Chapter 43 Pei Yuan Dan

Alchemy is now familiar to him.

Pei Yuan Dan and Yang Yan Dan, Vitality Dan, etc. all belong to the same quality, belong to the primary pill, and it is not difficult to refine.

He opened the lid of the Mixed Yuan Qiankun Furnace again, and the Pei Yuan Dan inside spurted out again.

Counting carefully, thirty were refined this time.

Due to the different efficacy, the mass production of Peiyuan Dan is not as good as Yangyan Dan.

Pei Yuan Dan, as the name suggests, is the pill of Pei Ben Guyuan, a Pei Yuan Dan, can improve a person's cultivation for five years, that is, it can shorten a person's cultivation time for five years. The only drawback of this elixir is that a person can only take one pill in his life, and if he has more, it will have no effect.

According to the normal cultivation level of the Martial Spirit Continent, a normal person can reach the cultivation of the Martial King after five years of cultivation, so as long as he takes one Pei Yuan Pill, he can forcefully promote the person to the cultivation of the Martial King.

Mo Wuxian was in a good mood, and thirty Pei Yuan Dan meant that he would train a batch of thirty dead soldiers with good cultivation.

After recovering his full Xuan Qi, he refined another furnace of Pei Yuan Dan, and now there were sixty of them.

The so-called soldiers are fine but not many, although there are sixty Peiyuan Dan, but he has no intention of training sixty dead soldiers.

But the headache is here again, Pei Yuandan has it, where is this person going to look for it?

Thinking of Mo Jiajun, he paid attention to Mo Ye's head again.

He has no right to transfer the Mo family's army, and the only person who can be mobilized is Mo Ye.

Mo Xie was practicing his sword, and when he saw Mo Wuxian coming in with a wicked smile on his face, he knew that this guy had something to ask for.

Mo Xie stopped practicing his sword, sat under the gazebo and drank a cup of tea, looked at Mo Wuxie, and said, "Say, what happened this time?"

Mo Wuxian smiled and said: "Dad, the child is thinking of a way to let himself have enough capital to gain a foothold in the future, no, I will ask you for fifty masters!"

Mo Xie raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, you have a lot of appetite, fifty people? or a master? Do you think it fell from the sky?"

Mo Wuxian smiled and said: "Dad, you just give me fifty loyal subordinates, and the strength is not too high, just have the cultivation of a warrior to a martial artist." As long as you give it to me, I promise to let fifty masters fall from the sky, how about it?

Mo Xie was really tempted, but he felt that it was impossible, because this kind of thing was too unbelievable.

He hesitated for a moment, deciding to see what tricks Mo Wuxian was going to play, so he planned to give him fifty guards.

"It's up to you, but you have to tell me, how did this pie fall?" This is what Mo Xie is interested in, if Mo Wuxian can really do this unbelievable thing, then he has to think about it, and raise the overall strength of the Mo family army to a higher level!

Mo Wuxian didn't want to hide this from the old man, he stretched out his hand, and there was a Pei Yuan Dan in the palm of his hand, bright white, flashing a little silver light in the sun.

"Dad, I have studied ancient medicine a little bit, this pill is the Pei Yuan Dan that I have recently researched, a Pei Yuan Dan can improve a person's cultivation for five years, this is my pie!"

Mo Xie's eyes were full of golden light, but he still couldn't believe his words, because this completely subverted his cognition.

Seeing his puzzled expression, Mo Wuxian said again: "Dad, maybe you have doubts, but it doesn't matter, you only need to give me fifty people, and you can verify the power of this elixir!"

"Okay, I'll just believe you once, come with me!"

Mo Xie walked towards the depths of the Duke's Palace, and Mo Wuxian followed closely behind.

"This stinky boy has been quite mysterious recently, maybe this Pei Yuan Dan is really as effective as he said, no matter, try it first and see if you can talk about it!" Mo Xie thought to himself, he couldn't get this little son's pill.

In just a few moments, they arrived at the school grounds of the Duke's Palace.

The school has at least 10,000 square meters and is equipped with all kinds of training equipment.

The four thousand Mo family troops wore uniform uniforms, soft leather battle armor, and the word 'Mo' was printed on their chests.

So many people were divided into dozens of squads, each of the Mo family soldiers was training with weapons in hand, and a deep roar kept echoing over the school grounds.

A man in the general's armor stepped forward, gave a standard military salute, and asked in a sonorous voice, "General, what are your orders?"

Mo Xie smiled and said: "General Li, Wuxian wants to select fifty excellent soldiers, you gather the soldiers, and the specific selection criteria are according to Wuxie's wishes!"

The general gave another military salute, and then let the drum-beating soldiers beat the big drum.

Knock knock knock......

This is the drumbeat of the emergency assembly.

The crowds of soldiers immediately stopped their drills and trotted towards Mo Wuxie's side with neat and orderly steps, and at first glance, it really looked like the tide of the sea returning to the center.

"General, young master, the army has been assembled, please instruct!"

Mo Ye nodded, the Mo family army is well-trained and loyal, and the general in front of him is indispensable.

"From now on, until the end of the innocent selection quota, the innocent words are what I mean, you have to fully cooperate with him, do you know the way?"

The general immediately saluted and shouted, "Yes!"

Mo Ye looked at Mo Wuxian again and said, "Go ahead!"

It was the first time for Mo Wuxian to stand in front of so many soldiers, and it was false to say that he was not nervous. He took a deep breath and calmed his excitement.

"Soldiers, first of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Mo Wuxie, I believe everyone knows the Tao. Maybe you think I'm cynical, a loser or something, hehe, Young Master Ben doesn't mind, because in fact, it's the same!"

He paused, and found that there was no smile below, just a serious atmosphere, and more soldiers had confusion in their eyes, maybe they were thinking about what kind of reputation this young master was going to make?

This atmosphere made him slightly embarrassed, so he went straight to the point and said, "Today is your day, and today is destined to produce a group of future powerful warriors among you. Some people may ask, what kind of strong warrior is a strong warrior? Then let me tell you, my so-called strong warrior is a warrior who has at least the strength of a martial king and has a high quality. Only in this way can you be called a strong warrior! Do you have faith?"

Each of the fighters had been quite excited, but now it was silent again, and some even showed an expression of resignation.

It's no wonder, because most of these soldiers are ordinary soldiers, and the highest cultivation is also a martial king, but they are soldier captains, and the general strength of soldiers is mostly samurai. He didn't know what to say, soldiers who were all samurai were terrifying in all armies, and this Mo family army had fought many times, and every time it could become an enemy's nightmare.

Mo Wuxian was helpless for a while, and once again felt that he was singing a one-man show.

After the last moment, he glanced at the audience and shouted: "What Lao Tzu wants to say is that you are not good soldiers!"

A general asked dissatisfiedly: "Young master, we are not good soldiers, so what is a good soldier?"

"I really thought that no one could speak, hmph! It turns out that it needs to be stimulated, what a bunch of elm soldiers whose heads have been caught in the door!" he cursed viciously in his heart, and said loudly: "This question is good, then Lao Tzu will tell you what makes a good soldier." Listen carefully—"

He glanced at the audience, and said loudly: "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, and a soldier who doesn't want to have high cultivation is not a good soldier!"