Chapter 181 20 Alchemy and Rebellion

Chapter 181 20. Alchemy and Uprising

Seeing Zheng Yun and Ji Dao coming in, everyone in the Tiangong put down what they were doing, and Zhang Ergou ran to them: "Master Ji, do you want to start preparing for the alchemy?"

"Get ready. Just come here. Master Xian asked you to go up and see the shop and buy some food."

Jidao reached out and pointed out a few Taoist priests, all of whom had assisted in alchemy refining at the Qianxian Dojo before. Then he called on everyone to start preparations and get the processed materials.

Everyone immediately started busy.

The little Taoist priest immediately went back to the attic to take out gas masks and other protective equipment and distributed them to everyone. Then he went to the alchemy pavilion and took out many alchemy materials that had been dried and stored.

Judging from how cautious they were, those materials must be highly poisonous and could kill someone if they smelled them.

Others brought spring water and charcoal, which all looked weird and should have some meaning.

The alchemy site is in another valley of the Tiangong. It is separated by a mountain from the Immortal Burial Valley. A mountain stream flows from the Tiangong and flows through the alchemy site into the Immortal Burial Valley.

This is downstream of the stream.

The sewage produced by alchemy will be discharged into the Immortal Burial Valley for harmless treatment, rather than being discharged to other places.

Very reasonable design.

Everyone entered the valley and was busy.

Zheng Yun stood on the edge and looked around. The valley, surrounded by mountains on three sides, was small in area, but the scenery was beautiful and the environment was quiet. There were several lofts leaning against the mountains, and a stone pavilion in the middle.

There are three alchemy furnaces placed in the venue, all of which are old objects with simple styles, especially the two in the Tiangong inventory. One is an iron vessel with dragon heads and ears made of monster patterns, and the other is a bronze vessel with a round belly and four legs with a ghost pattern. They are all painted with gold paint.

These two men, who weighed countless kilograms of alchemy furnaces, sat firmly in the center of the field. They were taller than any other person. Their aura was extremely majestic and the feeling of oppression was terrifying.

But after all, it was a long time ago, and the golden patent leather was a bit damaged, which added an extra sense of vicissitudes to the alchemy furnace.

This thing is really a top-notch antique.

Zheng Yun took a look at it from the perspective of a pawn shop and knew that this thing must be priceless. No matter who put it in a modern oriental museum, it would definitely be a treasure.

It's so finely done.

It is obviously a metal tool, but its workmanship is comparable to the jade ornaments in the secret realm. The patterns of demons and ghosts are vividly carved, and the craftsmanship is so skillful that it can be called a work of art.

Most people should not dare to accept it.

This thing is too old and dated.

Ji Dao led Taoist priests and others to the inside of the alchemy furnace and wiped the arms of the furnace. But even Ji Dao was wearing a gas mask, and the cotton cloth in his hand was covered with a layer of alchemy mud just by wiping it.

The alchemy furnace has not been used for a long time.

These elixirs are a panacea when rubbed together, but they may not be able to cure diseases or save lives, and they may be poisonous.

"What kind of elixir is this elixir mud?"

Zheng Yun asked from a long distance away.

"Master Immortal, I can't remember. The last time the alchemy furnace was opened was by my master. I was the one who started it. It was a long time ago. It seems that the master didn't say what he was practicing."

Ji Dao's voice sounded from the alchemy furnace.

Hearing these words, Zheng Yun subconsciously took a few steps back, further away from the alchemy furnace, and almost retreated into the stone corridor. His eyes looking at the alchemy furnace became even more awe-inspiring.

Master Ji Dao took action to refine the elixir.

This elixir must not be a mortal thing.

If it's really a poisonous elixir, it might fly up on the spot or turn into something weird at a glance.

"Master Immortal, the process of refining alchemy is quite boring, and there is nothing interesting to see." Ji Dao emerged from the alchemy furnace, took off his gloves and scratched his scalp and spoke in a timid tone.

Zheng Yun could tell his thoughts at a glance.

Jidao himself would not sit idle and make alchemy for fun. He also said it himself. The last time he made alchemy, his master opened the furnace. He went to do it, which shows that he rarely opened the furnace to make alchemy.

Although he claims to be a general Taoist general of Tiangong, and alchemy is no problem, he must be unskilled in battle formations after being out of touch for a long time. He may fail several times and lose face to Tiangong.

"Then you can practice it yourself."

Zheng Yun turned around and walked back to the stone corridor with his hands behind his hands. Since Jidao didn't want him to look at it, he wouldn't look at it himself.

It’s just alchemy.

It’s not like you have to watch it today.

Moreover, refining an elixir takes a long time. I heard from Ji Dao that a batch of elixirs can take at least ten hours. From day to night, they are watched from beginning to end, and three meals have to be delivered.

Let’s wait until Nobuyoshi becomes more confident next time.

