In the end, the four of them had nothing to say, Liu Wencheng and Zhao An walked out of the tent one after another, and Ah Wu stayed behind to make the bed and pour water for Gu Yuan, waiting for Gu Yuan to rest.

After being promoted, Gu Yuan had a separate tent, and he was currently living alone, and after splashing Gu Yuan's footwashing water, Ah Wu, who was about to leave, showed a flattering smile, "My lord, I found good things in the witches." ”

Gu Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Ah Wu covered his arms, stepped forward like a thief, took out three blood pills from his arms, which looked like Dan but were not Dan, and put them in Gu Yuan's open palm.

The blood pill is the size of an egg, full of elasticity, and can smell the pungent smell of blood, as well as the bitter taste of some medicinal herbs.

Gu Yuan was slightly surprised, "This is ......"

"When the Vine Armor Army was killing the witch, it happened to roll to my feet, and I secretly picked it up. Ah Wu said triumphantly: "No one saw it." ”

"Why give it to me?" Gu Yuan looked at Ah Wu seriously and said, "What if this thing is also useful to you?"

Ah Wu laughed and said: "I am destined to not become a great monk, adults are different, I am a one-of-a-kind monk wizard, in the future, I will cross the sea with my hands, my feet will be detached, and I will break through the gate of heaven with a knife and soar in the daytime, won't my little chicken and puppy be able to follow it?"

"Oh~" Gu Yuan smiled and groaned: "It turns out that you are playing this abacus, and you want to eat and drink with me behind my ass in the future, right?"

Ah Wu gave a thumbs up, thought about it, and then gave a thumbs up to his other hand, and said loudly: "Your eyes are like torches, and you can't hide everything from your lords. ”

Gu Yuan raised his foot, Ah Wu had already turned around and pouted his buttocks, and kicked out with a smile, "Get out, get out." ”

Ah Wu trotted out of the tent as if he had won a prize, and did not forget to tear the wrinkled curtain flat before leaving.

The tent was suddenly empty, Gu Yuan shook his head, and carefully looked at the three blood pills in his hand, the surface of the pill body was very rough, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like a meatball rubbed out by hand.

However, the blood pill contained a surging energy, just holding it in his hand, Gu Yuan could feel the loosening of the bottleneck of cultivation, if it was absorbed, cultivation would definitely be able to steadily enter the late stage of the giant gate.

The problem is that he doesn't know what a blood pill is, and will there be any contraindications after taking it?

I wanted to ask Liu Wencheng, but Gu Yuan stopped after taking a few steps towards the curtain.

If Liu Wencheng also needs this thing, will he give it or not?

It's not that he's stingy, but in the current situation, he has to grasp every opportunity to improve his cultivation, and if he misses it, he doesn't know how long he will have to wait.

He is a very patient person, but he is on the border that can die at any time, he has to be impatient, and the improvement of his strength will give him a better chance of survival.

After all, time archiving is not omnipotent.,When you encounter a situation where you don't have a life.,It's only a repeat of death over and over again.,Relying on this ability is just a trick.,What really determines your fate.,It's your own power.。

Gu Yuan retreated to the front of the bed, his heart moved, and he had a thick book in his hand.

The pill chapter of "Daozang" flipped like a wind, but it stopped after a few breaths, and Gu Yuan's mind had several more kinds of pill information, but none of them were what he was looking for.

Closing the book with a tired look, the lost divine sense has not been fully replenished, which makes Gu Yuan have an indescribable sense of powerlessness, looking for an elixir from the vast Dan Sea, this is a huge project, it can't be done overnight, it depends on whether he has good luck.

However, since the blood pill fell from an ordinary witch, the grade must not be too high, so you can narrow down the range and find it between the first grade of the pill and the third grade.

Although Gu Yuan is now a metropolitan commander, there are only about 200 people under his hands, Liu Wencheng still has a passable attitude towards cultivation, and Zhao An is quite attentive, but his foundation is thin, and the road ahead is narrow and difficult.

On the other hand, Ah Wu, striking iron to practice a good physique, after starting to practice all the way unimpeded, cultivation soon reached the peak of enlightenment, "Ten Directions Sword Method" is also quite charming, there are few people in the two hundred or so who can defeat him, and the matter of training soldiers fell on him.

In the next few days, Gu Yuan stayed in the tent and did not move his nest, rummaging through the elixir chapter and the miscellaneous pill chapter, but he never found any information about the blood pill, just when he was disheartened and thought that the blood pill was not included in the "Daozang", he unexpectedly opened the poison chapter, and the blood pill on the seventh page was impressive.

Gu Yuan couldn't help but scold himself for being stupid, he knew that this was the case, why didn't he want to think about going through the poison chapter?

But then again, who would have thought that a blood pill with the ability to improve cultivation would be poison?

The blood pill is called the meat relic, as Gu Yuan thought, it is the meat of several poisonous insects, and there are several kinds of poisonous weeds that can only grow in the Great Wilderness.

Gu Yuan is not afraid of the toxicity of meat relics, if the insect poison invades the blood, he can run the "Mountain Moving Formula" to discharge the poisonous blood, so that he can not only cultivate to climb to the next level, but also "Mountain Moving Formula" can be more refined.

Without the slightest hesitation, he threw the meat relics into his mouth, and every time he chewed, Gu Yuan could feel a strange energy in his body, and with the infusion of this energy, the door that blocked the aura of heaven and earth gradually had a tendency to condense into substance, Gu Yuan's breath flickered up and down, and the airflow around his body became disordered.

......

In a big tent, Pang Yuan sat behind a low table, his eyes indifferently looking at the brocade who was kneeling on the ground, his head almost buried in the soil, silently.

The splendid atmosphere does not dare to come out, just like the sculpture does not move.

After a long time, Pang Yuan said: "You are the seed chosen by His Majesty?"

"Yes. Jinxiu replied quickly.

"Do you want to take refuge in me?" Pang Yuan's dull eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of essence.

"Yes. Jinxiu still answered quickly.

"Ten days have passed since His Majesty returned to the court. Pang Yuan said something incoherent.

Jinxiu, of course, understood what the general meant, and replied: "It's not easy to make a decision. ”

Pang Yuan smiled: "Not bad, especially this kind of decision that affects a lifetime." ”

Jinxiu raised her head, and the smile on her face froze on her face before she had time to bloom, because Pang Yuan said another word, "But what qualifications do you have to make this decision?"

Jinxiu's heart suddenly became angry.

"Do you think Jiang Mingxuan is the only seed you choose?" Pang Yuan smiled coldly and said, "He casts a wide net, collects many fish, and chooses the best." ”

Pang Yuan continued: "There are bright and dark seeds, Eagle Guard doesn't know how many talented people he has come into contact with, do you say that they are all valued by His Majesty?"

A chill suddenly arose on Jinxiu's body.

"I thought they were valued by His Majesty. Pang Yuan grabbed the jade cup on the table and poured a sip of wine, and the wine glass slammed into pieces on the table, "Later, I learned that he wanted me to create a sense of jealousy and jealousy for the soldiers under his command, so that no one dared to take the lead, no one dared to make a decision on the spot, and no one dared to come out to refute the mistakes in the general's decision-making, what is so terrible about such a mediocre vine armor army?"

Splendid sweat soaked through heavy clothes, and the plan to destroy an invincible army without sending a single soldier is really terrifying.

"I know it's a plan, I can't let it go, what if those people are really the seeds chosen by His Majesty?

What if he rebelled against the soldiers?

Not many people, hundreds, thousands, or even ten thousands, are all His Majesty's seeds?"