The King of Black Fog

"The situation is turning grim," one said.

"Hasn't it always been like this?" came the reply.

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Eagles soar through the sky, fish dart in the shallow waters,...

Chapter 233 Bloodshed in the Deer Ear Gate Waterway

The boiling tea emitted a sharp hissing sound.

Steam burst open the kettle lid with a sudden popping sound. Zheng Chenggong took the kettle down and poured the water into a cup.

"Is this the water the Immortal Master gave to Lord Guo?" Yang Ying lowered his voice, his eyes fixed on the tea.

"Yes." Zheng Chenggong put down the teapot.

He now drinks snowmelt water and takes elixirs to prevent anyone from poisoning his food.

Although there is the king cobra as an "antidote," one still needs to taste the venom and bite the poisoned person, and this process takes time.

"Why doesn't Lord Guoxing ask the immortal master to give us more? With an immortal pill that lasts for seven days (for ordinary people), we won't have to worry about food anymore, and we can also bring more firearms."

Like Yang Chaodong, the assistant commander of the central army, many soldiers looked at Zheng Chenggong with anticipation and curiosity.

The immortal master said that neither this water nor the elixir can prolong life; at most, they can regulate the body. However, the immortal's things are as significant as the lunar soil from 2022.

Zheng Chenggong gave a wry smile. How could he not have asked the other party for help when he was given the elixir of immortality?

The immortal master dismissed him with a single sentence: "Making Prince Zheng take elixirs is already going against the will of Heaven. Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for me."

"Alright, the Immortal Master has his own arrangements for these matters." Zheng Chenggong waved his hand, signaling everyone to refocus their attention. "Next, let's discuss the attack on Taiwan tomorrow, He Bin."

"exist."

"Tomorrow you will sit at the head of the ship and guide the fleet, bypassing the Dutch forts and forcibly landing."

"yes!"

"Huang Zhao".

"exist!"

"Once I land on the island, the red-haired devils will surely send men to intercept me. You lead five hundred men to meet them. The red-haired devils are arrogant and will definitely underestimate us. We can take this opportunity to annihilate their commander."

"yes!"

"Yang Xiang, you lead 500 rattan shield bearers to flank the enemy on their left flank."

"yes!"

"Xiao Zhenchen".

"exist!"

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On a pillar in the corner of the cabin, a black and gold king cobra was coiled.

A slender snake tail hooked onto a concealed lantern, the golden vertical child's eyes were slightly narrowed, its forked tongue flicking, constantly sensing whether there was poison in the air, guarding Zheng Chenggong.

The snake's eyes suddenly lowered, looking down at Zheng Chenggong's feet, and a cat yawned in the shadow.

Azure light danced and stretched out a net of light within the cabin.

Yaochi gently pushed her finger, and the teacup on the table shot out. The emerald light suddenly gathered, wrapping around the teacup, preventing it from moving forward or falling.

The teacup swayed slightly in the emerald light, gradually being devoured, with dust and powder scattering everywhere.

"Bang!"

When it was half its original size, the teacup suddenly cracked and fell to the ground.

The emerald light swirled and flew back into Li Changzhou's palm. It was a vibrant green, like a wriggling green snake, about the length of a little finger, and was the Emerald Bee Sword.

"In just two hours, your swordsmanship has already surpassed that of 'Who knows me across the four seas, my sword sweeps across the sky several times'," Yaochi exclaimed in admiration.

She also read the sword-controlling techniques recorded in "Sword Controlling the Nine Heavens." For an ordinary person to reach Li Changzhou's level, it would take more than ten or twenty years of hard training.

Even though Li Changzhou was highly skilled, focused, and had long since become one with the Emerald Bee Sword, his learning speed was still inconceivable.

Li Changzhou shook his head: "It's slow enough, and it hasn't truly reached the level of 'using the body as one's arm, and the arm as one's fingers, changing with ease and without difficulty, with man and sword as one.'"

In 1928, he learned three things—"whole force," "nine-turn continuous mandarin duck kick," and "Bagua Palm"—in just one battle with the master of the Vulcan Hall, and he didn't need to use them for an hour.

"Lanlan, how are you doing with your studies?" Li Qianxia asked the other wielder of the Emerald Bee Sword.

“I’m not interested in martial arts skills.” Yang Qinglan picked up her teacup.

"Looks like you're not as fast at learning as my brother!" It's as if you're not as fast at learning as she is.

Yang Qinglan put down her teacup, looked at Li Qianxia, ​​and said calmly, "Shall we have your brother compete with me in alchemy and other natural skills?"

"Hmph, my brother just doesn't want to learn. If he wanted to, he would definitely be no worse than you."

"Don't talk nonsense. If I could learn it, I would have learned it long ago." The blue light swirled and flew back into Li Changzhou's sleeve.

Li Changzhou had reviewed the pharmacology of the elixir prescription, and it began with: "The five internal organs must maintain a balance. If one organ is imbalanced, the organ it overcomes must balance it; this is what it means. Therefore, it is said that when there is ample food, one prospers; when there is no food, one perishes. When water is depleted, vitality dissipates; when food is consumed, the defensive qi perishes..."

It also says: When water enters the meridians, blood is formed; when grain enters the stomach, the pulse channels are opened. Therefore, blood must be nourished and defensive qi must be warmed. When blood is warm and defensive qi is harmonious, the circulation of qi and blood will be smooth, and one will live a long and healthy life.

What is that?

Is this alchemy?

Where are fists, kicks, and weapons? Head-on collisions are the most fun!

In terms of hand-to-hand combat and weapons, Li Changzhou is even better than those professional players who reach the top of the national server after playing the game for only a month. He doesn't find anything difficult, and even if there are, he can solve them immediately as long as he thinks about them for a moment.

If he were alone, he might think: Isn't it really that simple?

But by comparing myself to others, I realized how difficult things really were.

It's like some people who start to enjoy playing games, but ten years later, they can't play games because of work and remain at the Silver rank—he can't understand these kinds of people.

'Sigh, if only the pharmacology of the pill formula could be as simple and straightforward as this analogy, in plain language, with annotations, I definitely wouldn't be so clueless.' Li Changzhou sighed inwardly, much like a Bronze-level cultivator who failed to advance to Silver, extremely stubborn.

"By the way, who's going to take this?" Yaochi tossed out a storage bag.

"Sister Yaochi, don't you want it anymore?"

"I only wanted what was inside. Now that I've seen everything, I don't want these props that men used to carry around." Yaochi smiled, her tone disdainful.

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