Zheng Yun was very interested in alchemy, especially after seeing that there were minerals, sand, soil and other materials in the alchemy materials.

This is equivalent to alchemy.

No one knows what the ancients practiced. Maybe there are some strange metals.

The content of alchemy before the Ming Dynasty may have been limited, but once the endless sea route opened, the world was full of strange and strange products, so there were more ways to talk about alchemy and alchemy.

And Triton respects these very much.

In the interlayer of Gui Jiang Zhen Gui Si's cloak, there is a special metal wire lining that is very light but very hard. When worn on the body, it is enough to withstand the attack of swords, guns, swords and halberds.

If compiled more densely.

Maybe it can be used as body armor.

"It's all good stuff."

Zheng Yun sighed softly and returned to the vicinity of the main hall along the stone corridor. Along the way, he glanced at the various venues and buildings in the Tiangong area that could be called a treasure house. He nodded frequently and felt satisfied.

Tiangong is such a wonderful place.

Everything is ready.

After returning to the martial arts training ground, Zheng Yun took out his blood pattern sword and practiced in the ground, laying the foundation for each move.

There is a benefit to practicing swordsmanship in Tiangong.

The low gravity makes the whole body feel light, and the same is true for the long sword in the hand. Swinging it can be done quickly and violently, which can train the reaction speed of the muscles and nerves.

Sword training is hard work, and it will definitely not be as good as firearms in the first few years, but it will pay off over time.

Moreover, the blood sword in his hand is very special. The blade contains a special substance. When facing monsters and other living creatures, if he cuts a wound lightly with the sword, it will sizzle and make the blood boil, and then gradually cause blood abnormalities throughout the body. .

Speculate its principle.

Probably some kind of blood toxin.

This kind of blood toxin is much more powerful than the blood toxin of poisonous snakes. Some snake venoms are coagulation toxins, and some are anticoagulant toxins, but the Blood Pattern Emperor Sword is completely different.

The specific principle has yet to be analysed. Zheng Yun has already ordered a microscope and will be able to observe it when it arrives. He will also use the microscope to observe Han Xian.

The Blood Patterned Emperor Sword also has something in common with highly venomous snakes. Once this toxin invades the body, if no treatment can be found within a short period of time, one will definitely die, faster than snake venom.

Zheng Yundu has no treatment.

There is no record of the swordsmanship in the blood coffin.

In the blood path of the Qianxian Dojo, it is several levels higher than the blood of the blood monkey and the residue of the blood pill or the blood pill. Taking the blood pill cannot extend your life, let alone be completely cured.

It will kill you if you touch it, there is nothing you can do about it.

But its method of cracking is also extremely simple. There is only one sentence, just don't be touched, don't be brushed and it will be fine.

So it is the same as Ji Dao said, it is just a basic swordsmanship, there is no magic or magic.

Zheng Yun was also afraid of the power of the blood sword, so every time he practiced sword practice, he would wear the scabbard, or simply practice with an ordinary long sword.

His sword training requirements are not high, as long as he can use a long sword to defend himself in an environment where firearms cannot be used, it is enough.

The probability of this type of situation occurring is extremely high, such as in the depths of the foggy sea, or in a lightless place at midnight, where nothing can be seen and only when the enemy is approaching can one respond.

Or in situations where no sound can be made, such as Hanxian and Hades Pavilion, firing will reveal the location.

In such an environment, firearms must be given up.

In the past, when encountering such situations, Zheng Yun could only stand with his hands behind his back, waiting for the ghost general beside him to deal with the trouble.

The ghost general can do as he pleases, and he is equivalent to his right-hand man and his own magical method. However, in many cases, it is still a bit inconvenient.

After practicing the sword, you will have room to fight back.

There is no other way. This is what I do, and I go to dangerous places. I will definitely encounter various restrictions and dangers. It is definitely a good thing to be prepared.

…

After practicing for a few hours as usual.

Zheng Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood with his sword in hand, looking around at the people around him. Li Huawan and the others were also resting. The other Taoist priests had just returned from feeding the demon horses, and the ghost general had been following him.

The seven ghost generals are all here. They have changed back to their original clothes. Their figures are covered by dark cloaks. They are wearing blue and white sea-patterned sea guard brocade clothes. They are tall and ghostly.

They have long and narrow ghost-patterned knives hanging on their waists, and their hands are always on the handle of the knife. A ghost-patterned tattoo is exposed on the wrist. Together with the weird smile under the cloak, it looks full of oppression.

Do you want to fight them?

Practical practice will definitely improve faster.

But after carefully looking at them, Zheng Yun moved his eyes away, glanced at Li Huawan and others, and finally looked at the unlucky Taoist priest standing aside: "Come here and try a few tricks."

"Ah?" The other party was stunned.

"Try it with a wooden sword." Zheng Yun smiled.

