat and scratched my head and lost my dignity.
"Put them away quickly."
Zhu Dahua shook his head.
It's not that there are no jade bottles, but those that have already been filled with elixirs and spiritual energy pills are not willing to empty the bottles, let alone these clay pills.
He took the elixir and moved to the wounded soldier. The latter peeled half of the orange in his hand and moved back, not knowing what Zhu Dahua was going to do.
"This is the elixir I promised the young general to make for you. Just take it and you'll be fine. If you don't take it, the medicine will wear off after a while."
The wounded soldiers were all close associates of the young general, and they looked at the young general in bewilderment.
The young general took a deep breath and said, "You guys can eat."
The Taoist priest walked around and racked his brains, but there was no way to keep the elixir.
"Wait a minute." The Uighur woman took two steps forward and was stopped by the gun. She said with a smile,
"I'm not interested in elixirs. This little girl is quite capable. Would you like to join the Lingdan Platform?"
"Poaching people in front of the general, you may have had enough." The young general was full of murderous intent.
"You want to eat it or not? If you don't, I'll feed it to the dogs."
After Zhu Dahua said this, each of the wounded soldiers took one. Looking at the young general, after getting permission, he was about to take it, but the pill flew out of his hand.
Ten elixirs flew into the jade bottle one after another, the plug was held in the bare hand, and the talisman was sealed.
The visitor was dressed in plain white, with a bamboo hat and gauze covering it up, so that his appearance was not visible. He stood out among the ordinary people, with an outstanding temperament.
Behind that is a top-notch beautiful face, very similar to the man behind her.
"I'm Bai Lu, this is the leader of Bai Ling Cult."
Egret turned into a living Yushu Lingfeng, and with his heroic deeds of killing the living King of Hell Zou Jiutian, he had already become famous in Lintian City.
One of the common people took out a small coin that he bought for ten yuan and compared it, his smile gradually distorted.
The Uighur woman's "drunken world" has completely failed, and the people's fanatical support of Egret is like a star-chasing scene.
The egret enjoyed this very much. Bai Xiaomei coughed, and then the egret remembered what it was doing, clasped its fist towards Zhu Dahua and said,
"Miss Zhu, long time no see. The master of elixir is here. I would like to express my gratitude."
"return."
"Do you want to go against the Bai Ling Cult?"
Bai Xiaomei said, "Five thousand taels of gold, I can give you some face."
As soon as these words came out, the four people were shocked.
Being able to afford such a huge sum of money, all the Rangers and Egrets joined, which showed that this sect was extraordinary, and people immediately recommended themselves to join the sect.
At that time, many people became religious.
"Ten thousand taels of gold, I want the elixir from Lingdan Platform." The Uighur woman smiled lightly.
At this time, the Yamen came in to separate the enthusiastic people.
Magistrate He was dressed in official uniform. When he saw the token on the Lingdan Platform, his mind buzzed and he bowed his hand.
"Fifteen thousand taels of gold." Bai Xiaomei said lightly, causing another burst of secret gasps and gasps.
The Uighur woman smiled softly and said, "Twenty thousand taels of gold."
Bailu's face was full of shock: Are all women so rich now?
"Thirty thousand taels of gold."
"Sixty thousand taels of gold."
"One hundred thousand taels of gold."
"One hundred and ten thousand taels of gold."
The young general's eyelids twitched, and he stiffly turned his neck to face Zhu Dahua, who had an indifferent expression and was even eating the cake.
