"Idiot." Fu Qiang didn't wait for the fat Taoist to threaten, and pinched the magic tricks in his hand. The eight golden swords flashed, and the eight-door golden lock formation was activated, and the fat Taoist's spiritual power was sealed.

Fu Qiang cannot seal the strength of the Jindan stage, but now that the fat Taoist has suffered such severe injuries, Fu Qiang can still seal him.

The spiritual power was sealed, and the flame palm on the farmer's neck disappeared immediately.

"You..." Looking at Fu Qiang, the fat Taoist was like a deflated ball.

"Give you another chance." Fu Qiang pointed a little at the sword in his hand, and the eight golden swords retreated from the body of the fat Taoist.

"Oh..." The fat Taoist sighed, and a magic trick was shaped in his hand. A ball of fire flew out of his body and landed on the farmer's three punches. At the same time, a medicine cauldron and a Taoist book were taken out by the fat Taoist and threw it to the farmer's three punches.

"Boss, boss, I have obtained the deputy position of alchemist, and I have obtained the deputy position of alchemist." The farmer jumped up excitedly with three fists, and there were a few tears on his face.

"One is determined, egg is determined." Looking at the excited farmer's three punches, Fu Qiang smiled.

Pang...

Fu Qiang rushed in front of the farmer's three punches and kicked the medicine cauldron away with one kick.

"You dare to take out this kind of garbage and take out the medicine cauldron you used." In the shocked gaze of the farmer's three fists, Fu Qiang slapped the fat Taoist's face with his two black and white swords.

"Boss, this?" Looking at the medicine cauldron in the corner, the farmer felt a little stunned. He could not keep up with Fu Qiang's rhythm at all.

"Idiotic..."

Swish...

Fu Qiang pointed his fingers and cut off one leg of the fat Taoist with his two black and white swords.

"snort……"

Swish...

Fu Qiang pointed his sword at the point, and the fat Taoist's other leg was chopped off.

Pang...

Seeing that the fat Taoist was not talking, Fu Qiang asked Xiaoyu to step on the heads of the thin Taoist and the cold Taoist, and the red and white thing flew to the fat Taoist's face.

"I'll give it to it." The fat Taoist quickly took out the medicine cauldron and threw it to the farmer three times, just like throwing a hot potato.

"Hehe, you won't have to suffer such a great sin. Xiaoyu, cure him." Fu Qiang looked at the medicine cauldron and laughed.

Swish...

Ziyi waved her hand and a purple light appeared on the fat Taoist man's body. Purple bamboo leaves wrapped the fat Taoist man's legs and quickly cured the fat Taoist man's legs.

"Master, tell me your conspiracy against Xuanyan Valley..." Fu Qiang's next words made the fat Taoist who stood up fall to the ground again...

"Boss, can I still go back to the Medicine King Valley now?" In front of the teleportation array in Ziyan City, the farmer asked Fu Qiang three times.

"I x, farmer, you asked me thirty-four times. Are you upset?" Fu Qiang looked at the farmer's three punches and couldn't help but feel speechless.

"First of all, those three NPCs were killed by me. You did not form a team and it would not be counted on you. Secondly, I took on the task, and they can only be considered as the boss of the mission. Then, NPCs above the Killing Stage will be re-brushed, and some of the memories of the NPCs that are re-brushed will disappear. In other words, although he is still your master, he is no longer the master you used to." Fu Qiang looked at the farmer's three punches and explained to him again.

"But I'm still a little worried. If I destroy my soul, I will have to practice numbers again. I'm in my 40s now!" The farmer shook his head three times.

In the secret room, Fu Qiang asked about their conspiracy from the Fat Taoist, and the mission turned into killing three NPCs. Fu Qiang had no intention of letting the Taoist priest leave, so naturally he ended the Fat Taoist with one sword.

"Remember, the things I gave you and the medicine cauldron should not be used in the territory of Xuanyan Valley. As long as you do as I say, there will be no problem." Fu Qiang was really defeated by the farmer's three punches.

"Yeah, I know, I don't need to beat me to death."

"After learning the pill recipe and skills, you can come to Xuanyan Valley to find me." Fu Qiang walked into the teleportation array, not wanting to pay attention to this guy who was worried about gains and losses.

The golden master mission rewarded Fu Qiang's experience, and there were three amulets. The fat Taoist also gave Fu Qiang a lot of experience points and a bunch of magic weapons.

Fu Qiang is now at level 26 and a half, and the Shushan Sword Classic has already reached the fifth level. He has obtained a Shushan Sword Skill, and Xiaoyu has also been promoted to level 26.

Wind and Clouds: 150% physical damage to the target...

A single-body damage skill that increases attack speed, movement speed, and damage value.

Back at Xuanyan Valley, Fu Qiang's territory was no longer desolate. Several buildings stood up and the grain used for NPC was also sent.

However, the cave he lived in had not changed. The cave was not built by ordinary NPC craftsmen.

But Fu Qiang was not in a hurry. He had already chosen to help him repair the cave. At that time, someone would definitely come to him to repair it.

The house and food she lived in NPC were there, and Fu Qiang purchased enough equipment and martial arts in Ziyan City. Fu Qiang opened the official system and set the acquired mental techniques and spells into introductory magic and mental techniques.

"Trump, come out for me." Fu Qiang chose forty-seven NPCs and then clicked the recruitment order.
Chapter completed!