Tyrant Sword Soul

Seeing this, Wang Yu and Lin Hui can only give up temporarily. As they were getting closer to the decisive battle, the two settled down to devote themselves to the cultivation, and began to close the papers that comprehend had obtained from the secret room.

The time of cultivation always goes by very quickly. When both of them are attentive to cultivation, the atmosphere of Shapang City is also tense.

“Xiao Hui, Brother Wang, if you are in a hurry, please leave Guan for a gathering.” Wang Yu and Lin Hui, who were immersed in the mystery of the document, also received Zhong Li’s secret technique transmission.

Wang Yu eyes opened suddenly, mysterious lines flashed under his eyes, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. He got up, his handsome face fainted with joy, the clerks in this secret realm were really not many treasures.

On the other side, Lin Hui, who also interrupted his cultivation due to Zhonglis transmission, also gained a lot.

An unremarkable teahouse in Shapang City.

Wang Yu’s blue silk white shirt, suave and handsome, walked into the teahouse, and the young man greeted him with a smile on his face: “Young Master, what do you want to drink?”

“Yajian.” Wang Yu’s deep eyes met the young man, shocked him all over, and after reacting, he led Wang Yu to the second floor.

Seeing Wang Yu entering the private room, Xiao Si muttered in his heart: “It seems that this Young Master is a profound mystery, and a single look makes my heart chill.”

He doesn’t know how much progress Wang Yu has made in the past few days of retreat is not the diligence of the cultivation base, but the battle strength is incomparable.

When Wang Yu entered the room, Zhong Li and Lin Hui had already arrived. He could clearly feel that Lin Hui’s imposing manner was also much stronger.

“Brother Wang, sit down.” Zhongli browses tightly knit, thinking deeply.

“What happened?” For Zhong Lizai asking them to leave the customs now, even if indifferent like Wang Yu, he was curious.

“This news, I’m afraid it’s not good for you.” Zhongli looked towards Wang Yu, looking very bad.

Wang Yu hearing this, the indifference on the face is a little more cautious.

“Zhong Family did not know where to find a very powerful young genius, about the age of Brother Wang, but has entered the realm of Martial Master. Brother Wang, please be careful.” Zhong Li has no intention today. Upon hearing this, immediately contacted Wang Yu and Lin Hui.

Wang Yu’s face is tense, and for him now, Martial Master is undoubtedly an unmatched existence. It happened that the other party was still a young genius of his age, which made him calm down because of a slight breakthrough. The most indispensable thing in this world is genius. He Wang Yu has the confidence to say that he is the best.

The news brought by Zhong Li really can’t be called, but also not useless. At least before the war started, Wang Yu realized his shortcomings and rectified them in time.

Leaving the teahouse, Wang Yu walked away calmly like Lin Family. Lin Hui followed behind him, also looking distressed.

“Have you thought of a way?” Lin Hui asked suddenly.

“Not yet. Martial Master, now I and him are like the next day. To defeat him, easier said than done?” Wang Yu is very clear, the more the crisis, the more calm he must be. Self-conflict.

“That’s right, the document!” Wang Yu light flashed, and turned to Lin Hui and said: “The book, maybe there is a way to crack it.”

Lin Family

Wang Yu returned to the room, read the documents carefully, and found a feasible method. Lingwu Pill is used to improve military force medicine pill. According to aptitude and absorption effect, the enhanced military force is also different.

There are still two days before the duel, Wang Yu went to Lin Kefeng and asked for several main spiritual medicines for refining Lingwu Pill. After Lin Hui knew, he agreed with his extortion behavior.

There are several remaining spiritual medicines, which Wang Yu basically purchased in the Medicine Ingredients Shop in Sapang City. Next, is the issue of refining.

Pill furnace, pill furnace, due to time issues, Wang Yu just tried his best to buy the best quality.

The scarlet fire burned in the four-ear medicine cauldron, Wang Yu put the spiritual medicine medicine ingredients into the pill furnace one after another in the order stated in the document, control the fire gradually, and simmer the spiritual medicine. Liquid. Then control the pill fire to purify them, and finally only the transparent liquid is left. With military force and pill fire, several strands of liquid spiritual medicine are slowly merged to form a pill shape.

“bang!” There was a buzzing in the small pill furnace, and a burst of black smoke rose.

Wang Yu frowned, thinking about the reason for the failure. Due to time issues, he only prepared two refining materials for Lingwu Pill, so he could only fail once.

For a long while, Wang Yu spit one mouthful of impure air lightly, after adjusting the state of cross-leg meditation, he started refining again.

Put spiritual medicine into the pill furnace in order, and directly use military force to cooperate with Danhuo refining spiritual medicine, and at the same time purify.

Because of being too concentrated, Wang Yu’s forehead fell one after another big beads of sweat. Cautiously refining and purifying, cautiously condensing pill. Suddenly, there was a scent of fragrance in the pill furnace, Wang Yu’s sweaty face, a very shallow smile at the corner of his mouth, Dan Cheng.

Wang Yu opened the pill furnace and took out a crystal clear and near-transparent medicine pill, the fragrance was not dispersed.

He put the medicine pill in his mouth, melts in the mouth, and turns it into a stream of heat, which flows through the meridian and meets at the dantian. Wang Yu controlled within the body military force and cycled for hundreds of weeks to maximize the absorption of medicine efficacy.

“Boom.” Lin Hui knocked on Wang Yu’s door, and when the door opened, he showed the handsome face of a young boy with high-spirited and vigorous.

“Breakthrough? Congratulations!” Lin Hui said clearly.

“Grade 8 Martial Warrior.” Wang Yu smiled lightly, and his eyebrows that had been gloomy for a few days finally became brighter.