Hidden among the large branches and leaves of a tree whose canopy covered hundreds of acres of ground, Yin Xuege used the blurred mirage beads to emit traces of blurred mist to cover the figures of the group. He placed a jade slip in front of him, and a large area of light and shadow flickered, showing the surrounding mountain topography with a radius of 100,000 miles.
The jungle they were in belonged to Mutaowei's territory.
Mutao Guard is also a human-level guard city, but it has a strong foundation and is much stronger than Panling Guard in terms of territory area and number of troops.
There are twenty-four armies of ten thousand people in the Mutao Guard, and they control a territory of 300,000 miles. The various mineral veins and medicinal fields developed in the territory are more than ten times that of the Panling Guard. If they can really defeat Mutao Guard, Yin Xuuge and the others will gain a lot more than Panling Guard.
However, the Mutao Guard is also much more difficult to conquer than the Panling Guard.
At least one, the senior management of Mutao Guard is united. The guard of Mutao Guard, Sima Nu, is more than ten times older than the guard of Panling Guard, Sima Shui. He has been operating in Mutao Guard for tens of thousands of years. There is no one in the Wei who can pose a threat to his power, and it is impossible for Mutao Wei to have internal strife and self-defeat like Panling Wei did.
"It's a bit difficult."
Monk Yuanzhen sighed softly. He played with a string of Buddhist beads with both hands, and there were two black lotuses spinning rapidly in his eyes. The Black Lotus Sect is a side branch of Buddhism and follows the path of fighting to achieve enlightenment. They do not practice Zen and rarely recite Buddhist scriptures, but they are happy to hear battles. They are the most powerful armed force in Buddhism.
Although he knew that attacking Mutaowei was very dangerous, Monk Yuanzhen still came.
Not only because of his friendship with Monk Yunluo, but more importantly because he found it very enjoyable. For the monks of the Black Lotus Sect, whether they kill or be killed, it is a necessary process for attaining enlightenment. The monks of the Black Lotus Sect are never afraid of danger and death.
"I said, you must listen to me in everything."
Yin Xuuge rolled her eyes at Monk Yuanzhen: "From now on, you are not allowed to speak, you are not allowed to question, and you don't have any questions. Do as I tell you, because I said so, you do this, and then I will take you Success is that simple.”
Several monks nodded at the same time, Youquan squinted and smiled, and there were faint circles of black water spreading around him.
Late at night, in the countless shabby thatched huts in Mutaowei's medicinal fields that stretch thousands of miles, the medicine slaves fell asleep one after another after working hard during the day. On the towers around the medicine field, there was only one soldier left on duty in each tower.
There are also many fewer knights cruising in the air, with only less than 10% of those during the day.
Thick fog suddenly emerged from the rivers that were densely spread like a big net in the jungle. There was no mana fluctuation. Just the thought of the quiet spring caused thick fog to appear in these rivers. The milk-like mist instantly flooded the medicinal fields with a radius of thousands of miles, surrounding all living beings in the mist.
Even the demonic birds flying high in the sky and the knights on their backs were shrouded in the rising fog. The knights responsible for night patrols cursed in a low voice. They were just the lowest level soldiers and practiced the simplest body-building techniques. With their strength, they were unable to see through the thick mist.
Yin Xuuge stood next to Youquan, with a human-head-sized medicinal cauldron suspended in front of him. A large amount of light green medicinal mist floated out of the medicinal cauldron and quickly merged into the surrounding milky white mist. These light green medicinal mist spread quickly along with the mist, spreading throughout thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.
The low impact sound was heard endlessly, the demonic birds fell from the sky one by one, and the soldiers on their backs were thrown far away in all directions.
The soldiers on the tower also dropped their crossbows, and the strong sleepiness was like a tide. Their eyelids seemed to be coated with glue. Just in the blink of an eye, they tilted their heads and fell asleep, and then fell asleep. Fell on the tower.
In just half a quarter of an hour, a total of 10,000 soldiers responsible for guarding the medicine fields within a radius of 10,000 miles fell into a deep sleep at the same time.
Yin Xuuge put down the medicine cauldron and gave instructions to Minghe and Mingjue of Dajue Temple. The two young monks simultaneously took out a golden alms bowl, which was densely packed with gold marbles the size of mung beans. They grabbed handfuls of golden marbles and threw them out. A small golden light flashed, and large bald little monks wearing monk robes jumped out of the golden light.
The eight Buddhist magical powers, the Heavenly Dragon Soldier, are the most commonly used magical powers to protect the Dharma by the monks of Dajue Temple. With the strength of Mingjue and Minghe, these little monks they summoned are at most the strength on the threshold of Youxian Realm. They are really used for fighting. Any one of the soldiers in Mutao Guard can easily kill hundreds of them summoned. The Eight Heavenly Dragon Soldiers.
But these little monks are not good at fighting, but they are perfect for stealing medicinal herbs.
The number of gold marbles in the two alms bowls exceeded one hundred thousand, and soon there were more than one hundred thousand young monks running around in the forest. Driven by Minghe and Mingjue, they lifted up their monk's robes, dug the medicinal fields almost destructively, and stuffed each medicinal plant into their monk's robes, regardless of whether they were mature or not.
After all, it is the strength on the threshold of Youxian. One hundred thousand young monks took action together, and Youquan, Yanluo and others also used their magical powers to help. It took most of the night to dig up all the medicinal herbs in thousands of large and small medicinal fields within thousands of miles. Gotta be clean.
