The practice of magical powers is far more difficult than any martial arts, but the gap between each level is equally astonishing.
Just like the "nine oxen and two tigers" of the first level and the "ten dragons and ten elephants" of the second level.
The same goes for Tongyou.
Seeing God twice does not only refer to the destiny of visible ‘God’, but also means the ‘divine will’ inherent in all things.
It is precisely because the essence can be understood that the destiny can be merged.
Buzz~
As soon as Yang Yu thought about it, in the Cauldron of Gluttony, the Purple Gold Gourd, which seemed to be full, stood up unsteadily, opened its mouth and spit out two white numbers.
[Vibrant blood] [Vibrant blood]
Any two fortunes can be combined. However, if you want to combine what you want, you have to make a choice.
Such as this time.
Buzz!
Along with a soft cry, Yang Yu felt his eyes heat up slightly, and a new destiny had been born.
【Qi and blood like an ox】
Snap!
Without any hesitation, Yang Yu had already given it to the 'Little Blood Exchange Pill' in his hand, replacing the 'blood energy countercurrent'!
"Huh?"
The process went smoothly without any twists and turns, and there was no impact on the fate of the dead creature. However, Yang Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
The moment [qi and blood are like cattle] fell on the pill, it was distorted and turned into [cutting hair and washing blood]...
"Sir, spare my life!"
Yang Yu's raised eyebrows were too terrifying in the eyes of several alchemists who hurriedly came from the courtyard. They were still several feet apart and fell to their knees on the ground.
Before he even uttered a word of begging for mercy, he was already breaking out in a cold sweat.
"How many people are here?"
Yang Yu raised his hand, helped several people up, and said with a smile:
"The elixir prepared by the three of you is indeed excellent."
"As long as you like it, adults."
The hearts of several alchemists were like beating drums. They felt that their whole bodies were cold and their hands and feet were weak. But after hearing the warm words, they felt that their bones were two ounces lighter.
"How many furnaces of this small blood-transforming elixir can be fired in one day, and what is the rate of obtaining elixirs?"
After hearing the inquiry, several people did not dare to neglect and hurriedly replied:
"There are seventeen alchemy masters and more than two hundred and thirty apprentices in the alchemy raising studio. If there is no shortage of all kinds of alchemy materials, and if other kinds of elixirs are discarded and only this elixir is taken, thirty furnaces can be opened and the elixir can be obtained in that day.
With a rate of seven, you can get more than 340 pills..."
"In that year, there were probably 120,000 to 30,000 coins?"
Holding the pill, Yang Yu was thoughtful.
As soon as he paused, several people started to sweat again. The younger ones among them couldn't bear it anymore and hurriedly said:
"If we hurry up, we might be able to open three more furnaces every day!"
"There is no need to rush too much, but we can send more people to help. Many apprentices can also try their hands at refining. The rate of getting pills is lower, so it will be fine..."
After a few words of comfort, Yang Yu asked a few people to go back to refine the elixir. With a wave of his hand, he ordered the people accompanying him to go to the military camp and call for a soldier who had not yet exchanged blood.
How many additional manpower will be dispatched and how many medicinal materials will be invested will naturally depend on how effective the elixir is.
"Uncle Master refined this elixir to supply it to the new army?"
Qi Wensheng was a little surprised.
The elixir materials used in this small blood-changing elixir are very common, and the price is also low. You can open a furnace for more than twenty gold, and the elixir obtained from one furnace is only eleven or two, which can be said to be one or two taels of gold.
Ordinary soldiers receive half a year's salary, which is nothing more than this.
"If this elixir is effective, in the future, the entire army will be equipped and paid together with the money."
Yang Yu nodded, there was no need to hide this, and he couldn't hide it from others.
"In extraordinary circumstances, this is the only way."
Qi Wensheng felt a slight pain in his body.
After Yu Jing left, he was almost the general manager of Daocheng, and he was in charge of all expenses. Seeing that a large amount of expenses would be added, he couldn't help but feel sad.
You must know that the wealth of the Northwest Road lies entirely in the trading of black iron, horses, chambers of commerce, salt and iron, etc.
But with years of war and two snowstorms, almost half of the business was cut off. Even though he had the property of many big families and squires, there was no income after all...
"This snow won't keep falling forever. It will just come up with something else..."
Yang Yu knew what he was thinking, but there was nothing he could do.
He was naturally fine with such a heavy snowstorm, but ordinary people couldn't bear this.
