"Are Shaolin's 72 unique skills?" Wei Yang heard of his name for a long time.

Elder Song adjusted his breath for a moment and said, "The Great Vajra Finger, the Kongxing Master who had killed Shaolin and broke the bones of Yin Liting, the sixth hero of the Wudang hero, was naturally very impressive."

Wei Yang nodded. He didn't remember the specific plot, but after saying this, he also remembered the plot in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

It seems that the one who used this martial arts is A San?

Elder Song slowly exhaled: "As for the Vajra Prajna Palm, you must know that Zhang Zhenren of Wudang Sect was hit by a palm and he had to rest for three months!"

Wei Yang felt that he seemed to remember this plot too.

"As for the Vajra Demon-Subduing Power, it is the most authentic, top-level and top-notch martial arts in the Shaolin Sect," Elder Song praised and said, "I think that dog thief seems to have reached an extremely high level."

Wei Yang hurriedly asked, "What is his merit?"

"From the inside out, there is no evil spirit, and I can't get through swords and guns. I raise my hands and feet to open the mountain and crack the stones like pulling cotton," Elder Song reminded, "What's particularly terrifying is the demon-subduing pestle in the hand of that guy. After thirty rounds of fighting with him, I vaguely realized that there was a martial arts path of Uszang's snow mountain. The man had already made a slight effort, so don't fight him head-on."

How to solve it?

"Either use human life to exhaust him to death, or," Elder Song sighed, "If our four martial arts are restored to 80%, it will not be difficult to kill them."

Join forces?

Um.

Wei Yang's face immediately became solemn.

He touched the medicine in his arms...

Elder Song's breathing condensed, and he couldn't help but stay away from the disaster three or five feet away.

He understood, if someone met Wei Yang, who might have killed anyone.

"No, then who knows how much dosage is required for the master?"

Wei Yang hurried into the room, first carried a long sword, then picked up the steel knife, then picked up the poisonous thorns found from the Qilian four dominions, Longxi twins, and then asked Aunt Ye for two kilograms of poison and filled a large handful of lime.

Just go out like this.

Where to go?

Wei Yang walked along the long street with a knife. On the way, he met a patrol soldier. Seeing that it was him, no one was embarrassed. He just asked with a smile: "Where are you going?"

Wei Yang said: "See if there are any spies from Tartars."

After half a day of staying in the pharmacy, the owner of the pharmacy hurriedly came out to receive the pharmacy in person and said hello first: "Where is the little official coming? What kind of thoughtfulness do you want?"

Wei Yang said: "It's okay. I heard for a long time that there are often 'strong fire reed sticks' here? Is there any? Take it out and take a look."

The boss was shocked and said, "The little official is so old..."

"I don't need it, I just want to see it. It's OK," Wei Yang said, "and then buy the medicine that your family can match the animals."

The boss wiped his cold sweat off his head and said with apologized smile: "It turns out it's this, but that's more."

Wei Yang said: "What's the effect?"

The boss said: "It's as big as a cow and horse as small as a chicken and a duck... Well, the latter doesn't have it, so there's no need."

As he said that, he ordered the guy to take one or two taels of everything and introduce it to Wei Yang one by one.

Wei Yang heard him say that the effect was quick and effective, but he was only suspicious in his heart, but he heard the boss brag: "If you want to find a little official, we are the best. Don't talk about the male, for example, this 'tiger sees cold', if you go half a tael, the bull dares to find a tiger. It's this 'smile breeding pig madness', not a villain, if you find a sow, the cold winter month will also make it full of vitality, and hitting into a pigpen to scare all the boars."

Wei Yang hurriedly bowed and asked, "What if he fed this smiling pig to the boar?"

The boss hesitated for a while and had to say, "I'm afraid I'll change my name to 'Yi' Breeding Pig'."

very good!

"You have it here, I think there are more than 30. If you see it, please fill me with a pound." Wei Yang sold out ten more ingots of silver, "It's not enough to get people to get it in my store."

