I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 206

There was silence in the central military account.

An expert in refining gods can be an enemy with one person, and they are restrained by the same rank during a war.

It is also not easy to assassinate enemy generals. The commanding generals of great can and hypocrisy are mostly third-rank martial arts experts. Coupled with the guards and military formations, the masters of **** refinement fall into it individually, and it is hard to say whether they can come out.

Today is a gain in knowledge, the demon guardian drove the strange insects all over the sky, and one person defeated an army of five groups and hundreds of thousands.

Everyone in the military account feels very aggrieved. If it is a head-on fight, the demon will never be able to withstand more than a dozen refining gods unless he is promoted to Super Grade.

However, the demon is proficient in the way of defending the beast, hiding in the dark, and the trace of the deity is hard to find. .

As for the demon threat, neither Li Le nor anyone else could accept it.

One is that the imperial court's face, bowing to the pseudo-shun, is tantamount to approving its existence.

The second is to hand over the two offerings today, and whoever is here tomorrow may be handed over.

"His Royal Highness, no matter how weird there is, there is only one demon. It's not as good as more than a dozen army troops go into the encirclement and suppress the hypocrisy."

One of the generals said: "With the momentum of thunder, attacking the territory of Anzhou, the demon is also powerless to return to heaven!"

Someone reminded: "General Rong, your Majesty has just issued an order to suspend the offensive."

"Will be out, Jun Ming..."

Before General Rong finished speaking, Li Le interrupted the follow-up with two coughs.

"The demon secretly expelled insects and slaughtered ordinary soldiers. Most of the consecrations need to be protected by magic.

After Li Le came to Southern Xinjiang, he won many battles, but he did not dare to underestimate Xu Ni.

He relied on ten times the military strength and supplies, and the number of upper-level monks far exceeded it.

"His Royal Highness, urgent report!"

Suddenly a voice came out of the books.

"Come in."

Li Le was worried, and it was not a good thing in all likelihood.

really.

The one who came in was a burly young general who had the strength of Rank 6 at a young age. I don't know which young talent it was. He looked terrified and reported: "His Royal Highness, the army...seems like a plague has occurred."

plague!

Many experts were puzzled at first, and then frowned.

The army is densely populated, and the outbreak of the plague is really troublesome. However, the immortal master in the army is not a decoration. A plague-eliminating talisman and a potion of the plague can easily cure the plague.

The young general still came to report, indicating that the plague is extraordinary, and it is highly likely to be an evil method.

Da Gan got up and said, "Let's go and have a look!"

Qin Qiong and Fan Wujiu took protection with them, and the others followed closely.

Zhou Yi fell to the end, following without hurries, looking at the palms of his hands from time to time, his eyes flickering.

Zhang Cheng deliberately fell behind a few steps and asked, "Lao Zhou, what did you find?"

"This plague is not simple, even monks can infect it!"

Zhou Yi opened his hand and saw a few golden silkworms confined in his palms, and there were gray and dark spots on the warm and moist skin.

"The source of the plague is poisonous insects?"

Zhang Cheng took out a jade bottle from his arms and poured out two black pills.

"This is what I found from an old fellow in Dantang, claiming to be able to cure all poisons."

The alchemy hall was established by the Dagan imperial family, similar to the immortal division, but only recruited monks who were good at alchemy, and the reputation was not as prominent as the four immortal divisions.

Zhou Yi is also not welcome, the black pill melts at the mouth, a strange spiritual force flows through the body, and finally gathers in the palm of the hand.

A few strands of gray and black aura drifted away, and the palms recovered as before.

The Seventh Army Village.

The young general led King Yan and others to the Military Medical Hall.

There were a dozen soldiers lying in the hall, their faces were gray and black, and the foreheads were attached to the seal of the body talisman.

Several of them had their chests open, and **** scratches looked extremely painful and miserable.

The military doctor is a gray-robed Taoist priest with an old face and a bright light on his body.

"This plague comes from the golden silkworm. The people who are currently infected with the plague are all people who have touched the remains, or have been in contact with an infected person once."

As he spoke, a small knife and magic weapon appeared in the hands of the old Dao, and he skillfully cut the chest of a soldier.

The people present clearly saw that the chest muscles had undergone abnormal changes, appearing gray, and the lungs were covered with a layer of black mist.

A knife cut off a piece of lung, and the spiritual energy was in front of Li Le's eyes. Old Dao continued: "This plague is not spread by ordinary evil worms, but a strange and evil spirit entering the body, corroding the internal organs, and the internal organs will be exhausted and die after three or four days."

Li Le looked at Shang Lao Dao's indifferent eyes, and his eyes were **** with lungs, and a cold air spontaneously emerged.

Fan Wujiu asked, "Is there a solution to this epidemic?"

"The solution is very simple, seven kinds have been found, but the lowest is the sixth-grade pill."

Lao Dao took out a bottle of powder and sprinkled it on the patient's chest. The black mist slowly drifted away, and the internal organs returned to a healthy blood color.

The people present were all human spirits, and they immediately understood the meaning of the old ways. The monster spreading the disease knew that there were countless strange people and strangers in the army, and no matter how weird the disease was, a solution could be found. So instead of spreading those weird and rare diseases, the solution is very simple, but it requires expensive pill.

