Martial Mythology

  Chapter 41 Crowded Dancers (Part 2)

   Outside the dancers conference hall, there is a long queue of people coming and going, and everyone is looking forward to it.

The people behind the    team were a little nervous, worried that the pills would be exchanged by the people in front, so that when it was their turn, there were no pills to exchange.

   "The front, hurry up." The people in the back urged from time to time, seeing the wooden boxes containing the medicinal pills decreasing little by little, they were even more anxious, and they could not wait to rush to the front of the team immediately and replace the people in front of them.

  Wuchen was personally responsible for the whole process. Even though his hand was sore, he looked at the long dragon outside the conference hall and couldn't take a break. Just after sending a patriarch away, he immediately shouted to the outside: "Next one."

   Hearing Wu Chen's voice, a middle-aged man said excitedly: "It's my turn!"

   However, an old man beside him frowned: "It should be my turn!"

   "You fart!" The middle-aged man stared, "It's clearly me who is ahead of you!"

   "Li Qingye, are you still shameless? Obviously I'm in the front, everyone is watching!" The old man retorted without admitting defeat.

   The two stared at each other, neither of them taking a step back.

   The patriarchs of the two second-rate families in the deserted city are like children with fighting spirit, and they don't have the majesty and bearing that a family leader should have.

The person behind    looked at them and cursed: "Can you two go in? If you don't go in, let me go in first!" During the conversation, the person directly bypassed the two of them and walked towards the conference hall.

   However, this man was just two steps away when he was pulled by the middle-aged man and the old man at the same time. They stared at this man with vicious eyes: "What do you want to do? Cut the queue?"

The man was stared at by the two of them, and his heart could not help but feel a hair. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said bravely: "Yes, two bosses, I apologize, you continue..." After that, the man gave then backed away.

   After retreating, the man swallowed again, and he had some lingering fears. After confirming his eyes, he was someone he couldn't afford to offend!

   Drinking the queue jumper back, the two turned their heads again and faced each other, like the tip of a needle facing Maimang, no one would let it go!

  In the conference hall, Wu Chen rubbed his sore wrist, and then looked outside the conference hall in doubt, and said solemnly: "If you want to change the medicine pill, hurry up, don't waste time!"

   Hearing this, the middle-aged man and the old man said in unison, "Patriarch Wu wait a moment, I'll come right away!"

   As soon as the words fell, the two rushed to the conference hall. In the end, the middle-aged man came out ahead and rushed into the conference hall before the old man entered, leaving the old man alone outside the door.

   "The world is getting worse, people are not old!" The old man stood alone at the door, raised his head and sighed.

  …

  The dancers made a lot of movements, obviously they couldn't hide the attention of those who were interested.

   There are no airtight walls in this world, and Wuchen never thought of keeping it secret, so Lin Haiya, Luo Yueshan and others quickly knew what happened to the dancer, as well as the cause and effect.

   In the office of the Dean of the Sky Academy.

   "A common-level high-level **** martial art for a medicinal pill?" Lin Haiya couldn't believe it: "This guy Wuchen is crazy! How dare he do such a loss-making business?"

   Don't say that one high-level **** martial skill of the ordinary level is exchanged for one medicinal pill, that is, three high-level fingering-based martial arts of the ordinary level are exchanged for one medicinal pill, which is also a blood loss!

  Luo Yueshan also frowned deeply: "What is his purpose?"

   "I don't know what his purpose is, all I know is that if you exchange an ordinary high-level **** martial skill for a pill, those guys will make a lot of money!" Lin Haiya's tone contained a trace of jealousy, wishing to replace it.

   If it wasn't for the martial arts and martial arts of Chenguang Academy, Zhang Yu would have been rushing to the dancer with a bag of martial arts.

  Compared with Lin Haiya, Luo Yueshan is calmer, he said solemnly: "Can you find the source of the medicinal pill?"

"The source of the medicinal pill..." Lin Haiya calmed down and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Could it be... is Zhang Yu that kid again?" According to the intelligence analysis they had obtained before, Zhang Yu was most likely an alchemist, and an alchemist. An extremely powerful one-star alchemist, apart from Zhang Yu, Lin Haiya couldn't think of anyone else who could give Wu Chen so many pills.

   "If it's Zhang Yu, why does he need so many high-level **** martial arts?" Luo Yueshan was puzzled.

   He didn't believe that Zhang Yu was trying to enrich the library. This kind of argument was almost deceiving!

  Lin Haiya shook his head: "This is exactly what I can't figure out, what else can I use for so many high-level **** martial arts other than pile it up in the library and get moldy?"

   They couldn't figure out what purpose Zhang Yu had. After all, if an ordinary-level high-level **** martial skill was exchanged for a medicinal pill, Zhang Yu would be at a disadvantage no matter what!

   The more they can't figure it out, the more they want to know Zhang Yu's purpose, especially when the trial of the deserted abyss is about to start, they will not allow any accidents to happen.

  But until they lost a lot of beards, they couldn't understand Zhang Yu's approach.

   "Could it be to win over the major families? It is convenient to recruit students from the major families next year?" Lin Haiya pondered for a while, and then barely came to a logical conclusion.

  Luo Yueshan obviously disagreed with this point of view: "Paying such a large price is just to facilitate the recruitment of students?"

   Zhang Yu's purpose is more than that simple!

After being silent for a while, Lin Haiya suddenly sneered: "Whatever his purpose is. Anyway, with Lord Zhou here, we have nothing to worry about! As for Zhang Yu, let him dance. How tragically he will die when the Yuan is tested!"

