I can strengthen

Chapter 128 Entering the Country
The procession begins to walk.

Luo Yan was caught in the middle.

In the front is Ge Yan, and in the back is Nie Wudi.

He glanced behind him, only to see that Ma Pingchuan and the others had not escaped, their hands and feet were broken, and they were dragged on the ground, dying.

some of.

He also saw that Zhou Yuyao, whose hands and feet were also broken, her clothes were messed up, and her complexion was as white as snow.

"What are you looking at?" Nie Wudi noticed Luo Yan's gaze and shouted in a low voice.

"I didn't see anything." Luo Yan said calmly.

"I know what you're looking at, those Pegasus Escorts?" Nie Wudi looked back at those people, and sneered, "Are you wondering why you didn't just kill them?"

Luo Yan turned his head and lowered his eyes.

"You don't want to know?" Nie Wudi asked, his tone a bit aggressive.

Luo Yan remained silent and walked silently.

"Let me tell you, their life would be worse than death." Nie Wudi said solemnly.

He stared at Luo Yan.

Waiting for Luo Yan to ask him why life would be worse than death.

However, the result disappointed him.

Luo Yan lowered his head and didn't say a word, as if his mind was wandering into the sky, and he didn't intend to ask him the reason at all.

Seeing this, Nie Wudi could only feel a breath in his heart, he wanted to vomit but couldn't.

His face changed a few times, he stared at Luo Yan's back, and said two words coldly: "Boring."

This person has no curiosity and thirst for knowledge, which is really boring.

At this moment.

Ge Yan suddenly turned around.

"Boy, what's your name?"

Luo Yan could ignore Nie Wudi, but he couldn't ignore Ge Yan, who was a master.

So he quickly replied: "Return to the general, boy Luo Yan."

"Luo Yan, have you cultivated the Dragon Yin Iron Shirt and the Tiger Roar Golden Bell Jar?" Ge Yan asked again.

Luo Yan's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "The general's eyes are like torches, I admire you."

"It's not really a bright eye. The dragon-chanting iron cloth shirt and the tiger-roaring golden bell cover are the method of my Kuchan Temple. My arms are also blessed." After Ge Yan said, his arms suddenly exerted force .

On its bulging muscles, the ghostly shadows of a blue dragon and a white tiger emerged, and their prestige was astounding.

"This prestige...General, you are really mighty." A gleam flashed in Nie Wudi's eyes, and he looked at Luo Yan in surprise, but he didn't know that Luo Yan's arms also blessed such methods.

Ge Yan seemed unaware of Nie Wudi's compliment.

He lowered his arms and asked casually, "Where did your dragon-singing iron shirt and tiger-roaring golden bell jar come from?"

Luo Yan said calmly: "I got it in the Arhat Martial Arts Hall. The Arhat Martial Arts Hall was destroyed by the government. I got in and found the secret books of these two martial arts in the interlayer of a Buddhist scripture."

"Arhat Martial Arts Hall?" Ge Yan frowned, directly ignoring the fact that the Arhat Martial Arts Hall was destroyed.

"A martial arts gym in Bao'an County. The owner used to be a monk." Luo Yan thought about it.

"Bao'an County, Arhat Martial Arts Hall..." Ge Yan pondered for a while, then suddenly glanced at Luo Yan, and said calmly, "The owner of the hall is surnamed Zhou?"

"That's right, the owner of the gym is Zhou Zhenhai, Master Zhou. Does the general know Master Zhou?" Luo Yan's heart moved slightly, but he didn't expect that Ge Yan knew that the owner of Luohan Martial Arts Hall was named Zhou.

"Him? Of course I don't know him, I just heard my junior brother mention it." Ge Yan said.

His younger brother called him a half-faced Buddha.

When he was a young outer disciple, he shared the same bed with Zhou Zhenhai, so his relationship was deep.

"General Ge, your junior brother is the Half-faced Buddha, one of the 72 emissaries of my Blood God Army, right?" Nie Wudi interrupted suddenly.

As the 72nd envoy of the Blood God Army, Nie Wudi had also heard the name Half-faced Buddha before, and vaguely knew that the two were brothers.

Ge Yan glanced at Nie Wudi and said calmly, "Yes."

If it weren't for the lobbying of the Half-faced Buddha, he would not have switched to the Blood God Army.

"General, since Master Half-faced Buddha is your junior brother, why didn't I hear about him in Fucheng before?" Nie Wudi asked curiously.

He was also born in Fucheng.

But before the Blood God Army appeared, they had never heard of such a person.

"Of course you juniors have never heard of him, because he left Baiyue Mansion 30 years ago." Ge Yan looked a little playful, looked ahead, and said slowly:

"More than 30 years ago, a concubine of Qu Jiuyou came to my Kuchan Temple to ask for a child. After ten months, she successfully gave birth to a son for Qu Jiuyou."