The boss said in horror: "Will you make the whole city of animals feel in love?"

"It's okay, I can't use it in a year, but I can always use it in ten years." Wei Yang asked, "How to use it? If it's done, it's still necessary to pour it into my mouth? If it's trauma..."

"Everything is fine, just mix the water, don't be fully fed, that's really going to kill the pig!" The boss repeatedly reminded him.

Wei Yang secretly calculated that the thief was very skilled in martial arts, and he was also afraid that he would be strong. He thought to himself: "It seems that the dose is more than ten times more than the one that increases.

"Not enough."

He muttered to go out and look for another medicine shop.

The boss stepped on the air and knocked off his hair.

Wei Yang visited three medicine shops in a row, and he was able to get three pounds of "mule next year" in the medicine shop in the south of the city. It is said that this thing is taken to horses. Any donkey must have a mule next year.

"It's easy to use!" The boss repeatedly reminded him.

Only then can I feel a little relieved.

Wei Yang walked home, and in a blink of an eye, he headed to the royal palace again. Halfway through, he met Mr. An, and this guy was promoted and became a Mr. Qian. Yaowu and Yangwei were about to go west of the city with a team of men.

"Brother Wei, what are you doing?" Mr. An hurriedly stood up when he saw this person.

Wei Yang said: "There are some important matters to find the prince to ask for the constitution."

President An Bai scratched his head: "The prince is inspecting the city. Why not be as good as Brother Wei and we go there with us?"

Don't go.

"Look for the prince." Wei Yang waved his hand and ran away.

After running far away, he turned around and asked, "Brother An, what is the situation of the war outside the city? Are there many Tartars?"

Mr. An Qian scolded, "This time it's strange. We all know that the Tartars are not good at siege, but they cut down trees in the mountains, as if they were going to build siege equipment. We secretly went out to fight them in the middle of the night last night and killed several Tartars," he pointed to his arm and showed off, "But they didn't come to chase them, let us retreat back to the city with a big swagger, how weird."

Wei Yang said strangely: "You one thousand-man team dares to attack the camp?"

"There are not many Tartars. Last night, they only came with a team of 10,000 people. It seemed to be Ma Heima. Five ten thousand people teams came this morning," Mr. An Qian scratched his head, "Why do you think it looks different from before, it is the way of playing in the Tatar Tumot tribe?" Then he accidentally said something about the information that made Wei Yang feel moved. He said, "These Tartar Tumot tribe have their own troops, and their playing style is basically, who is the main force and who wants to achieve the goal, and they will listen to whom together. But the Tatar Tumot tribe is not the Tumot tribe. Where did they come from to covet Hami?"

Wei Yang immediately thought of the Western Regions' participation in this war. When he was chatting with Liu Li Erdusi, he heard them say that the Western Regions' martial arts world is also a piece of sand. Now all the masters of the Western Regions' Vajra Sect have advanced and retreated in moderation. This can only mean that there is a powerful united command in the Tartars in this war.

who?

Wei Yang thought secretly that Ma Heima was the chief of Turpan. Although he was called Khan, his strength was not enough to support his ambitions. Moreover, Khan's territory in Turpan was too small, and it was quite difficult to raise a team of ten thousand people. This time, the army was all out...

"If this is true, then the Tatar Tumot's style of playing is bluff." Wei Yang frowned, "Maybe it depends on him, then whose person is he?"

Wei Yang was thinking about this, but someone watched him walk towards the door of the palace.

The girl had just returned from outside the city and her face was a little pale. As soon as she entered the door, someone reported that Wei Yang was coming.

She walked to the door and looked at the guy strangely.

"Why are you here to find out the truth?" the guard master beside him muttered.

The girl smiled and said, "This man is not the one who does things for the Tartars - but he is definitely not the one who takes the initiative to seek war."

The guard puzzledly, "Why is that?"

The girl pointed her delicate chin and pointed at her two short legs: "How old is he?"
Chapter completed!