   He is full of confidence in Zhou Xun. He firmly believes that as long as Zhou Xun takes action, Zhang Yu will surely die!

  …

The upsurge of    the exchange of martial arts for medicinal pills, not only did not stop, but intensified as time went by, spreading to the entire barren city, and even beyond the barren city.

In the evening, the people of the major families almost turned the deserted city upside down, and they found all the high-level **** martial arts that had been buried for some unknown time, and even some were buried underground for unknown reasons. They found all the high-level **** martial arts of the ordinary level for many years, and finally sent them to the dancer in exchange for medicinal pills.

   In addition, the three major sects around the barren city also copied down the high-level **** martial arts of the sects one by one, and then sent them to the dancers in exchange for medicinal pills.

   This afternoon, the dancer became the busiest place in the barren city. People came in and out almost all the time. Outside the dancer's mansion, it was always crowded with people.

   In one day, in just one day, all the high-level fingering-type martial arts of the barren city were scavenged, and none of them fell!

The power of the masses is terrifying. Wu Chen finally understood the meaning of this sentence. He didn't do anything else that day, just recording the name and origin of the martial arts, he was so tired that his hands were about to break. , Now when he hears others mention the high level martial arts, his hands tremble, and he doesn't know if this is an occupational disease.

At night, Wu Chen sent the last collected mortal-level advanced **** martial arts to the Book Collection Pavilion of Cang Qiong College, and asked Zhang Yu, "President, you have collected so many mortal-level advanced **** martial arts, shouldn't that be enough?" The mention of this name made Wu Chen feel sick to the point of vomiting.

Zhang Yu glanced at the three large boxes in front of him, which were full of ordinary-level high-level **** martial arts, the number should be no less than 200, and said in surprise: "So many? Tsk tsk, Wu Chen, I didn't expect you to do things so efficiently. High!" Wu Chen did the things he arranged at noon in the afternoon, and he was very satisfied with the results.

   Seeing Zhang Yu's satisfied smile, Wu Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly smiled modestly: "It's okay, it's okay."

   After a pause, Wu Chen asked cautiously, "Then look, do you want to continue..."

"No need. More than two hundred doors are enough!" Zhang Yu waved his hand and said with a smile: "By the way, I said, as long as you do this well, I will not treat you badly. I will let you buy it. Have you brought the medicinal materials?"

   Wuchen nodded hastily: "Take it, take it, I'll send it directly to the classroom."

   Zhang Yu moved his muscles and bones a bit, then stepped out of the library and said lazily, "Let's go, go to the classroom."

   After a while, the two appeared in the classroom.

Lighting the oil lamp in the classroom, Zhang Yu checked the medicinal materials Wu Chen had sent, and nodded, "Yes, this batch of medicinal materials is still fresh, but the picking method was wrong and they were not stored well, so that the efficacy of the medicinal materials was slightly worse. However, it doesn't matter much." After checking the medicinal materials, Zhang Yu glanced at Wu Chen, who was beside him with curiosity, and said with a light smile, "You wait a moment."

   Without waiting for Wu Chen to speak, Zhang Yu sat cross-legged in front of the stove and lit the fire.

   "Boom!"

   Accompanied by a sound like a gust of wind, a high-temperature flame suddenly ignited in the stove, and the scorching air waves were like waves on the seashore. One wave after another, the temperature of the entire classroom soon increased a lot.

  I saw Zhang Yu fiddling around like eating and drinking water. The mysterious power in his body shot out alternately through his ten fingers, giving people a relaxed feeling...

"Could it be that Dean is refining Qixuan Pill?" Wu Chen was looking forward to it, but also a little puzzled, "But... this medicinal material is clearly different from the medicinal material used by Dean to refine Qixuan Pill before, and the price is at least three times higher. Some of them are even ten times higher." He didn't know about alchemy, and naturally he didn't know what kind of medicine Zhang Yu was refining. It's as simple as eating and drinking.

   Just when Wu Chen was thinking about it, Zhang Yu had finished alchemy, and the number of alchemy was still the limit of one pot - ninety-nine-eighty-one.

   After a while, a seductive fragrance filled the classroom. This fragrance even made the real power in Wu Chen faintly tremble.

   "What kind of medicine is this!" Wu Chen's eyelids jumped wildly, "Just by smelling it, the real power in my body has grown a little."

At this time, Zhang Yu took out an elixir and handed it to Wu Chen: "Don't you want to improve your cultivation faster? Nuo, take it, the effect of this elixir is much stronger than Kaixuan Dan, but you If you don’t want to be crushed and die, it’s best not to swallow the whole one directly. When cultivating, scrape a little powder or lick it, and the effect is guaranteed to satisfy you!”

While talking, Zhang Yu stuffed a piece into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and said vaguely: "Well, the taste is not bad, much better than Kaixuandan. It's just that Kaixuandan is tired of eating, it should be Change your taste."

   "President, what kind of medicine pill is this?" Wu Chen took the medicine pill carefully and asked in a low voice.

   "Vortex Pill, have you heard of it?" Zhang Yu said indifferently.

   Vortex Pill, the legendary Vortex Pill, the Vortex Pill worth a thousand gold!

   Wu Chen's eyes widened, his eyes were fixed on the medicine pill in his hand, his fingers were shaking.

   "So... the dean just ate it as a snack, and it was also a vortex pill?"

  ps: For collections, for flowers, old irons, give me a little more motivation!

  Thank you 'book friend h1worug9p' for the red envelope!