After a few minutes, the opponent was defeated and retired, which greatly fueled Zheng Yun's novice expansion period.

"Come here."

Zheng Yun called another person.

After a fight, Zheng Yun also put a sword on his opponent's neck, which made Zheng Yun's swelling flames even brighter.

These Taoist priests had laid some foundations in Qianxian Dojo, but they were no different from newcomers. Even if Zheng Yun asked them to fight with all their strength, they could not defeat Zheng Yun.

After several people in succession.

Zheng Yun put away his sword and rested for a while.

"This time... you do it." Zheng Yun's eyes rested on a ghost general, and he couldn't help but want to give it a try.

"hiss."

"Master Immortal is going to fight Master Ghost."

"Master Ghost's strength should not be underestimated."

The other Taoist priests immediately exclaimed, and even Li Huawan and the women in the Pregnant Demon Tower cast their gazes.

Just from the perspective of strength.

The immortal master should not be the opponent of the ghost master.

But they have a filter for Master Xian. Even if they don't mention the original incident, or the various tricks of gods and ghosts and the influence of Wang Xi, they also have a very thick filter for Zheng Yun.

Because Zheng Yun is the head of the Supervisory Immortal Division.

The sense of oppression he brought to everyone in the Heavenly Palace was higher than that of Ghost General and Ji Dao, and even Yunni was completely incomparable.

It's purely aura pressure.

Zheng Yun has never put on airs subjectively, and you can't feel this from his perspective. He doesn't feel that he has any aura at all, and he even feels that he is quite approachable.

But it's not.

In other people's perspective.

Many times, Master Xian inadvertently showed a demeanor in which he did not treat these people as human beings.

Because they are indeed evil soldiers.

And they are all guilty people.

Even for an explorer with a high social status like Kedester, Zheng Yun's arousal was natural, without any burden on his heart, and he felt it was natural in his heart.

So even though Zheng Yun was just an ordinary person not long ago and had just taken over the Immortal Supervisory Division for a few days, he naturally developed an aura because of this special relationship between superiors and subordinates.

He himself did not feel it.

Others felt it very much.

Then they put on a thick filter, and the flattery they had before was all from the bottom of their hearts.

So, they thought Zheng Yun could win.

Even the Ghost Lord was no match for the Immortal Lord!

Although Li Huawan and other women had different reasons, they came to similar conclusions. They did not think Zheng Yun would definitely win, but they did not want Zheng Yun to lose.

They were more nervous.

They clutched the edge of their skirts tightly and watched eagerly.

There were also two deaf girls who quietly raised their wooden swords and walked towards the ghost general, hoping to help Zheng Yun if he could not beat him.

But they were all superfluous.

When Zheng Yun spoke to the ghost general, one of the ghost generals immediately stepped out and rushed towards Zheng Yun.

This ghost general did not draw his sword.

He did not even change his wooden sword.

It was completely unarmed, and with a push of its feet, it crossed a distance of more than ten meters, approaching Zheng Yun in an instant as if flying on the ground, and raised its hand to chop Zheng Yun with a palm.

Swish.

A sound of breaking wind.

Zheng Yun didn't have time to dodge.

The hand was right in front of him.

Fortunately, although the ghost general was not very smart and attacked without reservation, he still protected Zheng Yun's face. He quickly retracted the palm as soon as it was thrown, bringing only a gust of wind.

A moment later.

The result has appeared.

Zheng Yun's novice's swelling flame dimmed, and he reached out and patted the ghost general's shoulder, recognizing the distance between them.

It is said with high emotional intelligence that after this small experiment, Zheng Yun realized that the sword is as profound and endless as a mountain, and his own development space and prospects are very large.

In addition, every profession has its own specialty.

People who come from a special department like the Ghost Suppression Department have too solid basic skills, which is indeed beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Let Ji Dao try it later.

See how many moves Ji Dao can take.

"Master Xian didn't change his expression."

"Master Xian is as still as a mountain."

The big and small Taoist priests could still flatter him, as if it didn't matter what happened, as long as they wanted to brag, they could brag.

"Would you like to experience it?"

Zheng Yun looked at the crowd with a smile, wanting them to feel where the end of the sword and sword is.

"No, no."

"Master Xian, I still have to feed the cranes."

"By the way, there is still garbage to be dealt with."

"Senior Brother Zhang will be back soon after shopping."

The big and small Taoist priests immediately scattered and fled.

...

Before dusk.

Zheng Yun returned to the pawn shop alone and asked Zhang Ergou to go back to rest. He picked up his phone and took a look, but saw a text message from Kadester. The content was very strange and weird:

"Leader, something is wrong."

"Jas Irene may be dead."

Seeing this sudden message, Zheng Yun frowned deeply and had a bad premonition in his heart.

That's all I have to write about daily life. It's time to enter the dungeon.

One more question, should the protagonist choose a fairy technique?