Chapter 38: Martial arts for pills
Chapter 38: Martial Skills for Pills
When Zhang Yu came to the classroom, it was completely dark and the students had already left.
Since Wu Mo can't use the pill stove for the time being, Zhang Yu naturally doesn't need to be polite, and immediately sits cross-legged next to the pill stove and starts refining the pills.
"It seems that there are only medicinal materials for refining the first-grade medicinal herbs..." Zhang Yu glanced at the medicinal materials neatly placed next to him, "It seems that tomorrow, Wu Chen will have to buy some medicinal materials for refining the second-grade medicinal medicinal materials for me."
The grade of the second-grade medicinal herbs is higher than that of the first-grade medicinal herbs. If you think about it, the taste should be better.
For Zhang Yu, there is no difference between refining a second-grade medicine pill and refining a first-grade medicine pill. He doesn't care about the grade and effect of the medicine pill, but only about the taste of the medicine pill. If it tastes good, it is a good medicine medicine. It's just a bad medicine pill. This kind of evaluation criteria is extremely simple and rude, which is suitable for Zhang Yu.
Perhaps in the eyes of foodies, this is the best standard to measure food!
Zhang Yu fiddled around in the classroom for a while, refining three pots of different medicinal pills, namely Kai Xuan Pill, Healing Pill, and Qi Transformation Pill. Eighty-one.
Qixuan Dan, a first-grade medicinal pill, can be taken by the strong in the Qixuan realm to improve their cultivation, and the strong people above the Qixuan realm can take it with little effect.
Grade 1 Healing Pill, Grade 1 Pill, it can be used by the strong in Kaixuan Realm, it can treat injuries, and the strong person above Kaixuan Realm can take it, and the effect is minimal.
The first-grade Qi Hua Dan, the first-grade medicinal pill, can be taken by the strong in Kaixuan Realm, which can restore the true power, and the strong person above the Kaixuan Realm can take it, and the effect is minimal.
Zhang Yu stretched his waist, and then put the Kaixuan Dan, the first-grade healing pill, and the first-grade Qi transformation pill into a cloth bag.
Gently patted the cloth bag that was bulging again, Zhang Yu said with satisfaction: "Yes, I can eat it for a few more days." There are eighty-one pills for one pot, and two hundred and forty-three for three pots. , If you count the dozens of Qixuan pills left before, the bulging cloth bag in Zhang Yu's hand contains nearly three hundred pills.
Nearly 300 medicinal pills, used as a snack for a few days, such an extravagant practice, apart from Zhang Yu, I am afraid that no one dares to do this.
After refining the elixir, Zhang Yu turned off the lights in the classroom and walked slowly to the library. , Yes, this taste is much better than ordinary jelly beans."
Entering the library, Zhang Yu'an divided a lot, focused on modifying his martial arts, and didn't even bother to eat "snacks".
"Glancing in the Sky" has been modified. Next, he will modify an attacking martial skill!
Zhang Yu pondered for a long time, and finally decided to modify a fingering-type martial arts based on a fingering-type martial arts.
The reason why I chose to modify a fingering-type martial arts is not because it is more powerful than other martial arts, but because...it is high enough!
No matter what kind of martial skills others use, how powerful they are, Zhang Yu just needs to poke his finger on it and he can solve his opponent, isn't it cool?
Zhang Yu is a simple person, and naturally he likes this kind of simple, rude and extremely deterrent method!
"However... Fingering martial arts are very rare, and high-level **** martial arts are even rarer. I don't know if the **** martial arts in the Book Collection Pavilion are enough." Zhang Yu frowned. Fingering martial arts need to mobilize a lot of real power. The body runs fast, so the toughness of the meridians is extremely high. Few people create fingering-type martial arts, and few people practice fingering-type martial arts, because it requires too high the toughness of the meridians, and those with a slightly lower cultivation base, I couldn't bear it at all, "Don't worry, take a look first, it really doesn't work, and then think of another way."
After a while, Zhang Yu collected all the ordinary-level high-level **** martial arts in the library.
"There are only more than 20 skills, too few!" Without trying, Zhang Yu knew that it was absolutely impossible to modify a single fingering-type martial arts without the slightest flaws based on more than 20 fingering-type martial arts.
In fact, there are not a lot of high-level ordinary martial arts in the library. Just grabbed from Chenguang College and Yunshan College, there are six hundred and ninety-six, plus the high-level ordinary martial arts sent by Deng Qiuchan a few days ago, A total of seven hundred and fifty-eight gates.
However, among the seven hundred and fifty-eight common-level high-level martial arts, there are only a few dozen of **** martial arts.
"It seems that I can only think of other ways." Zhang Yu is not only able to modify the fingering-type martial arts, but he is really reluctant. In the words of the bigwigs, it is the lack of understanding.
So, what should you do when you don’t have a good idea?
Of course, he tried every means to make his thoughts come through!
Zhang Yu pondered for a moment, and suddenly had an idea in his heart, he smiled, with a hint of cunning on his face: "Aren't those guys always inquiring about Kai Xuan Dan? This time I will give them a chance, but I don't know, they are reluctant to give up. !"
After making a decision in his heart, Zhang Yu no longer bothered about the number of **** martial arts skills, and refocused his attention on modifying martial arts skills.
Among the more than 20 existing martial arts, Zhang Yu carefully selected a martial skill called "Destruction Finger" as a blueprint, and then began to modify it.
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The next day.
After Zhang Yu finished his lecture, he left Wu Chen and his son behind.
"Wu Mo, you continue to practice." Zhang Yu casually instructed Wu Mo, and then said to Wu Chen: "Wu Chen, come with me, I need your help with something."
