President’s Exclusive Alchemist

It was a group of men in black clothing that broke the dark forest. It would be normal for this group of people to appear in social occasions such as receptions, but suddenly appear in the unseen forest, which is a problem.

Especially the dark-skinned middle-aged man, there is often a faint cold light in his eyebrows, which is not a good match at first sight.

Under the orders of the middle-aged people, the scattered black men searched very carefully, looking like they were completely unaffected by their environment. But even if they searched carefully, a group of people came all the way and found nothing.

"Captain, no target was found!"

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and watched as their search area was about to approach the patrol area of ​​the military Sen python special forces. Although the kidnapping operation angered the upper strata of Yanhuang State, until now, the upper strata of Yanhuang State have not found any useful clues, so no accident can happen from them.

The middle-aged people have not forgotten how powerful the Tang family is in the military department. If they were allowed to meet the people of the Senmang Special Forces, it would definitely ruin the master's event.

After thinking about the gains and losses, the middle-aged man decisively issued the order to retreat.

"withdraw!"

"But Captain, we didn't find that kid, will the master..."

The men in black obeyed the orders of the middle-aged, but they did not forget who they were the real masters. They didn't complete the master's order, and they felt chilly thinking about the end.

The middle-aged man glanced coldly at the black-clothed man who disagreed with his order, "The target was seriously injured, and his legs were also abolished by the fairy teacher. Do you think he can survive in such a place? The opposite is Sen Mang's. Patrol range, if our whereabouts are discovered by those soldiers, do you know what the consequences will be!"

Hearing the fairy teacher mentioned by the middle-aged man, all the people in black shivered subconsciously. The method of this immortal master is not weaker than that of the master. It should be said that the method of this immortal master is more mysterious and unpredictable, making people unable to resist.

At the same time, the middle-aged people are right. Even if they have so many people, they are cautious all the way into the Wolong Mountains. They dare not go deep. As for the goal of being seriously injured and having their legs scrapped, the chance of survival in this environment is not Less than zero.

This time no one dared to defy the middle-aged man's order again, and moved back in the direction very quickly.

The group of people who left didn't know that half an hour after they left, a team wearing camouflage and fully equipped appeared in the place where they had stayed before.

"Report to Captain, there is a discovery!"

A man with camouflage painted on his face and unable to see his appearance, heard the report of the team members, strode past, and carefully observed the traces left on the ground. A trace of excitement was drawn across the camouflage face, and he quickly delivered Command, "Chasing!"

"Yes!"

A group of people, like pythons walking in the forest, agile and swift, slaughter the prey they are staring at.

It’s different from the tense atmosphere in this room. After the village chief decided to buy the small hill next to the yard, Ming Wuxiang simply packed up a backpack and carried it behind him, and then it was like an outing with a relaxed face on his face. Smile lightly and set off for the Wolong Mountains.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to tell Li Jiahua and let him take care of his yard. As for the cleaning of the hills, Li Yangxin helped. Li Yangxin, the village chief, could not be more at ease.

At that time, Li Jiahua knew that this little friend of his family was so aggressive, and he bought the small hill behind his house!

He didn't hear anything about such a big thing, OK! If it wasn't for the uncle, he wouldn't know it!

Hearing this news, Li Jiahua wanted to catch Ming Wuxiang and ask clearly what was going on, but he only received a phone call from Ming Wuxiang, and after talking on the phone, he helped to take care of the yard. He didn't wait for him to make the call. Hung up.

Then Li Jiahua called, and the answer was always that the other party was not in the service area. Your sister’s service charge is not in charge. Can you just finish the phone call?

However, the actual situation is indeed not in the service charge, because after the call was interrupted, the phone was directly dropped into the Baiyu Space.

If there is still a signal in the white jade space, the X letter is really awesome enough to go up to the sky and rush out of the galaxy like the sun.

Ming Wuxiang has learned a way to hurry in the world of cultivating immortals, which is suitable for him to walk in the forest now. He is only in the Qi refining period, but after entering the forest, the aura around him is much more than outside, and it is pure. So along the way, Ming Wuxiang consumes spiritual energy and rushes while absorbing the spiritual energy in the air into spiritual energy.

This is good for tempering the body. He hasn't forgotten that this body is not in the world of Immortal Cultivation that has survived the Yuanying Tribulation and has been beaten by Lei Jie very hard.

