Meng Tiandao and Yaotong both showed sarcastic smiles on their faces, looking at Du Xichuan like an idiot.

"The Ziyang Pill is just for the people of the Fu family to listen to. Why are you taking it seriously? What I have refined from beginning to end are the martial arts pills, but I just use the resources of the Fu family to collect the rare herbs I need.

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Du Xichuan didn't care about this. He just wanted to know what the martial puppet is now, so he hurriedly asked: "What will happen after taking the martial puppet puppet?"

"reaction?"

Meng Tiandao looked at the black medicine liquid inside the wooden barrel and laughed: "Hasn't there already a reaction?"

Du Xichuan looked down and found that the bucket of medicine he was soaking was much heavier than before.

He quickly closed his eyes and ran his true qi, sensed the condition of his internal organs and bone meridians, and suddenly found that his body temperature was rising rapidly. He just didn't find it because he was soaked in hot water.

A warm current was surging in his body. Du Xichuan felt that his blood was extremely comfortable. He tried to move his hands and feet, and was surprised to find that he could move.

“Hahahahaha…”

Du Xichuan laughed to the sky.

He has been a medicine man for a long time and has been surviving with a bucket of black potion for a long time.

At this time, he suddenly realized that his hands and feet had regained consciousness, and Du Xichuan was so excited that he was about to go crazy.

The momentum suddenly burst out on his body, and the powerful true energy surged out of his body. The black potion suddenly seemed to boil, constantly emitting bubbles.

boom!

The wooden barrel soaked in Du Xichuan's body suddenly exploded, and the black potion poured into the ground like a waterfall. The naked Du Xichuan raised his arms and shouted loudly.

"I've recovered, I've finally recovered!"

He walked to the wall and slashed his palm on the stone table. The stone table suddenly broke like foam.

Du Xichuan's hideous face showed joy. He could feel that his cultivation had returned to his peak state.

And all this is definitely the effect of the pill just now.

Whether it is the Martial Puppet Pill or the Ziyang Pill, in Du Xichuan's view, it is a magic pill.

He bowed to Meng Tiandao and said sincerely: "Thank you, Master Meng, I will remember Master Meng's great kindness and virtue. I will never forget each other!"

Meng Tiandao's mouth showed a mysterious sneer: "You don't have to rush to thank me now, just serve me well in the future."

"Salary for you?" Du Xichuan was slightly stunned.

Meng Tiandao's meaning is very obvious, he wants to conquer Du Xichuan as his subordinates.

But Du Xichuan is a strong man of the Great Martial Master level. He is respected or afraid of wherever he goes. He has his own pride.

Although Meng Tiandao saved his life, he might have promised to do one or two things for Meng Tiandao as a reward, but he never thought of becoming Meng Tiandao's subordinate.

Meng Tiandao saw through Du Xichuan's thoughts, but he didn't care and slowly took out a string of golden bells from his pocket.

It was a ring as big as a bowl, with nine bells on it, like cast from pure gold, shining with golden light under the light.

Just when Du Xichuan was not sure about this, Meng Tiandao suddenly pinched one of the bells and shook it.

Dingling!

A crisp and pleasant sound came into Du Xichuan's ears, but it was like a spell containing magic, making his body stand up involuntarily.

Du Xichuan lowered his arms, kept his upright position, looked forward with his head raised and his chest raised. His whole body seemed to be frozen, and his only mouth could move.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "What did you do to me?"

Meng Tiandao slowly walked behind Du Xichuan, changed his finger to another bell, and shook it again.

Dingdang!

Du Xichuan punched forward reflexively, and at the same time, he turned his body and kicked the wall with his right foot. Suddenly, bricks and stones splashed, and he kicked a dent in the originally flat wall.

Du Xichuan was going crazy. He felt like a puppet with his body no longer belonged to him, just like a puppet controlled by Meng Tiandao.

"Are you from the Corpse Ghost Sect? You are from the cult!"

He seemed to remember something suddenly, with a look of shock on his face and his eyes full of fear.

Meng Tiandao's eyes narrowed, turned to Du Xichuan, and said proudly: "I didn't expect you to see it. Yes, I am indeed from the Corpse Ghost Sect.

However, I was not interested in controlling those walking dead bodies who had lost their souls. I left the Ghost Sect thirty years ago, changed my name and went to Kyoto to make a fortune.

He used a brief plan to refine a few pills and saved a few people's lives. Unexpectedly, he was regarded as a master of medicine and respected by thousands of people.

But what I want to refine most is the pill that can control the warriors. After decades of research and repeated trials, it finally succeeded today."

Until this moment, Du Xichuan finally understood what the martial arts pill that Meng Tiandao gave him just now was.

He was originally from the Martial Arts Sect, and was once one of the guardian elders of the Qingyun Sect. He had a little understanding of the evil demon sects in China.

So it is easy to figure out that the Wu Kuang Dan is a secret evil medicine specially developed for living people by Meng Tiandao combined with the corpse control technique of the Corpse Ghost Sect.

But how could Du Xichuan be willing to be controlled by Meng Tiandao?

Angry flames burned in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

But he was thinking in his heart that once Meng Tiandao lifted his shackles, he would immediately kill the other party and destroy the string of golden bells.

However, Meng Tiandao's eyes remained on Du Xichuan's face, but it seemed as if he had seen through his thoughts. He laughed and said, "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking, but I want to advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible.

Because the medicine bath during this period has planted evil poisons in your body. Long-term soaking allows the toxins to enter every pore, every inch of your skin, and every drop of blood.

Only by taking Martial Puppet Pill regularly can you save your life. Otherwise, your body will begin to ulcerate and countless poisonous insects will chew on your flesh and blood.

But you won’t die immediately, you will slowly turn into a pool of blood in the pain that lasts for a month.”

Du Xichuan felt a little nervous when he heard this, and felt sincerely afraid of Meng Tiandao, and gradually gave up resistance...

On the other side.

Fu Qingming took a purple pill and came to an antique room.

There was a wooden barrel in the room, and an old man in his eighties was soaked in black potion, leaving his head exposed.

A few white hair grew on his bare head, and there was no trace of blood on his wrinkled face, and his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

He is the old man of the Fu family. Fu Qingming's father Fu Cuishan was originally a strong man of the martial arts level, but he was inexplicably seriously ill.

Fu Qingming invited Doctor Sun but failed to cure it. Later, he accidentally learned that the Kyoto alchemy master Meng Tiandao was in Jiangzhou, so he went to ask Master Meng to treat the old man with a try. Unexpectedly, Master Meng was so happy.

Agreed.

After many twists and turns, Fu Qingming finally prepared all the medicines that Master Meng needed. Master Meng did not disappoint and refined the Ziyang Pill that could cure the old man.

Fu Qingming had no doubts and stuffed the Ziyang Pill into his father Fu Cuishan's mouth and asked Fu Chongyang to bring a cup of warm water to help Fu Cuishan take the pill.

"Father, you'll be fine soon."

Fu Qingming looked at Fu Cuishan with anticipation, waiting for Fu Cuishan's reaction after taking the medicine.

At this moment, Fu Duanwu rushed in, holding a cell phone that had not hung up the phone, with an anxious expression on his face.
Chapter completed!