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"Senior Brother Wang Lu, this is the statistics of everyone's cultivation progress last month, please review it."
A petite girl appeared in front of Wang Lu with a delicate baby voice, holding a neatly written piece of paper and handing it to Wang Lu.
Wang Lu took the form, and the progress of more than 70 people was listed on it in great detail. Those in charge of the statistics were a group of elites headed by Yang Fei, Caixia, and Feng Yin. Two copies, and no mistakes have been made during the period.
"Well, it seems that everyone has found the trick recently, and the progress is getting faster and faster." While looking at the form, Wang Lu has already simulated a complex curve in his mind, which is the result of combining thousands of data on the form. The intuitive result obtained by the complex algorithm, and the result shows that the progress of the practice of the brothers and sisters has been significantly accelerated in the past month.
"Well, everyone is following the example of Senior Sister Wang Wu and working hard."
"Heh, it's no wonder that the supply of waste oil is almost out of supply recently." Wang Lu smiled, thinking that it would be fun if the future of the Spirit Sword Sect really wanted to follow Wang Wu as an example.
The head of the Spirit Sword Sect is Wuxiang Peak, and the magical skill of the suppressing school is Wuxiang Gong. As for the head of the school, of course it is Wang Wu. At that time, those elders in charge who have taught Wang Wu the same lesson as "the same lesson" will obediently bow their heads to them. Whenever Wang Wu went out to drink and gamble, he played tricks. These people will be angry as dog legs...
Hahaha, if you don't witness such a scene with your own eyes, your life will be in vain.
For this reason, we must work hard to protect this historical line.
While Wang Lu was smiling, he saw that the little junior sister in front of him seemed to be a little unhappy, as if she was hiding something on her mind. Wang Lu felt something, looked down at the form, and suddenly realized that the progress curve was the most prominent for this junior sister He Yue. No wonder the person who sent the form was changed this time. This is to claim credit.
Wang Lu nodded, and stretched out his hand to the top of He Yue's head as if to caress. The little girl smiled and narrowed her eyes, and began to enjoy in advance...
The next moment, dozens of chaotic sky-shattering sword qi burst out from Wang Lu's palm, and He Yue's petite body was torn apart by the sword qi, and then it was ground into a powder mist, leaving no bones left.
When Wang Lu attacked, Ouyang Shang was by his side. Seeing such a bloody and tragic scene, he just raised an eyebrow: "Hey, you are good at sword qi."
Wang Lu didn't bother to talk to him, just sneered, and after a while, the blood mist in front of him quickly turned black, and a cold breath permeated.
The camouflage was broken and the body was revealed.
Although He Yue just pretended to be the same as a real person, in essence he was just a mass of black mist controlled with high precision... This set of tricks has been experienced by the Spirit Sword monks no less than ten times in the past year.
Manipulating the black mist is of course the unknown demon king. With the form of black mist, he can perfectly pretend to be anyone in the Dragon Palace, and his frown and smile are exactly the same. And with such a disguise, there are too many things he can do.
It is impossible for the spirit sword brothers to stay in the main hall of the Dragon Palace for three years like a day. They always need some private space for their daily work and rest. And if Hei Wu took this opportunity to attack secretly, except for a few people, there was no guarantee that anyone else would be spared. And if the deity is lost without anyone noticing and replaced by the disguise of black mist, the threat will be even greater.
Fortunately, with Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang sitting in the Dragon Palace, every time the black mist infiltrates, its disguise will be dismantled immediately. This time the opponent fully optimized the camouflage effect, and then boldly attacked Wang Lu directly. And Wang Lu almost didn't notice the problem, until the palm of his hand almost touched He Yue's hair, his heart jumped suddenly, and then he directly killed the killer without giving the other party a chance to defend himself.
This decisiveness allowed him to maintain a record of unbeaten victories. After the black mist was dispersed, it immediately began to drift backwards. It's just that before flying very far, it was blocked by a golden barrier.
"The lax defenses let you go last time. I will repeat the same mistakes this time?" Wang Lu said, thinking about it, the Wuxiang sword circle shrank rapidly, forcing the all-pervasive black mist to be squeezed so that it couldn't move. come over.
Under the oppression of the sword encirclement, the black mist was constantly distorted and deformed, trying to struggle, but it was in vain, so before it was about to be absorbed by Wang Lu and turned into a body, it dissociated itself and disappeared without a trace.
"Tsk, I still can't stop it."
Ouyang Shang glanced at him at the side: "I told you earlier, if you encounter this kind of situation, just strangle him to death. There is no need to waste any more effort. That is the incarnation of his origin. If you catch him so easily The origin of the soul... Gathering the strength of more than 70 of us to reverse and push back, killing a remnant soul is easy. And if the other party was killed so easily, wouldn't my death be in vain?"
