Ling Yun saw that there were not many people left in the hall at this moment, only the people of the Emei Sect and a few masters of the Ming Sect remained.

So he turned around and looked at Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei faction and said softly:

"Zhiruo, oh, no, Master Zhou."

Since Lingyun went up the mountain, he has always known that Zhou Zhiruo's eyes have always paid attention to him, but at this time, he already has Xiao Zhao in his heart, and Zhou Zhiruo also followed the will of the exterminator and took over the Emei faction.

The chance of the two being together is very small, so they simply try to distance themselves as much as possible to avoid unnecessary trouble.

In the original book, Zhou Zhiruo had a marriage contract with Zhang Wuji, and also held a wedding in front of the world.

Later, she had to give up her happiness for the sake of her teacher's life, and finally was lonely for life.

For this beautiful woman, Ling Yun always had a trace of pity in his heart.

This time the situation was in crisis, and she didn't learn the Nine Yin True Scripture like in the original book, and she was worried that there would be danger in the chaotic army, so she simply left her and the people in Emei.

Zhou Zhiruo's heart jumped when she heard Ling Yun call herself like this, she was smart and she already understood what Ling Yun meant, thinking about her master's life, and understanding that the two could only forget about each other in the end, so she had to sigh in her heart and said respectfully:

"Please ask Sect Master Zhang to command."

Ling Yun saw that Zhou Zhiruo's face had changed sharply, and he had already shown a look of relief, and he couldn't help but admire it in his heart, and said softly:

"There are mostly women in Emei disciples, so there is the head of Lao Zhou who leads the Emei disciples to help the injured in the back."

When Zhou Zhiruo heard this, she understood in her heart that this was Zhang Wuji's maintenance of herself, and she was grateful in her heart, so she bowed and led the Emei disciples to rush out and go to the mountainside.

"Childe, I'm going too!"

Seeing that everyone had made arrangements, and the dimension fell on her again, Xiao Zhao suddenly stood up with dissatisfaction in her heart, with a determined face, it seemed that Ling Yun would not agree, and she would never give up.

Seeing this, Ling Yun knew that although Xiao Zhao was empathetic, he was actually a willful little girl in his heart.

At this time, seeing that everyone had arrangements, he felt that he was useless, and he was naturally sad in his heart, so he had to promise Xiao Zhao and let her go with the Emei faction to save the dead and help the injured.

Xiao Zhao got the order, with a happy face, and rushed away.

Ling Yun couldn't feel at ease in his heart, and then secretly ordered several Ming Sect masters to go behind and secretly protect Xiao Zhao.

At this moment, only Mingjiao Yang Xiao and Fan Yao were left in the main hall, the three elders of Shaolin and the golden lion king Xie Xun.

Yang Xiao and Fan Yao glanced at each other, knowing in their hearts that the sect leader would leave the two behind, there must be important arrangements, and they kept guessing in their hearts.

Ling Yun listened carefully, and after everyone left, he turned his head and asked in a low voice to Shaolin Elder Du'e:

"Elder, is there a pharmacy in the Shaolin Temple?"

"Was Sect Leader Zhang injured in the fight just now? Usually, there are many injuries in the monks' martial arts, and there is naturally a special pharmacy in the Shaolin Temple. ”

Du Er looked Ling Yun up and down, as if he was not injured, so he replied strangely.

"Oh?"

Ling Yun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly urged Du Er to take him to the pharmacy to have a look.

So the other two elders and Xie Xun stayed in the main hall, and Ling Yun took Yang Xiao and Fan Yao to follow closely and went straight to the Shaolin Temple pharmacy.

Du Er led the three of them to turn left and right, and came to the door of a wing room on the right side of the main hall.

Before the door was opened, the thick smell of medicine had already wafted out through the crack of the door and the edge of the bed.

Ling Yun smelled the fragrance of the medicine, carefully identified it, and confirmed that the thing he wanted in his heart must be stored in the pharmacy, and suddenly put down a big stone in his heart.

Du Er pushed open the door and took the lead into the pharmacy, where the four walls of the room were neatly lined with two-person high wooden cabinets, and the smell of various medicines emanated from all sides.

Ling Yun followed, pricked up his nose and sniffed, walked directly to the front of the medicine cabinet on the right side of the room, and opened two of the medicine cabinets.

I saw that there were bags of medicines half a person high neatly placed in the medicine cabinet, and there were as many as eight bags.

Seeing that there were so many medicines, Ling Yun had even more confidence in his heart, so he took out a bag of each of the two medicines and opened it at once.

Ling Yun looked at two medicines, one was an off-white solid powder and the other was a yellow powder.

Ling Yun grabbed a handful in each of them, carefully identified them, and was overjoyed. Turning his head and asking:

"Elder Du'e, there should still be charcoal in Shaolin Temple!"

Du Er watched Ling Yun grab the two medicines and ask about the charcoal, he didn't know why, but he still replied honestly:

"There is a lot of charcoal in the firewood room, which is prepared by the Shaolin Temple to keep out the cold in winter."

When Yang Xiao and Fan Yao saw this, they gradually understood Ling Yun's intentions in their hearts.

It turned out that Ling Yun had seen the power of the Thunderbolt Fire Bomb on the mountainside, and suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

Lingyun grabbed saltpeter and sulfur in his hands, and asked charcoal, did he want to configure ** in Shaolin Temple?

Seeing the expressions of Yang Xiao and the others, Ling Yun knew that the two of them understood what they were thinking, smiled slightly, beckoned the two of them to carry all the sulfur saltpeter in their hands, asked the location of the firewood room, and quickly ran towards the demolition house.

Elder Du was persuaded by Ling Yun to return to the main hall.

When the three of them came to the firewood room, Ling Yun opened the door and saw the mountains of charcoal in front of him, and his eyes showed excitement that could not be concealed.

Yang Xiao and Fan Yao didn't have the slightest hint of happiness.

Because although the ** has been inherited in ancient times, the formula has been inaccurate, and the lethality of the ** produced is too small, so it has only been used for the civilian use of firecrackers.

The Thunderbolt Fire Bomb is a hidden weapon made by the Great Food Country of the Western Regions to learn the method of making ** from Middle Earth.

After many years of research on the ratio of the Great Food Country, the precise configuration can also make such a firearm with huge lethality.

However, Yang Xiao and Fan Yao both know the growth experience of the Sect Advocate Wuji, and it is impossible to know the production process and ratio of the Great Food Country Thunderbolt Fire Bomb.

If the sect leader wants to use his ingenuity to make on-site experiments again, such a short time seems a bit whimsical.

No one expected that there was another soul in Zhang Wuji's body at this moment.

Yang Xiao suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and remembered the hot air balloons and wingsuits that Ling Yun had arranged for everyone to make before, which were obviously not something that ordinary people could understand and make.

Looking at Fan Yao again, it was obvious that he had also thought of this, and the two of them couldn't help but be full of great confidence in this young sect leader, and they were both a little looking forward to what new surprises he could bring to everyone.

Ling Yun also had a headache at the moment.

Because it has been too long, I only remember a lot of chemical physics knowledge vaguely, so I tried to recall the best ratio of the black ** formula.

After thinking about it for a while, I vaguely remembered that saltpeter seemed to be 75%, sulfur 12%, and charcoal 12.5%.

As for whether charcoal is charcoal or coal, there is no impression at all.

And he vaguely remembered that the three raw materials had to be selected and refined, and finally made into **, and they had to be carefully processed.

As soon as he thought of the complicated process of making **, Ling Yun's head instantly turned into two.