How long has it been since you had a dream?
The moment he opened his eyes, Zhong Wen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Just now, he had a dream that he had not seen for a long time.
A dream that is ordinary and without any ups and downs.
In the dream, he returned to the time when he had just seized the position of the Master of Shijue Palace.
The time when Nangong Ling was still by his side.
In the secret room, Nangong Ling showed him the four hundred dead soldiers he had recruited and asked him to personally name the four hundred people.
"No matter how weak they are now, I don't know how many of them will survive to the end."
After listening to the four hundred extremely perfunctory names from Zhong Da to Zhong Sibai, Nangong Ling was not angry, but said calmly, "As long as you train well, when you fight all over the world in the future, most of these dead soldiers can help you." Come in handy."
The dreams that followed did not show the exciting plot of Zhong Wen leading four hundred dead soldiers to kill all directions, but more of the daily life of some Nangong Ling training dead soldiers.
It can be seen that Nangong Ling has high hopes for these four hundred people. The training process may seem extensive, but in fact it is meticulous and well-intentioned.
There are many details that even Zhong Wen didn't know before.
Why did I suddenly dream about Sister Nangong and the four hundred dead men?
After waking up, Zhong Wen lay on the bed, covering his eyes with his left arm, letting the sunlight coming in from the window shine on his face, and fell into deep meditation.
Could it be...
What does Sister Nangong want to tell me?
After thinking for a moment, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind. He sat up suddenly, got out of bed, and ran out of the house without even having time to put on his shoes.
When his cultivation has reached his current state, every thought and thought affects the cause and effect of reality, and there are no more unprovoked dreams.
What's more, this dream also involves Nangong Ling, so he can't help but take it seriously.
"H-Hall Master, you, what are you...?"
Looking at Zhong Wen, who was running towards him with disheveled hair and bare feet, Zhong Shisan suddenly had a look of disbelief on his face and asked stutteringly.
"What age are you...?"
The question that Zhong Wen blurted out made him feel confused and frustrated.
"Subordinate Zhong Shisan."
Fortunately, his will has been polished as solid as a rock by Nangong Ling, and he will not be broken by this small setback. "I have met the Lord of the Palace."
If adults don't recognize me, it must be because I'm not good enough.
As long as you keep working hard, one day, the Lord of the Palace will remember the name Zhong Shisan!
I don’t know if Nangong Ling’s brainwashing played a role. Not only did he forcefully excuse Zhong Wen, he actually used it as an excuse to motivate himself.
"Zhong Thirteen."
Zhong Wen didn't know his rich inner drama, so he just asked bluntly, "Of the four hundred dead soldiers back then, how many are left here now?"
"Miss Nangong once gave instructions. Among the four hundred of us, one hundred will be the first to advance to the Soul Realm and stay in various parts of the Spiritual Sea to help the Lord of the Hall resist powerful enemies. The remaining three hundred saints will be assigned Once you are promoted to a divine general in the intelligence agencies in various regions of the Original Land, you must report back."
Zhong Shisan calmed down his thoughts and said slowly, "In the previous battle, thirty-three of the one hundred god generals died in the battle, but in recent days, new god generals have returned one after another. The souls currently staying in the Shijue Palace There are about ninety-three dead warriors, and at this rate, it won’t take long to replenish the number of one hundred."
"Ninety-three?"
Zhong Wen was stunned when he heard this, and then exclaimed, "So fast?"
He knew that even if those who practiced the soul-quenching method failed to advance to the soul realm, they would benefit a lot from exploring soul power, far better than ordinary saints, and would almost 100% be able to break through to the level of a divine general in the future.
However, just how long had passed before the number of divine generals among the dead soldiers soared from sixty-seven to ninety-three!
In other words, in just a few dozen days, twenty-six dead saints discovered their own soul power and successfully advanced to the soul realm. This is undoubtedly exciting news.
It seems like Liufenghuixue should be put on the agenda.
After looking at Zhong Shisan up and down, Zhong Wen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The flowing wind returns to the snow!
One of the important materials for refining "The Enemy of the King of Hell" is also the only main material that Zhong Wen lacks. Even in the vast and vast world, it has not been found.
According to existing records, the only known origin of Liufenghui Snow in the entire original land is the Dark Night Forest.
This is why he behaved so kindly when he met Qi Baiyu and Fan Xuerou outside the Crow Cave.
A long time ago, he planned to build an army of divine generals wearing Dao Yun battle robes and carrying the enemy of the King of Hell to fight against the unfathomable secrets of the Goddess Mountain.
Now that the material for Daoyun's jersey has been locked, Lishui silk is not too rare in Penglai Wonderland. With Nalan Yunzhou's relationship, even large-scale purchases will not be a problem.