At the beginning, it was clear that there were still many animals on the road. Trees were also the kind of trees with a diameter of up to 20 or 30 cm and a short growth time. As the Ming Wuxiang deepens, the trees become taller and stronger, and the branches above their heads become denser.

Because the phone was thrown into the white jade space, it depends on the time and only relied on the watch, so Ming Wuxiang deliberately put the watch used by his grandpa on his wrist. Looking down at the time, he has been walking in the woods for three hours.

Don't underestimate these three hours. Ming Wuxiang has walked more than 500 kilometers, but has not yet reached the main vein of the Wolong Mountain Range. This shows how big the branch veins of the Wolong Mountain Range are.

Along the way, Ming Wuxiang didn't stop digging for medicinal materials. It wasn't that they didn't encounter it, but they encountered some relatively young years.

This time, Ming Wuxiang’s goal is to dig out a high-year-old medicinal material, such as 100-year-old ginseng, so that one tree can be lower than the money owed.

Ming Wuxiang is not too far-reaching. Don’t forget the 360-degree divine consciousness that has no blind spots and all-round monitoring. As long as it is within the scope of divine consciousness, Ming Wuxiang can not only see the types of medicinal materials, but also the year. Therefore, if the years were not enough, Ming Wuxiang didn't make a move.

After checking the time, it was almost noon, Ming Wuxiang did not continue on his way. There was a lot of spiritual energy in the forest, but he consumed a lot. He went all the way to watch the consumption and absorption balance, but as a transit device, Ming Wuxiang Still feel tired.

Leaning on the trunk of a big tree hugged by three people, dangling his feet clearly, he whispered: "I feel tired after three hours and more than 500 kilometers. It's like being in the world of cultivating immortals. It's a trivial run for a day. "Drinking spring water and eating roasted chicken thighs, there is nothing to say. The appearance at this time makes outsiders look really awkward.

There is plenty of spiritual energy in the world of cultivating immortals, and low-level cultivators will be tired if they run like this for a few hours.

But to be honest, under normal circumstances, monks seldom run wildly just like this, and will use magic weapons or spiritual pets. There are only casual cultivators like Ming Wuxiang, no spirit stone can afford flying magic weapons or spiritual pets, and can only rely on their own legs.

After eating the chicken legs in his hand, Ming Wuxiang didn't throw away the remaining chicken bones casually, put it in a bag, and then threw it into the Baiyu space. Wipe his mouth clean, and looked up at the leaves above his head. Ming Wuxiang, who was originally standing on the branch, jumped up fiercely, acting like a monkey, and quickly passed through the dense leaves and stood on the top of the big tree.

Although Ming Wuxiang is not fat, it is about seventy kilograms in the normal range of height of 1.8 meters. However, it is such a weight that standing on the branches that are thinner than the fingers is just bending. It's just a little bit.

Ming Wuxiang selected this big tree as the tallest in this area. With an open vision, and the five senses that became stronger after washing the tendons and cutting the marrow, Ming Wuxiang quickly picked a position and lightly returned to the canopy.

In fact, it's better to run on top of the tree canopy, at least without having to endure the more and more muddy rot. But be careful on the canopy of trees that will be seen by helicopters in charge of forest patrols, as well as surveillance satellites in outer space.

Don't underestimate human technology. The methods of monks are amazing, but technology is not vegetarian.

Back to the ground, there is no basis for advancing in the optimistic direction of the tree crown.

Because he had to count the round-trip time and the time to sell the medicinal materials, Ming Wuxiang only gave himself two days in the forest to find medicinal materials. On the first day, it was clear that luck was not very good, and no suitable ones were found. At the same time, his position is getting closer and closer to the main line of the Wolong Mountain Range.

Ming Wuxiang, who jumped on the trunk, knew that, just a few days after he entered the forest, the Wolong Mountains became very lively, especially when the military received the news from the Senmon Special Forces and sent them into the Wolong Mountains. The number of special forces can be said to be comparable to that of a certain big drug lord who searched and secretly entered the country.

Because Ming Wuxiang was walking on tree trunks and there were no traces left on the ground, it did not attract the attention of the military elites who searched. Not surprisingly, as long as they are normal people, they would never think that someone would jump around like a monkey on their heads.

Resting on the trunk for one night, Ming Wuxiang picked another direction the next day and continued to search for medicinal materials. Today, Ming Wuxiang's luck finally came. Not long after we set off, a ginseng that was 110 years old was scanned within the scope of the spiritual sense.

And not only ginseng, but within the scope of spiritual consciousness, Ming Wuxiang actually scanned a person.