The market price of the Six-Rank Detoxification Pill is over 1,000 taels. The lives of ordinary soldiers may not be worth that number, but they have to be saved.

"The hard work real people cured these people, and the required pills were collected from the Military Supplies Department."

Li Le said, "Let's go back and continue to discuss, and we must capture the demon!"

A group of people came and went in a hurry.

Zhou Yi glanced at Lao Dao in surprise. He had a familiar aura, the scent of resentment from the prison room and prison.

"I know this old guy. He is a ruthless man who cultivates both medicine and Taoism."

Zhang Cheng said in a low voice: "He spent eight years in the prison room in order to practice the way of medicine. He killed countless demons with his own swords, and was almost eroded by evil spirits."

Speaking of this, Zhang Cheng looked at Zhou Yi with mysterious eyes. Taoist real people could only stay in prison for eight years, and Zhou Yi could survive for ten years.

"It turned out to be a cellmate."

Zhou Yi sighed.

Seeing the micro-knowledge, the great cadres have established the country for thousands of five hundred years, and Yunzhou has a prosperous humanity and profound heritage.

The military doctor hall is no more than six ranks, but there are real Taoist people hiding in it, using military cases to study the medical principles.

This is the case in the military, as it is in other places.

Returning to the Great Account of the Chinese Army, I discussed about it for nearly an hour, and roughly found three plans.

The first one is Sun Zhenren taking the lead, opening the altar to calculate the demon's heels and discover where it is.

The second is the Zuo Dao masters such as Poison Toutuo, who cast disgusting spells, even if they can't directly curse and kill, they will make the demon uncomfortable.

The remaining masters of refining gods are responsible for refining insect repellent and disease-removing pill, guarding against sneak attacks by demons, and curing infected soldiers.

Zhou Yi is divided into the third group, responsible for refining the sixth-grade Qingling Pill.

Zhang Cheng is in the second group. He intensively cultivates various curses, and likes to take revenge on the invisible. Among them is an ancient curse that has long been lost. The weird appearance of his smile is definitely not a righteous curse.

"The old way can make the monks break the precepts, and the saint aunt will fall into the world. Even if it is a true immortal Buddha, as long as he continues to love his nature, this method will not be profitable!"

"Lao Zhang, you don't curse yourself often, do you?"

Zhouyi received the alchemy artifacts from the quarters, and the number was quite large, requiring three hundred refining.

This is because there are many people on Feilong Ridge, and there are many Qi refining realms that are good at alchemy, and the defense is tight, and the epidemic will be discovered in time as soon as it spreads.

Several other garrisons that were attacked by flying insects did not observe them for a while. Tens of thousands of people were infected, and they had to send messages to Luojing for help.

early morning.

The purple air came east, the Feilong Ridge was silent, and the soldiers on patrol were cautious.

The immortals who were supposed to swallow clouds and fog on weekdays are now working overtime and staying up late to make alchemy.

Alchemy requires quintessential spiritual objects, refining by fire, cast spells and pill, and it takes less than half an hour to get down. The task of cultivating ten pill with proficient technique and refining three hundred pill, let alone thirty or forty hours.

Some monks with poor alchemy, not only did it slowly, they only had three or four pill, and within three days, they would definitely not be able to complete all the pill refining.

However, not all soldiers can survive three days, and their vitality will be cut off in one or two days with a slightly worse physical condition.

That demon is not only good at fighting insects and dispelling pests, but also good at planning.

The spread of the disease is not just to kill people, but to hold back the great talents, and there is no way to join forces to attack and siege.

suddenly.

The wisps of purple air from the morning sun fell into one of the alchemy rooms as if pulled by the mysterious force.

As the purple gas accumulates and thickens, it turns into a brilliant glow, making the ordinary alchemy unpredictable, like a fairyland.

After a while.

The extremely strong aroma of pill medicine floated out from the pill room, and the soldiers on patrol took a breath, feeling refreshed.

The door of the Dan room next door broke open, and a middle-aged Taoist walked out.

"Where is Danxiang?"

The Taoist nose shook, and followed the fragrance to look at the door next door.

As the pill fragrant overflowed, the masters in other pill rooms couldn't sit still, and turned off the fire.

"Which senior is making alchemy in this?"

"It seems to be the weakest third product, called Zhouyi."

"This name has far-reaching implications. The week is repetitive and endless, and the yin and yang change among the sun and the moon..."

"Lao Cao, you laughed at Master Zhou a few days ago and said that you lowered the bottom line of God's refining. How has it changed now?"

"Why are you old devil so innocent?"

Several experts were boring to practice alchemy, and when they encountered something interesting, they gathered together to chat.

Due to the strength of Yan Wang Li Le, it is already a great generosity for a person who cultivates gods to give up meditation and practice to refine spiritual pills for some ordinary soldiers. Suddenly knowing that the little official Zhouyi, who is not well-known, turned out to be the alchemy master of Dan Cheng Yunxia, ​​how can he not hurry up to pay a visit.