Once the chat box is opened, it will be terrible.
Including Qi Wensheng, all the Wanxiang Mountain disciples complained about their sufferings, and all kinds of chores were thrown at them.
Being able to be sent by Wang Muzhi and left by Yu Jing to assist him, these disciples are naturally not ordinary people, and the problems raised are more difficult to solve than the last.
However, Yang Yu holds the book of life and death, and can answer most of the questions one by one, and can even do two things at once.
At the same time, it activates Tongyou and combines the fate gained in these days.
Gray fate is the most common, and if it is absorbed, it will be regenerated again, and will not fall into "black color". With his practice at this time, it will not cause harm to people.
Following his thoughts, many fates merged on their own. Except for those related to blood and energy, all the others were scattered and used as firewood to reduce the loss of the merged fates and himself.
When a soldier came in a hurry, the purple gold gourd was completely empty. Among the hundreds of lives, fully two-thirds were [Qi and Blood Like Ox].
"King, my lord!"
The soldier was so nervous that he almost screamed by mistake. He was at a loss and wanted to kneel down, but Yang Yu pulled him back. He was not used to people kneeling down to him.
"What's your name? When did you join the army?"
"Little one, little Yang Ada, has been in the army for three months..."
"We are still the same family."
Yang Yu smiled, calmed the young man's anxiety, and then handed over the little blood-transforming elixir:
"This elixir is for you, please take it."
This young man was very naive and very timid, but he was obedient enough to listen to Yang Yu's instructions and took the pill without hesitation and swallowed it.
Yang Yu concentrated his attention and stayed on one side. Although he knew that the elixir was harmless, he still brought up his true energy.
"Uh~"
After a cup of tea, Yang Ada suddenly groaned, his face turned red, and his whole body turned red. Visible to the naked eye, there seemed to be a group of small mice running around under his thick cotton clothes.
Click!
At a certain moment, Yang Yu seemed to hear the sound of his bones exploding, and his eyes lit up.
The other people were also quite surprised.
I saw that Yang Ada straightened his back and seemed to be much taller than before. His thin body seemed to be a bit burlier, and he became more muscular to the naked eye.
Astonishingly, the first blood transfusion was completed in front of everyone!
"How does it taste?"
Yang Yutong glanced at you and asked at the same time.
"Little one, little one feels that there is endless power in his body!"
Yang Ada was so energetic that he felt that he could kill a cow with one punch.
Of course, this is an illusion.
Under the secluded tunnel, Yang Yu could see clearly that Yang Ada's energy and blood were increasing, but there was still a long way to go before he could exchange blood like an ox.
In his estimation, as long as he had enough meat and medicinal supplements, it would take at least two years to reach the level indicated by his destiny.
'One elixir is not enough to achieve immediate results. However, supplementing it with other elixirs can also speed up the practice. But to be safe, another elixir will be given after half a year. Within a year, it will probably be enough...'
Yang Yu had an idea in his mind and asked him to return to the military camp.
"Uncle Master, this elixir of yours has a bit of a 'tiger wolf elixir' flavor. Not only does the soldier's body grow stronger, but his spirit also seems to have become stronger..."
Qi Wensheng was a little moved, but also a little puzzled.
He had read the prescription for the 'blood-transforming pill', and it was precisely because he knew the changes that had happened to Yang Ada that he found it incredible.
How can some ordinary medicinal materials reach this level?
"The Tiger Wolf Pill is a top-quality pill. Who else can have it except the Heavenly Wolf Royal Court?"
Yang Yu responded casually.
The Tiger Wolf Pill mentioned by Qi Wensheng is a top-notch pill circulated within the Golden Chamber Palace where the Heavenly Wolf Center is located. Its value is as high as that of the Renyuan Great Pill.
It is said that a Tiger Wolf Pill can turn a timid and timid person into an elite warrior with the strength of a tiger and the character of a wolf.
Under the command of ‘Zhuoli Getu’, the Lord of the Golden Tent, there is a ‘tiger and wolf division’ with a small number of people but a reputation that can rival the Black Armor Jingqi.
"A few points is enough. After all, the price of this pill is less than one ten thousandth of the Tiger Wolf Pill..."
Qi Wensheng's eyes were bright.
He is not a corrupt scholar, so he naturally knows the value of this elixir. It has outstanding effects and extremely low price. This elixir is simply a magical elixir!
Yang Yu saw his excitement and did not tell him the truth. Just as he was about to leave, something suddenly moved in his heart.
