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Chapter 77: Huang Shiren alchemizes golden lotus and Yuan Futong gets nailed

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    Grand Master Wen Zhong was sitting in the military tent with a headache.

    Although Huang Shiren saved his life in the hands of Zhunti, Taoist Zhunti also agreed to Lu Ya's conditions and would not interfere with Yuan Futong's rebellion, but his treasure was still left with Yuan Futong.

    Now that Zheng Lun, Su Quanzhong, Chong Heihu and others have been captured, Yuan Futong still wins. What should we do next?

    Just when he was worried, Wukong came in and asked him to call Huang Shiren.

    Wen Zhong could clearly see Huang Shiren's methods, and he was so impressed that he was so happy. When Huang Shiren called him over, he was overjoyed. He must have some countermeasures for this cheap master.

    Not long ago, I came to Huang Shiren's military tent and saw Huang Shiren jumping around, having wine and meat, and Wen Zhong felt relieved.

    "Uncle, I don't know why you called me here." Wen Zhong asked.

    "Of course it's for Yuan Futong!" Huang Shiren looked outside the tent and said, "This matter can't be delayed any longer. We must capture this guy quickly. Otherwise, the government and the public will be shaken, and all the princes will be dissatisfied. It will be difficult to handle.  "

    Hearing this, the Grand Master also nodded.  When Yuan Fu rebelled, the eight hundred princes in the world reviled him. Later, when they saw that the small seventy-two princes of Beihai, Wen Zhong, personally took action, and all the elite merchants mobilized, they were unable to quell the rebellion. Many people became suspicious.

    "Uncle Master, I think so too, but Yuan Futong's treasure is quasi-ti, and you have seen its power." Wen Zhong sighed.

    "We will send out troops tomorrow. Let me see what happens before the formation." Huang Shiren was also curious about this treasure that Zhunti mentioned.

    I don¡¯t know what kind of treasure it is, but it must be a good treasure. It¡¯s not my style to not take it when I see it.

    "Okay, I'll listen to my uncle." Wen Zhong nodded.

    The next day, under the Tiger and Wolf Pass, the three armies thundered, and the two armies faced each other, each showing off their power.

    Speaking of Yuan Futong, although he was a little panicked when he saw Taoist Zhunti leaving, he thought about it again. Whatever the precious child holds in his hands, as long as he is careful, he will definitely be able to take down those thieves and aspire to Chaoge!

    In front of the two armies, Yuan Futong stood up with his sword drawn, arrogantly.

    "You guys, who can fight!"

    "I'll go!" Su Hu's son was captured. He had already thought of a plan and came out immediately.

    The two of them could not stand together, so Yuan Futong was cautious and released the treasure. With the golden light shining, Yuan Futong knocked Su Hu off his horse and captured him.

    "Who else!?" Yuan Futong laughed wildly.

    When Wen Zhong saw that there was no one around him, he urged the black unicorn to take action, but was blocked by Huang Shiren.

    "Third brother, go and meet him for a while!" Huang Shiren knew that Wen Zhong's attack would probably be a disaster. He was the coach and couldn't make any mistakes. Otherwise, what would Huang Shiren do with hundreds of thousands of merchant troops?

    "Okay!" Zhu Zizhen laughed evilly, picked up the nine-tooth nail rake, and flew away.

    "You bastard, eat my rake!" Zhu Zizhen flew into the air like a fat pig, raised his rake high and smashed it at Yuan Futong!

    No matter how awesome Yuan Futong is, he is just a mortal. If Lao Zhu rakes it down, he will definitely smash that guy into a mess of meat!

    "Look at my magic weapon!" Yuan Futong hurriedly offered up the magic weapon and put away Lao Zhu's rake with a swipe on the ground. The golden light shot into Zhu Zizhen's eyes. Lao Zhu screamed in pain, covered his eyes and flew back in a hurry.

    "Brother, that thing is really powerful. It brushes away everything. The golden light is like a needle and it stings the eyes!" Zhu Zizhen lost his weapon and was very angry.

    "Master, let me try it!" Wukong said.

    "Be careful." Huang Shiren knew the skills of this precious apprentice.

