Catherine's breakthrough finally gave Zhuo Junyan a glimmer of light in his elite troop plan.
After getting twenty-one bottles of improved medicine, Zhuo Junyan called a group of soldiers who had been trained as a priority and used the system to make them immortal.
To his surprise, nineteen of the twenty people succeeded, and only one failed - the unlucky boy Wang Zhan.
I don’t know if it’s just good luck or the blessing of fate.
Unfortunately, there was no source of aliens to make new potions, so in the end I only got these nineteen.
What is actually lacking is not just potions, because this itself also consumes the purchase slots in the magic column.
For example, the source of aliens obtained from Qingsongtang also includes five types: storm, plant, blazing sun, object control, and shaping. But in fact, in addition to the object control technique, there is also "goods", and the other four are in the alien spell column.
There is no "goods" in it.
In other words, even if Catherine concocts them one by one, Zhuo Junyan will have to kill several corresponding strangers to obtain the corresponding "goods" before he can bestow the magic.
What a real trouble.
The bottleneck still exists, but it has finally expanded.
Compared with the source of immortality, there are more sources of aliens in the art of controlling objects - probably because this is the territory of Wanjian Sect.
In this way, following the acquisition of nineteen immortal aliens, Zhuo Junyan soon obtained twenty-six more immortal aliens.
The acquisition of forty-five strangers allowed Zhuo Junyan's elite team to grow significantly. For this reason, Zhuo Junyan prioritized allocating a batch of Shaoxuan Pills to them to improve their cultivation progress.
This is accompanied by a lot of consumption.
Efficient training and expansion have caused the money in hand to decrease rapidly, and the deterrence value has been exhausted again.
Yu Weiyang, Jin Wuxin, and the others were all asking for money like crazy ghosts, which gave Zhuo Junyan a huge headache.
Fortunately, Yu Weiyang brought him good news today.
"The Wolf Gang of Dongling City and Shuiyuntang of Nanping City increased the protection fees in the city by 30%, causing public resentment to boil over and some people may not be able to survive."
Zhuo Junyan stared: "What happened? Who asked them to do it?"
Yu Weiyang smiled: "We collected ten thousand taels of silver from their family. If they want to get the money back, they will naturally have to find someone below to collect it."
"What a joke!" Zhuo Junyan slapped the back of the chair: "If I want to squeeze the people's wealth, I need them to do it? Wouldn't it be better to go and grab it myself?"
"I warned them not to do this. But they said that since the money has been paid, Junwei cannot go too far and must give them a way out?"
Zhuo Junyan's eyes were ferocious: "A way out? Take their money, let them live and continue to do their original work, just give them a way out! Do they really think that I am one of those officials who gave the money and the matter will be over? Then what do they want to do?
What can we do?"
It's a pity that his majesty is no longer useful to Yu Weiyang.
Yu Weiyang stretched her beauty and smiled like a spring flower: "They do think so. Originally, I could force them not to do this, but I think... you prefer majesty, you have to give the bad guys some opportunities to make mistakes."
Hearing this, Zhuo Junyan looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Okay! That's good! You have to give these villains some opportunities to make mistakes, otherwise where can I show off my power? Let Zhang Qijin and the others go out and kill the two families.
All the gangs have been wiped out. We are short of money right now, and the team has recently obtained a magical skill, so we need to practice it in actual combat!"
He clenched his iron fist and said with a thunderous voice: "Silver, deterrence, and peace, I want them all!"
As soon as Zhuo Junyan said this, the martial arts road in southern Luozhou was once again in turmoil!
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"Run!"
Amid the stern shouts, a group of warriors with knives and swords were running wildly in the vast wilderness.
Iron hooves galloped behind, and the cavalry galloped.
A large number of warriors galloped on horseback, and arrows rained down from the sky. They flashed past like wind and lightning, passing through the bodies of several warriors and pinning them to the ground.
Some of the arrows have barbs on them, which make it difficult to pull them out after being pierced. It looks like thorns growing in the body, and the body is covered in blood, which is hideous and terrifying.
A majestic warrior was hit by an arrow and knelt down, holding his sword on the ground and spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
"Senior brother!" A woman in red who was running in front stopped and started to run back, but was held back by other classmates.
The big man's beard was trembling and he shouted: "You guys, hurry up, the Hongchen Inn is ahead of you! Once you enter the inn, they won't dare to chase you!"
The woman in red glanced at the big man with tearful eyes, and finally left crying.
Then he saw the cavalry coming from behind like a hurricane, surrounding several people who had been hit by arrows.
The leader of the group has a beard as sharp as an iron brush, indicating that the wind is blowing.
Looking into the distance, he raised his arms and ordered the cavalry to stop pursuing.
Zhang Qijin rode his horse and rushed over, shouting: "Old Tie, those guys are still running? Why did they stop?"
Shen Shengnan, dressed in a green shirt, rushed after him and said loudly: "Ahead is the Hongchen Inn."
"Hongchen Inn?" Zhang Qijin narrowed his eyes: "I understand, I will report to the lord!"
He rode back to catch up.
