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Chapter 88 The Art of Elixir

"It's a pity that I thought you were a member of Huangdan Society. I didn't expect that I misunderstood you as the Taoist master of Huangdan Society!" Jia Dazi, who was supported by two thugs, pointed at Xu Shun and cursed.

"One hand for money, the other hand for goods! Isn't that what you said?" Xu Shun said with a smile.

He didn't expect that, by some strange coincidence, this would happen.

Fate is so wonderful!
"Damn it! This is too much!" Jia Dazi, who was mocked by Hong Wen, turned over and sent out flying needles again.

Xu Shun dodged several flying black needles and said, "There are too many people here, so I can't use my skills. Do you dare to follow me outside the city?"

As he said this, he left a few pieces of silver and then jumped away like a big bird.

"Ouch, it hurts!" Jia Dazi turned over and sent flying needles, which also twisted his body. He had several broken ribs, and when he turned over, how could it not hurt?
The white Taoist glanced at Jia Dazi and said nothing. He also chased Xu Shun like a big bird.

He was at the fifth level of the Spiritual Divine Realm, and he had magical instruments and elixirs on him. There would be other people from the Alchemy Society arriving soon, so he was not very afraid of Xu Shun.

"Let's chase them too!" Jia Dazi shouted loudly, and then secretly said to the two henchmen: "Slow down! Let's see what's going on!"

It depends on the situation, meaning that if something goes wrong, they will run away.

One is a sword cultivator who seems to have unknown origins, and the other is from the Huangdan Society. They are just country folk, and they are simply not worth offending!

Losing money is a loss, but you can only have money if you have life.

Jia Dazi saw it very clearly.

Ah Ye and another henchman nodded.

Dazai is confused about small things but smart about big things. They may not make money by following him, but they will not lose their lives in vain.

Bai Daoren quickly found Xu Shun outside the city, or rather, Xu Shun was waiting for him.

"Your Huangdan Society only has the magic elixir? Do you have any other elixirs?" Xu Shun asked when he saw the man in white coming.

The man in white said nothing. The whisk in his hand flew out and came towards Xu Shun's face.

A cultivator in the spiritual realm can use his magic power to slowly nourish a magic weapon, and by combining it with some skills, he can make the magic weapon fly within three feet around his body and use his arms and fingers.

This cannot be considered as controlling things, it can only be considered as manipulating things.

The whisk is composed of a handle and a bristle bundle. Normally, monks use the whisk by pulling, shaking, sweeping, poking, and flicking, but the monks of the Huangdan Society take a different approach.

The entire handle of the whisk they used was made of cold iron, especially the area between the handle and the bristles, which was extremely heavy.

The whisk looks like a whisk, but it is actually a solid iron hammer, which is perfect for dealing with foolish men and women.

Just a gentle tap and he will fall into deep sleep like a baby.

Combined with the art of manipulating objects, even a millstone will be smashed into pieces with one blow!
If Jia Dazi wasn't born with a different species and thick skin and flesh, he would have been killed by that blow!

When Bai Daoren saw the flying hammer coming towards Xu Shun like a meteor, he felt uneasy and slapped the yellow gourd on his waist again!

Black smoke immediately came out of the yellow gourd, and then a fire crow covered in flames emerged from the gourd mouth. One after another, in the blink of an eye, countless fire crows flew towards Xu Shun with a cackling sound.

"Instead of practicing well, you're doing all these fancy things!" Xu Shun saw the whisk flying over, pulled out the dragon-shou sword behind him, and slashed at the whisk.

He had already seen that this Taoist practiced more methods to protect the Tao and less to practice the true Tao.

With a "ding" sound, Xu Shun chopped Fochen away. Fortunately, Fochen was made of solid cold iron, otherwise it might have been chopped into two halves by the Chishou sword.

Xu Shun made a seal with his left hand, and his magic power turned into a biting cold wind according to his will.

"Frost!"

A biting cold wind suddenly appeared, turning this early spring day into the coldest time of winter.

No, it's colder than the coldest months of winter!
The fiery red burning Fire Crow suddenly wilted when it encountered this kind of spell, and the flames on its body were extinguished a lot.

Xu Shun chopped off a few fire crows, and in a few steps he came to the front of Bai Daoren, chopping him on the head with the Chi Shou sword in his hand. Bai Daoren sighed inwardly when he saw Xu Shun coming.

Sword cultivators are a nuisance. A sword is enough to deal with most situations, but if you know some magic, it will be very tricky.

It is indeed a top-notch self-defense method!

pity……

He flipped his hand, took out a few pills, and threw them at Xu Shun. Then he rolled backwards like a donkey.

Several pills collided with each other in the air, and then a huge explosion occurred in the air!

Boom boom boom" sounded like thunder from the sky.

The man in white turned up from the ground and sneered when he saw the black smoke rising from the explosion.

Whisk and Fire Crow can only deal with ordinary enemies, and these pills are the specialties of the Huangdan Society!

Huangdanhui has more than just magical pills!
During the process of refining the elixir, the elixir furnace may explode.

So, is it possible to refine a pill that can explode?
It can not only accumulate experience in alchemy, but also protect the way and resist the enemy, which is really wonderful!

In the Huangdan Society, such pills are called "fire pills" and the elixir is called "white pill"!
The black smoke dissipated, and Xu Shun came out unharmed, holding a spell in his left hand and a sword in his right hand.

"Good! What a great swordsman!" When Bai Daoren saw Xu Shun who was unharmed, he felt that Xu Shun was in trouble, but so what!
He turned around and threw a handful of fire pills at Xu Shun!

Relying on the fire pill, he once killed cultivators in the Dragon and Tiger Stage!

“No matter how high your cultivation is, you’re still afraid of the Fire Pill!” “With the Fire Pill in place, even becoming an immortal is difficult!” The Fire Pill solved a lot of troubles for the Huangdan Society!

Bai Dan makes money while Huo Dan protects the Dao, and it is precisely this combination of civil and military skills that has allowed the Huang Dan Society to develop rapidly over the past decade.

"Die! Die for me!" After the Taoist priest in white fired the fire pill, he rolled backwards.

The Fire Dan is blind, and every year there are fools killed by the Fire Dan in the Huangdan Society.

Xu Shun looked at the densely packed fire pills, and a thousand alpaca horses were running through his heart.

The first cultivator he fought after going down the mountain was not using divine thunder, but hand grenades!

Still a bunch of grenades.

Is this the art of alchemy?
There is no way to continue fighting like this. Who knows how many fire pills the Taoist priest Huangdan has?
"Go!" Xu Shun made a prompt decision. The dragon-shou sword in his hand flew towards the Taoist priest Huang Danhui like an arrow, while he rolled to the side and lay down.

The "boom boom boom" sound of the explosion made Jia Dazi and his two thugs who were hiding in the distance turn pale.

"Damn it! The Huang Dan Society cannot be underestimated!" Jia Dazi said, covering his ears.

The explosion was so loud that it hurt his ears.

"Big brother, who do you think will win?" Ah Ye said seriously from the side.

"What did you say? I can't hear you!" Jia Dazi was at a loss. He only saw his men talking but couldn't hear what they were saying.

Ah Ye took his hands off his ears and said, "Big Son, who will win?"

"Huang Dan will definitely win!" said Jia Dazi.

If Huang Dan wins, he can get back some of his five-colored magic sand.

As for the other part, it is of course Huang Danhui’s hard work fee!

The world of cultivating immortals is full of human relationships and past events.

(End of this chapter)