When Feng Xi covered half of the sack with talisman seals, Geng Feng carved another mold.
Feng Xi started to cover with both hands at the same time.
Jun Wen was already numb.
He felt that if Feng Xi practiced a little more, he might be able to heal his feet.
That idiot Pei Laoer used to brag about being a genius at making talismans every day, but after all this time, he still hasn't learned how to stamp!
It’s just a useless snack!
Unlike him, at least he learned acting, rainbow farts, and sword formations.
Thinking of the sword formation, Jun Wen's heart moved.
"Little, little sister, I have an idea! What a great idea! What a great idea to increase the combat effectiveness of the Shenyin Army!"
Feng Xi didn't even open her eyes: "Do you want Wei Rui and others to teach the Shenyin Army Sword Formation?"
Jun Wen: "...you, how do you know?!"
Feng Xi curled her lips: "Because I've thought of it a long time ago! Do you know why I didn't bring it up?
Because I want Wei Rui and others to take the initiative!
Lest they think we are thinking about their sword formation!
Do not worry!
After several discussions, they will definitely bring it up.
When the time comes, you should be more thoughtful and learn from it! "
Jun Wen originally wanted to show off his high IQ, but his junior sister had already thought of it!
Not only did he think of it, he also took the bait for those who wished.
They didn't catch Wei Rui and the others, but they caught him, the silly roe deer, first.
Feng Xi's guess was correct, Wei Rui and the others were discussing this matter.
The sword formation in the Southern Territory strictly prohibits external reports, but now lives are at stake, and we can’t care so much!
Besides, the sword formations they knew were not high-grade sword formations, so even if they were pursued, there wouldn't be any big trouble.
In addition, they felt that their memories had been erased when they came out of the ancient battlefield ruins, and the same should be true when they came out here.
So nothing to worry about.
So, he took the initiative to find Feng Xi.
Feng Xi was very surprised when he heard this.
"Do you really want to contribute to the sword array?
It seems that I was the one who was watching people through the cracks in the door before. Your pattern is much bigger than mine!
You should be worshiped by me! "
Feng Xi said that she was about to bow, but Wei Rui and others hurriedly moved out of the way.
My heart is warm.
The self-confidence that had been completely beaten before is finally back!
Feng Xi immediately called for Captain Huo and asked Wei Rui and the others to demonstrate the sword formation.
Captain Huo was ecstatic!
It even brought tears to my eyes!
Feng Xi asked him to organize people to start practicing the sword formation. After seeing results, she would go to General Yan to promote it throughout the camp.
Captain Huo was so excited that he immediately followed the instructions.
Jun Wen was indeed a genius in swordsmanship. Not only did he learn it quickly, he also made several suggestions for improvement.
Wei Rui and others didn't think much of Jun Wen at first, after all, Feng Xi's aura was too great!
Now, I am impressed by Junwen!
As the saying goes, only those who are capable can win respect.
Feng Xi was not idle either and kept stamping.
By the time the sword formation of the baggage camp began to take shape, Feng Xi had already built more than a dozen sacks of talismans and seals.
I'm going to vomit!
She decided that when she returned to the sect, she would force Pei Zhou to learn to stamp whatever she said.
This is simply not a job for humans!
After preparations were completed, Feng Xi came to see General Yan.
General Yan was a serious old man and frowned when he saw Feng Xi.
Sixth level of Qi refining?
Even if he was injured, he should not have formed a pill before. How could the superiors appoint such a person to be the commander of the transport camp?
However, the generals in the baggage camp don't need any cultivation, they just need to have brains and know how to do things.
"Sit down! What do you want from me?"
After Feng Xi thanked him, he sat down.
Her sitting posture is very standard, and her back is straight.
General Yan had a better impression of her.
"General Yan, my soldiers and I invented a group battle mode called Sword Formation. After using it, the attack power and defense power have been greatly improved.
If you think it is feasible, you can promote it throughout the camp. "
General Yan felt that she was exaggerating. Sword array?
Isn't it the kind of military formation in the secular world?
Those things are of no use to monks.
But he still followed Feng Xi to the school yard of the supply camp.
Captain Huo began to organize people to demonstrate the sword array.
General Yan was a little careless at first, but soon his eyes widened!
By the time the demonstration was over, he was so excited that he was speechless.
He patted Feng Xi on the shoulder: "Okay! Okay! Okay!"
I don't know what to say except that it's good.
As the commander-in-chief, he knows very well how useful this sword formation is!
Soon, the sword formation was promoted in the camp.
Fengxi became popular.
After all, people from the transport camp have to teach it. Which people to send and how many people to send will tell.
Several generals took turns to get close to him.
On this day, Wei Rui came in and reported: "General Qiu and General Wan of the Pioneer Battalion are visiting!"
Feng Xi made a special trip to visit the generals from several camps before, but he did not see the generals from the Pioneer Camp. He heard that he was out for something.
Feng Xi asked Wei Rui to invite people in.
The voice arrived first before the person arrived!
"General Qiu, I, a rough old man, don't know any etiquette. I should have come to visit you a long time ago!"
Feng Xi was stunned.
This voice is very familiar.
Soon, a sturdy middle-aged man walked in.
The laughter is like Hong Zhong!
"Are you General Qiu? You really can't tell a person's face, you little girl is really capable!"
Feng Xi exchanged some pleasantries and said with a smile: "General Wan Pian, I would like to take the liberty to ask, what is your name?"
"10,000 celebrations."
Feng Xi didn't know why, but a burst of sourness came to her heart.
He really is the owner of that powerful voice in the ruins of the ancient battlefield.
They finally met.
She had previously buried his body with her own hands.
This time, she will fulfill her promise and bring him and his soldiers home.
Go home safe, intact, and alive.
