Chapter 85: Darkness into a warehouse

After the two medicinal materials were separated, "A~~Qiu" a sneeze caught off guard, letting one of the two medicinal materials that the ancient master had worked so hard into the fire.
Without time to feel sorry for the medicine that died halfway through, Gu Zhong stared at the last single seedling in front of him, squinting his eyes and scanning the method of melting pills.
The aura in the body was mobilized, and the three medicines were quickly fused together. The aroma of the medicine in the alchemy pavilion reached its peak for a time, and the aura tightly surrounded the fused essence.
Then he compressed it with mental strength, and there was a sense of occlusion deep in his mind. When compressed to the later stage, Gu Zhong suddenly felt that he was not melting the pill, but that the pill was melting him.
Grandma's, I don't believe it anymore, after a day of tossing, I can't even get a pill.
I tried my best to compress the aura and increased the density of the aura to fuse the contained medicinal essence. For a long time, when Gu Zhong felt exhausted, the fragrance of the medicine dissipated, and a bright yellow round pellet appeared in front of Gu Zhong's eyes.
"Whhhhhhhhhhhhh finally finished...I knew it was so laborious, it would be better to spend 100 contribution value to exchange for one piece of trouble." Having said that, looking at the rolling hot pill in his hand, Gu Zhong felt Pride is born spontaneously.
Put away the small porcelain bottle for medicine. It was already midnight when Gu Zhong left the alchemy pavilion.
After this alchemy, Gu Zhong deeply understood the importance of an alchemist to a school. To put it bluntly, he is not a real alchemist, but only by relying on himself to practice the holy-level exercises, and is of the Holy Spirit constitution.
Then he tried it rashly, and as a result, it took seven or eight hours to refine the lowest first-grade pill, and he was exhausted and consumed most of his spiritual energy.
It's more tiring than dealing with the entire Qinglong Mountain.
Let Wanqing try another day. The ancient master returned to the school and fell asleep.
After the drinking and binge that day, the disciples quickly returned to the intense training, because each of them knew the store clearly, and the eight-liu sect had to bear more, and most of their dealings in the future would be A disciple of the eight-liu sect.
As a result, many disciples either followed Lin Chen's training in the training ground day and night, as if living a life in the army, or stayed in the room to cultivate mental methods and even forgot to eat and drink when they were selfless.
After all, since Gu Zhong refused to let Xue Wanqing manage the meals, but instead found a few canteen aunts from Heishan City to take care of the food for his disciples, the disciples no longer expected the time to eat.
Because of the disciples' hard work and study, more than ten days have passed. None of the disciples have been near the main hall, and no disciple noticed that there was a sudden addition of a building called Alchemy Pavilion behind the main hall.
Until one day, several disciples of the Gu Zhong School went down to investigate the situation of the various factions and finally returned to the mountain.
"Head..."
"The disciples have been away from the faction for many days, and they miss the head very much." Several disciples knelt down in front of Gu Zhong, and said in tears, and the Gu head shook his chair with a "thump" in his heart.
The self-satisfied expression immediately became serious, "Someone bullied you down the mountain?"
Unreasonable, my disciples were kindly sent down the mountain to help you solve your problems, and even ungrateful to bully my own disciples?
Do you think you have lived too long!
The disciples sent out have not returned, and Gu Zhong just treated the family forces in the city as having too much trouble. After all, not long after the Qinglong Mountain was destroyed, the disciples of the Cangshan faction had all been rigorously trained. .
At this juncture, there shouldn't be the attention of the Cangshan faction disciples.
"Master, you are misunderstood. We had a good time down the mountain... The big families served every day with delicious food and drink, as well as singing and dancing..." A disciple explained vaguely, then the disciple beside him Hit him a few times with his elbow.
The disciple's voice became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared.
"It doesn't look like I missed this seat, I'm afraid I am reluctant to leave Black Mountain City." Gu Zhong flicked his sleeves angrily. This group of unscrupulous melon babes, I just thought you were bullied and wanted to vent your anger.
Unexpectedly, I worked hard to study martial arts in the martial arts, but you were eating spicy food in Black Mountain City. The more Gu Zhong thought about it, the more heartbroken, and finally he simply went to the chair. It was completely a heart attack from a rebellious son. Looks like an old father.
"No, head, you misunderstood..."
When the disciples saw that the head was off by themselves, they suddenly panicked, and the self-blame in their hearts became deeper.
"We received the task assigned by the head to investigate their current situation among the major powers in Black Mountain City. Who knows that these cunning patriarchs and heads have met our brothers.
"It treats us as if we are waiting for a distinguished guest. It's more respectful than the head of yours."
Gu Zhong rolled his eyes when he heard the words, put a tongue out, lay on a chair and killed him, but he cursed in his heart, stinky boy, do you have to be clear when you are asked to investigate? Can you not investigate secretly? !
"Then a few of us lived in various sects in Black Mountain City for a day, without asking anything..."
Having said that, Gu Zhong rolled his eyes a few more times, vomiting blood, and the disciples were very frightened. At this time, one of the disciples seemed to have thought of something and mumbled: "In fact, this time we went down the mountain, we were not without gain. "
"I discovered that the patriarch of the Jiang family seems to have some negotiations with the forces of Jianlai City."
Hearing that Gu Zhong's expression improved slightly, it seemed that the disciples were not greedy for enjoyment, but remembered the task of this seat.
After being prompted by one of the disciples, other disciples also reported to Gu Zhonghui:
"Head, I also discovered that the Ling family and the Linghu family in Profound Sky City also have business contacts."
"Yejiazhuang and the Xiaoyao faction of Tianxuancheng seem to be related..."
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After a disciple’s report, Gu Zhong learned that most of the forces in the city had close practice with the clans and families of the outer city. No wonder they didn’t even visit any of them after the destruction of Qinglong Mountain.
There is no difficulty in business operation, so have you already found a big tree to enjoy the cold? The disciples of the Cangshan School are also respectful and respectful here.
This is to make me Cangshan Paikong an eight-liu sect name, but can't I exercise the right of the eight-liu sect? It's a good strategy, it really is a group of sinister and cunning old foxes.
Gu Zhong smiled coldly.
The disciples saw that the head had finally recovered their former wise martial arts, and smiled. Although they didn't look very happy, the tension in their hearts was still reduced. The tense nerves also loosened.