Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 411 Blood-red Guess
"Boss, are you going to refine some high-level pills? Like the Chongling Pill we used before?" Suddenly, the left guardian narrowed his eyes and said mysteriously.

Wang Mu nodded, and said casually: "There is also Wen Ling Pill, which speeds up the cultivation speed. For things like pills, the higher the grade, the more fully the medicinal materials can be used, so a pill furnace that is at least a mysterious grade is needed. , Only in this way can we refine the mysterious pill."

"Gudong." Manyou and the others swallowed their saliva in unison. It is a mysterious pill, and seeing Wang Mu's posture, it is obvious that it needs to be refined in large quantities, and it will be soaked up.

"Boss, since that's the case, why don't we just take the blood-red mercenary group? Maybe we can get more medicinal materials, maybe there is a black-level alchemy furnace, their leader has just been injured by us, and this is the right time to attack." The best chance for you." With a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, the right protector said in a strange way.

Hearing this, including Wang Mu, the rest of the people all looked at the right protector.

Protector You blinked, his heart was pounding, and he quickly bowed his head in silence, for fear that Wang Mu would disagree with this idea.

"This is indeed a good idea. If we can take down even Blood Red in one fell swoop, we, Guisen, will be even stronger." Looking at Manyou, Zuo Hufa frowned, and murmured very seriously.

Man You also nodded, looked up at Wang Mu, waiting for Wang Mu's meaning.

Wang Mu grinned, "As long as it doesn't hurt people's lives, it's fine."

Mercenaries are different from those families and sects. Most of them are for survival. Apart from brotherhood, it doesn't matter which mercenary group you go to.

"Haha, don't worry, leader! As long as you give us another elixir, we promise that we will be able to deal with the blood red without any action." Guardian Right suddenly laughed.

Manyou also ran over to persuade him: "Boss, we know you are kind-hearted, don't worry, as long as there is such a magic medicine as the Chongling Pill, the old man Zhao Shuhong will definitely bow down and bow down. People in the mercenary group are not afraid of death when performing tasks. It's a pity that he died."

Huan Mao and Zuo Hufa also nodded repeatedly, they couldn't wait to experience the feeling of that golden fairy again, and they didn't care about the blood red problem.

Wang Mu shook his head and smiled, looked at everyone's pale faces and said, "It's all like this, and you still want to rush to the panacea? Do you want to die? This time I will go out personally. Take everyone with you, and set off now."

Manyou and the others grinned, a little disappointed, but they nodded in response, and turned around to gather people.

Soon, more than 500 mercenaries from Guisen and the newly joined Soul Chasing mercenary group were assembled, and under the leadership of Wang Mu, they marched towards the territory of the blood-red mercenary group.

More than 500 people, more than 30 celestial immortals, more than 80 earth immortals, and the rest are all below the tribulation stage. Even so, they are already a great force in the mercenary world.

Wang Mu was also quite satisfied, he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he would have such a force by his side, which would be quite helpful for future battles.

There are more than 100 monks above the tribulation period, all flying in the imperial sky, under the night sky, more than 100 streamers are like a meteor shower, whistling and flying in the same direction.

And the rest of the people were all galloping on the ground, every jump was more than ten miles away, afterimages filled the air, the wind swept through, and the mountains and forests rolled!
The forces of various organizations passing by were alarmed, and all kinds of bosses waited and watched on various hilltops. When they saw a large group of mercenaries passing through the border, they felt a chill in their hearts, thinking that some strong man was being targeted for killing , to lead to such a huge mercenary team.

In a room of the blood-red mercenary group, the leader Zhao Shuhong had just repaired his injuries through training. Besides him, there were four confidantes waiting anxiously in the room.

"Boss, how are you?" Seeing Zhao Shuhong opened his eyes, a confidant asked in a low voice.

Zhao Shuhong frowned, his old face was covered with beads of sweat, he raised his eyes and glared at his subordinates and said, "The four golden immortals are fighting against this old man alone. It's good that this old man is alive, and within a month or two, this injury will never heal."

After speaking, he took a light breath, leaned carefully on the bed, his old face was still pale.

"Why did those guys from the Guisen Mercenary Group suddenly become golden immortals?" Another subordinate frowned and said, thinking about the previous situation, he still had lingering fears and couldn't believe it.

"I guess he took some kind of elixir. The cultivation base of a golden immortal cannot be cultivated casually." The silver-haired Zhao Shuhong gritted his teeth, still feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Elixir?" The four subordinates looked at each other and looked at each other.

"Boss, is there such a pill in this world? It can instantly boost one's cultivation? It's incredible! With Guisen's strength, how could he get such a pill?"

Looking at his men who were full of doubts, Zhao Shuhong sneered and said, "You haven't seen many of them. There are so many kinds of elixir in the world that they can be said to be omnipotent. Otherwise, those alchemists wouldn't be so sought after." .”

