Chapter 270 Peasant Bloodline

Everyone left Baicao Valley and retreated to the top of a mountain. Snipers were on guard all around, while Qianhe Huanzi and the other four women were talking in the middle of the mountain.

"This time we didn't inquire about the enemy's situation clearly, and we didn't know the existence of the valley-protecting formation in advance!" Huanzi said regretfully.

"Yes, if there was no formation to protect the valley, even if we had a head-on conflict with Nong Fanxian, we would still be invincible. How could so many people die?" Ye Qingluan sighed.

"Liu Dong, how many casualties are there in total?" Xu Xiangwu looked at Liu Dong beside him.

Liu Dong said: "The statistics have been calculated. There are a total of forty-eight people dead and more than a hundred injured, five of whom are seriously injured. However, there is no fear of life!"

"Forty or fifty Anjin-level sharpshooters have died. If the master knows about it, he will definitely be heartbroken. We must avenge this!" Huanzi gritted his teeth.

"More people died in Baicao Valley, and those who could fight were almost wiped out by us. It is estimated that only the cunning Dan Jin Grandmaster and no more than five great martial arts masters with Huajin levels are left. As long as there are no Nong Fan Immortal, our team of a hundred people can easily kill them!" Liu Dong said.

"This Nong Fanxian is very difficult to kill. He is proficient in refining medicine and carries many elixirs with him. Once exhausted, he will use elixirs to relieve himself. If it weren't for the fact that we are very special, even with the help of formations, It’s also difficult to preserve!” Xu Xiangwu said.

The other three women nodded. After this battle, they finally understood how precious the power of blood and skills are.

Without blood nerves, Huanzi must have died!

Without the blood of the dragon and the holy blood of immortality, Ye Qingluan and Yi Hong would also be unable to survive.

Without the Tianxin Sword Immortal Technique, the attacks of several people when they set up the formation would not be so powerful, because many of the injuries on Nong Fanxian's body were caused by Xu Xiangwu's sword attacks!

"Liu Dong, tell us, what happened to the alchemy furnace? Why can't it be opened?" Huanzi frowned.

Liu Dong shook his head solemnly: "I still can't understand why that thing is so strong. I have tried grenades and bombs, but I can't cause any damage to it. There is something on the top of the alchemy furnace. There is a lid, but we don’t know how to lift it, even using bombs to blow it up is useless!”

"If so many bombs can't be exploded, then the spirit swords in our hands shouldn't be able to break them either!" Huanzi said.

Ye Qingluan also nodded: "But, have you found a problem?"

"what is the problem?"

"Nong Fanxian has such a powerful alchemy furnace, why didn't he use it to attack us? In the end, when he couldn't hold on, he would rather use pills to stimulate his life potential and consume his own cultivation foundation than use the alchemy furnace?"

"Why?" Liu Dong was puzzled and very confused.

"If I'm not wrong, it must be because the master is still inside. As long as the master is not dead and is still imprisoned inside, then he, the mortal immortal, will not be able to use the alchemy furnace as a weapon to attack us!"

"Of course, there is another possibility. Once he uses the alchemy furnace, it may give the owner a chance to escape. Therefore, he did not use the alchemy furnace even when it was very dangerous!"

Several people nodded in approval.

"Then what to do next?" Liu Dong asked.

"There are not many people left in Baicao Valley, and the rest are just some inconspicuous minions. After our large army arrives, we can attack again and break his valley-protecting formation. There is no problem. Now The key is, how do we open the alchemy furnace and rescue the owner from it!" Xu Xiangwu frowned.

The other women also fell silent.

For a time, everyone had no choice but to rest temporarily and wait for dawn.

Nong Fanxian was sitting in the main hall of the alchemy room at this time.

In front of him was the mid-level Dan Jin Grandmaster who had caused considerable harm to Liu Dong and others.

This person's name is Nongyou San. His wounds have been treated and the bullets have been forced out. He bowed and said, "Ancestor, the losses have been calculated!"

"Say!" Nong Fanxian looked gloomy.

"Among the clan members of Anjin level and above in the valley, I and three other great martial artists are the only ones left!"

"What?" Although Nong Fanxian knew that this time the loss would be heavy, he never expected it to be so miserable.

He knew that before the elixir conference was held, there were a total of more than 200 Anjin martial arts masters in the valley, 780 or 80 alchemists, and as many as 19 Danjin masters.

Calculated in this way, it means that all the Anjin martial arts masters have been killed, not a single one is left; more than seventy Huajin martial arts masters have been killed, and nineteen grand masters have been killed and eighteen.

Farmer Yousan continued: "In addition, more than 300 Ming Jin warriors were killed!"

"Damn it!" Nong Fanxian's face was ashen, his body was trembling, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He was seriously injured, but was suppressed by the elixir. At this time, he was so heartbroken and emotionally unstable that his injuries also exploded.

"Ancestor, you have to take care of your health. No matter how heavy the loss is, as long as you are still alive, our inheritance in Baicao Valley will not be interrupted. One day, the air flow will be strong again!" Farmer Three worriedly said.

"Tell me, how many people are left in the valley?"

"If you don't add the more than 100 new people who were recruited from the outside just a few days ago, there will only be more than 300 people left!"

