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C337 Face Setting Pill



C337 Face Setting Pill

Qinghai, International Trade Building, roof.    

    

A blurry figure was moving around on the floor of the rooftop like a headless fly, looking around in a daze.    

    

"What a pity."    

    

Zhang Yang bent down and touched a bloodstain on the ground with one of his fingers. He looked at it and muttered. With a look of regret, he flicked his finger and the blurry shadow slowly disappeared.    

    

When he and Lin Yuanshan had caught up to them, the Ninja's aura dissipated. Obviously, the other party had already prepared for them to take a back seat and leave on a helicopter.    

    

The essence of the Art of Tracking was based on the fusion of one's vital energy, blood, and Qi. It seemed miraculous, but it was definitely not omnipotent. For example, there was a time and scope limit.    

    

Furthermore, once in the air, the target's aura would quickly spread in the air, making it very difficult to track.    

    

Of course, if Zhang Yang's realm increased, the Secret Arts's power would naturally increase as well. However, he was only at the Quasi-Heaven Level realm now, and had encountered the shackles of the mind, so there were too many restrictions.    

    

The fleeing Ninja was very strong, but Zhang Yang did not care too much. His opponent was injured by Sandy and had a deathly aura seeping into his body, making it difficult for him to survive. Even if the other party had a secret survival technique, his power would be greatly reduced.    

    

His real goal was to find out where Shousosu Kana was hiding and capture her.    

    

After getting plotted against by Shousosu Kana a few times, if Zhang Yang's heart was calm, it would be impossible. Especially after making him suffer a huge loss this time, if possible, he really wanted to kill Japan right now.    

    

However, he was not a reckless person, much less an indignant youth.    

    

After this battle, his attitude had changed. In this world, many things were not as simple as it seemed. Now was not the time to be emotional. There were many people around him and behind him who needed his protection.    

    

The three experts that came to China this time were a fatal threat to him and he had some understanding of the Ninja s. However, if he managed to reach the place where the Musashi Family was located, he wasn't confident that he could escape with his life.    

    

Most importantly, he was not in a good condition right now. He did not have absolute strength.    

    

Moreover, there was a Mutant Race in the west eyeing him covetously. These were all things he needed to consider.    

    

Now was not the time to show off and be happy. He believed that one day, everything would change because of the change in his strength.    

    

Of course, not going to Japan did not mean that he would not need to do anything. Zhang Yang immediately informed Han Laosan and Baldy, activated all manpower and resources, and increased the monitoring and investigation abilities. As long as there were clues to Musashi Family, they would be directly reported to him.    

    

They definitely could not allow the other party to retreat so easily.    

    

He also knew that with Shousosu Kana's disguise technique, they could easily leave Hua Xia, but he had to eliminate all the forces with Musashi Family in China, no matter how evil they were.    

    

There was no need for him to do this. He passed one hand to Han Laosan, the bald man, and the others. After returning to the manor, he buried his head into the room and prepared to concoct the Face Pill.    

    

"..."    

    

At the southern suburbs of Qing Hai, at the security village, in an ordinary courtyard …    

    

The village of Security was one of the thirteen natural villages in the southern suburbs. The buildings here still looked as they had in the nineties, with old concrete roads, stone caves, and dilapidated courtyards. The alleys were like labyrinths, with the occasional sound of dogs barking.    

    

Most of the young people in the village were working outside the village, while some of the rich people would also move into the village.    

    

Although there were many people left in the countryside, this kind of environment was not uncommon in China. It could even be described as the size of a cow's hair.    

    

In a relatively independent small courtyard, there were three caves and four main rooms. In one of the rooms, there were seven to eight Ninja s.    

    

A woman was lying on the bed. Her entire body was covered with wounds. The blood that flowed out was not red, but black.    

    

Not only that, her face and skin were also blue and purple.    

    

It was the heavily injured Tomoko who had successfully retreated.    

    

It was dark under the lamp.    

    

A wise man always misses something.    

    

Even Zhang Yang was the same, he was a human, not a god.    

    

Shousosu Kana knew that once the encirclement failed, Zhang Yang would definitely retaliate. It would not be easy for him to escape.    

    

The helicopter originally intended to leave the flat city area, but after Shousosu Kana learned of Tomoko's injury, she decisively made the decision to let the helicopter circle around Qing Hai before leaving. On the way, Tomoko was escorted here.    

    

However, her injuries were extremely terrible. Not only were there no signs of healing, her entire body was dark green, and her breathing was erratic. She was on the verge of death.    

    

"Ah …"    

    

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and let out a suppressed roar, like a dying beast. Her eyes were wide open and her chest was heaving up and down.    

    

"Lady Tomoko …"    

    

A few of the Ninja s were shocked as their expressions became ugly to the extreme. They found it hard to imagine what kind of pain the clan's strongest Yue Lao must have endured to cause her to suffer so much pain.    

    

"Miss … Have you come? "    

    

After taking a few deep breaths, Tomoko woke up from her stupor. Her face was surrounded by a dark green aura, and the ten fingers that were tightly stabbed into her palm were as terrifying as a ghost claw.    

    

"Please hold on, Lady Tomoko!"    

    

"Don't worry …" "I won't die so easily …"    

    

Tomoko panted for breath as she looked at the Ninja s. "Remember, when Miss comes, if I lose consciousness, you must find a way to wake me up …"    

    

"Ha!" All the Ninja answered in unison with tearful eyes.    

