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Chapter 613 Silent Savings(2/2)

The northwest is a vast area and even better than Longyuan. There are quite a few talents in it. Maybe compared with Qin Lihu, I am afraid there are not.

This old guy who has never broken through the Martial Saint until his death in the Book of Life and Death can pull up remnants, expel foreign races, and restore the two strong men in the dilemma of the fallen paths.

In contrast, although Wu Changbai's fate is also noble, he was named a prince by relying on his "switch to meet the enemy"...

Wu Changbai had no choice but to catch up with him in a hurry.

After the martial arts performance, Yang Yu received several winning lieutenants one by one and rewarded a lot of wealth, mainly elixirs and food.

After that, he left the military camp and led by several disciples of Wanxiang Mountain, he arrived at the royal palace, in front of a hidden mansion.

Here, there is an extremely strong smell of sulfur and gunpowder. Even if the wind and snow are blown for many days, it will not disperse.

From time to time, the sound of a furnace blowing comes.

Here, it is called "Yangdan Tower", which is the place where the alchemist recruited by the Northwest King privately.

The Ming Dynasty forbidden elixir, but since ancient times, the more banned it, the more people will do it. In more than four hundred years, except for the decades when Taizu Zhang Yuanzhu was reigned, most of the time, they were unable to completely ban it.

Liansheng Sect, the sects and aristocratic families in the martial arts world, are secretly recruiting alchemists to refine alchemy.

Zhang Xuanyi is just one of them.

He has more than ten thousand descendants, and many of them can bear the blame...

"Uncle Master..."

The door opened, Qi Wensheng walked out of it, bowed and reported the progress:

"After your prescription is slightly improved, it is indeed a good pill. At this moment, thirteen furnaces have been refined, but it is really far from what you want..."

As he said that, Qi Wensheng smiled bitterly.

Zhang Xuan has accumulated over the years and there are actually many alchemists in this egg-raising building, but they are just refining elixirs for the Northwest Prince's Mansion. The use of 60,000 people is simply outrageous...

"There is still one year left, so I should catch up with it..."

Yang Yu replied casually and took the pill handed over by Qi Wensheng.

【Blood Transformation Dan】

【One white and one gray】

【Healing Qi and strengthening blood (white), blood and qi flow backwards (gray)】

Everything has fate.

After Tongyou broke through to the second level, he saw more things that surpassed ordinary people, and almost all of them could be seen.

These days, Yang Yu has been looking for elixirs that are simple to refine, common materials, and high elixir rate, but they have never been fruitful.

Until one day he entered the Gluttony Cauldron and suddenly saw a "prescription" he got from a mountain village when he followed Wang Wu to suppress the bandits.

This alchemy recipe comes from a strange man who "cannot work farming, do business, learn literature, and practice martial arts, and then turns to study medicine."

He still remembered that this strange man's name was "Xu Yixiao"...

He still doesn't know whether this strange man will break through the blood exchange or die in a foreign land after taking the prescription he wrote.

But after trying it, I really practiced a pill that was "good quality and low price" that perfectly met his needs...

"call!"

Holding the pill, Yang Yu seemed to be looking at it carefully, but in fact, his mind was already in the gluttony cauldron.

In the dark cauldron, the purple gold gourd fell to the ground, and a huge number of gray and white fates flashed and intertwined in the gourd. These were the low fates he collected these days.
Chapter completed!
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