Overgod Ascension

Chapter 150: Alchemy (3000 + more)

Tsukimiyama, Toyota Marunouchi.

When farmers work hard during the day, returning to their homes is full of laughter and expectations for the future.

This is naturally due to Wu Ming's policy, and he also ordered that the money be used to buy farm tools, distribute them, and even lend enough rations to support the fall harvest, with only 10% interest!

With so many things to do, nature immediately made Wu Ming respected and loved, and even had Heavenly Eye, he could see luck stabilize, which is a sign that the people's hearts have been set!

Of course, the money was spent like running water, but Wu Ming didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows.

While cleaning up Toyota Maru, he discovered the Boy's Treasury and found the equivalent of 10,000 grams of wealth from it.

With all this, no matter how wasteful, the reserves are sufficient.

Even enough armor, samurai knives, long guns, bamboo bows, etc. to arm more than 500 people!

Naturally, this is not what Tomita Maru's people can accumulate, but the original monsters' wealth! Because it's easy to come here, Wu Ming doesn't feel any pain when using it.

However, the shadow is bound to accompany the light.

Behind the moon's sight of Yamatoda Maru in such a delightful upward gesture, there are many secrets hidden in the dark.

Wu Ming took the oil lamp and went down to the dungeon.

His courtyard, naturally the original home of alcohol swallowing boys and a lot of monsters, was built rich but full of the smell of Shura and the ghosts, even though it was purified, it was still not daring to come close.

And as a great monster, the home of a drunken boy is naturally not that simple.

Underground, there is also a huge dungeon where women and children who were abducted have been held for a long time, but are now empty.

Surrounded by sporadic caseboards, bloody machetes, hair, clothing, etc. it's not cold.

“Gentlemen, it is time for your devotion! ”

In the deepest depths, several samurai-like earth spiders were held separately.

These people all have distinct characteristics - shocking killings, tiger-backed bears, large people, and are most heavily impregnated by demonic forces because they often join forces with monsters.

In a dark flame, one eye is green, like a ghost.

These samurai, naturally, were deliberately captured by Wu Ming and, in the course of the screening, were screened for the high ground spider.

If the lower levels like Shoutai and Kenichi are likely to be blinded or coerced, then these high levels are willing to join the demons and drive them.

“Samurai like ghosts… do you want us to cut our bellies? ”

A head with a green fire in his eyes, hey hey smile, his face filled with a delicate expression of madness and tranquillity: “Even if he turns into a demon, I'm going to eat your meat too... Yikes...”

“Nearly lost even the most elementary reason? ”

Wu Ming opened the jail door and stepped out. The leader immediately screamed and exclaimed beastly sorrow.

“When have you forgotten your awe of the strong? ”

Wooden stepped on the head's face and almost buried his head in the dirt. Wu Ming pressed relentlessly and stomped him unconscious, which was why he brought it up.

The next place, which looks like a slaughterhouse, has now been transformed into a quiet room with a stone table in the middle.

On both sides of the table, the bottle can is filled with jars, as well as tile basins, pestles and other utensils specially designed for smashing and grinding.

A few huge ceramic jar surfaces, and even a few flashes, gleaming from time to time.

Wu Ming placed the head of the earth spider on the surface of the stone table, which seemed to be infiltrated by blood, and looked at the pottery jars, his eyes flashed.

The Tiangong Ring glistened, and a strange mystery floated in your hands.

The distorted text on the secret surface, as well as the rugged night fork pattern, is remarkable.

“Too shady for necrophilia! ”

Wu Ming mumbled and read the secret name of the old Taoist Taoist Zhou.

This kind of pharmacy, is the secret legend of the necropolis. It can sacrifice the remains of the nine ghosts and turn them into puppets. The knife gun cannot enter, fly all over the land, and there is no disadvantage. It is divided into copper corpses, iron corpses, silver corpses, gold corpses, flying night forks and five floors.

Of course, there was a gap, only the silver body part was written, and Wu Ming did not consume the merit.

However, although Wu Ming had already obtained this method before, it has always been a high court. On the one hand, he has the fundamental law door of the Yellow Court Yin Dynasty Book, which cannot be seen. On the other hand, the law is hurtful and easy to dispute.

Of course, in Fu Song world, even though it's controversial, so what?

Not to mention the Yin and Yang masters, who are everywhere making deals with monsters in order to gain power.

In the midst of chaos, only the powerful are the strong, and nothing else is worth mentioning!

As for the wounded sky and the resulting backphage? There may have been concerns before, but now the real life industry, completely affordable, even this resentment, can be purified at will.

