Chapter 188 188 test (Xie Mu Jiaomu Youmu leader)
Looking at Zhang Rongfang in front of the door, Qingyou waved his hands helplessly.
"You come in first and sit on the futon. Let's talk after Dan is done."
Zhang Rongfang responded, entered, closed the door, and sat down on the futon obediently.
The purpose of his coming here is to find the elixir of Milin chalcedony.
If possible, he hopes to master the manufacturing method by himself.
In addition, look at the posture of Taoist Tianbao Palace.
When he was practicing martial arts these days, with his keen five senses, he could often detect some masters with extremely strong physical strength coming and going quietly in the palace.
and the frequency is extremely high.
In just a few days, he faintly noticed that there were at least four super-level masters passing around him.
That kind of rapid body speed is simply not comparable to that of the ninth rank.
One of them, even his body skills at this time, is a bit self-deprecating.
All this shows that Daojiao, the ancestral home of Tianbao Palace, is far from being as simple as imagined.
This place is clearly hidden very deep.
Think about it too, where does a sect that majors in literary arts and health preservation find so many masters to support it?
Either these masters are from sects themselves, or.
Zhang Rongfang restrained his mind and began to stare at Taoist Qingyou's method of alchemy.
All medicinal materials, metals, and ores were thrown into the alchemy furnace, and a live chicken was thrown in the middle.
The chicken screamed, struggled, and was thrown into the alchemy furnace, and soon the chicken was grilled with its hair and meat, giving off bursts of aroma.
Through the hole, you can see it slowly turning yellow, black, and coke.
Zhang Rongfang shook his head inwardly.
Then Taoist Qingyou began to explain, the content was, what kind of pill did you just refine? What should be paid attention to?
Chuixi, a Huxi female Taoist boy, seriously took out a pen and paper to record.
Zhang Rongfang also listened carefully.
No matter what, no matter how absurd it looks, at least the alchemy in this world has produced a magical pill that can stimulate the body and step into a super-grade.
So let’s learn it first.
"This pill can be used to clear the lungs and nourish the mind, raise yang and calm yin, and it has a good curative effect on patients with yin deficiency and red robe syndrome.
Just take it for no longer than one month.”
Taoist Qingyou explained carefully, stopping from time to time, waiting for the two to understand and remember.
"When refining alchemy, you should pay attention to the selection of the alchemy furnace, the temperature of the furnace, and the method of collection. One alchemy method corresponds to different alchemy recipes. You also need to grasp the timing before and after the alchemy."
It seems that because Zhang Rongfang just arrived, Taoist Qingyou explained the key points of how to make alchemy from the beginning to the end.
Demonstrate specific methods from time to time.
This made Zhang Rongfang quickly understand the general process of alchemy.
And what he needs to do is to pay attention to the heat and be responsible for blowing the wind. So it is also known as Palm Fire Boy.
Taoist Qingyou didn't care if he could understand or not, he explained all the important points that need to be paid attention to, and then threw him a booklet for him to learn by himself.
Zhang Rongfang didn't care too much, it was just alchemy, he planned to learn everything first, and test whether the attribute bar responds.
According to the principle, the martial arts attribute column can form skills, and other skills should also form skills after a complete introduction.
So he's going to try.
In addition, he also planned to wait for a while to find a suitable time to expose his cultivation of breaking through the Nascent Soul, and then attract the attention of the Taoist higher-ups.
The forty-year-old Jindan doesn't care, but what about the forty-year-old Yuanying? How much can you get a good treatment?
Now that his age has been fixed and the information can be checked, he doesn't believe that he will break through in front of people, and he will not care.
Since Daoism attaches great importance to Nascent Souls under the age of thirty, then the Nascent Souls under the age of forty can't be much worse.
Pity him, a nineteen-year-old Nascent Soul, who wants to compete with these big brothers and sisters for a level of treatment
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Taoist house.
Deacon Zheng Yanqiu frowned, looking at the Daoist materials found on the desktop, a little confused.
Today she was reviewing a newcomer who entered the alchemy hall, but somehow found something wrong.
"This guy is called Zhang Ying, from Tanyang Mingjing Palace, but his age, why was it nineteen before? Now it's thirty-five?"
The data before and after are completely inconsistent.
"What about your birthplace? Have you found any birthplace information?" Wang Cheng, another deacon on the side, asked casually.
He has a lot of information at hand, and he is also reviewing the rest of the Taoists who entered the palace.
"I've seen it, it's a small mountain village that has completely disappeared. I can't find any roots." Zheng Yanqiu shook her head.
"The most important thing is that this person is still a serving military officer of Tan Yang's government. His registered strength is at the third rank. Now the fourth rank should have been promoted during this period of time." She explained.
"This background is a typical way of forging identities. The promotion of official positions is too slow, and many people will transfer to the Taoist sect and leave the Taoist position.
In addition, our Taoism itself does not divide the levels by martial arts, so it is easier to be promoted.
Therefore, there are a lot of people who come for promotion.
Zhang Ying. Let me take a look here. For such local officials, the Inspection Division must have additional information. "
In the Taoist room, another black-faced man lying on a bamboo chair scratched his scalp.
"It sounds like a new emissary from the Golden Wing Tower, who even killed a sea dragon's mermaid, also called this name, what a coincidence, hahahaha"
The other two shook their heads.