"But gradually, Qu Jiuyou found that the older the son was, the less he looked like him."

Qu Jiuyou is the name of the guard of Baiyue Mansion.

Hear this.

Everyone around looked weird.

The guard's son is not like the guard, and the concubine went to the Kuchan Temple to beg for a son, so the problem must have appeared in the Kuchan Temple.

"General, it can't be a good thing that the half-faced Buddha did?" Nie Wudi looked strange.

He felt admiration in his heart, this half-faced Buddha is really a brave man of high skill, he dared to put a hat on the guard.

"That's right. Later, when the incident happened, my Kuchan Temple was almost razed to the ground by the city guards. It was my master who carried out the plaque bestowed by Emperor Zhou to escape. My Kuchan Temple was saved, but my Junior brother..." Ge Yan had a playful smile on his face.

"Why did Qu Jiuyou let Lord Half-faced Buddha go?" Nie Wudi was even more curious.

If he is hated, he will definitely cut the person who put the hat on him into pieces.

But now the Half-faced Buddha is alive and well, and even became one of the 72 envoys of the Blood God Army. Obviously, Qu Jiuyou let the Half-faced Buddha go.

"Let it go? It's just that my junior brother's life is worse than death." Ge Yan said lightly.

"How?" Nie Wudi asked.

"Why, you want to know?" Ge Yan looked back, and looked at Nie Wudi meaningfully.

Sensing this gaze, Nie Wudi immediately became excited, and said embarrassingly, "Don't dare, let's forget about the matter of Lord Half-faced Buddha."

Even though he said so, his eyes were full of curiosity, obviously he really wanted to know what Qu Jiuyou had done to the Half-faced Buddha.

"It's okay to tell you. Qu Jiuyou destroyed his five blood sacs, and had his tools cut off. Finally, he personally carved the five characters 'adulter Chen Yunxiao' on his face." Ge Yan giggled, rather gloating.

Hear this.

Everyone was stunned.

No wonder it is called a half-faced Buddha. It turns out that the other half of the face was engraved by Qu Jiuyou.

"Half-faced Buddha... there is such a past." Nie Wudi thought for a long time, and finally spit out a few words.

No wonder he hadn't heard the name of Half-faced Buddha in Baiyue Mansion. If he was a Half-faced Buddha with big characters on his face, he would definitely choose to hide his name and go away.

"Otherwise." Ge Yan snorted coldly, and looked at Luo Yan again, "If you are destined for Buddha, if you can get these two martial arts, then you have a destiny with my Kuchan Temple, and you can be regarded as half of my Kuchan Temple. disciple."

"Yes." Luo Yan nodded repeatedly.

He didn't know that there was such a relationship, and even a character named Half-faced Buddha was involved.

"Do it well." Ge Yan urged.

"Yes." Luo Yangong said.

The team moved forward slowly, and it was not until late at night that Ji Huaxiang appeared in his eyes.

Luo Yan looked intently, and saw an archway standing in the distance, on which the three characters "Jihua Township" dragons and snakes danced, and behind the archway was a broad street made of bluestone.

On both sides of the street, there are many small buildings and courtyards.

This Jihua Township is not a remote village, but a prosperous town.

It is adjacent to Luoxia Mountain.

And Luoxia Mountain is rich, and there are many medicinal materials in it.

The villagers of Jihua Township have always lived a prosperous life with the medicinal materials on Luoxia Mountain.

Unfortunately.

At this time in Jihua Township, none of the villagers were seen, and all they saw were 'fortress troops' wearing black armor and patrolling.

"Who is coming?"

Seeing Luo Yan and the others, a team of the Blood God Army greeted them immediately.

"It's me." Nie Wudi stepped forward.

"So it's Lord Nie." The leader of the Blood God Army warrior hurriedly bowed his head and cupped his hands.

"Okay, let's continue patrolling." Nie Wudi ordered, then turned to look at Ge Yan: "General, please follow me."

"Ah."

A group of people filed into Jihua Township.

This season, Hua Township did not see the prosperity it once had. The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the ground was also covered with dark red blood.

Luo Yan is still good.

A group of alchemy apprentices were shocked, all trembling, with unspeakable bitterness in their hearts.

They were originally genius alchemists of Baotai Pharmacy, living a carefree, graceful and dignified life, but now, they have become prisoners of the Blood God Army.

Although the Blood God Army said that they would be fine if they practice alchemy obediently.

But everyone is an adult, so if you think about it, you will know that the promises of the Blood God Army are probably beyond the limit.

Whether they can go back alive is another matter.

Although they have different ideas, a group of people can only obey the arrangement.

Led by Nie Wudi, a group of people entered a compound after walking for a long time.

This compound used to be an ancestral hall, but at this time, it was full of various medicinal materials, and the smell of medicinal materials hit the face, making people slightly sick.

