"Girl Qin, tomorrow is the day when Wudang Patriarch and his elders start the ceremony of accepting apprentices in Wudang. Would you like to go with me?"

"This time we can also use the relationship between Wudang and the capital to congratulate?"

Ye Mubai held the first batch of enhanced genetic potions created by using the Blood Essence given to them by the previous mythical Dragon Turtel.

This improved genetic potion is the latest achievement of Ye Mubai and Qin Yin. Every bottle of genetic potion can create unprecedented value~.

That is, after taking it, ordinary fighters can greatly strengthen all aspects of their own strength, and even unlock their own Martial Dao yoke, thus becoming a person with a hundred times stronger strength than ordinary people.

But although this genetic potion has a great boosting effect, it is not perfect. This disguised way of squeezing out the potential to gain power can only be said to use some qualifications-ordinary ordinary people.

But in this way, Ye Mubai and Qin Yin have now made 10,000 bottles of such genetic potions with the help of the massive resources of the research institute.

And these 10,000 bottles of genetic potion can also bring nearly 10,000 fighters at the Practitioner level to the capital official. In general, the capital official's strength has also been greatly strengthened.

And also had a certain strength to face the arrival of Spiritual Recovery one and a half months later.

Qin Yin put down the research materials in his hand, and said with a slight relief, "Sister Shen, let's make time for a trip to Wudang Mountain tomorrow. I just took advantage of this opportunity to ask the ancestor and his elders about this gene. Is there any improvement in the potion, or is there something more suitable for research enhancement."

"Now I regret swallowing all the blood-colored lotus flower petals. If we can stay a little bit, maybe we can use the research of the blood-colored lotus flower petals to formulate a reduced effect version of the strengthening medicine."

For the current Shen Mubai and Qin Yin, what they need to do now is to increase their research as much as possible, so as to get more capital for the future again.

After hearing Qin Yin's words, Shen Mubai nodded in agreement.

......

In the middle of the night, Zhang Changsheng, the ancestor at this moment, sits on the futon, and the breath of Yang is permeated all over his body. Although the breath is extremely terrifying, there is no breath permeating it.

Controlling one's own power so freely in this way is really terrifying.

"call......"

"It's still a little bit worse. It seems that it will take two or three days to fully integrate the Dao of Yang."

Seeing that there was no way to break through the last one percent fusion, Zhang Changsheng also sighed slightly, then fell asleep with the moonlight in the middle of the night.

Everything is often the easiest at the beginning, but the difficulty gets higher and higher at the end. It is like the current ancestor Zhang Changsheng's integration of the Dao of Yang, which is less than one percent of the final completion.

But even this last one percent completely stumped him.

It is very simple to go from one to ninety-nine, and to reach the level of ninety-nine to one hundred, the effort or energy required may be even more difficult than that of one to ninety-nine.

......

The temperature of the rising sun in autumn seems to be much lower than that in the summer, but today's Wudang Mountain is noisier than ever.

It was only six or seven in the morning, but nearly 100,000 people had already gathered under the Wudang Mountain!

Moreover, this was just bright in the morning, and quite a few people were still running towards Wudang Mountain.

However, the gate of Wudang Mountain has not been opened yet.

More than 100,000 people respected the ancestor Zhang Changsheng, and none of them dared to enter the mountain gate without authorization.

What's more, someone had already kicked the gate half a year ago, and no one has forgotten that person's fate.

. ......... .......

"Old Patriarch, Patriarch, this mountain is really lively like never before. Do you think you should open the mountain gate now, or how to arrange it."

"Furthermore, late last night, Senior Sister Qin and the others also contacted me, saying that today is our big day in Wudang Mountain, and they will also come to congratulate me."

Wang Ye, the second-generation leading disciple of Wudang, looked excited, holding the lunch box with breakfast, and said to the ancestor who had just finished the morning class.

Zhang Changsheng looked at Wang Ye who was excited before him, shook his head slightly and said, "Why are you so excited? When did you start it in the past, it will be when you start it today. By the way, your uncle and the others are almost ready for things."

"Remember, today we only accept as many disciples as Wudang Mountain can afford, and we don't have the resources to teach if there are too many."

The current Wudang Mountain first-generation disciples plus the second-generation disciples are no more than two hundred people, and it is already the limit to receive 10,000 disciples. No matter how much it is, it is useless.

What's more, this time it wasn't their Wudang Mountain family who accepted disciples from the ancient martial arts faction, so somehow they had to leave some good resources for other schools.

......and.

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