Immortal and evil martial arts, starting from picking up experience

"Bai Ya, one point and two..."

Qin Huai was quite surprised when he asked about the prices of various medicinal materials.

Nine Dragons Gate is worthy of being a bulk, these rare medicinal materials are not only available, but the price is very ordinary.

He didn't include the lake either, and exchanged all sixty points into medicinal materials in one go.

They are all essential tonic medicines for practicing golden blood.

"Bumper!"

"He is really a countryman, and he has never seen the world at all."

Around, the voice of sarcasm is even worse.

But Qin Huai didn't care.

Because these people are clowns to him, soon to be amazed by his own talent.

He returned to the room and began to refine the big medicine on the spot.

"These sixty points are enough for me to restore most of my golden blood."

Qin Huai smelled the more intense medicinal fragrance and was full of energy.

half an hour.

Qin Huai put all the freshly baked medicine into his mouth.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, urging Xue Xin to respect the Dharma.

The powerful medicinal power condensed in Qin Huai's body.

The golden blood, which was originally the size of a grain of rice, began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye at the dantian.

Soon, Golden Blood recovered to about [-]% of its original level.

call!

Around Jinxue, there was a strong wind.

Wrapped in the white airflow, the white dragon began to 'breed' quickly.

And the purple arcs that were originally scattered everywhere also began to condense in the same direction.

"It's getting better..."

Chapter 99 Armor is like a white tiger, and people have great ambitions (5k)

Outside Pingnan City.

On an official road on top of an inconspicuous mountain.

There are hundreds of riders wearing black robes stretching for ten miles, and there are nearly a hundred horse-drawn carriages in the middle. They walk on the road and press the plain official road with deep grinding marks, and the coarse cloth covering the goods is stained with blood, which is quite mysterious.

On the top of the mountain, several figures in black robes stopped.

Looking towards the direction of Pingnan City.

"My lord, Hu Guanpan's tribe has been completely wiped out, and today's Pingnan City has been taken over by Song Ya's army from Lingjiang County."

One of them knelt on one knee and reported to the leading bald man.

The bald man looked at the fierce battlefield in the distance, and frowned slightly, "Tsk, it's a pity, if we didn't meet those bastards from the Sacred Heart Sect on the way, we would have arrived a few months ago."

"I don't know what's going on with them, they sent so many people so far away to a small place like Lingjiang and Pingnan..."

"Then what about our batch of white tiger beetles? Without Hu Guanpan, the cropland that has been cultivated for many years, it will not be easy for us to find people who are willing to be white mice."

The tall slender man at the side said in a deep voice.

"What are you afraid of? This baby can be connected with flesh and blood, increase combat power, and make ordinary soldiers as powerful as monsters. Where can I find no one to take over?"

"As long as you are a little ambitious, you will definitely be hooked if you have been in touch for two years."

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of the bald man's mouth.

But looking at the barrenness in the distance, I still can't help feeling sorry.

If Hu Guanpan's army was equipped with his own white tiger armor, it would not be as simple as four thousand soldiers.

It is a monster who has practiced the Sifang Tiger Wolf Art, knows the Sifang Tiger Wolf Formation...and has strict discipline.

Once such an army is born, it will inevitably become famous in a short period of time.

Coupled with their secret help from Baiqishan, it is enough to wrestle with Lingjiang County head-on.

This is exactly what Baiqi Mountain is happy to see, because it will provide them with a lot of combat experience and specimens for research.At the same time, it is also what Hu Guanpan pointed out, which can be said to be the best of both worlds.

Of course, this white tiger armor now has a little flaw.

It's just a little unstable, and if you are not careful, you may explode and die, or you may become a monster.

At the same time, this kind of white tiger armor also has a little impact on the cognition of ordinary people. If it is exposed, there is a risk of being mobilized and punished.

But if there are no defects and risks,

This white tiger armor is also not in the turn of Hu Guanpan, the small city lord of Pingnan City.

"Hey, Sacred Heart teaches these lunatics, and one day they will all be killed!"

The bald man was furious.

"My lord! I caught a kid in the woods."

One person walked over with a figure in stride.

"Isn't it enough to kill it?"

The bald man is upset.

"He has the three-legged red tripod jade from Baiqi Mountain on his body."

"Oh?"

The bald man turned his head and looked at the bewildered young man.

