This time, Deng Sangong passed on a mysterious method to Fang Xiaoyu and Huyuzi, and this method was obviously a secret method for refining living figurines.

Fang Xiaoyu was amazed in his heart after seeing the secret method, the refining method of this living figurine was much more exquisite than the refining method of the living dead he had obtained from the Qing court's treasure house.

The existence of the living dead requires human blood to maintain, and if human blood is not absorbed for too long, then the living dead will completely lose their vitality and eventually become a dead corpse.

But the living figurines are different, after the living figurines are successfully refined, although the strength will not increase due to the passage of time, it will not become weaker, and more importantly, it can survive in the world forever, which can be regarded as an alternative immortal and immortal.

It's just that the living figurines can only remain in the state of mercenaries more often than not, unable to move, and will only return to normal appearance after being stimulated, with the combat effectiveness of life.

Refining living figurines not only requires a magical prescription to dispense medicine, but also requires real fire to refine, and it can be said that each refining a living figurine takes a great deal of thought and cost.

This can also explain why, for so long, such a hidden place is only refining hundreds of living figurines.

Perhaps this has something to do with the number of soldiers provided by Meng Tian, but the difficulty of refining it is also one thing.

At least the part of the secret method about controlling the true fire to refine the living figurines, Fang Xiaoyu pondered for a long time before he dared to start.

Surprisingly, Fang Xiaoyu's talent in Taoism is really not bad, the first time he refined the living figurines, although he said that there were some stumbles, he actually let him refine it successfully.

Seeing the soldiers in front of him walk out of the big ding, Fang Xiaoyu felt a little arrogant in his heart.

A group of dozens of Fang Shi, the living figurines that were successfully refined were only about seventy percent, and the others all failed, which made Fang Xiaoyu very surprised.

But just looking at Deng Sangong's reaction, it is obvious that this kind of failure is a norm and has long been commonplace.

However, considering that these soldiers themselves were severely injured and died for a short time, being refined into living figurines is also a continuation, as for failure, they should be seriously injured and died.

It can be seen that these alchemists have such a mentality, otherwise, as long as their psychology is a little more normal, they will definitely not be able to accept such a thing as refining living figurines with big living people.

Although they are still refining living figurines from living people, these soldiers are people who are about to die, so it is not so difficult to accept psychologically.

Watching the living figurines enter the stone chamber with Deng Sangong, Fang Xiaoyu returned to his residence like the other monks.

In the stone room, Hug Yuzi's expression was calm, Fang Xiaoyu glanced at Hug Yuzi curiously, and sat cross-legged to recover the consumed mana.

Fang Xiaoyu's heart is not calm, he has only been in this era for a month or two, although he has not seen the First Emperor, but only from the people of the Great Qin Era he has come into contact with, as well as the secrets of the Great Qin, Fang Xiaoyu can deduce that this First Emperor is by no means an easy person.

Especially in this world, there are strong people like Hou Sheng, Lu Sheng, and Bao Yuzi, and there are strong martial arts people like Meng Tian, to say that the First Emperor is just an existence without the power to restrain the chicken, Fang Xiaoyu feels that this does not seem realistic.

You must know that the First Emperor is an emperor who is dedicated to the pursuit of immortality, and the Fang Shi also aims at the pursuit of immortality, not to mention whether the First Emperor has cultivated martial arts, but he must have cultivated the Dao.

With the resources at the disposal of the First Emperor, one can imagine how profound the First Emperor's Dao cultivation will be.

Don't say whether the First Emperor is a genius in cultivation or not, even if he is a mediocre talent, it is enough to pile up the resources of a country to pile up the First Emperor into a strong man.

Thinking that his task was to suppress such a strong man as the First Emperor, Fang Xiaoyu felt the pressure rushing to his face.

Fortunately, Fang Xiaoyu has also experienced several worlds, although the task is a little difficult, but as long as he is willing to find a way, he may not be unable to do it.

Feeling the strength of hugging Yuzi on the other side, Fang Xiaoyu secretly encouraged himself, not to mention the rest, first work hard to improve his strength.

After a night without words, Fang Xiaoyu walked out of the cave in good spirits.

On weekdays, when there was nothing to do, Steward Deng did not restrict their freedom, and even allowed a group of monks to go out.

Fang Xiaoyu appeared in the small city at the foot of the Great Wall, and the construction of the Great Wall was a national strategic project, and Daqin invested a lot of energy in it, and there were hundreds of thousands of laborers just launched.

With such a large-scale mobilization of manpower, I am afraid that only an emperor as bold as the first emperor would dare to do so, and only an emperor like him could suppress the resentment of the people, but the first emperor did this, which obviously laid the root of the death of Great Qin II.

The labor involved in building the Great Wall was very hard, but it was so terrifying than in later legends.

Perhaps the Great Wall was condensed by countless blood, but Fang Xiaoyu found that what was really called to death as a cow and horse was not ordinary labor, but a prisoner.

