Chapter 65 Alchemy! The Little Man in the Bottle

The ship came over. The ship over there had no flags or eye-catching signs. It was obviously a pirate.

"Quick! Ignore them, go to Yuezhou!" Ai Xiru ordered hurriedly.

After the capsize, the gunpowder on the ship was damp, and the cannons were useless. The dozens of people were still in a sickly state and could not deal with these pirates who were as fierce as wolves and tigers.

Moreover, pirates have always been known for their cruelty. They will not fight you hand-to-hand, but will pierce the ship and consume you step by step.

The two waves of people chased one after the other. The opponent's ship was very fast and the distance was getting closer and closer.

I saw that the pirates were all thin, ragged, and their eyes were indescribably fierce.

The small boat next to the big ship was faster and was about to outflank from both wings.

It was getting closer and closer to Yuezhou, and land could be seen appearing on the sea level from a distance.

At this time, a ship in front was coming towards them.

It was the ship of Li Jianxing and others. Li Jianxing saw Ai Xiru through a telescope.

"Raise the flag!!"

A black dragon pattern on a red background, with a Tai Chi symbol at the dragon's mouth.

This is the flag of the Baidi Sect.

"Daoist friends of the Baidi Sect! Daoist friends of the Baidi Sect!"

At this time, Ai Xiru and others on the boat cheered.

"Where are the reinforcements? Only them?" Prince Leopold said in surprise.

"Yes, there are only so few people." Bishop Ferry was a little confused. Wouldn't it be suicide to come over like this?

"Go over first, we will fight together."

As the distance between the two sides got closer and closer, Ai Xiru recognized that this was Li Jianxing.

At this time, the boat finally surrounded them.

"Surrender and you won't be killed!" "Surrender and you won't be killed!"

The dark-skinned pirates spoke Cantonese with strange accents, waving their swords and muskets.

Bang bang bang!

A series of gunshots made Ai Xiru shrink back.

Bang bang bang!

Another series of gunshots, this time from the direction of Li Jianxing and others.

Everyone ran out in a hurry, and the scene in front of them shocked everyone and exclaimed "Oh my God".

Li Jianxing jumped three feet in one step and jumped onto a pirate ship. A few sword lights flashed, and the pirate surrendered.

Three Jinyiwei followed him. They were like the wind, as if they were in an empty space. They had the speed of a leopard, the strength of a tiger, and the sharp eyesight of an eagle. The four of them killed the pirates like killing pigs, and the other side had no resistance.

More importantly, they also had the ability to avoid soldiers.

Soon, the four jumped onto the pirate ship. No matter how the pirates begged for mercy, it was useless. As the last scream disappeared, the whole world was quiet.

"Oh my God, is he really a god?" Bishop Ferry was secretly surprised.

Prince Leopold was also a little convinced. These men were so powerful, how powerful would Master Xu be?

"Twenty, only twenty of these people, plus China's firearms manufacturing technology, I will definitely restore the glory of the Holy Roman Empire. From Europe to America, the whole world will praise the name of the White Emperor."

He did not have serious heresy like the Roman Catholic Church.

Li Jianxing met with everyone and went to Changsha.

As time passed, the Mid-Autumn Festival was getting closer.

The invited people came to Changsha one after another.

In Changsha City, the carriage was surrounded by guards and slowly drove on the street. People on both sides of the road made way.

In the carriage, there was a beautiful young woman, a man with a cold and majestic appearance, and a boy about seven or eight years old.

This is Xu Linger. Xu Linger has been married for many years and is no longer as lively as she used to be.

Across from her is Li Anbang and his son Li Yaozong.

"Be sure to say hello to your uncle when you see him later. Be polite, understand?" Li Anbang said to his son in a stern voice.

"I know..."

"It doesn't matter, uncle won't care about these." Xu Ling'er smiled.

She also missed her brother a little. The two of them probably haven't seen each other for ten years.

At the same time, the royal carriage also rushed to Changsha.

Xu Yong and the prince Xu Dezhao came together.

The two did not make a big show, but disguised themselves as ordinary wealthy people. This is the headquarters of the White Emperor Sect, and there are many masters. If they can't get into trouble, the country will almost be destroyed.

"Father, can uncle really live forever?" Xu Dezhao has grown into a high-spirited young man.

"Of course, no matter how many years pass, your uncle still looks like he was when he was young. What else can he do if not live forever?" Xu Yong smiled. This time he also brought the prince here to see the world.