The news returned by the divine consciousness made Ming Wuxiang raise his eyebrows, "Alive or dead?"

Of course it is alive, if it is dead, Ming Wuxiang will simply ignore it. Regardless of how advanced technology is now, in some places, even technology is not easy to use. For example, when you say that you shouldn't call the ground every day, the communication signal is definitely in the deep mountains and old forests outside the service area.

"Forget it, just do a good thing that day."

Since the lying person still had a sigh of relief, even if Ming Wuxiang wasn't the Holy Father, he wouldn't just leave him alone like this. It can be seen from the divine consciousness that this person is not the kind of person who likes to go to the forest to find death.

Seeing that the other party's condition was not very good, and there was no delay, he jumped off the ground, walked quickly to the man lying on the ground with broken leaves, and turned him over.

When he turned the other side over, fortunately Ming Wuxiang didn't drink water at this time, or he definitely sprayed his face.

"Gu Tang?!"

Yes, the corpse lying on the ground is Ming Wuxiang's only idol, Gu Tang.

The corpse idol is still an idol. Even if the idol looks tender now, it is not like the gloomy, cold, strong and domineering Gu Tang in Ming Wuxiang's memory.

I heard from Yi Xing's mouth that Gu Tang hadn't had any trouble, Ming Wuxiang still wanted to wait for him to stabilize here, and then find a way to remind Gu Tang to be careful. Now that Ming Wuxiang hasn't acted yet, Gu Tang sent him to the door by himself, even though he was in a state of death.

Looking at the pale face and the frowning face, Ming Wuxiang sighed helplessly, "Maybe this is destined to be fate."

For the little fairy of Heaven, even if the person who Ming Wuxiang died alive and died and lived twice, he couldn't figure out.

However, since Gu Tang took the initiative to send it to him today, Ming Wuxiang didn't have to worry about how to contact this proud man of heaven.

He squatted and put his hand on Gu Tang's forehead, Ming Wuxiang closed his eyes, and the gentle spiritual power slowly fell from the palm of his hand into Gu Tang's body, checking his current situation. However, when the spiritual power reached Gu Tang's legs, the originally gentle spiritual power was like cold water meeting hot oil.

"Um..." Suddenly, even if Gu Tang was in a coma, he still made a painful muffled sound.

"Not good!" As soon as he noticed that there was a problem, Ming Wuxiang immediately withdrew his spiritual power. Fortunately, the energy entrenched in Gu Tang's legs did not chase after the spiritual power left, and calmed down.

After regaining his spiritual power, Ming Wuxiang breathed a sigh of relief and an inexplicable smile hung on the corner of his mouth. "Tsk tusk, it was strange back then. With Gu Tang's identity, it is impossible to find the genius doctor to heal the injured legs."

The fact that Gu Tang's legs could not be cured back then was not only unclear, but many people were surprised. Not to mention that the current technology has developed to the extent that the prosthetic limbs are already very flexible. Just talk about Gu Tang's identity, it is impossible for the Gu Tang family to do their best to find a magical treatment.

However, on the day Ming Wuxiang died, Gu Tang was still in a wheelchair.

Now that Ming Wuxiang has been investigated like this, it is only strange that a mortal can heal the damage caused by a monk. Yes, Gu Tang's legs were not ordinary injuries, but were injured by the monks using secret methods.

"No, if the monk hurt Gu Tang, then the Gu Tang family should be able to find a monk to heal Gu Tang." Ming Wuxiang's attention seemed a bit crooked on the question of the existence of monks in this world. It can only be said that the attraction of idols is the greatest.

Ming Wuxiang, who couldn't figure it out, decided not to worry about it. He didn't know what was going on with his legs for the time being, just in case, he didn't act on the entangled energy in his legs. Other injuries on Gu Tang's body are Ming Wuxiang. You can still deal with it first.

Spiritual power swam around the wound, and the frowning brows that were originally in the coma finally eased a little. Ming Wuxiang looked around, and could not find any suitable tools, so he could only put Gu Tang's arm on his shoulder. Help him go.

Ming Wuxiang is 1.8 meters tall. This height is considered tall in the south, but Gu Tang is still half a head taller than him. Ming Wuxiang lowered his head and glanced at the feet dragged on the ground, and pondered.

Maybe he should choose the princess hug?

The author has something to say: Dao Ye: I want my princess to hold Mr. Gu before ≧▽≦

General Gu: ^_^(←←)I don’t know what to say, just smile