Ordinary cultivators in the world, when they want to invite another cultivator to do something extremely dangerous with them, they will ask, "Do you dare to gamble with me?"

But Zhantai Qiantang knew that the holy master in front of him had been honored and humiliated, and he had already done something that would kill him, so he didn't ask if he dared or not, only asked if he could.

The man in the yellow shirt who was drinking the medicinal porridge glanced at Zhantai Qiantang, didn't ask anything first, just nodded, and then put on a pair of very sturdy old straw sandals, drank all the medicinal porridge in the bowl and the crockpot next to him, and stood up.

...... In Zhongzhou City, the Rong family, the largest gate valve in Yunqin at this moment, has many workshops for manufacturing soul soldiers.

In these workshops, the best craftsmen in the entire Zhongzhou City are gathered.

However, these master craftsmen will never be the best in the entire Yunqin themselves, because there are such a group of the best seniors in the past who have been brought back to Qingluan Academy by Dean Zhang.

Some of those craftsmen are still alive, and in so many years, they have brought out many lecturers and professors in the black robes of the academy, and some of them are even better than them.

The workshop of Qingluan Academy is naturally the existence that represents the highest level of Yun Qin.

There are a lot of immovable equipment in the workshop, and if some of the furnace towers are abandoned and need to be rebuilt in another place, they don't know how much time and manpower it will take, not to mention that any master craftsman knows that what he is used to is the most comfortable, and if he changes something new, it can lead to a big error, and even make them unable to perform at their usual level.

This aspect alone is enough to understand that many buildings in Qingluan College are the foundation and strength of Qingluan College.

If the Qingluan Academy in the Ascending Mountain Range were to be in ruins, the Qingluan Academy would lose a lot of its true power.

Therefore, when the Purgatory Mountain Sect Sect had already had the intention of descending on Qingluan Academy, Qingluan Academy had no way out, and the only thing they could do was to fight and try to make a decisive battle before Qingluan Academy was broken.

Tong Wei, dressed in a black robe, stood in front of a blast furnace in a workshop at Qingluan Academy.

This workshop is in the body of a snowy peak in the Dengtian Mountain Range, and the lecturers and craftsmen of the academy do not know how much time it took to hollow out this mountain in half, and the high tower in front of him is tens of meters high, even as huge as the freshman hall of some departments.

Dozens of academy cultivators dressed in the black robes of academy lecturers or professors were busy like ants on some platforms outside this tower, either making observations and recordings, or constantly concentrating their soul power on some wind turbines and other components.

Under the loud shouts of several college professors, a furnace door at the bottom suddenly opened, and a fire dragon rushed out of the furnace door, rolling out for dozens of meters, and then a strange converter inside flipped over, and a metal solution slowly flowed out along a trench, flowing on a sky blue platform made of unknown metal, condensed into a ball.

When the mass of metal cooled slightly, several black-robed lecturers with soul power on their bodies waved the same sky-blue metal sledgehammer and kept forging it.

The fire in the entire blast furnace slowly extinguished, and all the lecturers and professors on the blast furnace nervously gathered on this platform, and this mass of metal turned into a narrow and long one that was constantly folding and stretching, but it was only as big as an arrow.

Such a huge blast furnace, so many academy craftsmen, is just to smelt such a large mass of metal!

When this mass of metal cooled down, it was originally iron ash sè, but in the continuous forging, the sky blue sè sledgehammer and some sky blue sèsè ze of the sky blue platform below seemed to slowly penetrate into this mass of metal, and the process of cooling and shaping this mass of metal was also extremely slow, and after I don't know how many thousands of extremely fast beatings, this mass of metal finally turned into a royal blue sè metal arrow without any runes.

After several pairs of old hands were appraised layer by layer, the arrow was finally handed over to Tong Wei's hands.

After the civil strife in the academy, Tong Wei has not appeared in the combat power of the Holy Rank.

He's been gathering momentum.

Qingluan College is also gaining momentum.

Now that he had caught the arrow, he left the workshop and left the Qingluan Academy.

...... Because of Zhang Ping's existence, Qingluan Academy's Mourning Prison Houshan knew more than ever the movements of the Purgatory Mountain Sect.

The Purgatory Mountain Sect didn't want to give Qingluan Academy time.

Therefore, Qingluan Academy itself is also using all the power that can be used.

When Tong Wei left Qingluan Academy, An Keyi raced against himself in a room in the Imperial Medicine Department.

She hadn't even washed her face for more than ten days, and her face was dirty, but because the expression on her face was too serious and focused, she looked very cute.

