At this time, when he heard Zhang Yang's inquiry, Wang Mumu did not show any confusing expression, but thought about it before speaking: "My village chief, this matter is just difficult. Do you think that by copying the war patterns on my body and then using demon blood, you can copy the war patterns?"

"Isn't this the case?" Zhang Yang was stunned. He really thought so at the beginning.

"Of course not, oh, actually, before I got this mountain monster war pattern, I and the village chief, you thought the same thing. Everyone would think so, but things are not that simple. The battle pattern you see now can only be less than 20% of the complete battle pattern."

"In my own sense, my blood flows, with the power of this battle pattern, my bones, my flesh, and even here." Wang Mumu pointed to his head, "All of them are branded with the mystery of this battle pattern. I may never understand this mystery in my life, but it will not affect my perfect release of them. This is a power that I cannot describe. So, the village chief, you should understand now. This battle pattern is not something you can draw just as you want."

Wang Mumu's words shocked Zhang Yang for a long time, and then he admitted that he thought things were too simple. At first glance, Wang Mumu and his friends were very simple when they obtained the battle pattern, as long as they match each other, but in fact, there is a great effect of building a village order.

If the battle pattern could be copied so easily, then the deer demon would have been so smart that it would have been done long ago.

"You go back and rest first, I'll think about it carefully."

After giving the order, Zhang Yang closed his eyes and thought. Of course, he would not give up on this matter so easily. Even fools can see the importance of this battle pattern and even talisman.

Everything he has now is made with human lives and cannot be copied.

And what will happen in the future? He knew nothing. Now that his subordinates include less than eighty recruits, will he continue to use his lives to find a way out?

Or is he hoped that the enemies he would encounter in the future would be the strength of level 1 green wolf, level 5 red eagle, Spider Lord, and Big Horned Deer Lord?

It is impossible. In this fantasy world, there will be many bound people. Each bound village chief must first encounter a low-level little monster. Then as they continue to expand their territory, as time goes by, they are destined to encounter each other, and then fight with each other. Those who die will turn into soil, and those who are alive will become stronger.

This is the most easy-to-understand truth.

And it’s not just that. Is this fantasy world covered by endless primeval forests?

It's impossible, what if this seemingly dangerous primeval forest is just a novice village.

Finally, what if every village-building command binder does not appear in this world at the same time, or because some village chiefs die halfway through, it will definitely happen that village chief A has completed 20 years of operation, but village chief B has only been ten years and village chief C has just been online.

This is very terrible because it will lead to an extremely cruel human-machine war.

Therefore, Zhang Yang had to find ways to accumulate at least ten times, dozens, or even hundreds of times the advantage to make his village survive in the 280-year cutscene.

Based on the above reasons, the 981 seniors who died without corpses based on Zhang Yang's code based on the earth civilization has been deciphered by nearly one-quarter. He can be 100% sure how cruel and terrible this world, or the many worlds formed by the village building order, would be!

He cannot think about developing with his inherent thinking mode, nor can he hope that the unknown enemy will give him enough time to develop in a vague way. He must seize every opportunity, be strong, and lay down all his foundation, and do whatever it takes, well, except that he cannot sell his soul.

After a long time, Zhang Yang suddenly opened his eyes and took out a unit of wolf Yaoyao's blood from Jiancun Ling Space. It was about 100 ml and was wrapped in an invisible airbag. This is the effect that Jiancun Ling Space is built on, which can perfectly ensure that the material will not deteriorate.

"Wolf demon blood, the introduction given by Jiancun Order is that it contains weak demonic power and can be used to draw talismans and war patterns."

"From this sentence, I can get three assumptions."

"Suppose 1, if the talisman and war pattern are the manifestation of a certain force, and the source of this power is the demonic power contained in the demon blood. Since that is the case, I can find a way to purify this demonic power and draw some ghost-painted talismans on anything. Will it become talisman and war pattern? Obviously not, assuming 1 does not pass."

"Suppose 2, if the most important thing in drawing talismans and war patterns is skills and a certain matrix pattern, as long as these techniques and matrix patterns are followed, just like electronic circuits, there are their own rules, and demon power is just an energy like current, then is this the mystery of talismans and war patterns?"

"Suppose 3, it is impossible for all demonic powers in this world to be the same. Because there are different aspects, there is no unchanging drawing rules. So is it possible that this is true? Faced with ordinary demonic power, the drawing rules are standard, just like electronic circuits, and special demonic power, the drawing rules must be changed around the changes in demonic power."

"Conclusion, since I don't know how to draw talismans and war patterns, no one taught me the rules for drawing, but can I reason in reverse and tailor the rules for drawing from the range of changes in the demon power? After all, logically speaking, there is definitely a demon power in this world first, and then the drawing of talismans and war patterns. I am just following the old path now."

"Then, there is only one difficult problem before me. How should I purify the demonic power from the demon blood and fully grasp their changes and traits?"

Zhang Yang asked and answered himself, and the answer was self-evident. Of course, he used the soul power field. In the soul power field, he seemed to be in a world completely controlled by himself. Even if he was not a god, he must be a false god!

Doing it when you think about it has never been a good style of being ostentatious, but now, he is like having a clockwork installation, and he doesn't even think about whether to take some laziness and take a break, and just start experimenting!

The soul force field was released instantly and maintained steadily within a range of three meters in diameter. Zhang Yang is now more and more satisfied with controlling this force field. Unfortunately, this soul force field does not show any proficiency, and he doesn't know if he can advance through such proficiency control.

"When a unit of wolf demon blood is taken out, the village building space will no longer provide accommodation support for it after confirmation."

A message was mapped out, which was the prompt from the village establishment order. Zhang Yang chose to confirm. Almost in an instant, the wolf demon blood, which seemed to be wrapped in an invisible airbag, fell directly, but in just one second, his soul power field perfectly wrapped it up. This is not a difficult task. After all, he could allow a full five kilograms of heavy imprisonment spear to fly at the speed of sound in the soul power field.

After wrapping the wolf demon blood, Zhang Yang immediately felt the unique fishy smell and viscosity of the demon blood in his soul. It was not through the nose and touch, which was magical, but he did not focus on it, but used the soul silk thread to start to separate the demon blood more subtly, just like combing wooden fibers.

In a blink of an eye, this hundred milliliter of demon blood was separated into ten thousand small blood drops in Zhang Yang's soul power field, and this was the ultimate he could do. Fortunately, this was enough to complete Zhang Yang's previous analysis, because his soul thread began to touch something quite energetic.

Even though he had never been in contact with him before and had no information to tell him what demon power is, Zhang Yang was still 100% sure that this was demon power.

If it is described vividly, it is like a never-stop bounce ball, or a powerful heart.

When Zhang Yang tried to use soul silk thread to capture these infinite vitality, he realized that the difficulty of things was beyond imagination. Even if he had half of the soul silk thread to capture, he still found nothing in the end. The thing was so energetic that he jumped so hard that he hated him for three feet.

At no cost, Zhang Yang could only choose to use all the soul silk threads, and did not expect to capture all the demonic power, and only surrounded and wiped out a small strand.

Finally, after several encirclements and suppression, the soul power field could not be supported and disappeared directly. Zhang Yang was exhausted and collapsed on the ground, but the remaining demon blood was directly wasted, sprinkled on the ground, and the dust returned to the dust in a blink of an eye.

At this time, it was surprising that the information of the village building order was mapped out.

"Successfully purified 0.1 unit of low-level demon power, available for sale."

“Quality: garbage.”
Chapter completed!