Only 30% of these herbs are mature, and they are all common varieties grown artificially in large quantities. The best ones are only middle-grade human-level herbs. But the advantage of these medicinal herbs is their large quantity, and taking them back to White Tiger Fairy City is also a huge amount of income.
While others were busy picking herbs, Yin Xuuge was busy running back and forth in the medicinal fields.
Under each medicinal field, there is a spiritual acupoint, which leads directly to Mutaowei's main spiritual vein. With these spiritual points as the center and a large number of spiritual stones collected from the Ten Thousand Arms Tower, Yin Xuege laid out a large number of formations. Wanbing Sect is famous for their weapon refining, so they naturally have terrible attainments in formations.
Meng Hu specially helped Yin Xuuge refine a piece of the 'Heaven and Earth Chaos Reversed Yin and Yang Formation'. This formation is extremely complicated to arrange and requires extremely high spiritual energy. It also requires a huge number of various formation flags and formation disks to serve as branches. Formation eye.
But once the formation is set up, it will have the powerful effect of turning the world upside down, distorting time and space, and creating chaos. Judging from the quality of the formation flags and formation disks set up by Yin Xuege, unless a powerful person of the Golden Immortal level uses violence to break the formation, once he steps into the formation, life and death will be uncontrollable.
Moreover, this grand formation is a phantom formation, which mainly traps people with illusions. It is not a killing formation that can easily erupt with huge mana fluctuations. Therefore, setting up such a large formation here will not easily alert the powerful saints with a keen sense of smell.
Fortunately, the formation plates and formation flags were pre-refined. Although the formation was extremely cumbersome, Yin Xuege finally completed the arrangement shortly after dawn. He stood on the edge of the formation, holding the main control array plate and injecting his spiritual consciousness. As his thoughts moved, a faint mist shrouded the jungle with a radius of thousands of miles, looking like ordinary morning fog.
Bai Yuzi lay on Yin Xuege's shoulder, looking at Mutao Acropolis entrenched on the hillside in the distance, and sighed depressedly: "Sister Youquan's heavy fog, if it can drift into the city, everything will be over." It’s ready.”
Yin Xuuge patted Bai Yuzi and said nothing.
If only it were that simple. There are a lot of defensive restrictions around each acropolis. Even the naturally generated fog cannot get even half a step closer to the city wall, let alone the thick fog raised by Youquan's magical power.
When it was daylight, the low sound of war drums sounded in Mutao Acropolis. In the military camp in a corner of the city, large groups of giant demon birds were flying into the sky, each carrying a heavily armored warrior on its back.
These monster birds were divided into teams of a thousand people and quickly galloped away in all directions. There are eleven such thousand-man teams in total. They seem to be exactly the size of an army of ten thousand people. They have ten thousand subordinate soldiers and ten million generals' personal guards, which is exactly the establishment of eleven thousand people.
The large group of demon birds quickly flew away from the Acropolis, passing rapidly from low altitude. This was a routine patrol by the flying army in the city. The leading general's consciousness turned into a large net and quickly swept across an area of a hundred miles. One such patrol is enough to clear out suspicious people within tens of thousands of miles around the Acropolis.
Immediately after the city gate opened, the soldiers from the brigade, with only a piece of linen wrapped around their crotches, and their naked bodies rushed out of the city. Carrying heavy burdens on their backs, they shouted slogans and ran from the city gate toward a large river thousands of miles away.
These warriors ran like the wind. Although they carried metal ingots as big as hills on their backs, they still ran faster than horses. As they ran, the muscles all over their bodies beat violently, and the spiritual stones hanging in the bags on their chests continued to emit rich spiritual energy and were inhaled into their bodies.
"The lowest level of body-building technique. These demons are really harsh on their subordinate warriors."
Monk Yuanzhen disdainfully criticized these warriors who got up early to practice, carrying a heavy burden, relying on overloaded exercise, and passively absorbing the spiritual energy released from the spirit stones to practice. This is indeed the lowest form of physical training, Yuanzhen I don't look down on these enemies at all.
Of course, he only criticized the skills of these warriors. Even if he was already a true immortal, if tens of thousands of immortal warriors who practiced substandard skills swarmed forward, he would have no choice but to flee.
Without sufficient replenishment and consumption of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Yuan Zhen could kill hundreds of immortals at most and then exhaust all his mana. At that time, except for dying in battle, it was impossible for him to escape.
There were more than 40,000 soldiers doing morning exercises. They marched in neat steps, shouted slogans, and ran neatly into the jungle next to a medicine field. Yin Xuege thought, and after more than 40,000 warriors stepped into this area at the same time, the formation was activated.
A faint mist surrounded these warriors, and they suddenly disappeared.
In the formation, they encountered countless strange and bizarre illusions, and were instantly controlled by them. But in the eyes of people outside the formation, they disappeared, completely disappeared, as if they evaporated from the world in an instant.
Mutao Acropolis did not notice the strange phenomenon here at first. After half an hour, a sharp alarm bell suddenly rang, and a large group of soldiers riding various mounts rushed out of the city in embarrassment.
Without any hesitation, led by a middle-aged man with eyes blazing with anger, these people ran into the jungle where the medicine field was located, and were quickly involved in the formation.
(End of chapter)