    "Don't worry, my master gave me the Immortal Brick, I'm just about to try it!" Wukong laughed evilly and walked away with the stick in hand.

    "You bitch, Grandpa Sun is here to meet you!" When he came to Yuan Futong, Wukong smiled evilly and smashed him with his stick.

    Yuan Futong saw that this man had a thunderous face. He was really scary. He dared to fight and released the magic weapon.

    "What a treasure! Go!" Wukong looked at nothing, took out the Immortal Brick, and hit Yuan Futong on the back of the head!

    Yuan Futong is not stupid. He heard the sound behind his head and knew it was a hidden weapon. He had no choice but to give up Wukong's golden cudgel and shook the magic weapon behind his head. The Immortal Brick shook for a moment and was taken away again!

    "You monkey, stay here too!" Yuan Futong was a hundred times more confident when he saw that he had received the gold bricks. He shook Wukong's magic weapon, and golden light flashed out. Wukong covered his face and ran back dragging his stick.

    "Master, you can't do it! It hurts me to death!" Wukong shouted.

    "Retreat!" Huang Shiren was so angry.

    Hundreds of thousands of merchant soldiers returned to their camps, their morale was low, and Wen Zhong was even more frowning.

    "Uncle, what is this like???Is it good?  !  "Wen Zhong said angrily.

    Huang Shiren pondered for a while and said: "Yuan Futong's treasure should be the proud magic weapon of Taoist Zhunti. Although it can't be seen, its ability to brush things on sight is slightly inferior to the Qibao tree. I took action and got it.  The magic weapon can also be used in various ways, and it also has that golden light, which is very fierce and piercing to the eyes, so powerful."

    "Uncle Master, hurry up and think of a way! Now that all the generals have been captured, their morale is low. If it takes a long time, I'm afraid it will be over." Wen Zhong said anxiously.

    Huang Shiren stood up, faced the direction of Hulang Pass, and said with a smile: "Yuan Futong, Yuan Futong, it was your mother who forced me to use the magic weapon!"

    "Uncle Master, do you have any countermeasures?!"

    Huang Shiren chuckled, took out the Seven Arrows Book of Nailheads from the fairy bag, handed it to Wen Zhong, and said: "This is the treasure my master gave me, called the Book of Seven Arrows Nailheads. Go to the stronghold quickly and set up a camp.  Set up a table inside and tie a straw man with Yuan Futong's name written on the body. There is a lamp on the head and a lamp on the feet. You walk with a strong step and worship him three times a day. On the last day, you worship him.  ,calls me!"

    Wen Zhong was very suspicious when he saw such a small thing, which was very inconspicuous. However, seeing Huang Shiren's confident look and hearing that it was Lu Ya's magic weapon, he was also curious, so he took the Nail Head Seven Arrows Book and went out.

    "Master, can this be done?" Wukong didn't know how powerful the Seven Arrows Book was.

    "Don't worry, in twenty-one days, that guy Yuan Futong will definitely be dead!" Huang Shiren laughed evilly.

    This Seven Arrows Book of Nails can be effective if the opponent's cultivation level is similar to or lower than your own. Wen Zhong's cultivation level is far above Yuan Futong, so it will naturally work!

    "Wukong, take advantage of this time to go into seclusion and use the ten lihuo essences given by your master to refine my twenty-fourth grade Zhuxian Lotus Platform. If you have nothing to do, don't disturb me!" Huang Shiren ordered.

    "Master, leave it to me! I will protect you. Not even a human, even a fly, will be allowed to fly in!" Wukong said happily.

    Huang Shiren entered the camp, sat cross-legged, sacrificed the twenty-fourth grade Immortal Killing Golden Lotus, and began to refine it.

    Since being blacklisted by Zhunti, Huang Shiren has really experienced the cultivation of a saint firsthand!  If the master hadn't arrived in time, he would have died long ago.  This time it was a fluke, and I may not have such good luck next time.

    It seems that in this world, your own strength is the most important.

    After releasing the lotus platform, he saw that the lotus platform had no light at all and was full of cracks. Lao Huang felt terribly distressed.

    "The refining must be successful!" Old Huang bit his teeth and carefully prepared a stream of Lihuo Essence!

