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Chapter 325 The Zou familys recipe

call!

Thinking of this, Wang Biqin didn't hesitate at all, and rushed towards the gate of the manor in a flash.

He originally thought about competing with Yingmen, but after guessing Ling Hao's identity, he no longer had any luck.

In front of Xiwang Lingshuai, not to mention the few people he brought, even the entire Wang clan combined might not be enough to fill his teeth.

The Chu Family Valve is the best example!

That was a serious family member of the Tianzi family. He was an order of magnitude stronger than the Wang family. As a result, he was almost killed by the entire family of the King of the West.

"Still want to run?" He had just taken a few steps when Han Yue's voice rang out, and at the same time a sword light shot out.

laugh!

The sword flashed past the knee of his right leg, and one of his lower legs immediately fell to the ground, and he fell headlong.

"Ah" a cry of pain came out.

"Don't kill me." Looking at Han Yue walking towards him, Wang Biqin couldn't even care about the severe pain in his leg and quickly begged for mercy.

"The person who took action against your Yingmen Black Duke is from Mo Pavilion. He is in the Wang family compound now."

"That formula is also what Mo Ge wants. They asked the Wang family to send people to the Zou family."

Facing death, he no longer cared about the consequences.

After hearing his words, Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had already made a guess about this result, which was also in line with Mo Ge's style of doing things.

"Where is the great elder's grandson?" At this time, Fan Xihan ran over.

"He tried to escape a few days ago, but he was already killed by my people," Wang Biqin responded in a trembling voice.

"Ah... my grandson." Hearing this, Cheng Wu looked up to the sky and shouted, bursting into tears, and instantly aged several dozen years.

He did not hesitate to betray the Fan family just to give his grandson a way to survive, but he never expected that his grandson was already a lonely soul!

"

You are such a bastard!" Fan Xihan was extremely angry.

"Behead him!" Ling Hao said in a deep voice.

"No," Wang Biqin's soul trembled.

puff!

Before he could finish his words, Han Yue chopped off his head with one sword, and a head rose into the sky, with an endless look of unwillingness on his face.

Before coming today, he never dreamed that it would be such a result, that he would die like this!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the same time, the last three guests of the Wang family also fell down and lay motionless on the ground.

"Thank you, Mr. Ling, for your great kindness to our Fan family!" After a while, Fan Yuanhong led a group of Fan family members to kneel down in front of Ling Hao.

"From now on, if Master Ling has any assignments, the Fan family will be there without hesitation!"

"Thank you, Mr. Ling!" Others also spoke loudly at the same time.

Although they didn't know Ling Hao's specific identity, they had learned from Fan Xihan that his last name was Ling, so they called him Mr. Ling.

Today, if the other party had not appeared, the Fan family would have really been removed from Kunzhou!

Ling Hao saved the lives of a large family!

"Master Fan, you're welcome, please get up!" Ling Hao raised his hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Ling!" Fan Yuanhong kowtowed to Ling Hao and led everyone to stand up.

Then, he looked at Hanyue and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Lord Hanyue, for saving your life!"

"Master Fan is so polite!" Han Yue responded.

"Brother Ling, Sister Hanyue, thank you!" Fan Xihan came to the two of them and said with gratitude on her face.

"You're welcome, Miss Han, it's just a little effort!" Ling Hao smiled faintly.

There’s nothing else to do here, let’s take our leave now!”

"Master Ling, please wait a moment!" Fan Yuanhong said loudly.

Then, he took out a piece of yellowed rice paper from his body and handed it to Ling Hao.

"Young Master Ling, this is the formula that the Wang family wants. I don't know what to use it for."

"But the head of the Zou family has repeatedly emphasized that it must not fall into the hands of thieves. It should not be an ordinary thing. Ling is very knowledgeable. I wonder if he knows?"

"Let me take a look." Ling Hao took the rice paper and read it.

"No wonder!" After a while, Ling Hao's eyes lit up slightly.

"Master Ling, do you know what formula this is?" Seeing Ling Hao's expression, Fan Yuanhong asked, and the others also looked over with curiosity.

"This is a recipe for making pills." Ling Hao nodded.

"Recipe for making pills?" Fan Yuanhong was slightly stunned.

"Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded again to introduce it to everyone.

"During the thousands of years of history of Daxia, many kings of the past dynasties were almost obsessed with the elixir of immortality, and there were a large number of elixir-making wizards gathered in the palace."

"Although no one has ever been able to truly refine an elixir of immortality since ancient times, it has promoted the rapid development of alchemy."

"Various categories of elixirs have also emerged, some aimed at prolonging life, some at strengthening the body, and some at beautifying the skin."

"The largest category among them is for warriors, such as Qi Condensing Pill, Qi-increasing Pill, Yuan-Zeng Dan, etc., with various names. The ultimate purpose is to improve the warrior's combat power or cultivation level."

Having said this, Ling Hao returned the formula in his hand to Fan Yuanhong.

"If your guess is correct, the Zou family's elixir-making formula should have originated from the previous dynasty and was specially used to refine elixirs to improve warriors' cultivation."

"This is also the reason why Mo Ge wants this formula.

because!"

The reason why he could recognize it at a glance as an elixir-making formula for warriors was naturally because he had seen similar things in Xuanmen.

Xuanmen, as a holy land of medicine that has been passed down for thousands of years in Daxia, has collected hundreds of thousands of formulas for various types of elixirs, many of which are used to improve cultivation.

However, most of them are aimed at warriors below the God of War level, so Ling Hao is not interested.

Based on his preliminary judgment, the Zou family's formula should be effective for warriors below the War Lord.

This is naturally very attractive to Mo Pavilion. If it can be successfully refined, Mo Pavilion's mid-to-low-end combat power will definitely increase by several orders of magnitude.

"That's it!" Everyone in the Fan family finally understood.

"Young Master Ling, the last wish of the head of the Zou family is not to let this formula fall into the hands of thieves. If it is left to our Fan family, it will be difficult for the Fan family to guarantee this." Fan Yuanhong continued after thinking for a while.

"Fan has a heartless request, and I hope Mr. Ling can fulfill it!"

"Do you want Yingmen to keep this formula for you?" Ling Hao naturally understood what he meant.

"Exactly!" Fan Yuanhong nodded in response.

"This formula is a priceless treasure. Head Fan is willing to hand it over to the Yingmen?" Ling Hao smiled faintly.

I have a high opinion of Fan Yuanhong in my heart. There are not many people who can give up such a treasure!

"Young Master Ling is joking!" Fan Yuanhong responded, "This recipe is not from the Fan family in the first place, so why bother with it!"

"Fan's biggest wish is to fulfill the last wish of the head of the Zou family. If Mr. Ling can accept this formula, he will be doing me, Fan, a huge favor."

"Then let's do this!" Ling Hao said after thinking for a moment.

"This formula is stored in the Shadow Gate. If the Fan family leader needs it, he can take it away at any time!"


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