The armies were dumbfounded.

Relaxation turns to anger.

"We have been born and died with General Ming for so many years, why did you disband us?"

"I'm the first to disagree!"

The spirit of wine came to his heart, and the emotions that the army had suppressed on weekdays were released, and he stepped forward to question Luo Qingyin.

It's no wonder they're excited.

When General Ming gave them food, clothing, and funding for them to study and study, they recognized him.

Although General Ming is gone, their faith is still there!

There was a lot of noise.

Luo Qingyin stretched out his hand and tore out a Xuanlei talisman.

Rumble!

Nine days of thunder smashed straight down.

The audience was silent.

"Listen to me. I'm not trying to break you up. As a soldier, you may be able to increase your official ranks, or you may be able to glorify your ancestors, but even if you are above 10,000 people, the emperor can still restrain you, and you will always be controlled by others! Have you ever wanted to be in charge of your own life? ”

When Luo Qingyin knew the ability of Ming Da to Ming Shi, an unprecedented thought rose in her heart.

That is, build a sect!

A sect that is independent of the imperial power and can compete with the Medicine King Palace!

A sect that is proud of the Cangyun Continent!

It's too early to say that.

Because, establishing a sect means that hundreds of millions of Xuanjing and countless talents are needed.

Now, what she wants to do is the first step, make money.

They have the ability and strength to transfer to other professions, and they can also shine.

Compared with the emotional crowd, the ten people from Ming Da to Ming Ten seem much calmer.

After returning yesterday, after the military doctor checked that the wine he had healed was not poisonous, he drank it all in one go.

That's just a sip of wine.

But the effect of that sip of wine surprised them like never before.

Because, the hidden dangers of the body accumulated over the years have all disappeared overnight!

They looked at Luo Qingyin, perhaps, this young girl could bring them a new change.

So, Mingda stepped forward.

"Say no more. I've been desperate for the court all these years! General Ming is such a good person, he will kill when he says he will kill, and in the end, if it weren't for our brother's desperate efforts, there would not even be a place to be buried. ”

Ming Qi also nodded in agreement.

Just what she said to his son yesterday was enough to make him identify with her.

As the teacher of Rui Mingjun, Ming Wu was the oldest and most stable of all people, and when he heard this, he said, "Princess, what do you want to do?" ”

Luo Qingyin walked to the table where the tribute was placed and sat down, and said lightly: "You are very strong, but it is far from enough!" ”

As an alchemist, Ming Er has a transcendent status in the army, and he is full of confidence in the army, and when he suddenly heard the evaluation that he was not good, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Then tell me, what is considered strong?" All become military generals or martial marquis? ”

There are more than 600 people in the Ruiming Army, and the highest cultivation has the third order of military generals, and the lowest cultivation has also the seventh order of martial artists, which is unique in the army!

She didn't know anything, so why did she say no?

Luo Qingyin glanced at him lightly: "Are you not convinced?" ”

Ming Er was straightforward: "I don't accept it!" ”

Luo Qingyin smiled and said, "Then let's compare the alchemy, how about it?" ”

Ming Er heard that she had become an alchemy boy of the national teacher.

But isn't it just an alchemy boy?

His soldier's bloody nature was stimulated: "Compare it, compare it on the spot!" ”

Luo Qingyin smiled slightly: "Xiaoxue, help me prepare the spirit grass." ”

At present, what the Rui Ming Army needs most is to improve their physical fitness and treat internal injuries.

Luo Qingyin whispered a few words to the snow ginseng doll, and the snow ginseng doll stretched out her white and chubby little hand to her, and said slowly: "Refining tendons and white blue fruits...... Be the ...... Medicine. ”

Mao Dun Literature