As for the spirit pill for chatting and refining, they probably didn't care how many soldiers died because of this.

Experts in refining gods have never cared about ordinary soldiers. In their view, the victory or defeat of the war is the decisive force in the number of refining gods.

The soldiers at the bottom are only useful before the decisive battle, or stationed after occupying the city.

The indifference and ruthlessness of the cultivators is not because of how many people they have killed, how hard-hearted, and how cruel they are, but because they basically did not regard other people as the same kind.

When talking.

The clouds that enveloped the pill room gradually dissipated, and the pill fragrance slowly disappeared.

Squeak.

The door of the alchemy room opened, and Zhou Yi saw the expert cultivating gods outside the door and quickly bowed his hands.

"I've seen Real Xuanxing, Real Cao, Mr. Yu..."

"Zhou Zhenren don't need to be polite!"

"Lao Dao received a scroll of the sage's alchemy a few days ago. Some places are not fully understood, so I have to consult Zhenren Zhou when I have time."

"Zhou Zhenren's pill becomes Yunxia, ​​I don't know what kind of pill to make, let me wait for insight."

"Twenty Xia Cages, old guesses, at least a second-tier spirit pill!"

Zhouyi used the Taoist scriptures to enlighten the Taoist Yinshen. Although he did not have a Taoist title, he was also a Taoist priest who said that a real person is not wrong.

Alchemy Grandmaster, also known as Zhou Grandmaster, is more distinguished by Zhou Yi's status. However, all the people present are real people who have been refining gods, who have survived one or two hundred years, and their eyelashes are empty. Even if they don't pay attention to Zhouyi on weekdays, they can infer their personality even if they change their minds.

Practice low-key, don't fight for fame, and be cautious when fighting.

A monk with this kind of personality, calling him a master, makes him wary, making him difficult to get close to in the future.

Dealing with people of different personalities is a subtle knowledge ~www.mtlnovel.com~ It is difficult to understand when studying, and only after living for a long time, there will be no teacher.

"You fellow daoists don't have to guess, it's not a high-class spirit pill, or a clear spirit pill to get rid of diseases."

A jade bottle appeared in Zhou Yi's hand, and he poured out a round blue pill, crystal clear like emeralds, with a faint aura on the surface.

"This is a sixth-rank clear spirit pill?"

Several experts at refining gods looked at each other, and among them, Profound Star, who was best at refining alchemy, took out the Qingling Pill he refined.

Compared with the one in Zhou Yi's palm, the gray grass-green color is ashamed to say that it is inferior, and it is not the same species at all.

"Zhou Zhenren's pill method is mysterious, and the old way is far from it. These products should be the legendary Wushou best."

Xuan Xing said with a smile: "However, to get rid of the disease, a huge amount is needed. Zhen Zhou might as well reduce her appearance and make a few more furnaces."

"Pan Dao has finished training."

Zhou Yi flicked the pill bottle gently, and thousands of Qingling Pills were suspended in the air, densely clustered.

The faces of a few high-level cultivators were blank, this is not true, and the quality of alchemy should be inversely proportional to efficiency.

The magical powers of getting pills made Zhouyi's pill refining like a divine aid, and many pill tactics were like an arm's instigation. Control more than a dozen pill furnaces, and refine thousands of clear spirit pill at the same time, without any damage, far surpassing the alchemy master in terms of efficiency.

If it hadn't been time to temper the elixir, Zhou Yi could complete the task in one hour.

Xuan Xing admired: "Zhou Zhenren Dan Dao is really only seen in his life, and the fire ghost senior in Dan Tang is far behind!"

The gathering of a group of real god-cultivating people has attracted a lot of attention, and soldiers have long reported to King Yan.

Li Le stayed up all night. He saw the infected pawns one by one, urged to advance the calculations and spells, and hurried over when he heard that something happened to the pill room.

"Everyone, how is the clearing pill refining?"

Li Le's tone was slightly imploring, and said: "This matter is about the life and death of soldiers and soldiers. This king wants to study the alchemy, and I also ask the real people to work hard."

Whether it is sincere or showcasing, the soldiers around him have a good impression of King Yan.

Xuan Xing and the others let out a way, revealing the Zhouyi ~www.mtlnovel.com~ standing at the door and thousands of Qingling Pills suspended.

Li Le looked excited, and asked, "Which master is it?"

Immediately, someone told Li Le in detail about everything that just happened, from gathering Yunxia, ​​Danxiang overflowing.

Li Le stepped forward to bow and salute: "Zhou Zhenren, thank you very much, Xiao Wang!"

"His Royal Highness doesn't need to be polite, it's a matter of course."

Zhou Yi waved his hand and put away the clear spirit pill, and said: "Last night, the prescription was slightly improved. These spirit pills are transformed into ten with water, which is enough to cure the disease."

hiss!

With a sound of inhaling air-conditioning, the eyes of many masters of refinement looking at Zhou Yi became hot.

Fan Wujiu exclaimed: "Zhou Zhenren condenses the Yin God with a mortal body. He has extraordinary comprehension. With such a pill method, he will surely condense the Yang God and rank first!"

Qin Qiong smiled and nodded, he was embarrassed to blow himself.

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