The practice of supernatural powers is far more difficult than any martial arts, but the gap between each level is also as big as that.

Just like the "Nine Ox and Two Tigers" that shakes the earth first level and the "Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants" that shakes the earth second level.

The same is true for the secret.

The second view of God does not only refer to the fate of the visible "God", but also the meaning of "God's will" contained in all things.

It is precisely because one can understand its essence that fate can be merged.

Buzz ~

With a thought, Yang Yu was in the gluttony cauldron, the purple gold gourd that seemed to be overeating stood up swayingly, and opened his mouth and spewed out two white fates.

【Full Qi and Blood】【Full Blood】

Any two fates can be merged. However, if you want to merge what you want, you must make a choice.

For example, this is the case.

Buzz!

Accompanied by a light sound, Yang Yu felt his eyes slightly hot, and a new fate had been born.

【Qi and blood are like a cow】

Click!

Without any hesitation, Yang Yu had already given it to the "blood exchange pill" in his hand, replacing the "blood energy countercurrent"!

“Huh?”

The process went smoothly and without any twists and turns. The fate of dead objects was absorbed and modified without any impact, but Yang Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

[Qi and blood are like cows] The moment when they fall on the Dan Pill, it is a twist, turning into [Feeding and Washing Blood]...

"Sir, please spare me!"

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows so much that it was too terrifying to the eyes of several alchemists who came from the yard. There were still several feet apart and he had already knelt on the ground.

Before I could say a word of begging for mercy, I was already sweating all over.

"How many people are this?"

Yu Yang raised his hand, helped several people up, and said with a smile:

"This pill is indeed very good that the three of you have refined."

"Adults like it, just like it."

Several alchemists were beating drums, and they felt cold and their hands and feet weak, but when they heard the warm words, they felt that their bones were lighter.

"How many furnaces can be opened in a day? What is the rate of elixir?"

After hearing the inquiry, the few people dared not neglect and hurriedly replied:

"In Yangdanzhai, there are 17 alchemists and more than 230 apprentices. If there is no shortage of all kinds of alchemy materials, and other alchemy species are abandoned and only this alchemy can be used, and then thirty furnaces can be opened on that day, and the elixir rate will be obtained, and more than 340 elixirs can be obtained..."

"That year, there were probably 120,000 to 130,000?"

Holding the pill, Yang Yu felt thoughtful.

He paused, but he was sweating profusely. The younger ones couldn't bear it and said hurriedly:

"If you hurry up, you might open three more furnaces every day!"

"It's not necessary to hurry up, but you can send extra people to help, and many apprentices can try to practice it. The elixir rate is lower, and it's okay..."

After a few words of comfort, Yang Yu asked several people to go back to refine the alchemy. With a wave of his hand, he ordered the accompanying people to go to the military camp to call a soldier who had not changed his blood.

How many more people are assigned and how much medicinal materials are invested, it is naturally necessary to first look at the efficacy of this pill.

"Does the uncle of the master make this pill to supply it to the new army?"

Qi Wensheng was a little surprised.

The elixir used for this blood-transforming pill is very ordinary and the price is low. You can get more than twenty gold if you open a furnace. One furnace can get eleven or two taels of gold if you get eleven or two.

Ordinary soldiers, half a year's salary is nothing more than these.

"If this pill is effective, in the future, it will be equipped with the entire army and will be paid with the money."

Yu Yang nodded. There was no need to hide this, nor could he hide it from others.

"In extraordinary times, this is the only way."

Qi Wensheng felt a little painful.

After Yu Jing left, he was almost the chief manager of Daocheng. He was in charge of all the costs. Seeing that it was going to add a lot of expenses, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

You should know that the wealth of Northwest Road lies in transactions such as black iron, horses, chambers of commerce, salt and iron, etc.

However, years of war and two snow disasters, the transaction was almost cut off. Even though there were property of the gentry of major families, there was no investment in the end...

"This snow won't keep going. I'll just find another way..."

Yang Yu knew his thoughts, but he had no choice.

With such heavy wind and snow, he naturally has no obstacles, but ordinary people cannot stand this.

It's amazing to talk when it opens.

Including Qi Wensheng, a group of disciples from Wanxiang Mountain complained about their hardships and threw all kinds of miscellaneous things over.

