The road to immortality for a hundred generations

Chapter 47

Wang Feng didn't care about Bai Yinhe's worries. At this time, he was carrying five brocade boxes towards the inn.

Pedestrians on the road saw that he was tall, cleanly dressed, and holding five brocade boxes, so they all avoided him in case they accidentally broke other people's things and couldn't afford to pay for it.

Suddenly, Wang Feng's ears twitched slightly, and a faint sound of horse hooves came from the end of the road in the distance, and the sound was particularly urgent, as if there was something urgent.

However, he did hear the sound of horse hooves, but it was because of his innate five senses. The surrounding vendors, hawkers, and passers-by were still bustling on the road, and there was no abnormality.

According to the current situation, there will inevitably be chaos on the road soon.

"Give way to me! Don't fucking touch my baby!"

Wang Feng shouted loudly.

His voice contained inner strength, and almost all the people on the street subconsciously turned their heads to look over.

"What are you looking at? Stop fucking Moji and make way for me! Hurry up!"

Wang Feng's aura of a real villain immediately scared the surrounding hawkers into scattering. Even the small traders and pedestrians who were staying far away gave way under his sharp-edged eyes. There is a way out.

People further away also heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance, and they all moved out of the way without Wang Feng looking.

"Da da, da da."

As the sound of horse hooves got closer and closer, almost everyone hoped that the rider would have a conflict with the evil man just now, so as to teach the arrogant evil man a lesson.

However, before the rider saw it, he heard an angry shout: "Hurry up for eight hundred miles! I will give you a gold medal. Those who resist will die, and those who rebel will perish!"

Before the vendors could react, they saw smoke and dust billowing and the rider had already left.

"Eight hundred miles in a hurry?"

Wang Feng, who was already waiting by the roadside, frowned slightly.

Riders who deliver messages usually travel a hundred miles a day. If they are fast horses, they are required to travel 180 miles a day.

If it is faster, the letter must be marked "immediately delivered". According to regulations, the rider must travel three hundred miles a day.

This kind of speed can only be enjoyed in more urgent matters, and traveling eight hundred miles a day, the urgency of the tense can be imagined.

"Could it be that there was an accident at the border?"

Wang Feng thought of this.

For this reason, he really couldn't imagine anything could be so serious.

At this time, Wang Feng suddenly thought of an allusion from his previous life: A concubine riding in the world of mortals laughed, but no one knew it was a lychee.

In the previous life of the Tang Dynasty, an emperor built a special road in order to let his concubines eat fresh lychees, and asked riders to deliver lychees at an accelerated speed of [-] miles.

The Great Wei of this world should, maybe, not have this happen, right?
But no matter what happened, it would not affect his title of king for the time being.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng stopped thinking about it. In the angry eyes of everyone, Shi Shiran returned to the inn holding five brocade boxes containing Ziyang Pill.

For his own convenience, Wang Feng had previously changed his identity and opened an extra room in the inn.

At this time he came to this room.After regaining his appearance, he returned to his room with the brocade box and began to refine the Ziyang Pill.

It has to be said that elixirs are of great help to warriors.

On the top was the Ziyang Pill that had been cultivated for ten days. Wang Feng only spent a quarter of an hour to refine it.

There are eight quarters of an hour, which means that eight Ziyang Pills can be refined.

If you refine the Ziyang Pills without stopping for twelve hours a day, you can refine 96 Ziyang Pills, which is equivalent to 960 days of hard work.

However, the amount of silver consumed in this case is also staggering, more than 2 taels of silver are consumed in one day.

Two days later, Wang Feng, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

"I didn't expect the efficacy of this Ziyang Pill to be even better than I expected. I originally estimated that it would take a hundred Ziyang Pills to reach the innate peak, but now I've only consumed ninety of them, and it's almost the same."

What is peak?There is no way forward.

At this time, Wang Feng felt that his room for improvement was already very small. He estimated that he only needed to consolidate for another month or two and slowly wear away the remaining medicinal power in his body before he could reach the innate peak.

However, rather than saying that the efficacy of Ziyang Pill is better than expected, it is better to say that Ziyang Pill has almost no drug resistance.

In other words, in a short period of time, the body becomes resistant to the medicinal materials used to refine the Ziyang Pill, but not to the Purple Qi.

When Wang Feng calculated the drug resistance, he accidentally included purple energy, so it was not so accurate.

"It's almost time to set off."

Just as Wang Feng opened the door, planning to talk to Uncle An, pack up, and head to the imperial city again, he suddenly changed his mind, turned around, and left the inn again.

The destination of his trip is still the Bai family.

What I'm looking for is still Ziyang Pill, but what's different from last time is that this time it's a pre-order.

"Hero? Are you here? Come on, come on! Please come in, please come in!"

This time, Wang Feng was not stopped outside, and was directly invited into the quiet room where he stayed last time by the nursing staff.

Not long after, Bai Yinhe, the eldest daughter of the Bai family, walked in, but she didn't look very good.

"What did the hero do this time?"

"It's still Ziyang Pill,"

Wang Feng replied, and then without waiting for the other party's reply, he spoke again, "These are 2 taels of silver tickets and 1000 taels of gold tickets, all of which will be used to buy Ziyang Pills. However, I know that your Bai family can't get them for the time being, but I am now No, it may take a few months, or a year and a half to come back to pick it up.”

With that said, Wang Feng threw a pile of silver and gold tickets on the table.

"what?"

Bai Yinhe was stunned.

What's happening here?
(End of this chapter)