Chapter 1171: Cultivating Emperor Wu

"Why can't you recruit you?" Wang Zhenwei asked back.

Qin Ming said calmly: "Why do you solicit me?"

"With me, with Wang Jianuo's big family." Wang Zhenwei's eyes swept across the magnificent martial sages nearby, "With these capable helpers, as long as you join us, we can use the perfect pill to control the entire forest city."

"Then use the perfect pill to cultivate warriors, and conquer powers and cities."

"Even emperor Wu was cultivated and became the top power in the mainland!"

"Cultivating Emperor Wu?" Qin Ming shook his head and smiled faintly. "The ignorant person is fearless. I also want to cultivate Emperor Wu, and I am working hard."

"but……"

"Do you think that with the perfect nine-tier pill, you can cultivate Emperor Wu?"

"Why not?" Wang Zhenwei asked rhetorically, "As long as there are a large number of perfect pills, I will definitely be able to select talented martial artists to train."

"Let them take the perfect pill from an early age, and there will surely be the hope of a martial artist who will advance to the emperor."

"There is no hope at all!" Qin Ming broke Wang Zhenwei's illusion, "Don't say that I am trading only the most common perfect nine-tier pill. Even if I take out other precious perfect pill, it is impossible to cultivate Emperor Wu. "

"Impossible." Wang Zhenwei said loudly, "It is impossible that Emperor Wu can't be cultivated. It's just that your medicine is not precious enough."

Qin Ming looked at Wang Zhenwei, and said lightly: "What kind of pill you want, I can refine whatever pill."

"All are perfect quality!"

"Only if you can name it, or take out the pill and Lingzhi, I can refine it."

"Even if I try my best to refine, you can't cultivate Emperor Wu!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenwei was shocked: "The perfect pill that you refined?"

Qin Ming nodded: "Now you know the channels of the perfect pill. Unfortunately, it is not what you imagined, and you can't **** it from me."

"Impossible, I can't mistake your age." Wang Zhenwei said loudly, "You can become a martial sage at your age. You are already extremely talented. It is impossible to be both a martial sage and a Dandi."

"Pill Emperor is much more difficult than Wu Sheng, how could it be possible to become Dan Emperor at such a young age."

"If you don't believe it, it's fine." Qin Ming said lightly, "Aren't you looking for a channel for the perfect pill? I have already told you the truth."

"Huh..." Wang Zhenwei snorted coldly, "Toast without eating and drinking fine wine. There are eleven martial sages here. Now you are a turtle in the urn. If you obediently hand over the channel, I can let you go. Way of life."

"Since you don't want to, then don't behave, I'm cruel."

After finishing speaking, Wang Zhenwei and all the nearby martial sages had murderous intent over Qin Ming.

All of a sudden, the manor's wind and clouds changed, and the invisible depressive aura enveloped the entire sky. Qin Ming, who was in the center, was still calm and composed.

Under the pressure of his aura, Qin Ming's black hair and no wind moved on his own. His eyes swept across the audience slowly, and he glanced at the training room far away, where the formation was intact. He glanced at the two corpses in the alchemy room. Frozen on Wang Zhenwei.

"Eleven martial sages, I hope you don't let me down. The two martial sages lying in the alchemy room are really wasteful!" Qin Ming clenched his fists, stomped his feet, moved his body, expecting.

Just now he hadn't warmed up, and the two wastes died directly. Since the advanced martial arts, he has not really fought.

He was looking forward to the first battle after Wu Sheng.