If you were sent by Wang Muzhi and Yu Jing left to assist him, these disciples were naturally not ordinary people, and the problems raised were more difficult to solve than the other ones.

However, Yang Yu held the Book of Life and Death in his hand, and most of the questions could be answered one by one, and even used them with one mind.

At the same time, it is activated to combine the fates obtained from these days.

The gray-white fate is the most common, and it will be absorbed again, and will not fall into the "ink color". With his practice at this time, it will not cause harm to people.

As his thoughts move, many fates merge. Except for those related to blood and energy, all the rest are broken up. As firewood, the merged fate is reduced and his own loss is reduced.

When a soldier came in a hurry, the purple gold gourd was already merged into nothing. Among the hundreds of fates, two-thirds of them were [Qi and Blood are like a cow].

"King, sir!"

The soldier was very nervous and almost called him wrong. He was at a loss and wanted to kneel down. He was pulled by Yang Yu. He was not used to someone kneeling down to him.

"What's your name? When will you join the army?"

"Little, little Yang Ada, has been in the army for three months..."

"We are still our own family."

Yang Yu smiled and comforted the boy's uneasiness. Then he handed over the blood-changing pill:

"I'll give you this pill, so you can take it."

The boy was very innocent and courageous, but he was obedient enough. After listening to Yang Yu's instructions, he took the pill without hesitation and swallowed it.

Yang Yu concentrated on his mind and stood on one side. Although he knew that the pill was not harmful, he still raised his true energy.

“Uh~”

After a cup of tea, Yang Ada suddenly groaned, his face turned red, and his whole body was red. It was visible to the naked eye that under his thick cotton coat, there seemed to be a group of small mice spinning around.

Click!

At one moment, Yang Yu seemed to hear the explosion of joints, and his eyes lit up.

The other people were also surprised.

Yang Ada straightened his back, which seemed to be much taller than before. His thin body seemed to be a little taller, and he became more powerful with the naked eye.

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“How does it taste?”

Yang Yutong glanced at the same time and asked.

"Small, I feel that I have endless power in my body!"

Yang Ada was full of energy and felt that he could kill a cow with one punch.

Of course, this is an illusion.

Under the seclusion, Yang Yu could see clearly that Yang Ada's qi and blood were growing, but he was still a long way from changing blood.

In his estimate, only enough meat and medicinal food tonic will take at least two years, and naturally it will reach the level shown by fate.

‘One pill is not enough to achieve immediate results. However, if you add other pills to it, you can also speed up your practice. But to be safe, you can get another pill in half a year. Within a year, it will probably be enough…’

Yang Yu had an idea in his mind and asked him to return to the military camp.

"Uncle Master, your pill has a bit of the smell of "Tiger and Wolf Pill". The young man not only grew physically, but also seemed to become more energetic..."

Qi Wensheng was a little moved, but also a little confused.

He had seen the prescription of the "Blood Transformation Pill". It was because he knew that the changes that had happened to Yang Ada made him feel incredible.

So how can these ordinary medicinal materials reach such a level?

"Tiger and Wolf Pill is a top-notch pill. Who can have it except the Tianlang Royal Court?"

Yu Yang passed by casually.

The tiger and wolf pill mentioned by Qi Wensheng is a top elixir that flows within the Jinguan Royal Court. Its value is so high that it is not inferior to the human Yuan Da Pill.

It is said that a tiger and wolf pill can turn a timid and cowardly person into a battle elite with the power of a tiger and the character of a wolf.

Under the command of the King of Golden Tent, "Zhuligetu", the leader of the Golden Tent Court, there is such a "Tiger and Wolf Army" with a small number of people but a great reputation that can match the Xuan Armored Essence Knight.

"It's enough to have a few points. After all, the price of this pill is less than one ten thousandth of that of the tiger and wolf pill..."

Qi Wensheng's eyes were very bright.

He is not a corrupt scholar, so he naturally knows the value of this pill, the effect is extremely high, and the price is extremely low. Such pills are simply magic pills!

Yang Yu saw his excitement and did not tell him the truth. When he was about to leave, his heart suddenly moved.

Then we saw feathered eagles flying from all directions and landing into the city.

