Chapter 83 Spear and Shield
The black air rolled in, releasing a strange and subtle fragrance.
Ni Yu opened the wooden lid of the black pot, and his smoked face was filled with excitement and anticipation.
There was no dazzling colorful glow, nor the sound of a frying pan popping.
Ni Yu refined the pill according to the method in the "Notes on Refining Qi Gathering Pills" passed down by the young master.
However, inside the pot, there was only a strange black mass that was stuck together.
"Dan... Where's Dan?"
Ni Yu was dumbfounded.
Lu Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
As expected, the first time I tried to make the elixir, I failed.
It’s okay to fail. Lu Fan tapped his fingers on the wheelchair armrest. He needed to think about the reason for the failure.
"Each herb has been baptized by spiritual energy, and the spiritual petals of chrysanthemums have also been added. At least there is no problem with the materials... Is the problem with the pot?"
Ni Yu was very sad. He knelt in front of the black pot, looking at the black and indescribable mass. He had the urge to beat his chest and stamp his feet.
really……
She is good for nothing except eating.
"Xiao Ni, bring the pot over here."
Lu Fan said.
Ni Yu stopped feeling sad, stretched out his hand and pulled out the black thing.
Looking at the black, indescribable thing, Ni Yu inexplicably felt that it was a bit like sticky rice cake with sesame powder added, as if... could she try it? She found a clean white cloth and wrapped the black thing, then took the black pot and handed it to Lu Fan.
Ning Zhao and Nie Zhangqing were a little confused about what Lu Fan and Ni Yu were doing.
After watching for a while, the two continued to practice.
Jing Yue was watching with great interest.
"This pot... lacks some spirituality."
Lu Fan bent his index and middle fingers together, knocked on the black pot, narrowed his eyes, and muttered.
Since it lacks a little spirituality, why not give it some spirituality? Lu Fan's mind moved, and he checked the "Enlightenment Technique" in the system reward.
The Enlightenment Technique cannot be used on non-living things, but Lu Fan does not need the Black Pot to be born with intelligence. He only needs the Black Pot to have a trace of spirituality to facilitate alchemy.
Ni Yu was squatting aside, holding the black substance he had refined and sniffing it.
Jing Yue, carrying a yellow pear wood sword case on his back, came over curiously.
"Ni girl, what is this?"
Jing Yue asked.
"Young Master said... this is 'Dan'."
Ni Yu pursed his lips.
"Dan? Isn't this just a burnt sticky cake?"
Jing Yue curled the corner of his mouth.
"You also think it's sticky cake? Do you want to try it together?" Ni Yu's eyes lit up and he stared at Jing Yue hopefully.
Jing Yue waved his hands quickly.
He was afraid of being poisoned.
Ni Yu struggled for a long time in his heart between eating and not eating. Finally, he smeared a little with his finger and put it into his mouth.
The next moment, Ni Yu's eyes lit up.
Took a full bite.
“Baji, baji…”
Ni Yu's mouth was swollen as he chewed.
Jing Yue was extremely curious, "How is it?"
Ni Yu glanced at Jing Yue, then turned his back to him while holding the "sticky cake" and began to devour it, eating faster and faster...
After a while, he had eaten everything.
Ni Yu's eyes curved, he touched his belly, and let out a breath of satisfaction.
Jing Yue was speechless. This girl... eats everything.
Suddenly, Jing Yue's eyes narrowed.
Not only Jing Yue, but also Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao on the island in the middle of the lake opened their eyes.
Because they discovered that the spiritual energy on the island transformed into fish swimming around, rapidly converging in one direction...
A small vortex of spiritual energy formed above Ni Yu's head.
Jing Yue was shocked and tiptoed away from Ni Yu.
There is danger... run! Ning Zhao and Nie Zhangqing moved sideways and stared at Ni Yu...
However, wisps of spiritual energy were seen rapidly gathering towards Ni Yu's body.
Soon, Ni Yu, who originally had only one strand of spiritual energy in his body, absorbed and gathered two strands of spiritual energy...
"Yeah, I...made a breakthrough."
After a long time, Ni Yu's belated surprise was heard.
In the distance, Lu Fan naturally noticed this abnormality and was speechless.
Although it was not refined into a pill, the medicinal effect of that black mass of "pill residue" was actually not much weaker than that of an ordinary Qi Gathering Pill.
Lu Fan collected his thoughts.
Staring at the black pot in his hand, his mind was focused on the "Enlightenment Technique".
He put his index finger and middle finger together, and mobilized a strand of Lu Fan's soul strength, wrapping it around his fingertips, causing a ray of golden light to appear on his fingertips.
Lightly tap on the black pot.
"bite……"
The golden ripples continued to spread, spreading to the entire pot.
Lu Fan felt a little complicated. His first enlightenment was actually to give him a pot.
…
In East Lake, the cascading waterfall vents its emotions to its heart’s content.
In the Mohist mechanical city hidden in the mist, each Mohist disciple stood there.
Ah Zhu, dressed in red, looked like a fiery red mandala flower as she looked at the Xijun army on the other side of the cliff.
