Chen Chen gradually disappeared into the miasma.
Then he stopped.
"System, is there anything valuable nearby?"
"Yes, there is a poisonous weed eighteen meters to the left that can absorb miasma."
…
When it got daylight, Chen Chen returned to the Sixteenth City with a weak look on his face.
"Master... the spiritual stones here are enough for our sixteenth city to purchase those formations and spiritual cannons. Master, could you please go to the stronghold, and the apprentice will go and rest for a while."
After solemnly handing several storage rings to Xiao Wuyou, Chen Chen staggered back to the city.
Seeing this, all the Jin monks were silent.
Judging from the appearance of Tianyun Sect's holy son's kidney deficiency, it is most likely that he was harvesting yang to replenish yin.
However, they didn't dare to say or ask about this kind of thing. They could only sigh in their hearts.
The Holy Son has paid so much for the Jin Dynasty!
…
Returning to his residence, Chen Chen immediately became energetic and opened the monster bag.
The mung bean in the monster bag has awakened at this moment, and the aura on his body has increased several times, and it is comparable to the peak of pill formation! But its body is greener.
"I don't know if mung beans have a suppressive effect on the demon clan."
Chen Chen kept thinking in his mind.
Now that he has reached the middle stage of pill formation through body refining and the early stage of pill formation through qi cultivation, with the combination of the two, and the Wanhua Shenfeng, he can kill the weak Nascent Soul of the demon clan.
If I add mung beans...
After thinking about it, Chen Chen shook his head. This Xuanwu was a sacred beast, so it was better not to take it out until the moment of life and death.
Chen Chen was naturally happy that Mung Bean had regained consciousness, but there was still a trace of sadness in his heart.
That's because his body-refining cultivation level improved too slowly. Although it seemed that his body-refining cultivation level was in the middle stage of pill formation, which was higher than his qi-training cultivation level, that was the cultivation level obtained after experiencing thunder disasters and miserable battles.
Now that these are gone, body training has basically stagnated.
On the other hand, Qi training progresses one day at a time, and it seems that it will not take long to reach and exceed the level of physical training.
This forced Chen Chen to consider self-abuse... Of course, it would be best if it didn't hurt!
…
While he was thinking about these messy things, half of the Nascent Souls in the city collectively headed to the stronghold a hundred miles away.
Just kidding, those are the spiritual stones that everyone sold their bodies for. Even if there are no robbers on the road, they still have to be escorted. By the way, they should supervise Xiao Wuyou to see if he is using the public for personal gain.
When they came back, all the Nascent Soul cultivators had flushed faces and looked excited over consumption.
Looking at it like that, it seems that he has never spent so many spiritual stones in his life.
"Five...fifty spiritual cannons cost a total of 200,000 mid-grade spiritual stones. One cannon that strikes the core requires fifty mid-grade spiritual stones, and one cannon that strikes the Nascent Soul requires two hundred mid-grade spiritual stones." The spiritual stone, apprentice, you have collected it and I will give it to you for safekeeping from now on."
Xiao Wuyou handed a storage ring to Chen Chen with a slightly trembling tone.
In his opinion, this is not a spiritual cannon, it is simply the lives of fifty Dajin monks!
Chen Chen took the storage ring and took out one of the spiritual cannons. This spiritual cannon was about five meters long and made entirely of black iron. It was thick and hard, and was covered with dense formations.
At the rear of the cannon, there is a depression specifically for placing spiritual stones. Judging from its size, five hundred spiritual stones can be put into it at one time.
"How about giving it a try?" Chen Chen looked at everyone.
Everyone shook their heads like rattles, joking, one shot would be equivalent to knocking off one of their arms, how could they just try so casually!
There will never be any problems with things in the stronghold, that’s for sure!
After giving the spirit cannon to Chen Chen, Xiao Wuyou took out another formation diagram.