"General Ge, why are you here?"

A middle-aged man in a green shirt came out of the house. He was thin and thin, with dry and dark skin, green eyes, and a faint pungent smell all over his body.

Luo Yan frowned the first time he saw this person, and his heart sank slightly.

Others don't know what these pungent smells are.

But he has read countless poisonous codes, and he is very clear about these pungent smells.

These pungent smells are all poisons, but they are all extremely poisonous poisons.

This thin and thin middle-aged man is obviously a master of poisoning, and... although he is short and thin, his blood is also astonishing. I am afraid that he is also a master of bone refinement.

"Escort these alchemists here, so as not to make any fools." Ge Yan explained lightly, and then said: "Now they are sent to you, if there is nothing wrong, then I will go back."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out, but he didn't want to stay with such poisonous things for too long.

Seeing Ge Yan leave, Luo Yan's face became a little ugly.

This crazy monk, promised to save his life, but now he just left and left him here alone?

"Thank you, General Ge." The middle-aged man cupped his fists towards Ge Yan, watched Ge Yan walk out of the gate, and looked at Luo Yan and others in the courtyard.

"My lord, this is the alchemist General Ge brought in, and they are all high-level." Nie Wudi hastily introduced respectfully.

The middle-aged man nodded, walked up to Luo Yan, and said in a deep voice, "Open your mouth."

Luo Yan's eyes flashed, he hesitated for two seconds, and slowly opened his mouth.

blow!
A green pill shot in.

This angle is tricky, and the speed is extremely fast, if it is an ordinary person, it must be shot into the throat and straight into the abdomen.

But Luo Yan used his strength secretly, and with a roll of his tongue, he blocked the elixir and also hid it under his tongue.

He originally wanted to hide the pill under his tongue, and then spit it out when no one was there.

In no mood.

The elixir melted in his mouth, before he licked his tongue twice, the elixir had already melted into his saliva and turned into a puddle of liquid.

Feeling the liquid under his tongue, his heart became more and more heavy.

But you can only be careful and try not to swallow the liquid.

After a while, a group of alchemy apprentices were all fed green pills by the middle-aged man.

Do everything.

The middle-aged man walked to the front in a leisurely manner, glanced at everyone, and said indifferently: "The poison I gave you just now is my unique secret poison, Ten Thousand Ants Eat Heart Pill. After taking this pill, if you eat it within two days If you don't take the old man's unique antidote, you will be devoured by thousands of ants, and life is worse than death."

Say it.

He clapped his hands.

After a while, a warrior from the Blood God Army dragged a villager over.

"Wow!"

"Woooo!"

"Woooooo!"

The villager's hands and feet were bound to death, and a rag was stuffed in his mouth.

But at this moment, he kept whimpering and struggling, his eyes were bloodshot, his body was bulging, and his expression was extremely painful.

"Untie the rope on his body." The middle-aged man ordered.

"Yes." The Blood God Army warrior grinned, cut the ropes on the villager's hands and feet, and pulled out the rag in his mouth.

Immediately, screams shook the sky.

"Ah, kill me, kill me soon."

"It's itchy, it hurts!"

"Someone kill me, please kill me!"

The villager screamed and rolled on the ground, while constantly scratching his body with his hands.

Every time he scratched, he would leave five deep scratches on his body, as if he wanted to use this to relieve his pain.

He rolled and twitched on the ground.

Scratching the skin, pinching the neck, sometimes curling up into a ball, sometimes tense.

Until a quarter of an hour later.

The villager stopped struggling and died completely.

But at this moment, his body was covered with scratches, and he couldn't see a piece of complete skin anymore.

And from his mouth, there was even more blood flowing out continuously, it seemed that he was in unbearable pain, and ended his life by biting off his tongue.

In this scene of struggling to die, all the alchemists watching were terrified and sweated profusely.

The middle-aged man showed a satisfied smile.

He deliberately pulled this person out to scare everyone, and he was very satisfied with the result.

He looked at everyone and said with a sneer: "You have seen the consequences, be obedient, and you will get an antidote every night. If you are not obedient..."

Before he could speak, a group of alchemist apprentices quickly spoke.

"I must listen to the adults, and I will do whatever the adults want me to do."

"Yes, listen to the adults, we listen to the adults."

"Whatever your lord wants, just tell me."

The tragic situation of the villagers, they looked at the ghosts of the dead, let alone obediently at this time, they are willing to let them die directly.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction.

This group of people is the best, and it will save him trouble.

He glanced around, and said in a deep voice: "It's very simple, I brought you here because I want you to make alchemy for me. Those who can make bone-forging pills stand up."

There was a commotion among the crowd, and in the end, only Luo Yan took a step forward.

The middle-aged man looked at Luo Yan in surprise, his eyes were strange, and he asked, "You know how to make bone-forging pills?"