    

"..."    

    

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.    

    

Longevity Manor, cultivation room.    

    

Lee Shan had already taken off her black office attire. At this moment, she was wearing a loose white training suit suitable for training, and her hair was completely tied up. If Lee Shan had given people a beautiful and generous feeling before, now she gave people a valiant and formidable feeling.    

    

At this moment, she was performing the Extreme Body-forging Arts's training one move at a time. In combination with the ancient martial arts mental cultivation method's chant, her movements actually had a faint, indescribable rhythm.    

    

In the past, the baldy and the others had to cultivate to the limit before they could learn the ancient martial arts mental cultivation method. The two were complementary to each other, and when the baldy and the others broke through to the Teacher Level, the veins grew in their bodies.    

    

This time, Zhang Yang had integrated both sides completely and created a brand-new cultivation technique. Lee Shan had personally tested it.    

    

Zhang Yang had predicted that if nothing unexpected happened, there was no need to break through the Teacher Level realm.    

    

He did so naturally in anticipation of a rainy day.    

    

Firstly, after this battle, he felt that it was necessary to give the woman beside him the power to protect himself.    

    

Secondly, to prepare for the future, in the near future, Zhang Yang will pass on the Demon Tattoo Secret Arts.    

    

Of course, these were only his inner thoughts, and he didn't tell Lee Shan and the others about it. However, in order to give them more motivation to cultivate, he threw out an irresistible temptation.    

    

It was a Face Setting Pill that could only be consumed when one cultivated a sense of Qi and produced inner force!    

    

A woman's care for her own skin was more important than her life, so her immunity was almost nil.    

    

Thus, after Zhang Yang said it, Lee Shan started cultivating without rest for the next seven days. Fortunately, she had a certain level of foundation, and with the help of a large number of Qi Building Pill, and the guidance from Su Dan's Ancient Martial Arts, she had a sense of Qi.    

    

Not only her, if it was really as Zhang Yang expected, then Su Su, Ye Junyan, and Zhou Qian would all learn this cultivation method.    

    

"..."    

    

At the same time, in Zhang Yang's villa, the mist rose and the medicinal fragrance filled the air.    

    

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!    

    

A few orange Pill turned into afterimages as they flew out from the Pattern Tripod, and out came a small porcelain bottle.    

    

Zhang Yang's face revealed a hint of joy as he finally let out a long breath.    

    

After seven days of repeated experiments and countless failures, he had finally succeeded in three batches. There was a total of twenty-four Face Setting Pills.    

    

The Face Setting Pill was different from the Lingxiu River that was produced by passing it to Ye Churan.    

    

First of all, all of the ingredients for the Face Setting Pill were precious herbs that Hee Xinqiong, Gu Xiner, Sea Dragon Sect, and his own four factions had gathered with all their might.    

    

Lingxiu River, on the other hand, were all common medicinal herbs. Only the adding liquid within them was precious.    

    

Secondly, the Face Setting Pill, as its name implied, had the ability to truly fix one's appearance. In modern terms, it was a pill that would last forever.    

    

Of course, the so-called everlasting youth was relative, and did not have the effect of prolonging one's lifespan.    

    

But even so, even though Lingxiu River had the same anti-aging effect as the Face Setting Pill, they were still nothing compared to it.    

    

Regardless of the difficulty of the forging technique or the value of the medicinal herbs, the two could not be compared.    

    

Especially some of the ingredients, no matter how Zhang Yang collected them, he could not gather them. In the end, it was only because Hee Xinqiong paid a certain price to obtain them that she managed to refine twenty-four Pill in seven days.    

    

As for their effects, they were even more obvious.    

    

Other than giving the Face Setting Pill to the people around him, the rest of it was necessary in case of an emergency to rope them in. The Lingxiu River s, on the other hand, were all used to suck in gold, and to normal people, the effects of the Lingxiu River were enough to make all women go crazy.    

    

After resting for a moment, Zhang Yang pondered for a moment before he pulled open the cork, took out one of the cork and threw it into his mouth.    

    

Ever since he came to this world, he had been constantly polishing his body. There was no need to talk about his flexibility and strength, even if bullets were to hit his body, it wouldn't cause any damage.    

    

If one looked closely at his bronze colored skin, one would see a kind of luster on it. It was exquisite and smooth, enough to make any woman in the world feel envy and inferiority.    

    

Moreover, as his cultivation level continued to rise, his lifespan would continue to grow longer, and there was no need for the Face Setting Pill. The reason why he consumed it was to sense the changes in the medicinal strength of the pill.    

    

The moment the Pill entered his mouth, it melted and the medicinal power quickly evaporated all the bones in his body.    

    

Zhang Yang Xu narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly. He covered his entire body with Spiritual Consciousness and carefully sensed around.    

    

Soon, waves of stiffness came from his body. At the same time, a thin, almost transparent membrane covered the surface of his skin.    

    

It was worth mentioning that there were very few impurities in this film. This was the reason why Zhang Yang often tempered his body and trained. If it was an ordinary person, it wouldn't be this thin film, but the impurities discharged from the surface of their skin.    

    

After a while, the film slowly fell off and Zhang Yang carefully felt it again. With a happy expression, he went to the bathroom to wash up. After pondering for a while, he dialed Lee Shan's number.    

    


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