“These samurai are impregnated with the power of demons, half a man and half a ghost, but they are not corpses, and do not have to follow the alchemy gate completely...”

Wu Ming looked mercifully at the little white mouse on the stone table.

What he needs to do is to use the Ethereum alchemy method as a guide, convert the alchemy method into a living human alchemy method, and then use it in conjunction with demonic forces.

Of course, it's not easy, but I'm a real person, and I've got half a book of Too-Yin necropsy references, and finally, these little white mice contribute, and I think I can figure it out.

After the advent of this method, it was naturally used by those subordinates.

“After all... we must also increase our strength! Now there are only two Shoutai and Kenichi, I really don't see enough...”

Wu Mingkou took a smile: “The rioters had some difficulties, so they took the elite route... How can my people not confuse the names‘ Four Heavens King ',‘ Six People ’and‘ Seven Guns’ in the future? ”

Strong and transcendent flesh and the use of demonic powers, once combined, must create a ghostly samurai.

Perhaps Jianhao, who is going to reach the level of Thousand Chopped, is somewhat reluctant, but the achievements of 10 Chopped, 100 Chopped, etc. are easy, no problem, according to the habit of Fusang mainland, can also be named.

“And... once the number of piles, hundreds of thousands, form an army, even though Swordhawk Sword Saint, you can only turn around and go? ”

Since reaching the real person, Wu Ming felt that his progress had stagnated.

Of course, in fact, there are improvements every day, but compared to the previous use of luck, flying speed, nature is nothing, like a snail climbing, which gives Wu Mingxiu the illusion of stagnation.

“Now that the savings are exhausted, we can only rely on external forces to increase our strength...”

He was actually quite clear that he was younger than twenty years old, but he climbed onto a real person, and in the doorway, there was almost a 'violation'.

According to Wu Qing, there are also rumours that he has obtained. The monks can testify to the real life before the age of fifty. They are all truly talented geniuses. What are they not satisfied with now?

Tianshi doesn't have to expect it. Without external assistance, at least one child will have to repair it!

“At present, in addition to the daily cultivation, accumulation and solid foundation, that is, the silent cultivation of fields, there is also a way to deduce this enhancement...”

Before Wu Ming came to the big jar, he whisked his hand and the picture fell.

The white light flashed, and after losing the seal, the black gas of silk emerged from the mouth of the jar, and even the phantom of the evil head could be seen: “Blood… I need to eat more human flesh! ”

“Cut! Dead monsters, dare you sneak around? ”

Wu Ming's fingers flashed with lightning, the instant the black fog broke, and then he reached into the jar, and he touched a piece of blue and black flesh.

The blues on this flesh creep and even beat like a heart, showing amazing vitality.

“Killing alcohol swallowing boys before, as well as that bunch of demons, the flesh and blood collected, is still quite useful...”

Come to the stone table, casually open a mouth in the chest of the unconscious head and put the flesh on it.

Gollum!

The flesh and blood suddenly absorbed the blood and suddenly crept, not into the head's chest.

Spin, a layer of blue and black blood, emerges from the position of the heart, all over the body, making the face of this head look more blunt, like a demon.

“It's time! ”

Wu Mingguang glanced at him, with a brush stained with blood red vermilion, and drew a spell on his head.

Shit!

The red pencil touches the skin, but it makes a burning sound and produces white smoke.

A black figurine, as if branded, profoundly floated on this head.

After the forehead engraved with a symbol of control and obliteration, Wu Ming dropped the brush and pinched the technique, and all the symbols lit up one after the other:

“Too shady, the Qi of the Nine Ghosts, the Qi Mei Mei, listen to my orders, disease! ”

Boom!

A hint of black, it pops up and wraps the entire body of the head.

Squeak!

The creepy sound keeps coming out of the stone.

Its black smoke is as dense as liquid, but Wu Ming's eyes barely passed through this layer and saw a strange change in it.

Under the power of the demon and the role of Fu Lu, the original head's body was raised again, skin cracked and constantly repaired.

The chill grew stronger in the stone room, and after the Nine Ghosts forged, the mouse's skin first exhibited a thick copper color, then turned to iron and green, with silk in the middle.

This silver grew thicker and more intense, and eventually seemed to have its own life, spreading as if it wanted to spread all over the skin.

But Wu Ming's face did not see any joy.

Suddenly, when he waved his hand, the invisible power wrapped around the silver corpse, flying into a black hole, and the stone door fell automatically.

Boom!

Muffled, Wu Ming's face also bore depression: “Failed...”