Chapter 462: Wan Changqing is still Li Fugui
If you want to hide the affairs of Tianjingang, you can't hide it. Because the news of a fire in the port warehouse has been in the news. Although it was reported on the TV news that the fire was carried out in the warehouse, all the agricultural products imported from the United States were burned. But insiders in the United States know that these burned drugs are all medicines that Wan Changqing spent a lot of time refining.
Wan Changqing was very annoyed when refining these medicines. The reason why he wants to refine these drugs is, in the final analysis, to take revenge on the country. What he once lost in the country, if he can't get it, it might as well destroy it all!
When Wang Qingyuan stood in front of Wan Changqing, Wan Changqing's expression without joy and anger made him a little scared. But he still truthfully reported the situation on Tianjin's side.
"It's all gone, it's all burned out. Moreover, most of my informants in China have also died. Someone's got their eye on us. And the shot is ruthless and ruthless, not like an official style. And most likely directly at you. Wang Qingyuan lowered his head and whispered. At the same time, he handed him the half-pill refining formula he was holding in his hand and Zhang Tong's handwritten book mocking Wan Changqing.
Wan Changqing's face was gloomy, he took the formula and handbook handed over by Wang Qingyuan, and the more he looked at it, the more wrong he felt.
Because this half-pill refining formula is obviously related to himself. Because the [Soul Devouring Pill] is something that only I can refine! Moreover, the elixir refining was taught by the immortal in my dream, if I remember correctly, I relied on the elixir formula of the immortal in my dream when I was in the other world.
In his dreams, he learned a lot of methods for refining pills from immortals, and almost all of them were poisons with extremely high combat effectiveness. At first, his cultivation was not high, and if he wanted to deal with the enemy, he basically relied on the poison he learned to solve the other party.
And after he slowly became stronger, he used less poison and began to refine the elixir himself. Although his level of refining elixir has been praised by many people, he is known as an alchemy wizard. But Wan Changqing knew in his heart that he was a genius in alchemy. It's just that he got inspiration from the poison of the immortals in his dreams, and then carried out reverse research and development, and then refined various elixirs. His talent was far from being called an erysipelas immortal in his dream!
I used to think that the immortal in my dream taught me to refine medicine, which was my own welfare as a traverser. But now it seems that this is more complicated than I thought, because this pill prescription, one is written about the refining method of [Soul Devouring]. And it is a more detailed and terrifying method than the [Soul Eater] that you have refined. This kind of [Soul Eater] does not require a person to eat twelve in a row before turning into a shell, but only one can turn a person into a puppet that can be manipulated.
The other half of the pill is a [Soul Control] used with [Soul Eater]. When a person loses his soul and becomes a shell puppet, he can use the elixir Gu worm of [Soul Control] to control all aspects of a person, and he can imitate it seamlessly.
That's right, this was originally his own plan, and he wanted to use [Soul Eater] to make waves in the country first, and then use the [Soul Control] he refined to control those who were controlled by himself. However, the [Spirit Control] that he refined by himself was a little incomplete, and he didn't know how far he could practice. And now the half of the unfinished Danfang in front of him is obviously more advanced than the [Spirit Control] he refined.
Is it my own illusory memory or do other people have their own experiences? Or is it the immortal in my dream who writes a recipe for it?!Maybe the immortal in my dream is also a traverser, a traverser who is more powerful than myself?
Many questions plagued Wan Changqing's heart
And Wang Qingyuan had to bite the bullet at this time and said to Wan Changqing: "Sect Master Wan, do you still have to carry out the plan? ”
"It's going to happen!" Wan Changqing replied almost without thinking, "It must be carried out." I want to make those who dared to exile me regret it in the first place, and kneel down in front of me and beg for mercy for what they did in the first place!" Wan Changqing's mouth twitched, and he was a little hysterical.
"And Jiang Hua, I must kill it!" Wan Changqing gritted his teeth.
"Say hello to Jang Keun Suk and Yoon Tianzhao. I want to go back to China, this time I want to find the person who wrote this Danfang, and I have been practicing anti-gravity for five years, and now I must kill Jiang Hua!" Wan Changqing was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He seemed to have lost his mind, and there was something wrong with him.
But Wang Qingyuan lowered his head, he didn't see the abnormal flush on Wan Changqing's face.
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In an abandoned farmhouse on the outskirts of Huaihai.
"Phew, bah, bah. Zhang Tong kicked the stove and the iron pot and was almost smoked by the dust raised.
"It's been a long time since I've been refining medicine, and I don't know if my craft is still good. On that envelope, there was some anger in people's hearts that made people lose their minds. However, this is the first time I have used [Soul Eater] as a medium to trigger [Rampage]. I don't know if it can be done. Zhang Tong muttered these words in a low voice while destroying the corpse in the farmhouse.
Scattered in the farmhouse were piles of equipment that Zhang Tong had bought for refining medicine, including steel pots, stainless steel basins, honeycomb coal stoves, chimneys, and plastic bowls with stacks of materials. For such a thing as refining medicine, Zhang Tong never paid attention to the use of equipment, because the pinyin medicine spectrum he found did not stipulate what regulated equipment needed to be used for refining medicine. I didn't say anything like the three-flavor real fire and the copper tripod.
Zhang Tong's refining medicine has always been adapted to local conditions, what is easy to use. If you don't have exactly the same material, then find a similar substitution. What will happen if it's replaced? God knows.
Because there is a lack of materials for refining pills on the earth, this time the pills refined by Zhang Tong are also short of catties and two, and I don't know if it can be done. But Zhang Tong is also holding the mentality of giving it a try.
Behind the fake medicine is Wan Changqing, so Zhang Tong feels that he needs to compare himself well. That's why Zhang Tong burned the goods in Tianjin Port, and at the same time left mocking letters and pill prescriptions. Zhang Tong actually drugged the letter, and the drug he named [Rage] was actually a drug that made people lose their minds and become extremely angry. If you want to take the game as an analogy, it's probably the taunt skill in the game, and the taunt can attract the hatred of monsters.
However, Zhang Tong made a small improvement this time, and changed the condition caused by [Fury] to a certain drug in the [Soul Eater] that could only explode after touching it with his own hands. If he didn't guess wrong, Wan Changqing should have practiced medicine himself.
However, Zhang Tong didn't dare to guarantee that this medicine would be spiritual, because his refining level was a two-knife skill, and it was hard to say whether it could be achieved at all. He has to be prepared for both, if Wan Changqing doesn't come, then he may have to go to the United States to find him. But the United States is so big, it's not easy to find someone to hide.
"Oops, it's really troublesome. It's not easy to earn 50 million. Zhang Tong complained in a low voice: "Wouldn't it be nice if you came back obediently and let Hua Hua catch him?" Also, if you come back, I will ask you how you learned my craft in the back kitchen, Li Fugui. ”
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