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Chapter 258 When the rain arrives in the beginning of spring, the dragon's lair refines Taoist soldiers

The climate in the sixth year of Xianqing was obviously abnormal.

In previous years, after the [-]th day, the earth had warmed up, but this year it was only after a few light snowfalls that it was over.

Near the rain, hot and cold, warm and cold, all the medical clinics in Yongan are overcrowded, and teams line up on the street every day.

"Twice a day, take this medicine with hot soup in the morning and evening..."

"Next!"

"Mr. Liu, my mother can't hold it anymore, can you..."

"Bring it in first, take my gold needle..."

Liu Danyang, the teacher in charge of the medical hall, was busy with work, sweat was all over his back, and his face was a little pale.

He was originally a student of a medical school, but he spent half his life trying to refine and refine qi, and he was not good at fighting. Seeing that Yong'an was getting more and more prosperous, he moved here to practice medicine.

Unexpectedly, just after a few days of comfortable life, a spring plague ushered in.

Dangdang Dangdang!
At this moment, a gong sounded in the street.

I saw a few yamen servants knocking on the gong and leaving and shouting: "Fellow folks, the Spring Plague is coming, and Mrs. Wang feels that people's livelihood is difficult. I specially invite the disciples of the army's medical school to give a free consultation at the gate of the military government office. The medicines used are all provided by Mo." Home Mountain City bears it."

When the people around heard it, they were all surprised.

Someone looked at Liu Danyang, "Mr. Liu, how is this medical student's medical skills?"

Liu Danyang also breathed a sigh of relief, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "That's an authentic medical school, and the old man is absolutely inferior."

When the people in the line heard this, how could they dare to wait, and they all hurried to the Xiefu Army Yamen in Beicheng Town.

When we arrived at the gate of the yamen, we saw a row of military tents, each of which sat a young man and a woman in Taoist robes. The team had already formed a long queue, and there were yamen servants to maintain order.

The disciples of Taoist medicine are extraordinary in their actions. They look at Qi and follow the diagnosis, treat minor ailments with golden needles, use dirty soup and medicine for conditioning, and there are even a few large pots around to boil the tea soup for strengthening Qi and nourishing Qi, and the people in the city can get it by themselves.

"Madam Wang is a very kind person..."

"Wang Duwei protects the environment, Mrs. Wang is virtuous, we Yong'an are really blessed."

"Who says it's not? I heard that in some places, profiteers run rampant and take advantage of the opportunity to raise the price of medicines. It's really..."

All the people in line were talking about it.

The backyard of the government office is shaded by green bamboos, and the dense white mist visible to the naked eye rises from the garden, setting off the small building as a picturesque scene.

Mo Qingrou dipped her pen and ink lightly, looked at the roster in her hand, her wrist trembled, and lines of beautiful handwriting suddenly appeared on the red paper.

After finishing writing, he handed the red paper to the maid next to him, "Shaoyao, these people are soldiers who have recently got married, and they sent someone to send a gift of money in advance, just to say it's your lord's wish."

"Yes, ma'am."

After the maid took it, she turned and left.

clap la la...

Bai Qin flew out of the painting, stared at Mo Qingrou and covered her mouth with a smile, "In my memory, after a few years of marriage, Mrs. Bai and the master of the Yinshan sect traveled around the mountains and rivers, full of affection."

"It's good for you. One of you has just passed the door for a few days, and you worry about this and that. The other just came back and ran away for several days without returning home. It's really boring."

Mo Qingrou smiled faintly, and lightly stroked the golden jade ferret in her arms, "Flowers, snow and moons, firewood, rice, oil and salt, bitterness and happiness have their own chances, just live well for yourself, why envy others."

Looking at Mo Qingrou's soft and peaceful face, Bai Qin suddenly felt powerless. She casually pulled on the strings, and said with a resentful face: "You can think about it, pity I'm so boring when I'm stuck in the painting every day. My lord is so busy. I'm afraid I've been forgotten long ago..."

Mo Qingrou was thoughtful, then shook her head and smiled, "Don't worry, since brother Xuan promised you, he won't forget. I'll ask you when I come back tonight."

Bai Qin was pleasantly surprised, "Your Excellency is coming back tonight?"

Mo Qingrou looked to the southwest, "The real Batou asked him to come over. Calculate the time, it should be almost there."

……

Southwest mountains, Longxue New City.

The traces of the original ancient battlefield have completely disappeared, and the huge basin is full of rice paddies, bullocks are plowing the fields, and the commoners are busy in groups, and there are soldiers from the government army patrolling the mountains in the distance.

After the Taiyi Sect established the City God's Temple, and the Diyuan Gate improved the soil with secret methods, the ancient battlefield has now become a vast fertile field.

Wang Xuan has a firm foothold, and this place is naturally under the jurisdiction of Yong'an. The county magistrate Li Siyuan recruited some civilians, together with the family members of the government army, to carry out spring plowing.

The basin where the new city is located is much larger than that of Yong'an, but after all, it is located among the mountains, so it is positioned as a grain production base.

