Chapter 560 I was a beggar back then, so what now?!
"Ginseng fruit..."
Yang Yu spoke in a low voice.
The truth is that a person's life is not only exhausted, but his essence, blood, energy, spirit, and life are all empty. The book of life and death can extend his life, but it cannot make up for the loss of energy and spirit.
Therefore, the absurd thing of losing fifty years and extending your life by six months occurs.
According to what Guiying said, without the Judge's Pen, the loss would be huge, but it could not exceed 90%. The reason for this is because the source of the True Word Taoist is lacking.
To make up for the shortfall, the only way Yang Yu could think of was ginseng fruit.
This is not a sudden thought.
In fact, he had the idea as early as the first time he refined the Five Zang Guan recipe. In addition to wanting to save the old Taoist, he was also completely stuck on this recipe.
The violent ape king is extremely ferocious, and there are dozens of demons under his command. Without the help of external forces, I am afraid that he will be stuck at the first node for decades.
The old Taoist in front of him was already the only person he could come into contact with who had the highest martial arts skills and whom he had great trust in.
"Ginseng fruit?"
The old man who was about to hand over the funeral affairs was slightly startled, and then looked around. The true energy dispersed and enveloped the surroundings. He lowered his voice and sent a warning message:
"Don't say these words in your mouth! You need to be on guard, similar to Lingnan King's 'Shunfeng Er' and other supernatural powers..."
"Omniscient?"
Yang Prison nodded.
Although his spiritual sense is extremely keen, he must be on guard against it.
“Where did you learn about ginseng fruit?”
The old man asked in a low voice.
Ginseng fruit, also called grass and elixir, is a legend among legends and a rare treasure in the world.
It is said that those who take this elixir can not only prolong their life, but also avoid three disasters, escape nine disasters, and resist the five declines of heaven and man. It is a divine elixir among immortals!
He had only seen sporadic records in ancient books.
"It's a long story, but it's not the ginseng fruit, but the fruit produced after the ginseng core's potency has been greatly reduced..."
Yang Prison slowly transmitted the message and told.
In his words, he concealed the details of the Cauldron of Gluttony and the Five Zang Temple recipes. He only said that he had discovered an 'illusion of immortals and demons', and mentioned that it was extremely dangerous.
"The fairyland from ancient times..."
After listening to the story, the old Taoist couldn't help but feel moved, and his heart couldn't help but be touched.
"To be fair, Yang is actually hiding something..."
Yang Yu felt a little ashamed and couldn't help but sigh:
"This matter is really of great importance..."
The Cauldron of Gluttony must never be told to anyone. It is not just a 'treasure that comes with life', it also contains its own 'mystery of time travel'.
"Isn't this perfectly normal?"
The old Taoist laughed dumbly:
"Who in this world has few things that cannot be said to others? Even the old Taoist actually has some reservations. Don't worry, little friend. You can express your feelings directly. The old Taoist is already grateful and impressed."
"The elixir of longevity is rare in ancient times. It is so secretive. Even between father and son, I am afraid that they will not reveal it easily. My friend is willing to say it, which shows his sincerity..."
The old man doesn't care.
Qin Si on the side was a little curious. The communication between the two was naturally not hidden from her, but she didn't ask anything, but listened quietly.
"Xiao Si, you go too."
Yang Yu frowned and did not shy away from the old ways. He directly held Qin Si's cold little hand.
She trembled and her ears turned red, but she did not refuse, but she was just a little worried:
"Brother Yang, my martial arts skills are low, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you..."
"How could it be? I am relying on your magical powers for this trip!"
Yang Yu smiled slightly.
During the ninth time of refining for the first time, he successfully brought the big black dog in. Facts have proved that bringing people in is no different from refining it himself, and will not harm the body.
"Ahem~"
The old Taoist felt very uncomfortable hearing the children's disrespectful words, so he simply coughed and went back to the house.
The courtyard became quiet, and the two people who hadn't seen each other for a long time felt a little uncomfortable.
Yang Yu coughed lightly and changed the subject:
"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, how do you need to carry out your ceremony?"
The yard is quieter.
Qin Si lowered her head, the tips of her ears were a little red, and she was speechless.
"Just, just like that..."
"What kind?"
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Although he made the decision, Yang Yu did not immediately start refining the 'Five Zang Guan Recipe'.
Although Daocheng is on the right track, there are still some things that he needs to solve. There are hundreds of thousands of rebels in Xing and Li's two states, and even punishment and reorganization cannot be accomplished overnight.
For this reason, he sent a letter to Yuliang, asking for someone from the Qingzhou Army in the name of Wang Muzhi.
It's not yet noon, but Liuhe Building is already bustling with people. Yang Yu's arrival yesterday attracted an unknown number of people to visit, which made the shopkeeper a little anxious.
"Shopkeeper, do you have a private room?"
The person who came was dusty and weathered.
The shopkeeper didn't even raise his head: "I went to the hall to sit down. There is no room today and there are no seats available..."
"Well……"
The visitor was obviously a little displeased, but since he had just arrived, he had no choice but to endure it, casually found a corner to sit down, ordered a few dishes, and carefully observed his surroundings.
"Mr. Yang is very strict in recruiting soldiers. How can we, who are exchanging blood, be treated like this before? Which company insists on recruiting soldiers with clean financial status?"
"Who says it's not the case? Wang changed his blood four times. He thought he could be a captain, but he was only willing to be given a big-headed soldier. This is really..."
