Starting from the Greyhound, seventy-two changes.

Chen Ku finally did not choose to retreat and form a formation in the Hero King Realm.

This step is a delicate job. According to his understanding, it is like the process of engraving the formation patterns of a large array into an integrated circuit in the body.

He is still on Sanlong Mountain now.

If I really want to retreat here, I estimate that even if I can form the formation, it will take an unknown amount of time.

Not to mention the deadline for surrendering the bandit suppression order was delayed by a month.

He had not forgotten that Mr. Tianji on Liangshan was still planning to impersonate him and attack the government troops. If he really disappeared for such a long time, wouldn't it make the other party's plan more successful?

Chen Ku walked out of the Sanlongshan Hall.

I just sniffed the scent of Hu Heita and followed it. After a while, I found the inner storehouse of the Sanlongshan bandit den. I walked in and took a look...

There are many treasure chests in the huge cellar. When you open them, you will find that they are all filled with silver.

However, Chen Ku curled his lips.

Because after counting the treasures in these boxes, the total value is only about 200,000 taels of silver.

"I thought there would be some wealth in Sanlong Mountain, but I didn't expect there would only be 200,000 silver coins."

Chen said bitterly:

"I think the reason is simple. Although these people are engaged in no-cost business and robbing houses, they are still running a mountain stronghold of more than a thousand bandits. The food, drink, defecation and urination of more than a thousand people must be a huge sum of money."

What's more, the bandits don't understand sustainable development at all. They basically spend money lavishly, drink big bowls of wine, eat meat with big mouthfuls, and when the money is gone, they will go down to rob again.

Chen Ku unceremoniously put the more than 200,000 taels of silver into his pocket.

After coming out again, he wrapped the heads of the two village chiefs in front of the hall, and then flew towards the nearest county town outside Sanlong Mountain on the clouds.

Heyang County.

Chen Ku went straight to the county government office.

"This is a restricted area of ​​the county government! No trespassing!"

Facing the scolding from the gatekeepers of Heyang County Government.

Chen Ku smiled slightly, and without saying anything, he directly showed his scholar certificate, and pulled out the knocked-out Hu Heita and two human heads behind him, and explained the situation in the simplest words:

"My name is Chen Ku, and I am a scholar of the military examination of Qiulong Prefecture. I received an order from the Martial Temple to attack Sanlong Mountain. Now the bandit problem has been successfully eliminated. There are only some women and children in the mountain strongholds and vagrant bandits left. There is nothing to be afraid of. I have come to inform the lieutenant of Heyang County and ask him to send troops to recapture Sanlong Mountain and clean up the battlefield."

When the yamen runner saw Chen Kuliang's identity as Wu Xiucai, he wanted to kneel down immediately. Until he heard what Chen Ku said, he was even more shocked. He did not dare to delay and hurried into the county government office to report.

In less than a moment, two officials walked out of the county government office. One of them was wearing a seventh-rank blue official uniform, and he was the magistrate of Heyang County. The other was wearing a ninth-rank blue official robe, and he was the lieutenant of Heyang County.

After the Heyang County Magistrate came out, he asked in disbelief:
"You said that you alone have wiped out the more than a thousand bandits in Sanlong Mountain. Is that true?"

Chen Ku did not say anything, but just showed Hu Heita and said, "If anyone here knows him, they will know that what I said is true."

"It's him! He is really a black Tartar!"

A constable behind the county lieutenant shouted in surprise, pointing at Hu Heita, one of Chen Ku's men, and said, "A year ago, he led two leaders of Sanlong Mountain to the county's Hua Man Lou to swagger and entertain guests. When we heard the news, we went to capture him, but he laughed so loudly that thirteen of our brothers were shocked to death. It was really him. I have nightmares about this man!"

The two county magistrates were excited and incredulous when they heard this.

Look at Chen Ku again:

"How could you, by yourself, quell the banditry in Sanlong Mountain?"

Chen Ku thought to himself, "Even the people in Sanlong Mountain know that I am going to their stronghold to suppress the bandits, but the local Heyang County knows nothing about it. No wonder this county is being oppressed by a group of bandits and is suffocating."

Without saying much:
"I'm just here to inform you that you can go to Sanlong Mountain to clean up the battlefield. If you don't believe me, that's fine."

"This... Mr. Chen, don't worry, we just need to send someone to Sanlong Mountain to find out." The county magistrate smiled and wanted Chen Ku to stay for a while longer: "As for the bandit leader Hu Heita under your command, I think..."

Chen Ku smiled and said, "Don't worry about this. I will take him to the Wu Temple in Qiulong Mansion to close the case. I have military duties to attend to. Since I have come here to inform Heyang County, I will take my leave now."

After saying this, he turned around and left Heyang County with Hu Heita.

The county magistrate and the county lieutenant's faces changed slightly, but they knew in their hearts that if the unconscious person was really Hu Heita, the strength of this young man would be so terrifying, so how could they dare to stop him...

