Chapter 1167

Chuxuan sighed: "Tartars are so rich that they have so much food and grass stored in the barracks."

Lu Wenhuan explained: "the three hundred thousand army of Tartars besieged Chang'an. They knew that the walls of Chang'an were high and strong, and their cavalry were not good at attacking the city. So they prepared for a long-term siege. They thought that they would bring so much food and grass here. But they did not expect that the Tartars would be destroyed by the force of thunder, and finally the supplies would be cheaper to us."

Just as they were talking, a soldier came to them and made a military ceremony. They reported: "to the immortal master and marshal, we found a lot of gold and silver jewelry and some medicinal materials in a barracks of Tartars."

Lu Wenhuan quickly asked, "how many gold and silver jewelry are there?"

The soldier replied, "according to preliminary statistics, there are 1.87 million taels of gold, 13.76 million taels of silver and countless jewels."

On hearing this, LV Wenhuan was flushed with excitement. For a moment, he said indignantly: "Tartars are greedy. These gold and silver jewelry must have been plundered from our Han people by marching all the way. I don't know how many people have been killed and destroyed."

"They'll all come back sooner or later. You don't have to worry about it." Chuxuan gnashed his teeth.

"The master said so." Lu Wenhuan replied respectfully.

Chu Xuan asked the soldiers again: "can there be precious medicinal materials such as ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum in those herbs?"

The soldier replied, "there are many. The immortal master can go to check it."

Under the leadership of the soldiers, chuxuan came to the barracks of the other side's herbs. As soon as he came here, a strong fragrance of medicine came to his face.

The whole ten barracks were filled with medicinal materials from each other. Chuxuan was excited and hoped to find some Millennium elixir from them.

He was surprised to find 13 thousand year old miraculous herbs in each of them. In addition, there were hundreds of medicinal herbs with more than 100 years of age, which made him extremely happy. His big mouth with a smile reached to the root of his ears.

Chuxuan reckons that these miraculous herbs and herbs with a hundred years old can at least help him practice, which makes him excited.

In this world of friars, every point of strength is worth a point of survival.

What's more, he killed so many Buddhist and demon monks this time. If the news spread, I could foresee what a storm it would set off.

Although, this win is easy, but who knows whether the monks in the peach blossom secret realm also exist?

Even if the monks who cut the way and cultivate themselves, even if they can resist the attack of one or two people, after all, there is a huge gap in their cultivation, so it is difficult to guarantee that they can be safe and sound under their hands.

Although the skills they practiced seem to be high-level, it is not sure that they really do not have high-level skills.

Moreover, Chu Xuan didn't know how high his skills were. Even if his skills were high-level, the gap between his accomplishments was too big. This gap could not be overstepped by high-level skills. Therefore, he would not be arrogant enough to despise all the heroes in the world. It was no different from looking for death.

The only way to cultivate yourself is to practice madness.

To strike iron, you need to be hard. Don't take any chances.

Strength is the foundation to be proud of others, and strength is the basis for realizing our ambition. Only when we really practice to the level that people dare not look directly at, can we make rules and ensure the safety of the next party.