Seeing the disbelief in their eyes, Wei Chuan pursed his lips helplessly and said,"
"Undying Pill? Even the emperor who ruled the world couldn't eat it. Do you think I can refine it?”
I want to refine the Undying Pill!
A single pill formula cost 1 million luck value, not to mention the countless thousand-year-old spirit herbs that required millions of luck value to buy.
Even if he had the pill formula and spirit herbs, with his current alchemy skills, it was still hard to say whether he could cultivate it.
Fortunately, he still had at least 300 years of life. Even if he worked and rested for a day, he could still cultivate an immortal body before his life was over.
To him, the only thing he needed to consider was to not be lonely in the endless years to come.
"Immortality is just a dream. How can a mortal do that?"
"If it were up to me, those emperors would have achieved immortality long ago. What kind of spirit herbs could they not get?”
"Rumor has it that the Muchen Pearl is a divine pearl related to eternal life, but didn't those who obtained the Muchen Pearl all die? Even after death, you won't be able to live in peace."
Wei Chuan's lips curled up when he heard the words of the three.
Perhaps immortality was hard to say, but there were many ways to achieve immortality in this world.
Corpse Pill…Fallen Jade…Jade figurines…Bloodline…The Three Great Divine Pearls and so on.
Just Wang Zanghai alone…His physical body and memories might not have died yet. Countless designs were made just to appear in this world again.
Thinking of this, Wei Chuan narrowed his eyes and glanced at Blackie.
Little Black's bloodline was very special…However, it was different from divine beast blood.
Now that he thought about it, when he met Little Black back then, those serious injuries on Little Black's body... It didn't seem like it was caused by a human, but by a trap…His eyes also seemed to have been burned by strong light or flames.
Being stared at by Wei Chuan, Blackie's heart trembled. He adjusted his sunglasses and quickly put on that mischievous smile.
..............
Soon, midnight arrived.
Just as Wei Chuan had expected, just after 11:00, a large number of troops from Xie Ling and the warlords, led by Chen Yulou and Old Crooked Man Luo, left Ping Mountain in the dark. They took their guns and headed towards the mortuary at the foot of Ping Mountain.
Only a small group of people were left to guard the tomb and look at the funerary objects they had obtained this time. Some soldiers who were close to Deputy Yang were also tied up.
Wei Chuan only glanced at her for a moment before falling asleep again. After leaving this Bottle Mountain, he had a lot of things to do. He had to rest up.
Blackie couldn't stay idle and followed Chen Yulou and the others out.
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At the same time, Hua Maguai, who had brought a few brothers and pretended to be Adjutant Yang's soldiers, also came out of Ma Zhenbang's tent. The corners of his mouth curled up into a cold smile.
He made a gesture and led his brothers back into the dark mountain road ahead.
In the tent, Ma Zhenbang sat on the handsome chair, listening to the music on the record player, feeling very uncomfortable.
Seeing Ma Zhenbang's confident and relaxed look, the adjutant soldier lowered his body and said to Ma Zhenbang,
"Commander, can we trust that Yang fellow? He had followed Old Crooked Luo for three years, and he had rebelled just like that?”
"Ha, Old Crooked Luo…You're just a boorish man."
Hearing the words of the adjutant beside him, Ma Zhenbang waved the pipe in his hand disdainfully.
"What Old Crooked Luo can give to his subordinates, I, Ma Zhenbang, can also give. I can give even more!”
"How can following a boorish man compare to being a regiment commander in a regular army? I can give him power and wealth, so what can't he do? As long as he's honest, I won't be short of two mouthfuls of rice for him.”
After saying that, Ma Zhenbang took out a gold bar as thick as a baby's arm from a few bamboo baskets carried by the Hua Ma Gang people. He weighed it up and down and said,
"Do you see these gold and silver treasures? Tomorrow morning... There are still mountains of gold and silver waiting for us.”
"Pass down my order. Hide on the spot and surround this memorial hall. When Old Crooked Luo comes out with the treasure, tired and hungry, he will definitely come to this mortuary to settle down. At that time, he will directly wipe them out!”
"Yes, teacher!"
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As time passed, Chen Yulou and Old Crooked Man Luo led their men out of the Bottle Mountain. Under the cover of the night, they sneaked up the river bank.
After walking another two miles, they would be able to reach the mortuary.
The hundreds of men and horses ate some rations on the spot and squatted by the river bank to rest.
About two hours later, the sky gradually began to brighten.
Meanwhile, Hua Maguai had also brought a few of his brothers around the mortuary and rushed to the riverbank at the foot of Pingshan Mountain.
"How is it?"
Chen Yulou quickly went up to him when he saw Hua Ma turn back.
"Chief!"
Huamaguai took a deep breath and said slowly,"
"That Ma Zhenbang has more than five hundred guns under him. He even has heavy machine guns and small mortars. Now they are scattered in the forest around the mortuary, waiting for us to enter!”
As soon as Hua Maguai finished speaking, Old Crooked Luo gritted his teeth and cursed.
"Heavy machine guns and cannons? I will definitely kill this Ma Zhenbang with my own hands…"
Chen Yulou's expression changed slightly when he heard that the enemy had heavy firepower, but he still said in a deep voice,"
"Marshal Luo, don't be anxious."
"Let's take advantage of the fact that the sky hasn't brightened to sneak to the cliff behind them. After I fired, everyone fired at the same time. At that time, Luo Shuai, your thousand pounds of explosives... There's no need to save it."
"So what if it's a heavy machine gun or cannon? What can't be used is just scrap metal!”
"Deal!" Old Crooked Luo replied fiercely,
"With so many guns and explosives, I must leave them all in the mountains!”
Faced with his arch-enemy Ma Zhenbang's act of taking advantage of the situation, Old Crooked Luo was also furious, and his ruthlessness could not help but rise.
(To be honest, I really don't have any words.) If the readers felt that it was not good, it was because it was the author's first time writing and the pen was not strong enough. If he was criticized, he would accept it.）
(If you want to write down the number of chapters, write Centipede Corpse King Ma Zhenbang. The author definitely has a way to write ten chapters…)
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