One person wiped out Sanlong Mountain?
Although they were unwilling to believe it in their hearts.

Can,
It still cannot cover up this huge achievement, so some of the profits can be shared with them.

The county magistrate immediately ordered several police chiefs in the yamen:
"Hurry to Sanlong Mountain to check the situation!"

Chen Ku didn't care about their actions. The reason he did this was just like he wanted someone to testify for him.

This proves that Sanlong Mountain was indeed destroyed by him.

The purpose was also to make Mr. Tianji's groundless accusation fall into the air and make it impossible to achieve, after all, there were many witnesses going back and forth.

…………

It was when Chen Ku was on his way back to the city with Hu Heita to report back.

Not long after.

The yamen runners of Heyang County had also arrived at Sanlong Mountain. When they saw the corpses all over the mountain, which was as tragic as a battlefield, they were all dumbfounded.

Was it really done by one person?
He immediately returned to the county government office and reported to several county officials.

But it was after these yamen runners left.

On the way up Sanlong Mountain, a man came slowly, holding a feather fan in his hand. He looked at the corpses of the bandit leaders scattered all over the mountain, especially after seeing the traces left by Chen Ku's stick within a range of 40 meters.

Mr. Tianji felt awed:

"The power of this stick!"

Going further up, they saw dead bodies scattered all over the ground outside the hall. Based on Mr. Tianji's experience of fighting on the battlefields of Liangshan, how could he not see that this was clearly done by one person?

"One man killed more than a thousand bandits and killed three village chiefs!"

Even Mr. Tianji, who ranked among the top three Liangshan chairs, couldn't help but take a deep breath, his heart beating faster:
"Killing enemies is like cutting grass. This 'killing like crazy' mentality and methods are no worse than the dead brother Qingniu and even the Wushang brother. Such a person is simply born to go to the battlefield, or to my Liangshan."

But he also vaguely realized that he was a step too slow.

The entire Sanlong Mountain has been penetrated now. Judging from the traces, the young man should have taken the head to the provincial capital to claim credit. His plans were slow at every step and none of them could be implemented in time.

"How did that happen?"

Mr. Tianji said secretly:

"My plan, although not so interconnected, is extremely practical. Once implemented, he will definitely go up the mountain. How could it be so wrong? First, the blue ox got into trouble, and then I was a step slower. Could it be that... Chen Ku is so lucky that God is helping him? Or? He knows my plan?"

Since both of the two conspiracies have come to nothing.

Then he would have to start over with a new arrangement.

"Frame-up and false accusation are not acceptable, then..."

Just when Mr. Tianji was planning to return to Qiulong Mansion to prepare for his next plan against Chen Ku.

It was the footsteps that saw Qiulong Mansion take a step forward.

My heart was shaken.

A feeling of suffocation emerged in my mind.

"What's going on, this feeling?"

His heart was shaken.

Immediately, he thought of something and took out a bronze mirror from his sleeve and looked at his face.

I saw a ball of black air at the center of my forehead.

When this black energy fell into Mr. Tianji's eyes, a four-character comment was reflected in the depths of his pupils:
Bloody disaster!
"what?"

Mr. Tianji murmured in disbelief:

"If I enter the Qiulong Mansion again, will there be a bloody disaster?"

However, the more he didn't believe it, the more he tried to take a few more steps towards the Qiulong Mansion, and he found that the bloody smell of the four words "bloody disaster" became stronger, and it was even red and black!

Mr. Tianji pondered for a moment, then took a tentative step in another direction.

Suddenly,

The black energy in his forehead dissipated instantly, and turned into the evaluation from the direction he was most used to seeing:

Kuigang noble person.

This is not his own evaluation, but refers to that direction, where he will meet a noble person named Kuigang.

Just like going to Qiulong Mansion will encounter a bloody disaster.

The direction of Kuigang nobleman is Liangshan.

How could Mr. Tianji not know what his divine power of fortune-telling was reminding him of?

He murmured in his place:

"Can't I go to Qiulong Mansion anymore?"

How could this be?
What on earth was the reason that led him to go to Qiulong Mansion and even face the danger of death?
…………

Qiulong Mansion.

In Dongcheng District.

Inside the Three Emperors Ancestors Association, there were two furnaces, each surrounded by a large group of people. All of them were members of the Three Emperors Ancestors Association.

However, the shape of one of the two alchemy furnaces was very strange. It looked more like a huge teapot, but was about three feet tall.

Moreover, the "Seventh Realm Alchemist" in front of the alchemy furnace, although his face was covered by a hat, gave people the feeling that he was indeed younger than ever before.

"It's time to start the furnace! It's time to start the furnace!"

Almost at the same time, there was movement in both furnaces.

The lid of the pot trembled.

Then, all the alchemists in front of the two furnaces came forward. The white-haired old man in front of the standard furnace slowly exhaled, opened the furnace lid, and took out the pill he had refined this time.

