A trace of embarrassment flashed across Jiang Bumie's face, and he put his hand down angrily.
"Master, can we discuss it and not take your antidote?"
"Can."
Zhang Wu nodded slowly and said:
"If you don't eat this, you can eat that. I believe that one should taste better."
Jiang Bumie looked in the direction pointed by the other party, the magic pill.
"Whoosh——"
Zhang Wu gathered a spiral suction force in his palm, activated his dragon-capturing hand, took the dark gold elixir into his palm and said:
"Donor, please choose one. If you are still undecided after three breaths, the old monk will have no choice but to save all sentient beings and send you to the bliss of the Western Heaven."
"..." Jiang Bumie said without giving up: "Master..."
"Three." Zhang Wu thought.
"I……"
"Two." Zhang Wu read again.
"You..." Jiang Bumie wanted to curse.
"one."
Zhang Wu's eyes shone with a strange light, and he seemed to have changed in an instant. He was no longer a kind and kind old monk, but became the king of all living beings above the nine heavens.
Under his spiritual momentum, everything around him disappeared, and he was the only one standing proudly in the halo of the huge full moon, with the endless vast starry sky behind him.
Jiang Bu Mie felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his spirit instantly withered, and he was completely unable to withstand Zhang Wu's terrifying and majestic spiritual power.
"Gudong——"
He was swallowing both saliva and black mud dumplings. One was as big as an egg and he swallowed it hard.
"Amitabha."
"Let the old monk help you digest it, donor."
Zhang Wu lightly pressed his palm against Jiang Bumie's stomach. His aura alone made him unable to lift his hands, and he could only watch as he smashed the black mud dumplings in his stomach into pieces from afar.
Then the palms of his hands became hot and pressed against Jiang Bumie's belly like a furnace. In three breaths, the black mud dumplings were refined and integrated into his limbs and bones.
Zhang Wu withdrew his magical powers, clasped his hands together and commanded:
"From now on, if you change your name to Shit, you will be destroyed."
"..."
The Immortal King's complexion alternated between blue and white, and his thoughts were fluctuating violently, like a schizophrenia outbreak, with two souls fighting for control of the body.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said with difficulty:
"No... my name is Jiang... Jiang, Jiang Immortal!"
Zhang Wu frowned and gave the order again:
"You call - shit will be destroyed!"
"No!!!"
Jiang Bumie roared like a beast, his eyes were bloodshot, veins protruded on his forehead, and a majestic swirling air ball surged around his body, almost losing control.
Zhang Wu's eyebrows twisted into a ball.
He had indeed successfully researched the Xiao family's Qi training elixir, and the antidote had been produced, but he lacked experimental samples and had never used it on a top-notch expert.
Now he tried it, and finally saw the real results in practice, but the effect was far less effective than he imagined.
That big ball of black mud balls is equivalent to a magic elixir. If you give it to ordinary people, it is enough for thousands of people to become your puppets. They will obey your orders and die as soon as you say.
But if Jiang Bumi eats it, he still wants to resist, and he still wants to do it in front of you.
If you are far away, he can even resist with absolutely tenacious will and not listen to your orders.
"This black mud dumpling cannot completely control Super One. If you use it to give Uncle Liu an antidote, I'm afraid it may not be able to completely remove the influence of the Qi Training Pill on him."
Zhang Wu murmured in his heart, shook his head and sighed, a little disappointed.
The ancestor of the Xiao family is truly terrifying.
Their Taoist practice, alchemy level, and spiritual cultivation are much better than yours.
How can you catch up with two hundred years of skill and cultivation achievements in more than ten years?
However, Jiang Bumie's immortal golden body has been completed, and he is a super-first-class peak master. He is similar to Shi Fumo, and his resistance ability is naturally strong.
The immortal golden body he cultivated is the strongest among the three magical powers in terms of recovery ability and poison resistance.
The Indestructible Vajra focuses on cultivating the body and cultivating Qi, the Demon-Suppressing Golden Body focuses on killing and suppressing demons, and the Immortal Golden Body focuses on survival and recovery. Each has its own strengths.
"but……"
Zhang Wu suddenly thought of something.
The same medicine has different effects for everyone.
This magic elixir can control ordinary super-first-class masters such as Sword Master and Halberd Master, but it may not be able to do its job against the top super-class masters.
Jiang Bumie can withstand it, so with Uncle Liu's perseverance... there is a high probability that he can also withstand it!
Among the people in the world who cannot be judged by common sense, one is Zhang Wu himself, the other is Liu Qing, and the remaining one must be Uncle Liu without a doubt!
"Perhaps the poison in Uncle Six is not as deep as I thought?"
"If he really wasn't poisoned."
"But he still deliberately loyal to the Xiao royal family..."
Zhang Wu was confused and a little afraid to continue thinking about it.
After regaining his composure, he glanced at Jiang Bumie, who gradually calmed down and glared at him.
In a short period of time, the colorful, black, and rotten burns on this man's body had begun to scab and recover. His vitality was so tenacious that it really felt like a broken arm was reborn.
"Amitabha, donor, your immortal golden body is destined to the old monk, can you bestow it on me?"
Zhang Wu asked with his hands clasped together.
Jiang Bumie gritted his teeth:
"You're dreaming!"
Zhang Wu didn't ask any more questions, just like a magic trick, he took out another ball of black mud balls as big as eggs, weighed them in his hands, smiled, and looked extremely kind.
Jiang Bumie suddenly changed color and almost couldn't hold back the curse.
Zhang Wu lowered his eyebrows and handed the clay balls forward and said:
"Donor, you are destined to be my Buddha, and you deserve this supreme golden elixir."
"There are fifteen styles of the Immortal Golden Body..."
Jiang Bumie spoke very fast, for fear that the Shaolin master would give him poisonous black eggs again.
"..." Zhang Wu.
It is true that people have different realms. This Jiang Bumie is not as good as the Thunder Sky Sword. He has to put the knife on his neck to be subdued.
When Lao Lei encounters this kind of thing, he does it so neatly and convincingly.
Jiang Bumie also started boxing on the spot, demonstrating his martial arts while explaining the training methods of each style in detail.
Magic skills must be taught by words and deeds.
Zhang Wu listened quietly and watched the opponent practicing boxing intently.
With the other two great body-protecting magical powers at his side, he could easily capture the immortal golden body.
Half an hour later, Jiang Bumie withdrew his fists with a dark face and asked:
"Can I go?"
"Can."
Zhang Wu nodded and said:
"But I don't want you to go back to Liu Qing."
"Then where do you want me to go?"
Jiang Bumie was very dissatisfied.
However, he also knew that after eating someone else's black mud dumplings, he would not be an opponent in a fight. Any method would be childish against the Grand Master. He could only survive by obeying orders.
Zhang Wu thought for a moment, then waved and gave instructions in Jiang Bumie's ear, which made him look embarrassed, but he had to grit his teeth and agree.
Jiang Bumie left, and Zhang Wu also jumped up, crossed the high wall, and left the Tianlao compound. He gathered his breath, cast the Supreme Meditation Mantra, and arrived outside the Yongchang County Sheriff's Mansion, where he quietly ambush.
The Immortal King is considered the number one master under Liu Qing. It is sad to lose such a strong man. I don’t believe that the ancestor of the Liu family is indifferent.
However, Zhang Wu waited all night. It was almost dawn and Liu Cangshan was not seen leaving. The idea of letting him kill Liu Qing was stillborn.
"You are as timid as a mouse, you really regret your life."