Chapter 63 Hanshan and his party Ever since the Wu clan’s cultivators moved into the Southern Wilderness, each tribe has been active in the seventy-six townships of the Southern Wilderness, and has gotten to know the area thoroughly. The Southern Wasteland and its villages cover an area of more than 2,000 li. The east has long been occupied by the Jing family, who sent magic soldiers, demon spirits, and slaves to manage the spiritual fields and mines, and also stationed several camps of Taoist troops there. The three deserted cities are ostensibly to protect the various villages, but in reality they are to safeguard the Jing family's spiritual fields and veins. What a good plan! Fortunately, the Jing family was not too greedy and sent people to deliver a large number of precious medicines and precious materials, which was more than double the previously agreed upon amount of one million Daozhu in supplies. There are indeed spiritual fields and spiritual veins under the three deserted cities. If they can really hold on, they will be able to reap tens of millions of Daozhu in ten years. After the Wu family cultivators had learned about the various industries in the 76 villages of the Southern Wilderness, they arranged for people to take over without Wu Yong's instructions. Fortunately, the two camps of mages were directly captured by Jing Xiao Zhenjun using the Hu Tian technique, and the food was not collected, so they got millions of Dao Zhu for nothing. In the city of Nanhuang. In the main hall of the city mansion, all the sorcerers gathered together. After completing the handover of everything, they could finally go to Hanshan to capture the Qingyun monster on Hanshan Mountain! "A patrol battalion of one hundred men was set up in the city. Twenty crossbows were given to them, and they were ordered to be divided into twenty teams to patrol the outer wall day and night." "We have taken over the medicinal gardens on several spiritual veins in the Southern Wilds. The hasty evacuation of the Jing clan's Taoist army has allowed us to obtain a lot of spiritual medicines and mineral concentrates for free." "The map of the three thousand miles of the southern wilderness has also been drawn." "The preaching in various villages has been well received. Now there are thousands of believers. All the demon tablets in their homes have been smashed and only Huang Tian is worshipped." "."
The various proposals were passed in front of the eyes of the sorcerer chiefs one by one, and finally handed to Wu Yong and Wu Xuan by Yan Yunyue, who then made an urgent request based on the proposals. "We only brought 500 magic crossbows and no more than 10,000 magic arrows on this trip. We think we can use the fine iron to refine a batch of magic crossbows and supply them to the human race in the Great Wilderness so that they can control the spiritual fields and mineral veins. Then there is no need to disperse the Taoists in our mansion!" The Taoist priests of the Wu family practiced the Wind Dao Art, which could stack the power. The more people there were, the stronger the wind would be. If hundreds of people gathered in one place and set up a strong wind formation, they could overturn the area of dozens or hundreds of miles. But if they were scattered, they would be just ordinary Taoist priests practicing Qi! It would be sufficient to distribute some magic crossbows to each guard unit and let them defend themselves. Why should the Wu family's Taoist priests be separated and the Gangfeng formation be dismantled just for some trivial matters? "This method is feasible, but the magic crossbow is difficult to refine, and the feather arrows are also specially made, mostly used for fighting and breaking magic between Taoists." "The Great Refining Talisman Arrow can be used. An ordinary steel crossbow can be used. Just equip it with the Three Yang Talisman Arrow and shoot it with a crossbow. The explosion inside is comparable to a small spell for beginners in Qi training. It is enough for the person to use." Another sorcerer stepped forward. He was one of the stewards in charge of the treasury in the palace. After repeated comparisons, he still felt that the magic crossbow was not cost-effective. "Yes! Then let's refine the Three Yang Talisman Arrows. Choose a team of Taoists to open a furnace. The difficulty of refining is not too high. You just need to engrave the Three Yang Talisman." Wu Yong nodded. At that time, he really didn't expect that a cross-border expedition would require such cultivation. He thought that thousands of Taoists from the Sui Jing family would lead their magic boats to break through the Qingyun Realm and then return? "Captain, when we preach, we find that many of the believers in these villages have had rough lives. Among them, some believers have very good character. We might as well use them to form a battalion of Yellow Turban officers and soldiers to serve them." "I can also wait for an opportunity to practice with him!" A group of soldiers stepped out of the line, knelt on one knee in front of the emperor, and begged Wu Yong in front of everyone's gaze, asking for another battalion of Yellow Turban soldiers. Now the path of Huang Tian's Taoist soldiers has been decided. They should use Taoist soldiers to control the magic and rampant soldiers and implement elite troop tactics, so they were given magic tools to control spirits and a group of rampant soldiers. This battalion has never done anything useful, but everyone has a magic whip and rattan armor and magic weapons, and they have also been given a battalion of paper soldiers. If they want to set up another battalion of officials and soldiers, it would be a bit ignorant! Do you think that the entire family’s resources have to be used to support your small Taoist camp? Feeling the unfriendly gazes of the sorcerers in the hall, Chen Qun froze and quickly made amends: "All the Wind Dao practitioners have formed a great Tianluo Gangfeng formation and must not disperse. Our Dao camp must supervise the battle against the rampant Paper Evil soldiers. We are powerless to watch over them during wartime, and we must not neglect our practice on weekdays because of such trivial matters." "The city's affairs should be managed by trustworthy mortals, but when it comes to loyalty, how can the loyalty of the believers who care about Huang Tian be as good as theirs?" This is indeed true. Controlling people by preaching is indeed quite stable. "Okay! Get this done as soon as possible. Your Taoist camp will not have to participate in Hanshan's trip. Just focus on getting this done and don't worry about miscellaneous affairs!" Wu Yong immediately agreed to the request.
He was not too bothered by such trivial matters. "Also, I will postpone all the audiences from the seventy-six townships. There is no need to over-supervise the general affairs. Anyone who dares to get his hands on the precious materials and medicines will be chopped off." "You all need to know that we are here to fight for the opportunity to practice. In the western part of the Great Wilderness, there are ancient beasts, thousand-year-old spiritual plants, and even ownerless Gangsha. That is our goal. Don't worry too much about this gain or loss." "After the Shaying has finished refining the foreign magic tools, we will go to the Great Wilderness to give it a try!" Wu Yong waved his hand in disgust, took the magic sword from the wall, hung it on his Huang Tian Taoist robe, and locked it around his waist. They came here to try their luck, not to Qingyun Realm to pick mulberry leaves, raise livestock and fish. This little income was not even as much as the output of the Wu Family Beast Garden and the two spiritual farms, so it was not that tempting to them. With his left hand on the hilt of the magic sword, Wu Yong walked straight out of the hall and looked at the Wu family practitioners and Taoist soldiers gathered outside the hall. With a slight wave of his right hand, he summoned the wind-breaking ship and gave the order: "The Dao Camp will stay here to guard the place, and the rest of the cultivators will follow me to set off to Hanshan." The so-called Hanshan is a pillar peak in the north of the Southern Wilderness. The peak is unknown how many feet high it is. Looking up from the ground, it looks like a pillar of heaven piercing the clouds! Many demonic spirits transformed from the essence of Qingyun gathered on the top of the mountain. When Wu Yong was still in Jiuzhou, he had heard people from the Yang family of Fengling mention the Qingyun monster. Later, he tried to inquire about the intelligence of this cloud monster many times. Qingyun Monster, a cloud spirit, is timid and docile, but will flee at the first sign of any movement and is extremely difficult to capture. Fortunately, one thing can overcome another. The spirit of the Cloud Path is most afraid of the Wind Path. Isn’t even the entire Qingyun Realm formed by the gathering and convergence of the chaotic strong wind? The wind direction should be controlled with the wind formation to prevent the Qingyun monster from escaping. Although the Wu family cultivators formed a strong wind formation, it was enough, but Wu Yong was too weak to stay in the big city of Nanhuang, so he had to lead the team himself. Wu Yong drove the Broken Wind Boat, carrying dozens of Taoists from the Wu family, riding the wind and chasing the clouds, and headed straight for the Tianzhu Hanshan Mountain. "Look at that hill!" The speed of Fazhou's escape suddenly slowed down. When the cultivators heard Wu Yong's shout, they all stuck their heads out and looked down. I saw a hilltop in the wilderness, and on the hilltop there was a camp, which was erected with carefully polished logs, and the logs were tied together with hemp ropes and straw ropes, forming a large square camp. However, those who came and went were not villagers, nor were they thieves who came to rob houses. It was a giant monster that was standing up with many people. It was a rough-skinned old monster with a wolf's head and a tiger's brain. It stood up on its strong hind legs, and its front legs were divided into three levels and nine sections, just like human hands. It could draw swords and guns, hold sticks, and had a mane on its body. It also had a grass skirt around its waist, and was patrolling the village from side to side. Although their appearance is somewhat similar to the armored beast barbarians in the Sha Camp, they are extremely disgusting. The armored beast barbarians are people wearing animal skins and walking like animals to seek the power of the animals. They look ferocious. This kind of monster is a beast in the form of a demon, with an animal's appearance but a human's body, which makes people even more terrified. What was even more terrifying was that next to the village, there were dozens of skinned corpses hanging on bamboo poles, all of them were in the shape of white human beings! Seeing this situation, the cultivators' hearts started pounding and they felt a tightness in their chests. When had the cultivators in Jiuzhou ever seen such a scene? "Or are they villagers from the surrounding villages? Or are they the original inhabitants of this village?" Yan Yunyue tilted her head to glance at Wu Yong, and saw a hint of coldness in his eyes. "Damn you, old demon from the wasteland!" "Why not, I'll go and get rid of this nest of evil monsters, so that this old monster won't cause trouble to the village again." Wu Yong focused his eyes on the movement of the village, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind, and remained silent for a long time. "It is to get rid of this evil monster. Daoting is not wrong, and what you did is not wrong!" With nameless fire rising in their hearts, the cultivators felt their feet lighten. The Dharma Boat suddenly dropped to half its height and hovered above the village, close to the top of the peak. Without waiting for the old monsters in the village to make a move, Wu Yong made a seal with his right hand, and drew the power of the faint stars down. His eyes suddenly turned into a deep blue, and the whole sky seemed to be covered with a layer of mist and suddenly darkened. Wu Yong's right sword finger turned into a claw and he grabbed towards the dark and boundless sky with all his strength. This grab drained all the magic power in his body and made his face turn pale. "Fluttering light!"
The next moment, a big hole seemed to be torn in the sky, and a meteorite shining with light purple light fell straight from the hole. Smoke and dust rose up, and a huge force blew from below, blowing the entire flying boat away. After the loud noise, the smoke and dust on the ground cleared. The surprised cultivators looked at Wu Yong, then hurriedly looked towards the hilltop. Where was the hilltop? All I saw was a big pit. (End of this chapter)