Of course Wang Lu knew this truth, but as a supplier of gutter oil, he actually had too much energy to squander. It's not a bad thing to waste a little trying to capture the original clone of the devil king.
"Your pessimistic thinking is the most shameful. As a big brother, are you just setting an example for the people below? I think we need a rectification and anti-rightist movement in the Dragon Palace—three years and seventy-three golden pills After the Great Leap Forward has been carried out, it is better to simply carry out the rectification movement together."
Ouyang Shang unceremoniously threw over a dozen blank yellow talisman papers that he was writing on hand.
"Rectification? I think you are idle. If so, please help me draw a talisman together. The Dragon Palace formation has been worn out for a year, and now even the ghosts and monsters are almost unable to resist, and it is becoming more and more easy for people to infiltrate... Then In the beginning, the black mist could only seep in at intervals of more than a month, but now it comes every three to five times, which is really disturbing. According to my calculations, at least two hundred and fifty-three diamond subduing magic talismans must be pasted today to maintain the big formation The effect is the same as before, I am responsible for sharing a hundred, and the rest will be left to you."
Wang Lu sneered at this: "Painting talismans to make up the formation? You are purely masturbating. The ghost mist's body may not be on the outside, and it may not be useful if you paste the talisman papers on the outer shell of the Dragon Palace. And don't forget that when the big formation was intact and you sat upright with all your strength, people could turn your golden core into a vibrating egg, so drawing a few little yellow pictures is useless."
Ouyang Shang nodded: "Well, you found a good excuse for your laziness. Unfortunately, before you come up with a better way, I still have to trouble you to help me finish drawing the talisman."
"...I'm not good at learning, and I can't draw symbols."
"I remember you bragging that you will be a master of the spirit sword in a hundred years?"
"I'm sorry I have high scores and low energy, and I don't know how to actually operate."
"It's okay, with your peerless aptitude, there is still time to learn, but you just need to practice more, I think it's better for you to draw two hundred pictures."
"Damn." At the end, Wang Lu picked up his pen out of boredom, and drew the Vajra Fumo Talisman stroke by stroke. It is true that he is not good at Fu Yiyi, but he is not good at it. Relatively speaking, as the only two golden alchemy real people in the Dragon Palace, no matter how handy Wang Lu is, the effect of drawing Fu Yi is first-class.
More importantly, no matter how boring this matter is, he still has the responsibility. Who made him one of the only two leaders in Dragon Palace
Only halfway through the painting, Wang Lu's heart suddenly moved: "Ouyang, we two are weak, why don't we mobilize the masses."
"Mobilize the masses? Other than you and me, Liu Sandao is the best at the way of talismans. Unfortunately, even for him, drawing three talismans in one go is the limit. It's just a drop in the bucket... Hey, he really deserves his name."
In a place like Dragon Palace where spiritual energy is poor, energy is the most precious resource. Except for those who have achieved golden elixir and can generate mana by themselves, the rest of the spirit sword monks are all conscientious and careful planning. If you spend too much, you can't make up for it with waste oil alone.
Wang Lu said: "I didn't expect them to draw talismans, but to integrate them with this large formation, as a part of the large formation, and each be responsible for its key nodes. In this way, we can be the first to deal with any disturbances against them. Time to detect, and use the magic circle to provide assistance. With this protective net, we don't need to waste time and energy on checking for gaps in this increasingly worn-out big circle. Yang Fei and the others are responsible for repairing their own Part of it is just fine, saving time and effort.”
"... connect so many people to this formation?"
Wang Lu said: "They were all grasshoppers on the same rope. If this formation is broken before they achieve great success in cultivation, who else can survive except you and me?"
"But I want to integrate people into the formation..."
"It's not too difficult. During this year, everyone drank the waste oil together, and they have long been like a family."
"Well, gutter oil does help unify."
"Moreover, many people have recently begun to learn from Wang Wu to modify their own exercises. Although the results are not as amazing as Wang Wu, these changes have something in common after all. In addition, the exercises they practice are all from the lineage of the Spirit Sword. It is the time when everyone resonates the deepest, and it is the easiest to establish a formation connection."
Hearing this, Ouyang Shang put down his pen, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "This matter is feasible. I have already connected Yang Fei and Zhang Sheng to the big formation, and the repelling force is smaller than expected. If it can be done later If all goes well, the three-year period is really hopeful. The only problem is... "
"That guy will have some new tricks, right? Hmph, no matter how varied his methods are, the main body has not been able to recover after all. So I can probably guess his tricks. As long as he pays close attention to ideological construction in the next two years, he will probably be able to We got through the difficulties without any danger, and at that time..."
At that time, more than seventy Golden Core monks will truly reverse the historical line. My journey through time will also usher in the final scene
Just two years... I
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