"Um?!"

Qi Wensheng's expression tightened.

The feathered eagle is precious and rarely releases many, unless it is...

Yang Yu raised his hand to take the letter raft brought by Ling Ying, shook it away, and his brows couldn't help but tilt:

"The sky wolf invades!"

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In the winter of the 25th year of Qianheng, snow disasters came again, and all the roads of the northwest, Longyuan and Ding'an were affected.

The outside world was extremely fierce and countless alien races were killed. Finally, when the wind and snow stopped one day, hundreds of thousands of people invaded the border.

On that day, Lin Qitian of Yunzhou was in close custody and kept the enemy away. Wei Zheng of Qingzhou first released him first and then arrested him, killing more than 8,000 enemies.

On that day, Fang Zhenghao from Baizhou, he came out with a domineering spear, with eight thousand white armors scattered, killing more than 24,000 enemies. He defeated the vanguard of the Tianlang Rebellion Army in one battle, but was blocked by the masters and retreated to the pass.

On that day, the beacon was lit and the feathered eagle flew in all directions.

Longyuan, Northwest, Ding'an, Linlong...

Huh!

In the heavy wind and snow, more than ten thousand flying eagles broke through the sky, and more than a thousand powerful men held the Taoist palace high.

In the magnificent hall, Emperor Qianheng, who had been seen for a long time, rarely appeared in front of others.

He wore a wide and thin Taoist robe and tied his hair behind him. His breath was like a banished immortal in the world. In front of him was Wang Muzhi, who was wearing a prison robe and tied up his own pipa bones.

"What's going on in death?"

Hearing the sound coming from behind the curtain, Wang Muzhi replied:

"To see my teacher."

"It seems that you are not afraid of death, just like Xu Wenji."

Emperor Qianheng had no expression on his face.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid that others are not afraid of you?"

Wang Muzhi's expression was calm:

"If this is the case, I'll just think that Wang is afraid of death..."

"Xu Wenji is cold and hard but still loyal to the emperor. Why do these disciples seem to grow out of the crossbone?"

Emperor Qianheng was silent and asked again:

"I heard that Yang Yu's plot against you, is your shadow behind you?"

"Why should your Majesty ask clearly?"

Wang Muzhi shook the black iron chain on his body:

"In fact, what Wang did was just to remove the chains on him. Only he could decide what he wanted to do."

"Yes, that's a little beast without a king or a father."

Emperor Qianheng's eyes shone coldly. He had never suffered such a great humiliation in his life. Every time he thought about it, he felt a pain in his heart.

Thinking of it, he couldn't help swallowing a red pill.

Wang Muzhi immediately narrowed his eyes and heard the Taoist emperor slowly say:

"I should have killed you immediately by disobeying the superiors. But I thought that you came here by yourself and allowed you to meet Xu Wenji,

But after that, whether to live or die is up to you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Jing had already stepped in and escorted Wang Muzhi expressionlessly, following the wind to the temporary prison in the corner.

At the same time, in the hall, there seemed to be a brilliant light triggered by a round light mirror, and Liu Jing's heart sank inexplicably.

Not long after, Wang Muzhi finally met his mentor who had been separated for decades.

He grew older, and his few white hair bent his backbone, making him not so straight even if he stood against the wall.

"Master Xu, disciple..."

Wang Muzhi, who was indifferent to his emotions, turned red, kowtowed to the increasingly hunched old man, as if he wanted to kowtow back all the etiquettes he had owed over the years.

A window passed by, Xu Wenji silently looked at his disciple who was the most despised and the least despised. After a long time, he spoke hoarsely:

"Don't plot against him."

The sound of kowtow stopped, Wang Muzhi replied:

"It's different from the past, no one can plot against Junior Brother Yang..."

The old man looked at the wind and snow outside the window, thought for a long time before sighing:

"He is too reckless."

Wang Muzhi listened quietly, and couldn't help feeling sad in his heart. The teacher, after all, did not forgive himself...

Finally, the old man seemed to remember this disciple and asked:

"How is your merits?"

"Return to Master Xu!"

As he spoke, tears had already dripped. Wang Muzhi knelt straight, his eyes were bright, and every word was clear:

"Just about to break the thief in my heart!"

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