    Poof!  As soon as the essence of Lihuo came out, Lao Huang almost fainted from the roasting, and the hair on his body was suddenly burnt black!

    I fuck, it's too old!  I am a third-turn golden body, and I can barely withstand its temperature!  ?  Huang Shiren rolled his eyes. A Lihuo Essence was so awesome, but Lu Ya, who had three thousand Lihuo Essences

    Huang Shiren shook his head and couldn't imagine it anymore.

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    With the essence of Li Fire, the lotus platform in the flames made a crisp sound. Not only was it not scorched, but it actively absorbed the fire breath. The cracks on the lotus platform gradually became smaller and the light became stronger!

    "Okay! There is a way!" Lao Huang was overjoyed and refined it carefully!

    Not to mention Lao Huang¡¯s hard work refining the golden lotus, let¡¯s talk about Wen Zhong.

    After getting Lao Huang's Nailhead Seven Arrows book, Wen Zhong did not dare to neglect, and ordered to accept it and set up a camp in the military camp. A platform was erected in the camp, and a straw man was stuck on the platform, and Yuan Futong's life and head were written on it.  When I get up a lamp and step down a lamp, I bathe and change my clothes with great strides. I pray three times a day without any hesitation.

    Time flies, and I have worshiped for seventeen or eighteen days in a blink of an eye, and there is nothing unusual. Although Wen Zhong was doubtful, he did not dare to neglect, thinking: Since it is the uncle's order, then I will worship until the 21st, and  Look at the results.

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    After returning to Guanzhong, he drank heavily for days and suddenly felt that he was in a trance and lost his mind. After a few days, Yuan Futong only felt that his heart was like fire, his mind was like frying, and he was constantly irritated. He walked here and there, scratching his ears and cheeks.

    After more than ten days, Yuan Futong became quiet. He only felt dizzy and just wanted to sleep. He fell on the bed and fell into a coma.

    Wen Zhong paid his respects here on the 21st, got off the stage, and went to find Huang Shiren.

    When I walked to the military tent, I saw Wukong and Zhu Zizhen holding the door. I wanted to go in, but Wukong stopped me.

    "What is the Grand Master going to do?" Wukong said coldly.

    "According to my uncle's instructions, I have been worshiping for twenty-one days, so I came here to invite my uncle to come over."

    "My master is refining treasures,No one can enter!  "

    "But over there Yuan Futong"

    "We'll talk about it later!" Wukong died and the monkey accepted his death and refused to let Wen Zhong in even if he died.

    Wen Zhong was so anxious that he scratched his head and scratched his head, not knowing what to do. Then he heard Huang Shiren shouting happily from the military tent: "Haha, it's done! It's done!"

    Wukong hurriedly picked up the tent and went in, but saw above Huang Shiren's head, the 24-grade Immortal-killing Golden Lotus emitted thousands of crimson rays of light, extremely hot, and the whole body of the Golden Lotus turned into blood red, and the breath of fire surged, it was so wonderful!

    "Master, what's wrong?" Wukong asked.

    "As expected of Master's Lihuo Essence! I took turns practicing the ten Lihuo Essences for twenty-one days. Haha, it's finally done. Wukong, Master, this lotus platform is now at least a hundred times stronger than before, and even more wonderful.  The thing is, this thing has melted into the realm of Lihuo, and it can be used by people with the fire breath skill, which is incredible. If I meet Zhunti again, I can bear him ten or eight times!"

    "You still can't beat it!"

    "I'm sorry! With these ten or eight moves, I can escape as a master!"

    "Master, I admire your virtue."

    The two idiots were happy, but Wen Zhong was worried.

    "Uncle Master, I have been praying for twenty-one days as you ordered, but there is no movement at all at Hulang Pass. Is the magic not working?" Wen Zhong asked anxiously.

    "Haha, that guy Yuan Futong is as dead as a pig now. Take his life today." Huang Shiren smiled slightly, left the tent, came to the stage, looked at the straw man, and laughed.

    "Wen Zhong, let's see what I do. Today, Yuan Futong will die!" Huang Shiren took out two things from the fairy bag, which made everyone around him look crazy!

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