"There are not many soldiers, and it is said that Master Yang will disband most of the garrison, leaving only 12,000 men. With this small number of troops, I am afraid they can only defend the city, right?"
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In the lobby, there was a buzz of people and all kinds of discussions.
"This guy really took over the northwest city? He doesn't seem to have any intention of resisting. It's incredible, it's incredible..."
Wu Changbai was quite surprised.
Listening to the discussions and complaints from everywhere, I couldn't help but feel comfortable. These people couldn't pass the threshold to recruit soldiers, but I was the one who was personally sent a letter and named someone to come.
I even captured a flying eagle!
However, I can't help but feel a little bit confused. It seems that I didn't have much friendship with this person back then. I only had a drink, and I treated him so differently?
He was thinking in his mind, and suddenly realized something was wrong. The noisy discussions around him suddenly disappeared, and it was terrifyingly quiet.
"Um?!"
Wu Changbai's heart was agitated. He looked up and saw all the diners inside and outside the lobby. Regardless of whether they had complained before or something else, they all stood up one after another.
He looked around and saw that the entire lobby was dark.
There was a person standing at the door.
He was wearing a black military robe, without a crown, without pearls and jade, and only had a long sword hanging from his waist. He was not very elegant, but just by standing there, he seemed to have absorbed all the light around him.
For a moment, it seemed like nothing could be seen except his figure.
"Yang, Master Yang!"
"Master Yang!"
"Grandmaster Yang!"
…
After a brief silence, there was a roar that was like a roaring fire. Dozens or hundreds of people greeted each other in unison, which frightened Wu Changbai.
"You can do whatever you want."
Yang Yu raised his hand slightly and returned the salute, but everyone didn't even dare to say a word and stepped aside one after another.
As time goes by, his reputation in the northwest Daocheng is getting bigger and bigger, and he is almost treated like an uncrowned king. Those who come to Liuhe Tower are all well-informed people, who doesn't recognize him?
Because of this, he rarely goes out these days.
Even if he doesn't mean it, there are too many people staring at him, and every time he goes out, he will disturb the people. At this time...
"That's all you need!"
All the drinkers felt flattered and gave up their seats one after another.
Yang Yu had no choice but to sigh and asked the shopkeeper for a private room. By the way, he glanced at Wu Changbai, who understood and walked to the second floor amidst the eyes of everyone in admiration and envy.
Wu Changbai is the person Yang Yu asked Wei Zheng to come to first.
His destiny is extremely noble. Although he has a tendency to collude with foreign races and establish himself as a king, which he doesn't like very much, he can certainly use it if he can put it to use.
During this meeting, Yang Yu still urged Tongyou to take a look at him.
Sure enough, his destiny recovered itself, and as expected, it faded, and the borders of the land changed from the original blue gold, and the blue red we saw last time, to dark blue...
On the contrary, the "brave champion of the three armies" and "noble support" have regained their color. Yang Yu guessed that this must be related to the fact that he sent a letter to him to come over.
The prince's master of hundreds of lives, the one who can change his destiny is far more than just magical power.
The same goes for the favor of emperors, generals and ministers.
"Where's the stuff?"
Before he could sit down, Yang Yu had already spoken.
"Here, here, here."
Wu Changbai hurriedly handed over an unopened letter.
"sit down."
Yang Yu said hello and opened the letter.
When Yanzhou was captured, he sent out more than one letter, and in addition to Heishan City, Lin Qitian's office in Baizhou, Feng Junzi's office, and Wei Zhengxian's office in Qingzhou were all sent to Lingying.
The one who came the fastest was Wu Changbai.
This letter is very concise, with eight sonorous and powerful characters occupying the entire letter.
"If someone gives it to you, don't disturb it!"
"Wei Zhengxian!"
"It's really neat and tidy."
Yang Yu was speechless, but he didn't care much.
With Wei Zhengxian's strong character, it was extremely difficult for him to reply to the letter at this time. Mostly it was for Yu Liang's sake.
Fortunately, he had no other purpose in writing the letter, just for Wu Changbai.
The number of nine lives, the life of Danjin, is very rare in the world. In a sense, Wu Changbai alone is worth thousands of troops.
Of course, the premise is that it can be suppressed.
Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be backlash.
But Yang Yu naturally did not think that he could not suppress him. After a conversation, he wrote a handwritten letter and kicked Wu Changbai away to reorganize the rebel army.
The latter was extremely excited, thanked him profusely, and left with his head held high.
"The capital of the gods is far away from the northwest road, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. Even if Qianheng wanted to conquer it himself, he could only mobilize troops from Longyuan, Ding'an and other places..."
Yang Prison thought in his mind.
He knew very well that because the territory was too large and traveling was extremely difficult, the Nine-Road Domain King was actually a country within a country. It was always the next best choice to mobilize troops from Wanlong Road to quell the rebellion.
The people he is most worried about at this time are actually Taoist Yunni and a group of masters and elites from the imperial court.
"call!"
After sweeping away the food and wine without wasting any money, Yang Yu stood up and left.
With the chores out of the way for now, it’s time to refine the recipes.
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The third update is over, good night everyone. I recommend a book, the hard and beautiful old book "Resurrection Empire" compresses infinite time into a moment, and anything can happen.
Rise up from humility, walk through the gaps in time, and reverse hundreds of millions of years of slavery.
This is the story of an immortal man and his compatriots breaking free from the shackles of fate.