Transmigration begins with archery training

But human power has its limits.

One or two medical sages won't make much difference.

Take Chen Sanshi for example.

He can only supply about ten portions at most; he simply can't handle any more than that.

Not to mention, he also needs to cultivate himself, so it's impossible for him to actually become a full-time alchemist.

"grown ups."

The generals were extremely grateful.

"If an adult is like this, how can that old bastard surnamed Xu not know what's good for him!"

"that is!"

What's wrong with following adults?

"Will he be short of official positions in the future?"

"I heard he's still fighting; it would be best if he died there!"

"..."

Because the acting was so realistic.

The brothers now despise this man, considering him a traitor who betrays the Lord for personal gain and is a faithless and ungrateful wretch.

Talk about it.

After Chen Sanshi returned to Liangzhou, he received news about Xu Wencai.

Two months ago.

Xu Wencai concluded the bandit suppression campaign.

Now the imperial court has sent him a martial saint, leading tens of thousands of troops to directly attack the instigator behind the scenes, the Wei Kingdom. It is said that he has won one battle after another, and once even went deep into enemy territory alone, using strategies such as the "empty city ploy" and "burning seven mountains". These strategies are now widely spread and have become topics of conversation.

sometimes.

As Chen Sanshi looked at these familiar words, a thought suddenly came to his mind.

Will it be...

Since there is no Zhuge Liang in this world, Xu Wencai is the true Crouching Dragon of this world.

The world is full of surprises.

Not only that.

The storytellers even went so far as to distort the relationship between the two, portraying them as mortal enemies, exaggerating the story considerably.

"..."

When Chen Sanshi finished his work and left the military camp, it was already 7 PM. After thinking for a moment, he decided to turn around and go to Hongxiu Tower. He easily found his way to the top floor through the back door.

As it turned out, there was already a young master in the room who had gone upstairs after bidding; he seemed to be the son of the prefect of Liangzhou.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Chen Sanshi questioned Zhao Zhao, who then made a face at him, clearly on purpose.

"Master Chen?"

The prefect's son was surprised.

"You go."

Chen Sanshi said that he would be here today.

"This...this isn't right!"

The prefect's son said reluctantly, "I spent several thousand taels of silver to prepare tea, write poems, and finally get to come up here to talk to Miss Ningxiang. It's a bit too domineering of you to kick me out, Lord Chen."

"Here's the money, now get out of here."

Chen Sanshi took out the silver notes and repeated.

"I……"

The prefect's son dared not provoke him.

As for Chen Sanshi's name, who in the world doesn't know him?

He was not only Sun Xiangzong's last disciple, but also an earl. Not to mention himself, even his father, the prefect, couldn't afford to offend him. In the end, he had no choice but to leave with a heavy heart.

"What a bully!"

Chen Sanshi shook his head.

The kid has no idea that he's saved him.

Otherwise, even if they could stay, all they would have to do is spend money on an illusion spell, and they'd be mentally impaired for days afterward...

"General~"

Ningxiang deliberately exposed one shoulder: "I never imagined the General would be jealous of me~"

"If I get jealous, you're in for a world of trouble."

Chen Sanshi was already used to the other person's way of speaking.

"Is it true?"

Ningxiang said with some anticipation, "This servant also wants to experience the suffering of the Vajra Body~"

I'm referring to physical pain.

Chen Sanshi mobilized his strength as a warning.

"嘁~"

Ningxiang rolled her eyes: "Speaking of which, shouldn't someone from our Seeking Immortals Pavilion have come looking for you this time at Ziwei Mountain?"

"Ah."

Chen Sanshi thought to himself, "It's more than just finding."

The twelfth prince wanted to frame him, and Eunuch Lao wanted to kill him.

"General, please be careful."

Ningxiang reminded her, "The others in the Immortal Seeking Pavilion won't be as sincere to you as I am. They're quite wicked. It's my fault for not warning you beforehand."

"Oh?"

Chen Sanshi asked, "From what you're saying, it sounds like the people in Xunxianlou aren't of one mind?"

Even brothers aren't of one mind, let alone those from the same sect.

Ningxiang said matter-of-factly, "The main purpose of the so-called Immortal Seeking Pavilion is to seek immortality. Immortal opportunities are rare. If we don't compete for them, are they going to be distributed to everyone in a queue?"

"For example, this time, they found the relics of Emperor Taizu on Mount Ziwei, which included a jade tablet from the Immortal Realm. However, it was stolen by a man named Zhang Laizi on the way, and they suffered a great loss."

"I would say they deserve it."

"Otherwise, the goods will only benefit the landlord, and there will be no share for us."

"Miss Ningxiang."

Chen Sanshi didn't continue the small talk: "How's the thing I asked you to find last time?"

"There is."

Ningxiang's tone was as if she were asking for credit: "Moreover, this time the quantity is large and the quality is even better. I have put in a lot of effort for the General. The General must remember my kindness."

Zhao Zhao carried a black iron block the size of a human head and placed it on the table with a "thud".

"Thank you, young lady. I owe you a favor!"

Chen Sanshi clasped his hands in a fist salute, preparing to take his leave.

"Hey, General, wait a minute."

Ningxiang suddenly tugged at his sleeve: "General, you said last time that you would redeem me from my servitude."

"Are you serious?"

Chen Sanshi said, "I don't like using official vehicles for private purposes."

"What does it mean to use a public vehicle for private purposes?"

Ningxiang pleaded, "If the general thinks it's too expensive, I've saved up some money over the years. Can't I pay for my own redemption?"

"..."

Chen Sanshi could tell that the other party was acting strangely.

If we're serious...

Perhaps he wants to escape the Immortal Seeking Tower on his own?

Then it's even less likely that we'll pay attention to it.

He put down the black iron he had just acquired: "I'm sorry, I may not be able to help you with this. Here, take the item back."

"If the general doesn't want me, then so be it."

Ningxiang said resentfully, "General Dongxi should be kept. A piece of iron stone can't be worth the huge favor of redeeming you. I know what I'm doing."

"really?"

"Ah."

"Okay, if you need to gather herbs again, you can come to me."

Chen Sanshi picked up the iron stone again, got up and left.

Ningxiang rested her chin on her hand, watching him leave quietly, and sighed softly.

“Master, I told you long ago that this guy wouldn’t help us.”

Zhao Zhao, unusually cheerful, said with concern, "What should we do next? The landlord and the others will be sending people over soon. Maybe we should leave first."

“Where can you go, my good disciple?”

Surrounded by incense, Ningxiang said helplessly, "In this world, only His Majesty the Emperor and Sun Xiangzong can protect us now. If we go to the Emperor's side, we will only die a more miserable death. Only Sun Xiangzong is left."

"Master..."

Zhao Zhao said, "Otherwise, let's return the things. Maybe the owner..."

"Shut up!"

Ningxiang said angrily, "These things were originally left to me by my ancestors. My father's death was also due to him. Now I'm just taking back what's mine. Even if I die, I will not return them."