"Only twenty?" Lu Zhan's face was suddenly filled with the word "disappointed".

"What, isn't twenty pills enough?" Qiu Xianfeng looked at him with surprised eyes: "Generally speaking, a master who has reached the Qi Condensation Realm can already take one Pei Yuan Pill every five to seven days at a very terrifying speed. You must know that this high-grade elixir, its effect is not only strong, but also the effect lasts for a very long time, and it takes a long time to slowly digest its effect in the body, if you take too much, the human body will definitely not be able to bear it. ”

Then he added: "What's more, brother, you haven't reached the realm of condensation yet, you can't even eat this thing, otherwise the dantian will definitely explode and you will definitely die." ”

If he knew that there was a mysterious small crystal in Lu Zhan's body that absorbed the medicinal power of the pill like a bottomless pit, he probably wouldn't dare to say this.

Although Lu Zhan was disappointed, he was about to "run out" in Pei Yuan Dan now, so if he could have one, it would be considered one.

"Okay, twenty is twenty, I'll have them all. ”

"Okay, then Brother Tai will go to the pill counter to get the pill now, and by the way, settle the account, I won't pay the silver of this mixed yuan cooked copper stick, you go there and settle it together." Qiu Xianfeng smiled: "I have already said hello to the people at the counter over there." ”

Lu Zhan left the mixed yuan copper stick and walked out.

Miss Fan held the fifth-level mixed yuan cooked copper stick, sighed and said, "Over the past few days, I have racked my brains for the Burmese steel knife that this old man sold, but I can't decipher what ingredients are used in it. ”

Qiu Xianfeng asked her, "Do you have any results for the experiment I asked you to do last time?"

"I did, and the results were very unexpected. Miss Fan's face was straight, and she replied solemnly: "I will follow the method you said, let a person in the late stage of the Body Refining Realm hold this seventh-level Burmese steel knife and slash at a good hand in the late stage of the Bone Forging Realm, it stands to reason that it is impossible to cut him with a bone forging like steel." However, the actual result of the test was that the strong hand in the late stage of the Bone Forging Realm was actually cut, and it was seriously injured, almost cutting off the bones. This situation is extremely strange, and it is beyond the scope of our understanding. I couldn't even think of a reason for it for several nights. ”

"That's because you're not thinking the right way. Qiu Fengfeng bowed slightly: "Last time, you said that there was a substance that seemed to be the legendary 'fairy spirit qi' hidden in that Burmese steel knife, and I immediately thought of another legend. ”

"Legend?" Miss Fan hurriedly asked, "What kind of legend?"

Qiu said: "Legend has it that there is also a weapon called 'spirit soldier' in this world. It's more magical than the top-level weapons we use, and the power is even more domineering. The weapons we usually use are up to level nine. And that 'spirit soldier' is said to be much more powerful than a ninth-level weapon. Although I have never seen this kind of blade with my own eyes, it has been passed down through ancient times for a reason. So I dare say-"

He pointed to the mixed yuan bronze stick in Miss Fan's hand and said, "This weapon, although it is not a 'spirit soldier', or even a second-level 'pseudo-spirit soldier', it must have something to do with that mysterious weapon." ”

"Yes!" Miss Fan looked at the bronze stick in her hand in surprise, and said with a flowery branch, "Is there really such a magical weapon as a 'spirit soldier' or 'pseudo-spirit soldier' in the world?" Then you shouldn't let go of that old guy, he must know some secret when he traded this kind of thing twice. ”

"I didn't intend to let him go. Qiu Xianfeng replied coldly, "Do you know who this old guy is?"

Miss Fan looked at him, "Who? Do you know where he came from?"

"Xiao Fan still remember the last time I painted the portrait in his appearance? I sent someone to take the portrait to the vicinity of the Ghost Face Cliff and asked a few of our informants who were hiding there, and one of them recognized the true identity of this old fellow, he was General Duobao's subordinate-" Qiu Xianfeng spat out a breath of turbidity and said word by word: "Wu, army, and division of the Ghost Face Cliff. ”

"He's actually General Duobao's military advisor?" Miss Fan exclaimed, "But how can he still be alive?"

"That's the crux of the matter. Qiu Fengfeng tried his best to show his old scheming: "Think about it, General Duobao and his subordinates are all dead, and only he Wu Junshi is left, and he can continue to trade with treasures here in our secret workshop, what does this mean?"

Miss Fan's eyes rolled, and she immediately realized, "Oh! he's a traitor!"

"Yes, that's the only explanation. Qiu Xianfeng slapped the table hard, and said proudly: "The Ghost Face Cliff has been wiped out, even if he didn't do it himself, he can't escape the suspicion of colluding with foreign enemies." So I will never let him go this time, he has the treasure of General Duobao in his hands, and it is said that the treasure of the town of Ghost Face Cliff 'Panyun Iron Tower Array' was also trained by him himself. This guy has a very high value for use. He is now in the net, and it is a great opportunity for us. ”

Saying that, he stood up: "I'm going to arrange it, that old guy looks like he is at the peak stage of the Bone Forging Realm, and he should be able to catch it." ”

With that, he walked out quickly.

Lu Zhan spent 100,000 taels of silver tickets to buy twenty "Peiyuan Dan".

He carried the pill in his arms, and after leaving the secret workshop, he did not go directly to the east of the city, this time he learned to be obedient and took a detour in the direction of the north of the city.