Great Qin ruled the world, but the remnants of the Six Kingdoms never stopped, and there were countless rebellions large and small, so Great Qin never lacked prisoners, who should have been killed, but they were sent to the border by the first emperor's decree, and while being guarded by Meng Tian and the army, these prisoners were used to build the Great Wall.

For these prisoners, of course, those stewards with whips in their hands will not be polite, anyway, they will use them as if they were dead, which leads to dozens of casualties every day, and as for the bones, some are simply piled up under the masonry.

Ascending the Great Wall and looking at the place outside the plug, it suddenly broadens people's horizons.

Fang Xiaoyu had almost nothing to do during this time, so he practiced martial arts in a secluded place every day.

Seeing the powerful aura of Meng Tian's innate peak of martial arts, Fang Xiaoyu had both pressure and motivation, and he had put a lot of effort into his cultivation recently.

On this day, Fang Xiaoyu was practicing, and suddenly felt someone peeping, jumped up, waved his hand and slapped it out.

A dragon is full of remorse, and countless fallen leaves are rolled up everywhere it passes, and at first glance it looks like a giant dragon.

The person who was secretly peeping obviously didn't expect Fang Xiaoyu to make a decisive move without even a little warning, but this person was obviously not weak, he snorted, pulled out the Qin Sword on his waist and slashed at that momentum.

With a bang, the leaves were all over the sky and the dust was flying.

The other party actually took his own blow, you must know that although his blow was not said to be full of strength, it also contained seven or eight points of his strength, which is not something that ordinary people can follow.

When the dust fell, Fang Xiaoyu saw a familiar figure, and saw the other party's strong suit, with a resolute face, who was not Meng Yi who had a relationship with each other before.

When Fang Xiaoyu saw Meng Yi, a strange color flashed in his eyes and said, "General Meng Yi, why are you." ”

Meng Yi secretly peeped at Fang Xiaoyu's martial arts practice and was discovered, naturally he was a little embarrassed, of course, it was not that Meng Yi had any intention of watching Fang Xiaoyu, he also received a report from his subordinates the day before yesterday that there were strong people here, so he came to check it out today.

But he didn't expect that he had just approached, and he was discovered before he even saw Fang Xiaoyu clearly.

With a light cough, Meng Yi walked out and said, "It turned out to be Immortal Master Fang!" ”

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help grinning, in Daqin, because of the First Emperor's pursuit of immortality, the status of Fang Shi was not low, and he was respected as an immortal master among the people.

Therefore, it was reasonable for Meng Yi to call Fang Xiaoyu an immortal master, but it was so awkward to hear it in Fang Xiaoyu's ears.

The title of Immortal Master sounded like a liar at first glance, so Fang Xiaoyu hurriedly said to Meng Yi: "If General Meng can afford Fang, just call Fang's name, I can't deserve the title of Immortal Master." ”

Meng Yi looked at Fang Xiaoyu's reaction in his eyes, his eyes showed a little surprise, in Meng Yi's opinion, Fang Xiaoyu should not be a Fang Shi, but should become a member of the battlefield like him.

As for Fang Xiaoyu's strength, the two of them had just fought each other, and Meng Yi could deduce that Fang Xiaoyu's strength was definitely not weaker than him, such a martial arts cultivation, if he didn't enter the army, it would be a waste.

Meng Yi, who had a little friendship in his heart, laughed, threw out the long sword in his hand, and stabbed into a big tree on the side with a pop, and heard Meng Yi say to Fang Xiaoyu: "Brother Fang, Meng has some skills, why don't you and I have a fight." ”

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but be eager to try when he heard this, he also wanted to fight with the martial arts powerhouses of this era, at least let him measure the specific strength of the martial arts powerhouses of this era.

Therefore, in the face of Meng Yi's invitation to fight, Fang Xiaoyu smiled at Meng Yi with full of fighting spirit: "I can't ask for it." ”

While speaking, Fang Xiaoyu had already made a move, but Meng Yi was also not slow, and he punched out extremely sharply.

Meng Yi is from a military family, his father Meng Wu is a famous military general in Daqin, and he has destroyed countless countries, Meng Yi and Meng Tian are naturally family roots, maybe Meng Yi's strength is not as good as his brother, but his martial arts cultivation is also quite strong.

In particular, the family martial arts has been killed and sharpened on the battlefield for a long time, and now it has already become a battlefield killing skill, and it has its own evil spirit as soon as it is shot, giving people a feeling of facing thousands of troops.

In other words, ordinary people are suddenly impacted by such momentum, but they are afraid that their minds will be lost, and what will happen to the center of the battle can be imagined.

However, Fang Xiaoyu used to command hundreds of thousands of troops, and he was already used to that kind of military impact, so when Meng Yi made a move, his expression was as usual, and the fierce eighteen palms of the dragon descended to meet him.

With a bang, the two of them retreated together, obviously fighting each other, the two fought equally, but when the two looked at each other, their eyes were extremely bright, it was a kind of chess opponent will meet the feeling of good talent.

[The first update is sent, and the gray go to the code word] (to be continued.) )