"This formation is called Yuan Gang Formation. It is a first-class defensive formation. As long as ten of them are deployed, our hundred-mile defense line can be completely blocked. The formation price is 10,000 medium-grade spiritual stones, and one Yuan Gang Formation is The cost is also 10,000 mid-grade spiritual stones."
"How is the defense strength?" Chen Chen asked.
"As long as you are willing to invest in the spirit stone, you will never be able to defeat it with your soul." Xiao Wuyou's cheeks trembled.
These formations are stronger than the sect-protecting formations of most sects in the Jin Dynasty.
You must know that the Sect Protecting Formation is a formation that a sect has accumulated for thousands of years.
Chen Chen nodded with satisfaction, but he automatically ignored the words "As long as you are willing to invest in spiritual stones."
With the formation map in hand, the Sixteenth City began the great work of forming the formation in full swing.
The Yuangang Formation is not like the sect's sect-protecting formation, which requires the cooperation of various terrains. At critical moments, the terrain even needs to be changed to adapt to the formation.
This formation is extremely adaptable and can be deployed anywhere. The only drawback is that it consumes too many spiritual stones and the cost is too high.
But there's nothing they can do about the Sixteenth City. This second line of defense is surrounded by a large canopy formation. They don't dare to touch the terrain here, let alone rebuild the Great Wall.
Hundreds of miles of defense line, hundreds of monks from the Jin Dynasty worked for two full days to complete the ten Yuangang formations.
With this formation around, everyone felt a sense of security.
However, some people had a hint of doubt.
Because when setting up the formation, they met the monks from the 17th and 15th cities.
After several conversations, the truth became clear as to how many enemies the two cities had faced that day.
"Could it be that we were tricked?"
Some monks were extremely confused, but at this time, they had already signed the deed of betrayal, so they still regretted it.
As monks, they couldn't afford to lose this person, but they just had a grudge against Chen Chen in their hearts.
This person is very bad and cannot be easily trusted!
More than fifteen Nascent Souls, bah!
As time goes by, more and more people know the truth, and everyone looks at Chen Chen more and more weirdly.
Chen Chen completely ignored these glances, acting as if it had nothing to do with me.
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On the other side, in the military camp behind the Sixteenth City.
After enduring the side effects for three days, the golden-armored general finally recovered a little and was able to speak, but he was still unable to get out of bed.
During these three days, on the first day he was foaming at the mouth and trembling all over, on the second day he was in severe pain, like a knife being twisted, and on the third day he was itching all over and felt worse than death.
Although he had gone through all this, his consciousness was still very clear, so in these three days, he had completely made up his mind!
You must be transferred away from this sixteenth city no matter what! This is no place for people!
So as soon as he woke up, he called his closest men into the camp.
"Yang Kai... go to the stronghold to find my senior brother and ask him to find a way to transfer me away from here. I can go to any city. Don't stay in this sixteenth city."
The sergeant named Yang Kai hesitated to speak.
To be honest, the Dajin monks have been quite diligent these days, and he feels that this group of people should be given another chance.
The golden-armored general seemed to suddenly think of something, and took out a storage ring from his arms with a look of reluctance and handed it to Yang Kai.
"Yang Kai, you have followed me for so long. You are the person I trust the most and the most reliable in doing things. I treat you as a brother. To tell you the truth, this ring contains all my family wealth. Give it to my senior brother. , asking him to find a way... If I can transfer out of the Sixteenth City, then you can also escape from the sea of suffering."
Seeing the general's face of determination, the foundation-building monk named Yang Kai gritted his teeth and walked out of the camp with the storage ring.
Looking at the backs of his subordinates, the golden-armored general lay down on the bed again, feeling relieved at the same time.
Although the senior brother is a little greedy for money, he is still very reliable in his work.
Even though I lost everything, it was still better than losing my life.
The only worry now is that the demon clan will attack again before he is transferred.
"In the past few days, the demon clan must not come here..."
The golden-armored general prayed in his heart and fell asleep unconsciously.
(End of chapter)