Except for Liu Feng Hui Xue, almost all other materials for the enemy of Hell can be found in Zi Zaitian, and the output is abundant.
Ever since, Liufenghuixue has become the only shortcoming in this plan.
It seems that it is inevitable to go to the Dark Night Forest.
"Practice well."
Zhong Wen sighed, waved his hand towards Zhong Shisan, and said feebly, "It won't be long before there will be a fierce battle between us and the Goddess Mountain. By then, the glory of Lituo Coast will have to be protected by you. "
"yes!"
Unexpectedly, his casual words of encouragement actually cheered up Zhong Shisan. He raised his chest high, raised his neck and responded loudly, "I will definitely work hard and never let down the high expectations of the Lord."
Zhong Wen nodded, no longer lingering, but walked forward quickly, and soon stepped out of the main entrance of Shijue Palace.
"Sir, what are you..."
Taiyi's figure appeared in front of him at some point. He bowed to him respectfully and said, "Want to go out?"
"yes."
The moment he saw him, Zhong Wen rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea, "There is news from our intelligence network on the shore of the land, saying that traces of female dolls suspected of Dabao and Ye Yaoyao were found near the Dark Night Forest. I I plan to go and confirm something."
"Is there any news about the Lord God?"
Taiyi's eyes lit up and his face showed joy, "Please be sure to let your subordinates accompany you!"
"you?"
Zhong Wen glanced at him, seemingly surprised, "The dark night forest is a long way away, and we can't come back in a day or two. Are you sure you want to go with me?"
"What did the adults say?"
Taiyi looked up at him, with determination in his eyes, "Sir Lingling has ordered your subordinates to help you find the new Lord God. Now that we finally have the news, why should Taiyi not go?"
"That's fine."
Zhong Wen pretended to hesitate, and after a long time he reluctantly gave in. "With your magical distance power, you can indeed get twice the result with half the effort if you hit the road."
"What you said is absolutely true." Taiyi said happily.
"In that case..."
Unexpectedly, Zhong Wen's hands suddenly reached forward and grabbed Taiyi's arm with lightning speed, "Let's go then!"
"Sir, what are you..."
The familiar feeling immediately made Taiyi's heart skip a beat.
"Let's go, is your magical power just a decoration?"
Zhong Wen rolled his eyes at him and scolded him with a matter-of-fact expression, "Drive! Drive!"
Taiyi: “…..”
"Oh, right."
Just when he finally corrected his mentality, reluctantly accepted his identity as a "car", and was about to use his magical powers, Zhong Wen suddenly said again, "Before going to the Dark Night Forest, please take me to Zizaitian first. Then there’s Hell Valley, and there’s… Jin Yao Empire also needs to pass by.”
Taiyi: “…..”
"Why are you looking at me? Why don't you leave quickly?"
Seeing that his head was covered with black lines and he was biting his lips tightly, as if he was about to get angry at any moment, Zhong Wen showed no intention of restraining himself. Instead, he yelled, "If you go late and miss Dabao, can you bear the responsibility?" "
For the gods!
Everything is for the Gods!
Taiyi gritted his teeth and it took him a long time to suppress the anger in his heart. He shook his head helplessly and took the next step.
The figures of the two people "swiftly" disappeared from the place, as if they had never appeared before.
…
The moment he stepped into Qinxin Palace, Feng Wuya had a gentle and bright smile on his face, without any trace of gloom, as if he felt joy and joy from the bottom of his heart.
"I met the master."
Oncoming was a woman in a white dress who looked to be in her twenties, with beautiful appearance, lively eyes, and a gentle aura all over her body. "Master seems to be in a good mood."
"Yi Ru, during the time when my master was away, have you ever been lazy in your cultivation?"
Feng Wuya laughed, "Do you feel like you're about to advance?"
If Zhong Wen were here, he would be shocked to find that the beauty in the white dress who calls Feng Wuya "Master" is actually Li Yiru, the empress of Daqian who was sucked into the original land by the gap in space with him.
"My disciple is stupid. Even though Senior Sister Cui has taught me everything, I still haven't been able to touch the edge of a saint."
The woman in the white dress shook her head, a trace of loss and guilt flashed across her pretty face, "I let you down, Master."
"Three feet of ice does not freeze in one day."
Feng Wuya patted her shoulder and comforted her softly, "It's not easy for you to have such a level of cultivation at such a young age. Don't push yourself too hard. Tomorrow, I will be my teacher to help you clarify your doubts." , maybe there will be new gains, but that’s not necessarily the case.”
"Thank you, Master."
Li Yiru felt happy and bowed respectfully.
"You go down first."
Feng Wuya patted her shoulder again, then walked forward slowly with a smile, and soon entered a dim side hall.
"Come out."
He stood still, slowly looked up into the darkness, and suddenly spoke.