They have also heard of it, but a ninth-rank peak and a fourth-rank golden core, the two are completely impossible to be the same person.
The Ninth Grade of the Golden Core Stage is only thirty-five years old? Isn't this nonsense? Even if you are a genius, you can't reach this level if you practice martial arts from the womb.
Unless the reincarnation of the few Buddhas who have concentrated countless resources to cultivate, are born with Taoism, and are holy sons of foreign teachers, it may still be possible.
But those people have long been famous all over the world, and everyone knows it.
"Then I will leave this photo to you." Zheng Yanqiu said in a deep voice.
"it's okay no problem."
The black-faced man got up, walked to a bookshelf in the corner, and carefully looked for the books on it.
Daoism is the second largest Taoism in the world, and the ancestral court naturally has many secret information channels.
And Dongzong, Xizong, Zhenyi Sect, Tiansuo Sect, Induction Gate, Black Ten Sect and so on.
All the big forces that can be counted have experts from the inspection department responsible for screening here.
To prevent people with ulterior motives from mixing into sects.
Of course, Taoism does not have its own independent intelligence agency, it relies entirely on Lingting's intelligence agency to operate.
The intelligence agency of Lingting is the government's household registration investigation, and the faction supported by Xuehong Pavilion-the inspection department.
If the Golden Wing Building is the sharp-edged minion of Dongzong's subordinates, then the Inspection Department is the secret national organization that really monitors the world.
The Supervision Division is responsible for secret religion affairs, while the Inspection Division is responsible for miscellaneous investigations.
"However, it will take at least two months to go back and forth to investigate Tan Yang from here. Let's observe for now." The black-faced man lazily said.
"It's fine. Anyway, no one dares to act wild in the Taoist palace." Zheng Yanqiu also nodded knowingly.
Others don't know the horror of Tianbao Palace, but they know it well.
Let’s not talk about ordinary villains in this place, even super masters, even grand masters, wanting to make trouble here is courting death.
Anyway, it has been so many years, and I have never heard of any major incidents in Tianbao Palace.
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Outside Tianbao Palace.
In a small inn in Yangshuo city.
Hong Yan carefully put the saddle on his little mule, grabbed a handful of beans, and put them into the trough under the mule's mouth.
"Master, Qingjiao is dead, the second child is disabled, Sea Dragon King has no time to pay attention to us Futu Mountain. Anyway, we have done so many things for them, but the result is that this treatment should be ignored."
Beside the wooden post of the stable behind, a strong man with long hair moved his wrist furiously.
"I was negligent." Hong Yan shook his head slightly.
"They are busy besieging Dongzong and sharing the benefits, but they don't have time to pay attention to my affairs."
Before doing it, he suffered a loss. He immediately went back and mobilized some of Hai Long's manpower, and checked the situation of Daoism.
As a result, I found something weird.
In the information, Daojiao is still the Taoist organization that only specializes in literature.
But for some unknown reason, in recent years, Lingting has paid more and more attention to this sect, and has continuously sent more people to protect the high-level Taoists.
"Unexpectedly, everyone thought that the fall of the Eastern Sect should be the rise of the Western Sect, but this sect has quietly created such a big scene. Do you want to pick peaches?"
Hong Yan didn't believe it, and the rest of Hailong's top management didn't know.
After all, someone is aware of it.
But he did it himself once, and he has a deeper understanding.
"Master, someone used Futu Mountain as a knife." The long-haired strong man beside him said with a frown.
"That Zhang Ying has the identity of the Golden Wing Building, and on the surface also has the identity of the Daoist Church. It is indeed tricky, but we can't afford to continue to act recklessly."
Hong Yan's thoughts turned in his mind, and he quickly came up with a solution.
"Send a few disciples around to expose the true identity of that shadow." He said in a deep voice.
"Exposure? I understand." The long-haired strong man understood immediately, "This is to make the Daoist believe that Zhang Ying is an undercover agent planted by Dongzong in Tianbao Palace, and let them force that guy out by themselves?"
"A mere picture is nothing to worry about. As long as the Daoists don't intervene, Cheng Hui can't take care of himself in the current Golden Wing Building. Several spirit envoys have been killed, and even the deputy owner was beaten to death by the Dragon King. Have you seen him show up before?" ?
Dongzong no longer cares about them," Hong Yan said calmly.
He turned around and looked at his last apprentice.
"The key is the attitude of Taoism.
After solving this person, I don't care what you do, remember, don't cause trouble for me again.
Now the situation is changing, like Daoism, there are too many hidden forces with other intentions.
Dongzong is about to fall, and all kinds of ghosts and monsters will appear to want a piece of the action. "
"Master, you won't die anyway, what are you afraid of?" the long-haired strong man said disdainfully.
Hong Yan stopped talking.
"Of course I'm not afraid, but if Sea Dragon King has any thoughts, no one will know, just in case"
He paused.
"Forget it, that kid hasn't come out, maybe he has noticed something. You find an opportunity, bribe someone, and lure him out from the inside.
As long as you come out, you will be killed with one blow, and you will be killed directly. If it doesn't come out, we'll have to wait a month at most. If it takes too long, there will be changes. Can only retreat. "
Otherwise, under the pressure of these big forces, they would not be enough people in Futu Mountain.
"Got it, got it." The long-haired man nodded impatiently.
(end of this chapter)