I saw eagles flying from all directions and falling towards the city.
"Um?!"
Qi Wensheng's expression tightened.
Eagles are precious, and it is rare for more than one to be released unless...
Yang Yu raised his hand to take the letter raft brought by Ling Ying, shook it away, and raised his eyebrows:
"Sirius attacks!"
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In the winter of the twenty-fifth year of Qianheng's reign, the snow disaster came again, and all roads in the northwest, Longyuan, and Ding'an were affected by the disaster.
It was extremely fierce outside the Great Wall, and countless aliens died of the cold. Finally, one day when the wind and snow stopped, hundreds of thousands of people invaded the border.
On that day, Lin Qitian of Yunzhou closed the pass tightly to keep out the enemy. Wei Zheng of Qingzhou took the lead and released the pass first and then passed the pass, killing more than 8,000 enemies.
On that day, Fang Zhenghao from Baizhou came out with the Overlord's Spear, and 8,000 white armors lined up in front of him, killing more than 24,000 enemies. He defeated the vanguard of the Heavenly Wolf rebel army in one battle, but was blocked by the masters among them and retreated to the pass.
That day, the beacon fire was lit, and the eagles flew in all directions.
Longyuan, Northwest, Ding'an, Linlong...
Whoosh!
In the heavy snowstorm, more than ten thousand flying eagles cut through the snow, and more than a thousand strong men held the Taoist palace high.
In the magnificent hall, Emperor Qianheng, who had not been seen for a long time, made a rare appearance in front of people.
He was wearing a wide and thin Taoist robe, with his hair tied back, and his breath was misty, like a banished immortal in the floating world. In front of his eyes was Wang Muzhi, dressed in prison clothes and binding his pipa bones.
"What did you do to get yourself into trouble?"
Hearing the voice coming from behind the curtain, Wang Muzhi replied:
"To see my master."
"It seems that you, like Xu Wenji, are not afraid of death."
Emperor Qianheng had no expression on his face.
"It seems that Your Majesty is afraid of others but not afraid of you?"
Wang Muzhi looked calm:
"If this is the case, just think that Wang is afraid of death..."
"Xu Wenji is cold but still loyal to the emperor. Why do all these disciples seem to grow out of their horizontal bones?"
Emperor Qianheng was speechless and asked again:
"I heard that you are behind Yang Yu's rebellion?"
"Why do you ask, Your Majesty, knowing everything you know?"
Wang Muzhi shook the black iron chain on his body:
"Actually, what Wang did was just remove the chains from his body. Only he can decide what he wants to do."
"That's right, he is just a little beast with no king and no father."
Emperor Qianheng's eyes flashed with coldness. He had never suffered such a shame and humiliation in his life. Every time he thought about it, his heart ached.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but swallow a red pill.
Wang Muzhi suddenly narrowed his eyes and listened to the Taoist Emperor slowly and leisurely saying:
"You have rebelled against your superiors. I should have killed you immediately, and Ling Chi is not an exaggeration. However, since you have come here to restrain yourself, I will allow you to see Xu Wenji.
But after that, whether you live or die, it depends on you..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Jing had already stepped in and escorted Wang Muzhi expressionlessly along the wind to the temporary prison in the corner.
At the same time, in the main hall, a brilliant light seemed to be flashed by a circular light mirror, and Liu Jing's heart sank inexplicably.
Not long after, Wang Muzhi finally met his mentor whom he had not seen for decades.
He was getting older, and his few white hairs bent his spine, making him not so straight even when he stood against the wall.
"Master Xu, disciple..."
Wang Muzhi, who was rarely emotional, had red eyes. He knelt on his knees and kowtowed to the increasingly rickety old man, as if he wanted to pay back all the courtesy he had owed over the years.
Across the window, Xu Wenji silently looked at the disciple who was most like himself and least like himself. After a long time, he spoke hoarsely:
"Don't plot against him."
The kowtow stopped and Wang Muzhi replied:
"Today is different from the past. No one can plot against Junior Brother Yang..."
The old man looked at the wind and snow outside the window, thought for a long time, and then sighed:
"He is too reckless."
Wang Muzhi listened quietly, feeling a little sad in his heart. Teacher, after all, he would not forgive himself...
Finally, the old man seemed to remember this disciple and asked:
"How is your work?"
"Return to Master Xu!"
While speaking, tears were already falling. Wang Muzhi knelt straight, his eyes were bright and his words were clear: