Chapter 47: Two more years
"Senior Brother Wang Lu, this is the statistics of everyone's practice progress last month. Please review it."
The petite girl appeared in front of Wang Lu with a delicate baby voice, holding a neatly written paper in her hand and handed it to Wang Lu.
Wang Lu took the form, and the progress of more than 70 people was listed in very detailed terms. The person responsible for counting was a group of elite soldiers led by Yang Fei, Caixia and Feng Yin. He worked diligently and meticulously. He made ten of these forms in the past year.
Two, no errors have occurred during the period.
"Well, it seems that everyone has found the trick recently, and the progress is getting faster and faster." Wang Lu looked at the table while simulating a complex curve in his mind. It was after composing thousands of data on the table.
The intuitive results obtained by complex algorithms show that the practice progress of the junior brothers and sisters has significantly accelerated last month.
"Well, everyone is taking Senior Sister Wang Wu as an example and keeps working hard."
"Ha, no wonder the gutter oil is almost no longer available recently." Wang Lu sneered, but he was thinking that if he really wanted the futures of the Lingjian Sect to take Wang Wu as an example, it seemed quite fun.
The head of the Lingjian Sect is Wuxiangfeng, and the magical power of the Zhensect is Wuxianggong. As for the head of the sect, of course it is Wang Wu. At that time, those elders who have taught Wang Wu and taught him the same lessons as the elders,
They must bow their heads to him obediently. Whenever Wang Wu goes out to drink and gamble, they are flirting with her. They will be angry as dog-legged...
Hahaha, if you don't witness this scene with your own eyes, you'll be in vain
Just for this, we must work hard to protect this historical line.
While Wang Lu smiled, he saw that the little junior sister in front of him seemed a little unhappy, as if she was hiding her worries. Wang Lu was feeling something, looked down at the table, and suddenly realized that in this progress curve, this person was
Junior Sister Yue is the most outstanding. No wonder the person who gave the form this time also changed people. This is here to seek credit.
Wang Lu nodded and reached over He Yue's head as if he was about to caress. The little girl smiled and narrowed her eyes, and began to enjoy herself in advance...
The next moment, dozens of crazy Chaos Breaking Sky-Breaking Sword Aura burst out from Wang Lu's palm. He Yue's small body was split into pieces under the sword energy, and then it was ground into a powdery mist, and the corpse was gone.
When Wang Lu took action, Ouyang Shang was next to him. When he saw such a bloody and tragic scene, he just raised an eyebrow: "Oh, you know how good the sword energy is."
Wang Lu was too lazy to pay attention to him, but just sneered. After a moment, the blood mist in front of him quickly turned black, and a cold breath spread.
The disguise is broken and the body is revealed.
Although He Yue was disguised as a real person, she was essentially just a ball of black fog controlled by high precision... The spiritual sword cultivators have seen this trick no less than ten times in a year.
Of course, the one who manipulated the black fog was the devil with unknown body. He transformed into black fog and could perfectly disguise himself as anyone in the Dragon Palace, with every frown and smile. And with such disguise, what he could do
There are too many.
The disciples of the Spirit Sword will never be able to keep their death in the main hall of the Dragon Palace for three years. They always need some private space for daily routines. If Black Mist takes this opportunity to sneak attack secretly, except for a few people, others are really unsure of being able to escape.
.If the deity is left unaware of the gods and the black fog is replaced by disguise, it will be even more threatening.
Fortunately, Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang were in charge of the Dragon Palace. Every time the black fog penetrated in, their disguise would be exposed as soon as possible. This time, the other party comprehensively optimized the disguise effect, and then bravely attacked Wang Lu directly. And Wang
Lu Ye did not notice the problem. Until his palm almost touched He Yue's hair, his heart suddenly jumped, and then he directly killed himself, not giving the other party a chance to defend himself.
This decisiveness allowed him to maintain the record of winning the whole victory. The black fog immediately began to float backwards after it was broken. However, before it could fly far, it was blocked by a golden barrier.
"Last time, I let you go, I will repeat the same mistake this time?" Wang Lu said, thinking about it, the Wuxiangjian surround quickly shrinks, and he squeezed the pervasive black fog so hard that it could not move, and closed it
come over.
The black fog kept twisting and deforming under the pressure of the sword and tried to struggle, but in vain. So before being absorbed by Wang Lu into the body and transformed into nutrients, it dissociated itself and disappeared without a trace.
"Tsk, I still can't stop it."
Ouyang Shang next to him glanced at him: "I told you a long time ago, if you encounter this situation, you will kill it all. There is no need to waste your energy. That is the original incarnation of others. If it is so easy for you to catch them.
The origin... gather the strength of more than 70 of us to push back in reverse, killing a remnant soul is easy to get rid of. If the other party is so easy to be killed, wouldn't I die in vain? "
Of course, Wang Lu knew this truth, but as a supplier of gutter oil, he actually had so much strength that he could not spend it. It was not a bad thing to waste a little trying to capture the original clone of the Demon King.
"Your pessimistic thinking is the most shameful. As a senior brother, are you just setting an example for the people below? I think it is necessary for our Dragon Palace to carry out a rectification and anti-rightist movement - the 73 Golden Pills in three years
The Great Leap Forward has been done, so why not Yu Qian put together the rectification movement and put it together.”
Ouyang Shang bluntly threw over a dozen blank yellow talisman papers that were writing quickly.
"Registration? I think you are so idle. Since that's the case, let's help me draw talismans. The Dragon Palace formation has been worn out for a year, and now even the ghosts and monsters are almost unable to resist it, and it is easier to penetrate it...
The black fog initially could penetrate more than one month apart, but now it comes every few days. It's really uncommon. According to my calculations, at least 253 Vajra Demon-Subduing Talismans must be pasted today to maintain the size of the world.
The effectiveness of the formation is as good as before. I am responsible for sharing a hundred pieces, and I will leave the rest to you."
Wang Lu sneered at this: "Drawing talismans to make up for the formation? This is purely a way to masturbate. The ghost fog is not necessarily outside. It is not necessarily useful to paste the talisman paper on the shell of the Dragon Palace.
And don’t forget that when the formation was intact and you were in the middle of the center, people could turn your golden elixir into vibrators. It would be useless to draw a few small yellow pictures."
Ouyang Shang nodded: "Well, you have found a good excuse for your laziness. Unfortunately, before you can come up with a better solution, please help me finish drawing the talisman."
“…I am not good at learning skills and can’t draw talismans.”
"I remember you boasting that you are the spiritual sword master a hundred years later?"
"Sorry, I'm not good at high scores and low performance, I don't know how to actually operate."
"It's okay. With your peerless qualifications, you can learn it now. 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 boredly and drew the Vajra Demon-Subduing Talisman with strokes. The talisman is indeed not his strength, but it is relatively good at it. As a dragon palace, it is only
There are two middle-grade real people in Jindan. No matter how hard Wang Lu is, the draw of the talisman effect is very good.
More importantly, no matter how boring this matter is, he has no choice but to blame. Who made him one of the only two leaders in the Dragon Palace?
Just halfway through the drawing, Wang Lu suddenly felt his heart: "Ouyang, we are both weak and weak, so why not mobilize the masses."
"Mobilize the masses? The one who is best at talismans besides you and me is Liu Sandao. Unfortunately, even if it is him, drawing three talismans in one go is the limit, just a drop in the bucket... Hey, I really deserve his name
In a place with poor spiritual energy like Dragon Palace, energy is the most precious resource. In addition to those who have already achieved the Golden Pill and can generate magic power, the other spiritual sword cultivators are all conscientious and careful in their calculations. If they spend too much, they can replenish the gutter oil alone.
Not coming back.
Wang Lu said: "I didn't expect them to draw talismans, but connected them with this big array, as part of the big array, each responsible for the key nodes. In this way, we can get the first place in any turmoil against them.
Time is aware and protects through magic circles. With this protection network, we do not need to waste our time and energy on checking for the increasingly worn out large array. Yang Fei and others are responsible for repairing their own
Part of it is good, saving time and effort.”
"......Set so many people to this formation?"
Wang Lu said: "It was originally grasshoppers on the same rope. Before they achieved great success in their cultivation, if this formation was broken, who else could survive besides you and me?"
"But want to integrate people into the formation..."
"It's not that difficult. During this year, everyone has been drinking gutter oil together and they have long been in harmony with each other."
“Well, gutter oil does help unify.”
"And recently many people have begun to learn from Wang Wu and transform their own skills. Although the results are not as magical as Wang Wu, these changes have some common features after all, and the skills they practice are all in the Spirit Sword lineage. Now they are just doing it.
It is the time when everyone resonates the most, and it is easiest to establish a formation connection."
Hearing this, Ouyang Shang put down his pen, pondered for a while, he spoke, "This matter is feasible. I have connected Yang Fei and Zhang Sheng to the formation, and the repulsion force is smaller than expected. If so,
If it goes well, there will be real hope in three years. The only problem is…”
"What new tricks will that guy have, right? Humph, no matter how ever-changing his methods are, his body has never been able to recover as before. So I can roughly guess his tricks. As long as he focuses on ideological construction in the next two years, he will probably be able to do so.
Go through the difficulties without any danger, and at that time…”
At that time, more than 70 Jindan monks will truly reverse the historical line. This journey of my time travel will also usher in the last scene.
Chapter completed!