Behind the cavalry, Zhuo Junyan was sitting in the carriage and reading a book.
This kind of battle does not require him to do it himself, he can just follow behind to act as a deterrent.
So when I have nothing to do, I just read books and make continuous achievements.
Zhang Qijin arrived quickly, jumped off his horse and knelt down in front of the chariot: "My lord! The Hongchen Inn is in front of us. Those who escaped have all gone to the inn."
Zhuo Junyan put down the book: "Hongchen Inn? Interesting."
This is an inn located in the wilderness, with a fence dividing a wide area in the open space.
There is no one around, except for an inn, there is nothing. Under normal circumstances, there is naturally no business.
There is a sword stuck on the big stone in front of the inn.
A long, narrow, sharp sword.
Buddha's Sword of Wrath.
The sword is not unusual.
It's not particularly sharp, nor does it have any powerful blessings.
What makes it famous is people.
It is said that since this sword came out, it has been mastered by seven people, all of whom were strong men.
A peerless strongman from the Buddha's Angry Sect.
There is only one person in every generation of the Buddha's Nu Sect, and if he walks alone in the world, he is the one who aspires to be the best.
This generation's descendant of the Buddha's Nu Sect is called Su Jinze.
Red Dust Swordsman Su Jinze.
He is powerful and has defeated countless strong men, heroes and warriors in his life.
Later, he retired to the countryside and built the Hongchen Inn.
The Buddha's angry sword was inserted into the huge stone, and a place was set up to protect it.
Anyone who enters here will be protected by Hongchen Inn.
Until now, this place is still listed as one of the forbidden areas in the world. No matter how many grievances there are, no one is allowed to enter here.
At this time, in the lobby of the Hongchen Inn, a large group of warriors gathered here, all of them frowning and sighing, while some were minding their own injuries.
A young man visiting at the door hurried back and said excitedly: "They stopped, they stopped chasing."
A white-haired man breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, Scarface is also afraid of Master Su."
Another warrior said angrily: "Damn Junwei Trading Company, damn Zhuo Junyan, they rely on firearms and are tyrannical. They only want to attack the court, but they don't even let the Jianghu people go. Do you really think we are so easy to mess with?"
He said this in a tone as if he was not being hunted, but coming to hunt him down.
The woman in red from before looked at him and said coldly: "When Zhang Mingyue of Feiying Fort was killed and Feiying Fort was destroyed, I said that warriors from all over the country should unite to fight against Nanyue Lord, but what did you do?
Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door and doesn’t care about the frost on other people’s roofs. What’s the result? It’s like this now.”
"Shut up! Wang Hongyuan, you are only a third-level martial artist, do you deserve to be so arrogant here?" the previous martial artist said angrily.
Wang Hongyuan was so angry that her whole body trembled: "I will talk to you about reason, but you will talk to me about martial arts?"
"We are all quacks, what's the point? If you have the ability, go talk to that scar-faced man!"
"Without an organization, even with Su Daxia here, it will be difficult to deal with it. Is it possible that we can really stay here for the rest of our lives?"
"Besides, you have to pay."
Everyone was silent together.
The accommodation fee at Hongchen Inn is not cheap!
"Cough, cough." Several light coughs came.
Everyone looked up and saw a middle-aged man on the second floor looking over with a smile.
With his slender face, he seemed to be somewhat dashing, somewhat calm, and even more confident. It was obvious that he was also a handsome man when he was young.
It is Su Jinze, the mortal swordsman.
He smiled and said: "People in the Jianghu are loose, organized but not organized, and mostly do their own thing, so it is inevitable that Zhuo Junyan will defeat them one by one. However, I believe that Zhuo Junyan will not be besieged here for a long time. If you don't come out, they will naturally
Retreat."
Wang Hongyuan stood up and said: "Master Su, there are many good masters of transformation in the south of Luozhou, but they are afraid of Zhuo Junyan's power and are unwilling to come forward. If Master Su is willing to climb high and call out, the mountain will call for hundreds of responses. If there are more officials and soldiers from the imperial court,
Together we can defeat Zhuo Junyan!"
Su Jinze smiled slightly, shook his head and walked away.
Seeing his performance, Wang Hongyuan became anxious and hurried upstairs.
Entering the room, you will see a picture of a roaring tiger hanging high in the elegant room.
Su Jinze sat under the painting, lying on the chair, drinking tea leisurely.
A wisp of cigarette smoke curled up in front of him, and the old god closed his eyes.
It feels a bit leisurely, elegant and quiet, and a bit fairy-like.
Standing at the door, Wang Hongyuan said: "Master Su!"
Su Jinze raised his hand to stop: "I'm just a businessman, I don't care about political affairs. Don't argue with me."
Wang Hongyuan was sad and angry: "You just said that people in Jianghu are loose, it turns out that you are also such a person."
Su Jinze then laughed: "It's good that I can leave a quiet place in this troubled world. What else do you want to ask for?"
As he said that, he opened his eyes and looked at Wang Hongyuan: "Of course, if you can agree to my small request, I won't mind making a trip for you. I am not responsible for whether it succeeds or not!"