"Where did you get this three-legged red tripod jade?"

He took the jade, it was indeed from their Baiqi Mountain.

"I...I don't know...Maybe my master...No, probably my father gave it to me."

The young man shook his head blankly.

His eyes were a little dull.

The boy was exactly Hu Jinghai who was forced into the tree hole by Qin Huai and escaped by luck.

When he was in the city lord's mansion, he was stunned by his father's glass of wine. On the way, he seemed to hear the call of the master and smell the strong smell of blood.

In the end, he heard a command from his master, and the world fell into darkness.

Wait until you wake up again,

I was already in a tree hole in the ice and snow.

He originally wanted to go back to Pingnan to find out, but found that he didn't know where he was, and walked for several days in a daze before he found this 'caravan' in the mountains.

But now it seems... the other party does not seem to be a caravan.

"Father?"

The bald man raised his eyebrows and carefully scrutinized the boy's appearance.

"Your father's name is Hu Guanpan, right?"

"You know my father?!" Hu Jinghai's eyes suddenly brightened, "How is the war in Pingnan? How is my father?"

"Pingnan's monsters have been eliminated, but Hu Guanpan and his army should have all been wiped out by Song Ya together with the monsters."

The bald man held Hu Jinghai in one hand and lifted him straight ahead.

Hu Jinghai looked at the scenery in front of him, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

as far as the eye can see.

The ground was in a mess, with stumped limbs and broken arms scattered like weeds on the ground not far away, like a piece of purgatory on earth.

"Father! Brother! Master!"

Hu Jinghai burst into tears.

"You can still cry for three more breaths, this is my favor for Hu Guanpan."

The bald man's indifferent voice sounded.

Immediately, Hu Jinghai's voice stopped abruptly.

"My lord, can I ask who killed my father, elder brother and master?"

From his fragmentary memory, Hu Jinghai knew that there was definitely a conspiracy behind this.

"It should be Lingjiang County Sheriff and Lingjiang General Song Ya."

The bald man lazily threw Hu Jinghai on the ground.

Pfft!

Hu Jinghai knelt in front of the bald man on the spot, "My lord! Please accept Hu Jinghai! Hu Jinghai is willing to do my best for you!"

"It's just a kid with a second level of refinement. The weakest of the people behind me all have a fifth level of refinement... What do you want?" The bald man looked indifferent.

"I...Although I am not talented in cultivation, I was taught by my father since I was a child, and I am familiar with the grievances and grievances of Lingjiang's powerful family. If adults want to use their fists in Lingjiang, Hu Jinghai will definitely be able to help!"

Hu Jinghai shouted, racking his brains to think of his usefulness.

He understood that if he wanted to avenge his father and master, he would not be able to do it in his life with his aptitude.

The only people he could rely on were the group of people in front of him.

"What you said, I only need to spend a month to know."

The bald man is still not interested.

"As long as the adults accept me, I am willing to do anything."

Hu Jinghai shouted.

But the bald man beside him had already waved his hand and went down the mountain.

"grown ups!"

Hu Jinghai stood up, and hugged the bald man's leg with a swoop.

"My lord, give me a chance!"

The bald man kicked it flying.

"gone."

The brigade began to march in the direction of Lingjiang.

For more than 20 miles in a row, Hu Jinghai behind him still followed tirelessly.

Repeatedly being kicked away by the bald man, getting up again, kicked away again, and then catching up...

Seeing Hu Jinghai rushing up again, the bald man finally took the trouble.

I wanted to leave an incense for Hu's family for the sake of killing Hu Guanpan by mistake, but I didn't expect this kid to be like a dog's skin plaster.

"Bring the three-stage armor!"

The tall man behind him was stunned, "My lord, even a seventh-level martial artist may not be able to bear it...this brat..."

The bald man looked over immediately, and the murderous intent in his eyes made the tall man shut up on the spot.

Soon, Hu Jinghai had a heavy set of armor in front of him.

"Put on this white tiger armor, and I will give you a chance if you survive!"

The bald man didn't turn his head, but just said something far away.

The white tiger beetle in front of him didn't have the appearance of a beetle's stomach that Hu Jinghai knew, it just had the shape of a beetle's stomach.

The white tiger armor is covered with white fluff, and the 'iron ore' in the armor's stomach is some viscous black lumps that seem to be trembling slightly.