Wuchen was flattered, and hurriedly followed in Zhang Yu's footsteps, guaranteeing: "If the dean has anything to do, just tell me, Wuchen will never say anything."
After he went back yesterday, after thinking about it, he always felt that the dozens of Kaixuan Pills were too heavy, so just accepting them was a little inappropriate. After eating one, he felt a little more guilty.
He was still thinking, is there any way to repay Zhang Yu.
Now, Zhang Yu took the initiative to find him and asked him for help, which was exactly what he wanted!
"Don't be nervous, it's just a trivial matter, I believe you can handle it well." Zhang Yu smiled and patted Wu Chen's shoulder, looking at Wu Chen's grimacing appearance, he couldn't help asking: "Why, the injury hasn't happened yet. it is good?"
Wuchen smiled bitterly: "It's only been one night, how could it be possible to recover so quickly."
"Nuo, eat it." Zhang Yu took out a 1st Grade Healing Pill from the cloth bag, "Don't say that I, the dean, don't care about you, heal the injury as soon as possible to avoid suffering."
Wuchen hesitated for a while, and finally took the first-grade healing pill and ate it in front of Zhang Yu.
It's not that he doesn't know how precious the First Grade Healing Pill is, but he really can't stand it, it's not that he can't stand the pain, but whenever the pain starts, he can't help but think of the scene where he was beaten up by his son, it's too embarrassing !
I am afraid this will become the lingering shadow of his life forever!
"This effect..." As soon as the medicinal pill entered the body, it turned into a stream of pure energy, which flowed to the wounds all over the body, and felt the numbness from the wound, the pain eased and disappeared at an astonishing speed. Chen couldn't help widening his eyes, his eyes were full of shock, "Too strong!"
At this rate, I am afraid that his injuries will be healed in at most a quarter of an hour.
Looking at Wu Chen's shocked appearance, Zhang Yu smiled lightly: "You are just some skin trauma, a first-grade wound healing pill can heal internal wounds. It's not easy to cure skin wounds like yours?"
The most important thing is that the first-grade healing pills he personally refined, each one is a first-grade three-pattern healing pill, and it is by no means comparable to those inferior products on the market.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yu did not continue to talk about the problem of medicinal pills, but said to Wu Mo with a smile: "I recently sorted out the exercises and martial arts of the Book Collection Pavilion, and found a very interesting problem. There are too few **** martial arts, and there are only more than 20 high-level **** martial arts. How can this be possible? Our Sky Academy is destined to become a great academy in the future, and we will welcome more students. How can there be only more than twenty ordinary high-level **** martial arts?"
"There are more than 20 doors, but it's still too few?" Wu Chen looked at Zhang Yu in astonishment, with the urge to vomit blood.
The dancer has risen for more than ten years. Through various channels, either buying or exchanging, and paying a lot of prices, he has barely collected dozens of exercises and more than 100 martial arts, including low-level ordinary and ordinary-level. Medium-level exercises and martial arts, as for fingering-type martial arts, there is only one ordinary-level middle-level fingering-type martial arts. He really can't figure it out. There are more than 20 ordinary-level high-level fingering-type martial arts in Cangqiong Academy. Why is Zhang Yu still too few? ?
Looking at Wu Chen's stunned face, Zhang Yu snorted and asked lightly, "Why, do you have any objections?"
"No, no. The dean is so right. There are only more than 20 ordinary-level high-level **** martial arts, which is really too few!" God knows what kind of condemnation Wuchen suffered when he said this.
Even if he had 10,000 opinions, he would not dare to say it in front of Zhang Yu!
"That's right, so you think it's too little, right?" Zhang Yu laughed, he liked Wu Chen's apparent disapproval but had to pretend to agree, it was really funny.
Wuchen nodded cooperatively on the surface, but at the same time secretly slandered: "There are more than 20 ordinary-level high-level **** martial arts, I am afraid that only you will think too few..."
However, Wu Chen became more and more confused: "Dean, what exactly do you want me to do?"
"It's very simple, I want you to help me collect the mortal-level high-level **** martial arts!" Zhang Yu stared at Wu Chen with a smile, "If you can, I don't mind if you collect all the mortal-level high-level **** martial arts from the entire barren city! "The barren city doesn't seem to be big, but it has many families with deep roots. There are also several powerful sects around the barren city. These families and sects are usually not visible, but each one is rich. The existence of running oil should not be underestimated. It would be absolutely terrifying if their potential could be squeezed out.
Hearing this, Wu Chen's eyes widened: "This, this..."
Even if all of the dancers’ properties were sold, they wouldn’t be able to acquire so many ordinary-level high-level **** martial arts!
"What, is there a problem?" Zhang Yu looked at Wu Chen suspiciously.
"President, it's not that I don't want to, it's just, it's just..." Wu Chen cried and explained anxiously: "With the financial resources of our dancers, we simply can't collect so many high-level **** martial arts skills!"
Let him collect the mortal-level high-level **** martial arts from the entire barren city, which is too embarrassing for him.
"Really? What if you add this?" Zhang Yu seemed to have expected Wu Chen to say so, he took out the cloth bag in a hurry, and then threw the cloth bag to Wu Chen, "With this , it should be much easier, right?" This is the snack bag he has been using for nearly a month, and it is naturally packed with pills.
Wuchen meets Zhang Yu every day, and of course he knows what is in that cloth bag.
He swallowed and asked, "Dean, are you really willing to use precious medicinal pills in exchange for those useless mortal-level high-level **** martial arts?"
"What do you think of an ordinary high-level fingering-type martial art? Change it to an elixir?" Zhang Yu smiled incredulously and asked back.