"Five-level Bone Strengthening Pills, five pills, one of the best quality, four of ordinary quality..."

Everyone saw the five pills in the pill tray in the hand of the white-haired old alchemist and praised:
"As expected of 'Guodai', the only sixth-level alchemist in the Three Emperors Ancestors Association. He can easily refine a pill with a 50% success rate, and he even refined a top-grade bone-strengthening pill."

"A fifth-level top-grade bone strengthening pill, just this one, is worth 10,000 taels of silver!"

Amid the discussions among the Three Emperors’ ancestors.

Yang Luchan nudged Kou Ming with his elbow, took a puff from his pipe, and asked quietly:
"Kou boy, is the seventh-level alchemist that my apprentice is looking for reliable? This old man is a genuine sixth-level alchemist. It is said that he has a 30% success rate in refining sixth-level pills."

In the martial arts world, the standard for classifying alchemists into different levels is actually very superficial, that is, you are an alchemist of that level based on the level of elixirs you can refine.

For example, Nong Baosen, the alchemist of Medicine King Hall who had died, could barely refine one fourth-level pill with ten portions of materials at a time, so he could be considered a fourth-level alchemist.

As for the strengths among alchemists of the same fourth realm, it depends on their success rate in making pills.

The higher the level of the elixir, the lower the success rate.

This old man from the Three Emperors Ancestors' Association can maintain a half success rate for fifth-level elixirs and a 30% success rate for sixth-level elixirs. He is already an extremely rare master of alchemy.

Kou Ming didn't have much confidence after hearing this, but he said, "What Junior Brother Chen said shouldn't be false..."

But just as he finished speaking.

"The fifth-level elixir! It's out!"

"Top quality! The first one poured out is top quality!"

Kou Ming and Yang Luchan were immediately attracted by the action of the masked young seventh-level alchemist pouring pills from the pot.

Even Gu Gu, the leader of the Three Emperors’ Ancestors Association, had a serious look in his eyes.

The first pill is the fifth-level top-grade elixir?
Is it luck?
still is……

But he was quick, his eyes widened.

But see,

As the young man tilted the kettle, all the pills in the kettle were poured onto the plate like beans from a bamboo tube...

One... two... three... six... nine...

Excellent! Excellent!
Until the tenth one fell out!

Excellent! !
They are all bone-strengthening pills of the best quality in the fifth realm!

"Ten top-grade pills! A 100% success rate! All the pills that are produced are top-grade pills!"

"This...this, this, this..."

The ancient man seemed to be unable to stand steadily.

"Quick, quick, support Gu Lao!" Yang Luchan shouted immediately upon seeing this.

This is the treasure of the Three Emperors Association. If anything happens to him...

Immediately, a young disciple rushed forward.

Unexpectedly...

"Don't touch me!"

But the old man let go of the young man who was supporting him, but his face did not show the sadness and despair of being angry or frustrated. Instead, he was full of ecstasy and admiration. He rushed to the young man in a few steps:

"You...you you you...how did you do it? How did you do it? It took me a full hundred years to refine a top-grade pill from the fifth-level elixir, and keep the success rate above 50%. How...how did you do it?"

Erlang lowered the brim of his hat and coughed lightly, seeming a little embarrassed. He looked at the Five Realms Fire Spout Kettle in his hand and replied softly:

"talent!"

"Talent, talent..."

Gu Lao was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to be about to cry, then he cried and laughed, and then he burst into laughter:

"That's right, that's right, it's talent, it's indeed talent!!"

At this moment, everyone looked at Gu Lao who was crying and laughing in front of the young man, and all looked at the young man in the bamboo hat.

Seventh level alchemist!

It is really true, only alchemists above the seventh level can have such a high pill success rate and pill quality!
Five-level elixirs, ten top-grade pills, what a concept...

The entire Three Emperors Patriarchs Conference was in an uproar.

Kou Ming's eyes were filled with fanaticism:
"Really, it's true. Everything that Junior Brother Chen said is true..."

What he saw at this moment was countless wealth rushing towards them.

And this news soon reached the ears of the Twelve Guardians of the Qiulong Society.

It also gave them an impact like an earthquake.

"Is there really... a seventh-level alchemist?"

Qin Fang said in disbelief:
"Uncle Junior Master, how did he know him?"

"No matter how he knew me..." The light in Situ Chun's eyes was exactly the same as Kou Ming's: "I recognize this junior uncle!"

And just as they were shocked and digesting the benefits that this seventh-level alchemist could bring to the Qiulong Martial Arts Conference.

By afternoon.

"Excuse me!"

Various newsboys sent out by the famous Jianghu Dibao shouted in the streets and alleys:

"Today's special edition! Military scholar Chen Ku pacified Sanlong Mountain alone, and the Martial Temple conferred him the title of 'Martial Examination'!" (End of this chapter)