In the fields and trails, Mo Guanchao and Cen Xuzhou walked together. Both of them were dressed in light clothes and loose clothes, and their words were full of leisure and ease.

"The area covered by the Town God's Temple is full of spiritual energy and tranquility. As long as the weather is good, the harvest this year will not be a problem to support three Yongan."

"Brother Lauzen is here."

"It's all trivial matters. Now the old man is only looking forward to opening up wasteland as soon as possible. At that time, I will accompany the army to explore the land, and you will organize it into a book in the mountain city. If you can make a book, you will live up to this life..."

"Brother Cen said so."

Mo Guanchao nodded slightly and looked into the distance.

I saw that the small hills of the Yinshan Sect and those ancient ruins had all been flattened. Chen Modao led the craftsman camp and the craftsmen of the Mo family were busy planning the outer wall of the new city.

On the hill, there is only one Taoist temple that has been built. It is the New Town God's Temple. Although it is alone, it is surrounded by incense.

But in the underground dragon's lair, the atmosphere seemed a little tense.

"Be careful!"

Padou Daoist's face was full of nervousness, and the spells in his hands were constantly changing, "This alchemy weapon is a treasure of a military strategist. Later, you have to infect it with your own evil energy, so that you can send and receive freely without any interruption."

"Don't worry, really."

Wang Xuan looked solemnly at the center of the dragon lair.

There, the human alchemy coffin was wrapped in billowing spirit energy, and the white mist was dense and condensed, like a vortex constantly turning and surging, only a golden light could be seen flickering.

In the sixth year of Xianqing's Yong'an government army, everything was busy at the beginning of the year, refining large-scale ordnance, daily training, not to mention land reclamation preparations and new city development, so he left Kangyuan City immediately after the report.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came back, Master Ba Dou sent a letter to invite him.

In order to refine the alchemy and Taoist weapons, the real Padou stayed in the dragon's lair in Xincheng for a long time. With the help of the dragon's veins, the earth energy and the human alchemy coffin, he finally refined the seven evil corpses. Now is the critical moment.

Gradually, the golden light became brighter and brighter.

"start!"

Immortal Ba Dou sternly shouted, and Wang Xuan immediately soared into the sky, his black cloak fluttering in the wind, and pointed at the golden light.

boom!
The Xuansha of Taiyin burst out suddenly, and the pure Yinsha turned into a blue glow, submerged in the golden light.

Wang Xuan's complexion changed.

He could feel that there seemed to be a bottomless abyss, and the profound Yin Sha in his body gushed out like a tide, and he was exhausted within a few breaths.

The real Padou asked him to come, and he wanted the soldiers to form an army formation to make offerings to him. After all, this object was a half-step non-drug warrior, and even if he died, the brake wheel had already solidified into a rare treasure.

Naturally, Wang Xuan had a way to deal with it, he took off the big dragon and tiger seal on his waist, stretched out his hand and threw it, and landed on the top of the human pill treasure coffin, the blood-colored army array's evil qi crazily poured into the golden light.

"Hey, so there is such a rare treasure."

Immediately after seeing it, Padou Daoist breathed a sigh of relief, and began to concentrate on kneading the Artifact Refining Art, and there were bursts of huge roars from inside the coffin of Rendanbao.

After about half a stick of incense.

boom!
A golden light illuminated the four directions, and the white mist of spirit qi around the coffin of the human pill dissipated instantly, and some strange power rose up, and then gradually fell back with the golden light.

Wang Xuanneng could feel that there was something in the coffin of the Human Pill that was connected to his mind, and with a wave of his hand, a golden light shot out immediately.

When it landed in the hand, it turned out to be a twirling, golden ball the size of a jujube, with the outlines of the seven evil corpses in armor on the surface, like a relief.

According to the reminder of the real person Ba Dou, Wang Xuan went through some blood training again, and only then did he feel that this object was more closely connected with his mind.

With a wave of his hand, the golden core flew out, fell to the ground and white smoke rose up, and the seven evil corpses appeared again.

But now the armor's face and skin are all shining with brass brilliance, like a bronze statue of Vajra, and the breath of energy in his body is even more terrifying than Emperor Xuan.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Master Padou smiled heartily, and couldn't help but unscrew the jug and take a few sips, "This soldier has the cultivation of swallowing thieves, his body is as strong as a magic soldier, and he can protect himself on weekdays. If he is placed in the army formation, he can break the enemy and charge killer."

"Hey, if you see Wei Wuji of Zhu Yan's army in the future, let him see what a real soldier is!"

Wang Xuan held back the excitement in his heart, respectfully cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Daoist."

"It's okay."

Master Padou said with regret: "The skill of the old Taoist pill is a coincidence after all. If there are no seven evil corpses, it can't be refined. The old Taoist will teach you this technique when he returns. Painting ladles can also be refined."

After all, his expression became serious, "I called you this time, and there is one more thing."

Wang Xuan's eyes moved, "The witchcraft is liquidated?"

(End of this chapter)