After I wore it back, I became immortal

Faced with the prompt sound that sounded in time, Pu Tongren's head was full of black lines, and he almost laughed angrily.

35 is 35, it's better than no point at all.

"Hey, Tongtong, look at the gold coins." Zheng Weiguo squinted his eyes and rubbed his hands, "Then these weapons..."

"Take it, take it!" Pu Tong impatiently waved his hand.

"Okay." Zheng Weiguo responded happily, calling for people to quickly drag away the things on the ground. After a while, several people dragged four or five large boxes over.

It's so big that it's hard to ignore it.

Pu Tongren took a look, and met Zheng Weiguo's attentive gaze.

"This is the medicinal material you want."

Pu Tongren: "..."

Thinking of Zheng Weiguo's straightforwardness just now, Pu Tongren said, "Not to mention too much, ten medicines and one gold coin."

Zheng Weiguo's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

"What? Too expensive?" Pu Tong said displeasedly.

"No, no, no... this price is fine, I agree!" Zheng Weiguo held back his happy heart with a tense face.

He really doesn't think it's expensive, and even thinks he sold it cheaply.

When the real currency was still valuable, the Yun family asked for a hundred times as much as he wanted.

Even if he didn't know Pu Tongren's skill in refining elixir, Zheng Weiguo didn't regret the 'discount' he gave him.

But reality teaches him to be a man, and you never know whether the future will bring you surprises, shocks, or numbness.

Zheng Weiguo stood beside Wu Dong in a daze, looking at the man who was sitting on the small bench and rubbing the pills with his hands casually, feeling the deep malice from the world.

"Uncle, he is..." Where is rubbing mud balls?Wu Dong grabbed his head and smashed his mouth, looked at his younger brother who was squatting on the ground rubbing pills together, and kicked his ass unpleasantly.

Wu Qiong was excitedly rubbing pills with the task that Pu Tongren had given him, and almost fell headfirst into the basin in front of him that contained the black paste-like object.

"Baby bastard, who kicked me, grandpa, I don't want to live anymore?" Wu Qiong steadied her body with one hand, and held up the half-rubbed pills with the other, turning her face and cursing.

"Me." With a dark face, Wu Dong went over and knocked him on the head, then smiled shyly at Pu Tongren and said, "Little ancestor, do you still remember me? I, Wu Dong."

Pu Tongren sat on the small bench and looked at him with half-closed eyelids, "You were called by Zheng Weiguo to help rub the pills?"

Wu Dong was stunned, and turned to look at Zheng Weiguo.

Zheng Weiguo didn't want to talk, so he silently squeezed in front of him, looking at the black pills in the basin on Pu Tongren's right, his eyes stared straight.

He just hasn't seen him for a while, why does it feel like the world has changed?

"This is?" Don't tell him this is the 'miracle medicine' he said!

"This is the 'Shiquan Dabu Pill' made for you with the medicinal materials you brought." Pu Tongren looked at him with a smile, and kept rubbing the pills in his hands.

Zheng Weiguo: ...

With a stiff face, he forced a smile and said, "You asked me to call someone for help, just to help you..." The one who rubbed the pills?

"Uncle, your movements are too slow. By the time you call someone over, my ancestors and I have already finished rubbing this ointment." Wu Qiong interjected.

Zheng Weiguo's cold eyes stabbed straight at him, Wu Qiongxu touched his nose, and lowered his head, not daring to show his head again.

"Why are you here!" Zheng Weiguo was in a bad mood, looking at him unkindly, and Lin Le who was working silently.

The two of them were squatting around the basin containing the black ointment, and they thought they were counting ants with their buttocks pouted.

"I'm passing by." Wu Qiong whispered.

In fact, he heard someone say that Zheng Weiguo brought someone to the training room to see Lin Le. Since Lin Le is a student of Pu Tongren, he felt that he should persuade Uncle Zheng, otherwise the teacher came and saw him disgusted. Students of others, what is this called?

However, as soon as he arrived in the training room, he found that the atmosphere was not right.