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In front of her was a set of bottles and jars that outside cultivators and pharmacists couldn't understand at all, these completely transparent vessels were connected together by equally transparent pipelines, and many places were heated by different fires, and the medicinal liquid in them evaporated all kinds of sè steam, which magically blended together in the last closed vessel, turning into more sè colors.

Behind her were bunches of flowers, which were extremely bright and beautiful, and the petals had eye-like spots, which looked a little bewitching.

When the steam finally condensed into a purple-black liquid that she took out and tried the medicine in several ways, she was stunned for a moment.

This time the development failed again, she was a little discouraged, and she couldn't help but think about Lin Xi.

She subconsciously felt that if Lin Xi was helping as an assistant, the effect might be better.

This discouragement only lasted for a few breaths, she cleaned all the utensils again, made a large number of flowers behind her into a medicinal liquid, refined it with complicated means, and then began to add a dozen other dispensings, and once again began the trial production process that was absolutely inconceivable in the eyes of outside pharmacists.

The complicated sè color is finally condensed into a purple and black sè liquid medicine.

She started testing the drug again as before.

One way to do this is to try it out.

She used a very small amount of potion that should be a safe amount for her, and used a unique hollow silver needle to pierce her veins.

A peculiar cháo red stained her cheeks.

She was slightly stunned, shy, and frustrated that she wanted to cry.

Using the magic eye flower of the Thousand Demon Caves as a guide, the academy and her wanted to develop a certain medicine that could greatly increase the potential of cultivators than the magic transformation drug, but until now, she was not able to refine this medicine, but Yin Yang accidentally refined another medicine.

An Keyi's usual knowledge of various imperial medicines in her mind has always been dominant, her whole person is like a book, and people like her will want to cry in frustration, which shows that her mood is really low to an unimaginable level.

However, when she took out two pills and wanted to swallow them, she suddenly stopped.

She suddenly thought that although this was not the medicine she wanted to refine, the medicine of this medicine was so fierce and terrifying that it was enough to affect the existence above the Holy Order.

She regained her usual bookish air, but more red clouds appeared on her face.

Then she put away the refined medicinal liquid with great care, walked out of this room, and left Qingluan Academy.

............ Tens of thousands of reckless people gathered on the official road next to Xiangmaji.

Xiangmaji is already one of the most marginal towns in the north of Damang, and there are so many Damang people here, so it is clear that all the Damang people in all the other villages within a radius of 100 miles have rushed over.

Most of these tens of thousands of ordinary people are women, children, and the elderly, and very few are young and middle-aged.

In the earliest Yun-Qin Southern Expedition, most of the young and middle-aged people in the northern frontier of Damang had already joined the army and died in battle to resist the Yun-Qin army.

It is precisely because of this that all these women, children and old people who gathered from all over the world were very angry, and they gathered here to ask the Emperor Damang who was about to pass by, what was the reason for him to cede this land of Damang to Yun Qin.

The relatives of these women, children and the elderly have died in the war, and they don't want the war to continue, but they are not afraid of death, and they don't want the death of their relatives to become meaningless, they can't understand how many people died in order to drive the Yunqin people out of here, and finally succeeded, but why is it that many lands behind them here have become Yunqin's now?

Many old people had already decided that if they couldn't stop the emperor's chariot, they would die directly in front of the emperor's ranks.

The escort of Emperor Damang's convoy had already appeared in their sight.

In the distance, the Imperial City convoy with many canopies erected was also faintly visible.

However, the eyes of these angry and reckless women and children and old people quickly froze, and the anger on their faces turned into shock and fear.

After they looked at the convoy of Emperor Damang that was getting closer and closer, many bright red sè appeared.

They looked at the blood-like red sè, and there was a thick black sè smoke that rushed into the sky.

This smoke is like a smoke coming out of the hell, making the chariot inside look extremely tall.

Countless years of accumulation, about those bloody priests and such smoky chariots, the horror of things, completely overwhelmed the anger of these reckless people in the frontier, this kind of reckless fear and awe of the gods, overwhelmed everything, so that these reckless border people have avoided both sides of the official road, knelt down, and did not even dare to raise their heads.

The same fearful escort rushed past them.

Emperor Damang's chariot passed through here, and the blood-like red sè and the chariot wrapped in the thick smoke of the cupola black sè also passed here.

Not far ahead, there is already Qianxia Mountain, Chiba Pass.

A black-armored general standing at the highest point of Chiba Pass also looked at this sky-high black smoke, he knew that his most respected general Gu Yunjing was fighting to his death to stop such a figure, because of shock and anger, the corners of his cold mouth kept trembling.