Because there are relatively few pedestrians in this area, if someone follows behind, he can quickly find it with a keen sense.

As he was walking, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.

Lu Zhan slowed down, turned his head and glanced around, only to see several big men scattered behind him, they seemed to be casually hurrying on the road, but everyone's eyes would glance at him from time to time.

"Hmph, these guys are here again. It seems that this place is really not a good place, and there are so many ghost tricks to make some trades. Lu Zhan sneered in his heart.

He was now wearing a face-changing mask on his face, and he wasn't worried that he would be exposed, so he decided to give it a go.

Having made up his mind, he pulled his foot and ran down a sparsely populated street.

Soon, he heard the sound of brisk running footsteps behind him, and the sound of someone yelling. It seems that the other party is not ready to continue to hide his whereabouts, and has begun to pursue him arrogantly.

Lu Zhan ran forward quickly, and suddenly heard a few string sounds of "dong ......" behind him, he didn't think about it, he pressed his toes a little harder, and his figure flew up, shooting like lightning on the roof of the house on the side of the road, only to see three tailless crossbows "whoosh" across the soles of his feet, shooting deep into the bluestone wall of the house.

Lu Zhan dodged and flew into the air, he settled steadily on the eaves, and looked down, only to see two crossbowmen not far from the house holding a fifth-level cross bow and aiming at him, and several other big men with blades were flying towards him.

Lu Zhan didn't want to stay longer in this place where the dwellings gathered, for fear of injuring innocent civilians by mistake, so he flew from one roof to another, and ran outside the city on the eaves.

However, the area seemed to be full of people from the Secret Workshop, and from time to time someone fired a bow or a feather arrow at him from all angles.

According to Lu Zhan's martial arts attainments at the moment, he is not afraid of these guys at all.

But he was reluctant to do things with civilians in places where civilians gathered, lest they hurt innocents.

So he looked in the direction of an ambush without a crossbowman and a big man, and flew away on the eaves and tiles.

The pursuers apparently didn't have the same great ability to lift and leap as he did, so they were quickly dumped by him.

Lü Zhan quickly walked through the densely populated civilian area.

At this time, a dyeing workshop appeared in front of him, and he flashed into it, only to see that the dyeing workshop was hung with all kinds of dyed fabrics, and there were several large dyeing pools on the ground, which were filled with all kinds of pigments for dyeing, red, green, blue, and blue, which were very bright even in this dark night.

Lu Zhan did not stop, his feet stepped on the eaves of the dyeing workshop, and his figure flew over the dye mill and fell to the tile roof of another house three zhang away on the opposite side.

But just as his figure crossed the sky above the rows of dyed cloth hanging on the bamboo poles for drying, he suddenly saw a silver-gray cloth of one foot square suddenly shoot straight up from the middle of the dyed cloth drying below, and crashed into his body.

Lu Zhan was in the air, and he didn't have time to adjust the operation of the qi engine to avoid this sudden attack.

I had no choice but to shout violently, and raised my fist to hit the silver-gray square cloth that attacked.

The fist slammed into the upper cloth, but saw a ball of fist qi released from the front of the fist dent the square cloth from the middle.

However, the four corners of the square cloth were still flying upwards against the night wind, and they were wrapped around Lu Zhan's body. Lu Zhan, who was in the air, couldn't avoid it for a while, and was suddenly caught up in this square cloth.

Lu Zhan was rolled up in a silver square cloth, and as soon as his qi was chaotic, his body rolled down from mid-air.

As soon as his body fell to the ground, he heard the sound of the wind next to him. His body was wrapped in a silver cloth, and he couldn't see what was around him, so he instinctively raised his arms in the direction of the wind.

There was a crisp snap, and there was a sharp pain in his arm, and he knew by feeling that it was an object similar to a bamboo pole that was pumped on his arm, but for Lu Zhan, who had reached the realm of condensation and forged his bones like steel, how could a mere bamboo pole make him feel such pain.

Lu Zhan was firmly wrapped in the silver-gray square cloth, and in his eagerness, he used his palm to send out several sharp qi blades, in order to get out quickly.

But something strange happened, the palm wind qi blade that Lu Zhan now sent out had the power to cut through gold and crack iron, but it still couldn't tear this extremely strong square cloth.

Lu Zhan was wrapped in a square cloth, and he couldn't break free for a while, and he heard the sound of "whirring" in the air.

He was in a hurry, hurriedly hugged his knees, got up tired and rolled to the side, only to hear a few crisp sounds, and the bamboo pole hit the ground beside him, but he rolled and dodged.

Although this tired body rolling is not very good-looking, it has the image and demeanor of a master, but it is very practical;

It can make his body as small as possible, so that the square cloth wrapped around him loosens a little.

In addition, Lu Zhan continued to extract qi energy from the small crystals in the dantian, infinitely increasing his speed of tumbling and rolling, so he quickly broke free from the package of silver square cloth, and narrowly avoided the volleys of the bamboo poles in the back.

As soon as he broke free of the shackles of the silver square cloth, Lu Zhan immediately launched a counterattack, only to hear the young man shout, wave his palm and meet the bamboo pole that was slamming towards his head, and there was a "bang" sound, but the extremely strong bamboo pole was cut off by his palm knife.

At this time, Lu Zhanfang saw clearly the opponent who attacked him, "Is it you?" He said coldly: "Qiu Feng!";