Chapter 213, general-level martial artist

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wu Liang returned home with thirty small pills and twenty large pills, smiling.

Since there is no Black Demon Ding, and there is no strange fire, the small and large pills he refined are far inferior to the small and large pills he refined before, and the medicinal effect is much weaker, which is comparable to the small and large pills of Shaolin Temple.

"Xiaotian, why did you come back so late?" Wu Zhendong asked with concern.

"There are too many patients at the clinic today!" Wu Liang said casually.

"Let's eat first!" Zhang Yahui said with a smile.

After the meal, Wu Liang took a hot bath, said a word to his parents, hid in the room again, took out a small pill and threw it into his mouth, and ran the Qiankun Devouring Gong, ten minutes later, seeing that the internal force had increased by three years, he smiled heartily.

After eating the second Xiao Huandan, his internal strength increased for a year and a half.

After eating the third pill, his internal strength increased by nine months.

After eating the fourth Xiao Huandan, his internal strength increased by more than four months.

After eating the fifth Xiao Huandan, his internal strength increased by about two months.

After eating the sixth Xiao Huandan, his internal strength increased by a month.

"The small pill has no effect, after eating eight small pills, the internal strength has increased for almost six years, let's try the big pill!" Seeing that the small Huan Dan had lost its effect, Wu Liang frowned, took out a big Huan Dan and ate it.

The first Da Huan Dan increased his internal strength for about twenty-five years.

The second big pill increased his internal strength for about nine years.

The third big pill increased his internal strength for about four years.

The fourth Great Pill added more than a year of internal strength to him.

The fifth Great Pill increased his internal strength by three months.

"Da Huan Dan has no effect, I now have forty-five years and a few months of internal strength, the internal force can be regarded as strong, but the physical strength is a little worse, in the recent period, I have specially improved the physical strength!" Wu conscience said secretly.

Running the Chaos Refining Technique, devouring the energy between heaven and earth, integrating it into each cell, and sensing that the strength of his body slowly increased, he was overjoyed in his heart, and kept running the Qiankun Devouring Gong until the sky was bright.

When he came to the clinic and saw that there were already more than a dozen people lined up at the door, Wu Liang opened the door of the clinic and walked straight in.

"Doctor Wu, you show me!"

"You're more seriously ill, it's good that you came early, if you come a few days late, I can't help it!"

"Divine Doctor Wu, can I still be cured of this disease?"

"You have called me a miracle doctor, if it can't be cured, won't you smash my signboard?"

"Divine Doctor Wu, you're really joking!"

"Grab the medicine according to the prescription, I write all the precautions on the prescription, and the consultation fee is 5,000!"

"Doctor Wu, there is a medicine cabinet here, why don't you buy some medicinal materials, we don't have to go to other pharmacies to grab medicine!"

"There have been too many people seeing a doctor recently, and I still have time to do this!"

"Doctor Wu, I know a pharmacist, why don't I help you get in touch?"

"Okay, as long as the medicinal materials are okay, I don't care who I buy them from!"

"Okay, I'll call you now!"

Sending the last patient away, Wu Liang looked through the Internet and saw many valuable things that could not be bought with money, and the thoughts in his heart turned, and he decided to join a force.

"The Extreme Martial Arts Gym is not bad, when my physical strength is improved a little more, I will go to participate in the martial arts assessment of the Extreme Martial Arts Gym, once I join the Extreme Martial Arts Gym, there will be a lot less trouble, not to mention, those valuable things, I will also have the qualifications to buy!"

Seeing that no patients came to the door, Wu Liang walked to the open space in the clinic and slowly started Tai Chi.

"Doctor Wu, I have something to ask you for help!" Xu Yuhe said after entering the door.

"What's the matter?" Wu Liang asked calmly.

"The prescription of Xuanyu intermittent ointment, I took it back and asked people to concoct it, and the medicinal materials and steps were carefully checked, and there was no mistake, and the result was Xuanyu intermittent ointment, and its medicinal effect was unsightly!" Xu Yuhe said with a slight frown.

"I concocted a Xuanyu intermittent ointment in front of you before, there is absolutely no problem with the prescription, the problem may be in the herbs or utensils!" Wu Liang said thoughtfully.

"Doctor Wu, can you help me take a look?" Xu Yuhe pleaded.

"Let's go!" Wu Liang nodded, closed the door of the clinic, and got into the flying car driven by the other party.

Twenty minutes later, the speeding car stopped in front of a pharmaceutical factory.

"Let them, in strict accordance with the recipe, make a new Xuanyu intermittent ointment!" Wu Liang looked at it and said, Xuanyu intermittent ointment is actually black jade intermittent ointment, for some consideration, he changed the name of the plaster.

"Make another black jade intermittent cream!" Xu Yuhe said.

One by one, the staff in white coats poured a variety of medicinal herbs into the machines and equipment, and two hours later, a large vat of pitch-black ointment was made.

Dipping a little ointment with his hand, Wu Liang smelled it, and suddenly said: "There is no big problem with the medicinal materials, when you make Xuanyu intermittent ointment, you use machinery and equipment ......!" ”

"Divine Doctor Wu, can you help me find a way?" Xu Yuhe asked expectantly.

"This, this, and this medicinal herb, when producing and processing, cannot touch metal!" Wu Liang said.

"Thank you, Doctor Wu!" Xu Yuhe said gratefully.

"It's done, send me back!" Wu Liang said.

"Yes!" Xu Yuhe nodded, drove him back to the clinic, took out another bank card, handed it to him with a smile: "Doctor Wu, there is one million in this card, be careful, not respectful!" ”

"If there is such a good thing in the future, remember to look for me!" Wu Liang casually put the card in his pocket and strode towards home.

"I didn't expect that Doctor Wu, who was still an ordinary person some time ago, is now a martial artist who is not weak!" Looking at the distant back, thinking of the breath on the other party's body, Xu Yuhe was very shocked in his heart.

In the early morning of the next day, Wu Liang did not go to the Tianliang clinic, and spent most of the day, he rented a small warehouse, purchased some metal, and equipment for forging.

"It's better to forge a weapon by hand, first a long knife, and then nine flying knives!"

After the metal melts, he uses an alloy rod to stir the metal in the furnace evenly, then turns off the high-temperature furnace and waits for the metal temperature to drop to a suitable level.

After a long time, Wu Liang used forging tongs to clamp the metal in the furnace to the forging table, picked up the forging hammer, and he beat it again and again, and the very pleasant sound of ding ding ding and ding kept echoing in the warehouse, and a little spark splashed out.

After a while, he threw the metal back into the high-temperature furnace to heat up, and after the metal block softened, he used forging tongs to clamp it out, picked up the forging hammer and continued to beat, returning to the furnace again and again to heat up, folding and forging again and again.

"Fold twenty times, the more the performance improves, let's stop here today!" After closing the warehouse, Wu Liang walked towards his home.

"Fold three hundred times, the performance has been greatly improved, come back tomorrow!" Locking the door to the warehouse, he turned and left.

Time passed day after day, and after the metal was folded and forged more than a thousand times, Wu Liang no longer continued to fold and forge, but forged it into a large knife with a scabbard, and the remaining materials were forged by him into nine flying knives.

"After more than ten days of continuous iron striking and training, my physical strength and strength have been greatly improved, and my strength is no weaker than that of a general-level martial artist!"

(End of chapter)