"Longevity... Why can't we live forever?" Xu Dezhao asked. This was just a question, and he had no other ambitions. For young people full of vigor and vitality, death is the farthest thing from them.

Xu Yong's face darkened, and he scolded: "The emperor should not pursue immortality, the way to immortality is no longer feasible. If you are curious, you can ask someone to go to the Yuelu Mountain Sutra Library to copy a copy of the exercises and study them. Don't have any inappropriate thoughts, understand?"

The emperor's wrath shocked Xu Dezhao so much that he kowtowed and admitted his mistakes.

Mid-Autumn Festival in August, Yuelu Mountain.

The bright moon is high in the sky, and the stars are in formation.

Xu Yong, Li Changsheng, Li Jianxing, Xie Miao, Ai Xiru, Gui Queqiao, Li Anbang, Xu Linger... and others met at the foot of the mountain and then went up the mountain together.

Leopold was very interested in the Lord of South China, but it was obvious that Xu Yong had no time to deal with him.

After learning from Ai Xiru that Xu Yong had an army of 500,000, he was even more surprised, which made him, a man who claimed to be of noble blood, a little disappointed.

Soon, everyone came to the iron bamboo forest.

Hualala... The bamboo began to move.

"This..."

Everyone was secretly surprised. This method was too magical. Bishop Ferry almost fainted. Did he finally see the devil in person?

Soon, he gave up the idea in his mind.

The bamboo moved away automatically, revealing a thatched house in the forest. There were several tables in the open space in front of the house. A young man was sitting in the main seat.

The young man looked to be in his early twenties, wearing a white robe, with long hair tied with a rope casually and scattered behind his back.

The whole body seemed to be integrated with nature.

"Greetings to the Heavenly Master!"

Everyone saluted without prior agreement, and the ambitions of the ambitious were all shattered at this moment.

The Great Pure Body seemed to glow in their eyes, and any mortal with eyes that were not blind could see that it was extraordinary.

There was no need to show any miracles, the people of the Roman Catholic Church were already convinced. In their words, it was pure as an angel, like a saint in the world, even if they had never seen an angel.

"Bishop Ferri of the Roman Catholic Church pays homage to the gods. From Europe to the Far East, the whole world should praise your name."

Ai Xiru acted as an interpreter on the side.

"Sit down, Ai Xiru, welcome back."

"Angel, I am already old, but you are still as charming as ever." Ai Xiru sighed, speaking out everyone's inner thoughts, as if time had stopped in front of him.

"Angel, I have a rare treasure to present to you." Without waiting for Xu Xuan to answer, Ai Xiru took out a thin booklet and a two-finger-sized glass bottle from his arms. There seemed to be a mass of black substance in the bottle.

"It is said that Western alchemy originated from the pre-Qin Fangxian Dao. This bottle is the highest masterpiece of Western alchemy - the little man in the bottle. This thing has been passed down for thousands of years. I don't know whether it is true or not. The Heavenly Master should be able to distinguish it."

Xu Xuan couldn't figure it out, so he turned back into a storage bag.

With a gentle wave of his hand, fine wine and food appeared on the table, and he ordered Li Changsheng to distribute them to everyone.

Rustle... The bamboo shade above the head parted, revealing the moon.

Li Changsheng performed a sword dance for everyone, and the powerful force made people yearn for it.

The fire dragon and the water dragon played with each other, and the magic of the spell was awe-inspiring.

In this way, everyone spent a wonderful Mid-Autumn Festival, and they would never forget this scene until they died.

Of course, Xu Xuan did not invite everyone to have a meal, but to plant insects. Except Xu Ling'er, other people should plant insects.

He was going to retreat again to break through the Qi training.

The Qi training period requires accumulation, which is difficult in this world.

From the late stage of Qi training to Qi training, it only needs to rush the meridians, which is relatively simple. Only strong medicine is needed. Xu Xuan estimated that there is a 90% success rate, and it can basically enter the Qi training within this year.

So for the next period of time, Xu Xuan ignored the outside world.

Most of these people in front of him are in their prime, and death is very far away from them. As they grow older, their nostalgia for wealth and fear of death will overwhelm their loyalty and reason.

Xu Xuan cannot pin his hopes on the feelings of others.

Planting insects can control the life and death of others, which is a deterrent to them.

So today Xu Xuan carefully arranged this scene to let everyone see the extraordinary power.

As Bishop Ferry said, from Europe to the East, as well as America, Africa and Oceania, all must be shrouded in their own shadow and feed themselves with the world's resources.