The Mohist Mechanical City is known as the most difficult city to attack in the world.
But……
Now, they are facing the West County Army, the most elite army in the world.
This is like the collision of a spear and a shield. Is the shield of the Mohist Mechanical City hard enough, or is the spear of the West County Army sharp enough? On the other side of the cliff, the Overlord stood on the chariot like a demon, with a dry sword on his back and his hair flying.
"To avenge the blood of the one hundred brothers who died!"
"For the glory of West County!"
"rush!"
The Overlord drew the long axe from his back and raised it up violently.
The roar exploded between the cliffs and continued to echo...
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Afterwards, the roar of the West County army also exploded at the same time.
The warriors led by the Xiliang army rushed out frantically, and they rushed towards the Mo family's mechanical city along the eighty-one iron chains.
The iron chain swung, making a cold sound.
No excessive greetings.
There was no hesitation.
The Overlord immediately ordered an attack on the city, not giving the Mohist Mechanical City any chance to breathe! The soldiers of Xiliang were indeed the most elite tiger and wolf division of the Great Zhou. They seemed to have no idea what fear was. Facing the thousand-foot cliff, they were fearless and rushed out excitedly, stepping on the iron chain and running away.
The mechanical city is connected to the wooden towers on the cliffs.
A small flag appeared in the hand of Ah Zhu, who was dressed in fiery red, and her flaming red lips slightly opened under the half-silver mask.
"Ballist Cart!"
"Turbo-shooter!"
"Mechanical beast!"
Every time Ah Zhu called out a name, she waved the small flag.
As the sword was waved, the Mohist disciples began to move.
On the city wall of the Mechanical City.
An ingenious device was set up and aimed at the charging Xiliang soldiers on the iron chains.
The dark clouds that had been accumulating in the sky for a long time finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Bean-sized raindrops turned into a bead curtain that stretched for thousands of miles and fell from the clouds. The sky and the earth were hazy, making the atmosphere even more solemn and solemn.
The raindrops hit the chains, the armor of the charging soldiers, the waving swords... and shattered into pieces.
"kill!"
Ah Zhu's red dress fluttered as she suddenly threw out the small flag in her hand.
The small flag floated out of the mechanical city, and was swallowed up by dense raindrops in an instant. It fell into the abyss along with the rushing waterfall! Thump! Thump! Thump! The sound of the mechanical gears turning in the crossbow cart exploded throughout the city.
Thick crossbow arrows were shot out, piercing through the dense raindrops and tearing the rain curtain into hollow arcs. Afterwards, dense crossbow arrows followed, whistling towards the Xiliang warriors on the eighty-one iron chains with a sound of breaking through the air.
The Xiliang warrior in the lead roared, his blood boiling, and he swung the long sword in his hand and slashed fiercely.
The knife and the crossbow collided.
The blade gradually broke into pieces. Before the warrior's roar faded, a crossbow arrow pierced his chest, and blood splattered three feet away. The huge impact caused the soldiers behind him to fall off the iron chain and fall into the abyss! However, the Xiliang warriors were fearless and climbed the iron chain quickly, one by one, madly resisting the crossbow arrows.
…
Mo Liuqi was wearing a conical hat and riding on a donkey's back, holding a bamboo pole in his hand with a carrot hanging on one end.
The donkey grunted and walked slowly after the carrot.
Suddenly, Mo Liuqi stood up on the donkey's back and looked towards the direction of the Mo family mechanical city in East Lake.
He took off his hat.
I stretched out my hand, and a round raindrop fell from the gloomy sky.
The raindrops faintly reflected a figure in red wearing a half-silver mask, dripping into his palm, breaking and splashing...
There was an inexplicable heaviness and suffocating pressure pressing on his chest.
His face turned slightly pale.
The rain was pouring down.
The earth was splashed with a hazy mist.
The scissors in Mo Liuqi's arms flew out automatically and cut the carrot string.
He swung the bamboo pole and hit the donkey's buttocks hard.
“Bang!”
The originally lazy donkey suddenly neighed, crushed the rain with its hooves, and ran away quickly.
…
The top of the mechanical city.
Surrounded by clouds and mist.
Mo Yichen, the world's number one assassin, stood there, letting the heavy rain soak his body. He slowly drew his sword, and the harsh sound of the sword rubbing against the scabbard shattered the raindrops.
He pinched a smiling mask and put it on slowly. The rain flowed down the edge of the mask and gathered on his chin, dripping like silk threads.
He can't laugh, so he can only use a mask to replace his smile.
Through the holes in the mask, Mo Yihen's sight pierced through the lingering clouds and stared at the burly Overlord standing on the chariot at the other end of the cliff.
This was his last mission.
Defend the Mechanical City and assassinate the Overlord of West County.
When the Overlord on the chariot moved.
Mo Yichen kept drawing his sword with a smiling mask on, and his long legs began to run along the roof of the city's tower in the rain!
Finally, he leaped forward, smashing countless raindrops.
The rain rolled by and his figure disappeared.
However, a vague murderous intent was passing through the rain.
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