Luo Yan nodded.

"My lord, he said he would, but in fact, he is only a third-rank alchemist in Baotai Pharmacy. You need to verify his fineness." Nie Wudi sneered from the side.

"I see. Nie Wudi, take this group of people to refine the True Blood Pill." The middle-aged man nodded, then looked at Luo Yan: "As for you, come with me."

After that, he turned and walked towards the house.

Luo Yan followed closely behind, walked into the house, raised his throat suddenly, and sprayed out a mouthful of thick phlegm wrapped in venom.

He used his strength skillfully.

When the thick phlegm and venom were ejected, they were divided into two halves. The venom half was shot into a hidden corner, while the thick phlegm was shot on the pillar of the room.

When the middle-aged man heard the voice, he looked back and saw the thick phlegm on the pillar, and his expression became gloomy for a moment: "I'm here, no spitting is allowed!"

"Yes, my lord, I won't dare next time." Luo Yan quickly lowered his head, with a terrified expression and a respectful tone.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, but couldn't continue to say anything.

I can only secretly slander this young man's lack of quality.

Luo Yan followed behind the middle-aged man, watching his back, narrowing his eyes slightly.

He visualized the picture of the tiger crouching, and his perception became more and more acute. At this time, at a close distance, he carefully felt the fluctuation of this person's qi and blood, and estimated that this person's strength should be around the middle stage of bone refining.

Such strength.

If he got up from behind and made a sneak attack, the probability of killing this person was extremely high.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the palm hidden in the sleeve slowly rotated, and began to gather Xuanbing energy.

But after hesitating for a few seconds, his spinning palm loosened again.

After all, this is the base camp of the Blood God Army, and there are thousands of Blood God Army.

Moreover, Nie Wudi's sense of smell is amazing, he can smell his body, even if he shrunk and disguised himself, it is difficult to escape.

Therefore.

He temporarily extinguished the killing intent in his heart.

He followed behind the middle-aged man, walked through the back room, walked into a well-fortified small courtyard, and then pushed the door into a house.

"There are all bone-forging pill materials next to it. Let me take a look at refining a furnace first." The middle-aged man was obviously worried about Luo Yan's alchemy skills, and stood aside, pointing at the pill furnace and said.

"Yes, my lord."

Luo Yan's eyes flashed.

Under the gaze of the middle-aged man, he walked to the alchemy stove and sat down slowly.

Then, light the fire and add water.

While boiling the water, he took the medicinal materials and began to process them.

Mashed mashed.

Juicing the juice.

When the water boiled, he also processed the medicinal materials properly, and then added various medicinal materials while controlling the heat.

Alchemy is a technical activity.

Improper timing of adding medicinal materials and incorrect temperature control will lead to failure of alchemy.

Fortunately, Luo Yandeqiao's pharmacist and Shen Zhou have a lot of experience in alchemy, and their skills are extremely high. Even if they are refining bone-forging pills, they can do it easily.

So after half an hour, there was only a small puddle of viscous milky white liquid left in the pill furnace.

He nodded secretly, took the pill mold from the side, and poured the milky white liquid into the pill mold.

Only the sizzle sound could be heard.

Just a few minutes later, the bone forging pill had solidified and formed, exuding a warm medicinal fragrance.

Luo Yan looked up at the middle-aged man behind him, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up: "Fortunately, it's not a disgrace."

He was also a little excited.

Although he has decades of experience in refining bone-forging pills in his mind, but experience is experience. After all, this is his first time in the true sense, and it is still worth commemorating.

The middle-aged man picked up a bone-forging pill, put it in front of his nose, sniffed it, and nodded: "Not bad."

The elixir was of good quality, and he knew it was a top-grade bone forging elixir just by smelling its fragrance.

He glanced at Luo Yan and said calmly, "Continue."

"Yes, my lord."

Luo Yan repeated his old tricks and started alchemy again.

It's a pity that the liquid refined this time turned yellow, and the medicinal fragrance was gone, leaving only the pungent burnt smell.

"My lord, this furnace has failed." Luo Yan poured out the yellowish liquid casually, his expression very calm.

The middle-aged man was equally calm.

In the process of refining alchemy, even if it is refining the same kind of elixir, it is necessary to adjust the heat and adding time according to the year and texture of the medicinal materials, and this requires not only experience, but also luck.

Therefore, alchemy is not guaranteed to be successful.

He looked at Luo Yan, and said in a deep voice, "What's your success rate in refining the Bone Forging Pill?"

Luo Yan smiled slightly, quite proudly: "My lord, [-]%!"

In fact, he had an [-]% success rate for the Bone Forging Pill, but he was young after all, saying [-]% was too scary, plus he wanted to steal a little, so he reported [-]%.

Fifty percent, in Baotai Pharmacy, has become a second-rank alchemist.

(End of this chapter)