Looking at it again, the training room, which used to be noisy at this time, is now as quiet as if there is no one there.

This made Wu Qiong very curious, because as soon as the magical art of good fortune appeared, Zheng Weiguo transferred many young soldiers with no supernatural powers but strong will from the army, and urged them to practice according to the magical art of good fortune.Fortunately, it didn't take long for someone to make progress, which undoubtedly gave this group of ordinary soldiers a surprise and hope.

So since then, they have worked harder than anyone else, wishing they could take root in the training room every day.

But now, the training room in front of him was obviously abnormal.

He couldn't see the problem from the outside, so he could only go in.

As soon as he entered, he saw the southeast corner surrounded by more than a dozen people, and he saw Pu Tongren in the middle at a glance.

He still recalls that scene in amazement from time to time.

Indeed, at that time, Pu Tongren was like a real emperor, with his arms swaying and his eyes staring at him, people can never forget that scene.

Even though, the only one who bows to him is the 'medicinal material'.

When Wu Qiong thought of those boxes of medicinal materials jumping into Pu Tongren's hand one by one, like moths to a flame, his eyes filled with enthusiasm and admiration.

Therefore, when Pu Tongren asked him to help, he nodded in agreement without the slightest hesitation, and drove the others out.

"So free? Can you still pass by the training room?" Wu Dong squatted down next to him, his hand uncontrollably reaching for the dark ointment basin.

"What are you doing?" Before Pu Tongren could make a move, Wu Qiong slapped him.

"Touch your hands casually if they are not dirty!" Wu Qiong reprimanded Wu Dong with a serious face, and then looked at Pu Tongren apprehensively.

Wu Dong: "...I have a temper." Dare to talk to me like this?

"If you want to knead meatballs, wash your hands first, then wrap your hands with supernatural powers before touching them." Wu Qiong carefully glanced at Pu Tongren, seeing that he was not dissatisfied, gradually gained confidence, and his expression could not help but become proud , "But before you touch it, you have to ask the little ancestor if he is happy."

"Yes, why don't I, you teach him how to knead the pills." Pu Tongren pointed to Wu Qiong and said.

He asked Zheng Weiguo to call someone over to help rub the pills, otherwise why come here to join in the fun?

Pu Tongren's words made Wu Dong silent, but Wu Qiong curled her lips in dissatisfaction, turned her head and said unwillingly: "Aren't you very busy? Don't you think this is a waste of your time?"

What are you messing around with?The disgust in his eyes stabbed Wu Dong almost to death.

"What are you busy with? Not busy, little ancestor, do you think there is anything I can do for you?" Wu Dong ignored him, looked up at Pu Tongren sitting on the small bench, and said with an honest smile .

"What can you do?" Pu Tong glanced at him, "Help rub the pills." As he said, he threw the black balls that he had been rubbing into the basin on the right, and the other round and glossy pills that were rubbed. together with the black balls.

Wu Dong's gaze drifted over.

An ordinary stainless steel round basin is not too big, but it is as big as a washbasin, and the depth is slightly deeper, about fifteen centimeters.

There were black pills in it, varying in size, some big and some small, and more than half of the basin was filled.

Wu Dong looked at Zheng Weiguo and found that he hadn't recovered from the 'strike', so he couldn't help asking: "Are these the pills you mentioned?"

Pu Tongren took a part of the ointment basin in front of him and rubbed it in his palm, then said calmly, "Yes, is there a problem?"

What's the problem?Zheng Weiguo put on a wooden face.

"What is the specific effect?" Wu Dong asked with interest.

"Shiquan Dabu Pill, tonic, what effect do you think it can have?" Pu Tongren retorted.

Wu Dong pondered for two seconds, and said, "But there are many kinds of tonics, which one do you use specifically?"

"...What is missing, what is missing, there is no harm, no preservatives are added, don't worry."

Let me tell you that, I still can't feel relieved...

"Can you try the effect of the medicine?" Wu Dong pointed at the pill and asked sincerely.

"Okay, it will be deducted from your share." Pu Tongren didn't care.