The four of them grinned, knowing that what the leader said made sense, but all monks would try to learn how to refine medicine when they first stepped into the path of cultivation, but unfortunately, nine out of ten would be eliminated due to aptitude issues, which shows the harshness of the path of refining medicine , and often miracles happen on difficult roads. Pills are the miracles of a journey of cultivation. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are countless types of pills that are omnipotent.

"I heard from the spies that Guisen has a new leader, could it be the new leader's medicine?" After a moment of silence, a confidant asked again.

Zhao Shuhong took a deep breath, his eyes became serious, he also guessed like this, "If it is really the pill of this new leader, it will be troublesome, and the person who can have this kind of pill must not be underestimated. If you don't guess Wrong, this person is probably a pharmacist. If so, the strength of the Guisen Mercenary Group will definitely increase rapidly in the future. It will not take long for us to surpass Blood Red."

The other four remained silent for a while. In the mercenary world, only the largest mercenary regiments have pharmacists, so their strength will grow rapidly. A pharmacist is very important to any organization. Yes, the elixir refined by the pharmacist will greatly increase the strength of the entire team, which should not be underestimated.

"I hope Guisen, the new leader, doesn't have much ambition, and be his leader obediently. If this person has the ambition to expand his power, it will be troublesome, and I'm afraid the entire mercenary world will be in turmoil." Zhao Shuhong murmured again secretly, with a voice It suddenly became heavy.

He said so, but he didn't know the truth in his heart. After all, in the mercenary world, it is not uncommon for each other to annex and expand, let alone a mercenary group with expansion capital, how could it give up the opportunity to grow?

"Zhao Shuhong, old man Zhao! Hahaha... The leader of Guisen is here, why don't you go out to greet him?"

Just as he was thinking about it, a loud and insolent laugh suddenly broke out.

When he shook his eyes, Zhao Shuhong's heart immediately mentioned his throat. The sound was too familiar, that is, the first golden immortal who violently slammed himself.

"I'm really afraid of something coming, let's go and have a look!" Ning Mei gritted her teeth, Zhao Shuhong stood up, put on the golden red robe, and walked out with the four of them.

As soon as they went out, everyone felt an invisible wind pressure, and the murderous intent was faintly hidden in the wind pressure.

Looking up, I saw that the valley was surrounded by groups, and the surrounding hilltops, as well as the entrances and exits of the valley were all filled with dark crowds.

There are more than 500 people, and the momentum is huge.

Countless robes automatically flap without wind, like banners all over the sky.

There was an open space in front of the house where Zhao Shuhong lived. At this moment, hundreds of people were coming from among the buildings. The formation of more than 100 people was like a dark cloud, and the invisible wind pressure was slowly approaching like a mountain.

The blood-red mercenaries have also been mobilized, scattered among the buildings, but no one dares to step forward to stop them. There is no way, there are too many opponents, and they have all seen the manyou who are the leader. After being seriously injured by others, these subordinates dare not act recklessly.

Soon, more than 100 people came to the front, and spread out in this open space, forming a semicircular formation.

Headed by Wang Mu, Man You, Huanmao, and the guardians on the left and right, their eyes locked on the white-haired old man in front of them.

"Hehe, as expected, the pill was used." Zhao Shuhong sneered as he glanced over at the Manyous. His mental strength had already discovered the real cultivation of the Manyous, and his heart was relieved.

"Your Excellency is Zhao Shuhong, Chief Zhao." At this time, Wang Mu nodded slightly and asked with a smile.

Zhao Shuhong raised her head slightly, put on a superior posture, looked at Wang Mu coldly and said, "Are you the new leader?"

Wang Mu nodded, "I'm next Wang Mu."

"Hehe," Zhao Shuhong smiled disdainfully, "If you guessed correctly, you should be a pharmacist."

"Captain Zhao has a good eye, I am indeed a pharmacist." Wang Mu still smiled gently, but his voice was neither humble nor overbearing, as calm as water.

Zhao Shuhong rolled his eyes, and said with a sneer, "What does this have to do with vision? Only a pharmacist can be the leader of a ghost forest if a mere sixth-order Earth Immortal monk can do it."

"However," after a pause, Xue Hong narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Mu again, wondering, "As a pharmacist, you can go to those great sects to show off your strengths, why come to this mere mercenary group?"

Wang Mu lowered his head and smiled, and said bluntly, "Just like you, Chief Zhao, it's just for freedom. With your strength, big sects like Hell Gate won't reject you. Why are you condescending to this mercenary group?" Woolen cloth?"

"Hahahaha," Zhao Shuhong laughed suddenly, with a sense of boldness and open-mindedness in the laughter, "This sentence is right. Although the old man is not a great person, he will not be willing to be inferior to others. The great sect certainly has face, but But it is not as free as this mercenary group, here, I have the final say."

After the laughter fell, he looked at Wang Mu with a sly smile and said, "I think, Chief Wang is also someone who has the ambition to dominate one side. Otherwise, why bother living in this small mercenary group."

Wang Mu smiled without saying a word.What is it to dominate one side? Thinking back when Hua Buddha was born and shocked the three worlds with his skills, how can it be compared to the overlord of one side.

(End of this chapter)