"In other words, Baili Yunxiao and his people brought seven levels of trauma to us in Baicao Valley?"

Nong Fanxian suddenly felt a trace of regret. In his eyes, a Baili Yunxiao was far less important than his more than 600 killed tribesmen. If things could be done over again, he would rather not have the reputation of Baicao Valley and monopolize it. elixir market to avoid this disaster.

"Ancestor, those hundreds of soldiers should not be far away yet!" Farmer San said worriedly.

"I know that they are resting on the top of a mountain outside the valley, probably waiting for the arrival of the large army. We all underestimated Yu Lingxiao's influence. Without the permission of the country, how could his maid mobilize such a powerful army? ?”

"Yes, ancestors, I see that all those soldiers are at the Anjin level. This level of cultivation is even inferior to that of the most powerful God of War special forces among the eight special forces. Their marksmanship is amazing. If it weren't for them, If we are eager to rescue Baili Yunxiao and force our way in, we probably won’t even be able to kill dozens of people!” Farmer Yousan said.

Nong Fanxian frowned and said nothing. He became more and more alert because he was worried that this was Daxia's high-level officials who deliberately used this opportunity to eradicate Baicao Valley.

Although Baicao Valley is far away from the world, it almost dominates the entire Shennongjia. It is rich in products and has countless natural resources and treasures. Even the country cannot easily get involved. Almost all of them belong to Baicao Valley.

Nowadays, Baicao Valley has suffered heavy losses, and it is difficult to protect this resource.

But those soldiers have not completely evacuated, and are probably still waiting for the arrival of large forces. Once they launch another attack, Baicao Valley will really be destroyed.

"Ancestor, what should we do next?" the farmer asked with worry on his face.

"It seems that if they cannot save Yu Lingxiao, they will not give up. However, our Baicao Valley has suffered such heavy casualties, how can we let the tiger return to the mountain? Therefore, Yu Lingxiao must die, and wait until I completely refine Yu Lingxiao into Pill, go to Longting Island again and uproot his power!"

"But what about the country?"

"Hmph, so what? They will never dare to arrest a martial arts myth, otherwise, if I break into the world, I will definitely bring greater disaster to them!" The murderous aura in Nong Fanxian's eyes became more and more intense.

Farmer No. 3 nodded slightly. Since ancient times, I have never heard of any dynasty that wanted martial arts myths. The worst they could do was to send masters of the same level or with higher cultivation levels to kill them, instead of going out in an upright manner.

This is also to prevent martial arts myths from jumping over the wall and causing trouble in the secular world.

"You first go to the Jingzhou Legion, meet with the legion commander, and ask where these troops come from. If he doesn't know, or doesn't admit that they are from the Jingzhou Legion, then ask him to send troops to conquer the valley. Kill those soldiers outside!"

Farmer No. 3 nodded. He understood what his ancestor meant. If the commander of the Jingzhou Army dared not agree, he would definitely suffer revenge from his ancestor.

"Ancestor, I'll go out first!" Farmer San bowed to leave.

"Where is that girl?" Nong Fanxian asked.

"Baby girl?"

"It's the girl who made the fire!"

"I was so frightened that I went down to rest!"

"Send someone to call her over soon!"

"yes!"

The third farmer didn't understand what the ancestor meant, but he could tell that the girl was going to have a successful career.

A few minutes later, Nong Lele stepped into the hall again, bowed and said: "Ancestor!"

"You are very good and you have not disappointed me. From now on, I want to accept you as my alchemy boy, please agree!" Nong Fanxian said.

Although Nong Lele didn't know what status the alchemy boy belonged to, he couldn't refuse and could only nod his head and said: "Yes, ancestor!"

"Okay, then, let me tell you the importance of the alchemy boy..."

As Nong Fanxian explained, Nong Lele became more and more surprised.

The alchemy boy is second only to Nong Fanxian's direct disciple, and he assists Nong Fanxian in alchemy. In the process of assisting, he will naturally learn some alchemy techniques.

"Do you know why I let you be my alchemy boy?" Nong Fanxian asked.

"Junior doesn't know!"

"Because your physique is very special. Other people, even if they have extremely high cultivation, cannot withstand the baking of the flames of the alchemy furnace for a long time, but you can. I can even see that the alchemy fire has a good effect on your body. It can have some positive effects!" Nong Fanxian explained.

Nong Lele naturally understood why he had a special physique. Wasn't it because of the technique taught to him by Baili Yunxiao? However, she could not speak out about this matter, otherwise, she would definitely be killed by her ancestor.

Fortunately, she also had some resilience, so she pretended to be confused and asked, "Why?"

"Haha... This is the unique talent of us farm children, because we are descendants of Shennong. Rumor has it that the bloodline of our ancestor Shennong contains two powers, one is the power of wood, and the other is the power of fire. People with the power of wood are good at growing some herbs, while people with the power of fire are good at controlling fire and making elixirs!"

"Ancestor, do you mean that I have some fire power in my body?" Nong Lele was really confused.

"Yes, once you activate this power in your body, it can make your cultivation level rise by leaps and bounds, making your combat power far superior to that of masters of the same level!"

"Ancestor, what kind of power are you?" Nong Lele asked in surprise.