Wu Dong nodded, picked out a small one from the basin, but hesitated when it came to his mouth.

"If you want to eat, give it to me." Wu Qiong looked at him without moving, the expression in his eyes was staring at his hand from the beginning, but it took only half a minute for the later impatience to pass.

"Have you eaten?" Wu Dong's questioning eyes flew to him.

Wu Qiong, who just wanted to say that she had eaten, suddenly covered her mouth and shook her head.

This way he explained the situation, Wu Dong put down the pill in his hand, and asked him, "How did you feel when you took the pill?"

"I didn't..." Wu Qiong shook her head, but lowered her head under Zheng Weiguo's gaze, "The first one I kneaded, the little ancestor said it was unqualified, so he let me eat it.

As for the feeling, I only feel that the ability seems to have increased a little bit, and the others have not changed. "

What he said was really vague, Wu Dong hated that iron could not be made into steel, so he could only eat one by himself.

Two minutes later, Wu Dong reached out and grabbed a handful of pills from the basin and put them in his pocket.

"Uncle Zheng, I still have some pills that the Yun family gave me. I think you look down on these 'three no' pills. How about we change them?" Wu Dong said, putting a few more in his pocket , he specializes in picking small ones, so there are quite a few of them.

When Zheng Weiguo saw his posture, he immediately came back to his senses, thinking of Pu Tongren's wonderful technique in refining weapons.

It is not uncommon for the pills to be rubbed with hands.

Regardless of the process, as long as the result is good, nothing else matters!

So what is he struggling with! ?

Zheng Weiguo, who had come to his senses, wished he could give him a slap in the face, but in reality he stopped Wu Dong who was about to run away with the medicine in his hands.

"Where do you want to go with my medicine?" Zheng Weiguo said with a sullen face.

"What's mine and yours, Uncle, if you say that, you'll be offended."

"Put down the medicine." Zheng Weiguo said seriously, his eyes twitching.

"Uncle, I remember that you only gave medicine to 1 group this time, and our group didn't have it yet. In this way, I'll make the decision. Our 3 groups don't want the secret medicine of the Yun family this time. How about Sanwu pills?" Wu Dong said with a smile while protecting the pills in his pocket.

Zheng Weiguo: "You put it down for me, and I will distribute it uniformly when the time comes."

Wu Dong was busy answering, "It's so troublesome..."

"I said, didn't you come to help?" Pu Tongren was finally willing to look up at them, and scolded: "Come and help!"

Zheng Weiguo: "..."

Wu Dong: "..." I really need help, I'm afraid that the pills I rub out will knock my teeth out!

He looked at Zheng Weiguo begging for help.

However, what Zheng Weiguo gave back was the same sight for help as he did.

"Little ancestor, I don't think the meticulous work of rubbing pills is suitable for me." Wu Dong refused in a roundabout way.

"Then what job do you think is suitable for you?" Pu Tongren threw down the pill in his hand, patted the dust that didn't exist on his hand, and looked at him.

Wu Dong's nimble eyeballs rolled around, and finally landed on Hao Yaoyan who was sitting on a chair reading a book, "Study, I am a person who can only have a good voice. I will read to him, and he will rub it for you." Pills, how convenient."

Speaking of herself, Hao Yaoyan put down the book in her hand, and said coldly: "What I read is not a book, but a formation. You don't need to read it, and you don't understand it."

Wu Dong: "..." If you don't need it, you don't need it. What does it mean to add one more sentence?

After a few minutes.

Zheng Weiguo, Wu Qiong, and Lin Le gathered around the ointment basin, listening to Wu Dong singing out-of-key folk songs with a wooden face, and rubbing their ears filled with magic sounds from time to time.

Hao Yaoyan calmly sealed her hearing, and helped Pu Tongren seal it by the way, and then studied the book in her hand.

Another few minutes passed.

Pu Tongren asked Wu Dong, who had a hoarse singing voice, "Is this job easy?"

Wu Dong's eyes turned red and he almost cried.

Zheng Weiguo and the other three looked at each other and almost cried.

It was so ugly, it almost drove them crazy.