An embarrassed smile appeared on Concubine Yan's pretty face, but she was blaming her Master Donghuang in her heart. It's not that this escape technique can completely hide the figure and breath, and ordinary Zhenling masters can't detect it at all.
However, Ying Ziqing is a person who can defeat the peak of the true spirit. How can ordinary true spirit masters be comparable?
Concubine Yan laughed, clasped her green and green fingers together, and said with some embarrassment:
"I, I'm not good... Oh, right, the master said that only by following you can I avoid the disaster. Yes, that's it." Concubine Yan became more and more confident in the end.
Ying Ziqing smiled faintly and ignored Concubine Yan's lame excuse. No matter what Concubine Yan's purpose was, as long as she was under Ying Ziqing's nose, she would not be able to turn around, and all her tricks would be false.
"Since you are here, then follow me first."
Concubine Yan's face showed a hint of joy, she turned around and took Yelu Zhiwu's little hand to walk forward.
Yelv Zhiwu didn't resist, and let Concubine Yan, who was about the same age as herself, pull her.
Looking at the two women in front of him, Ying Ziqing smiled faintly, then suddenly his smile stopped.
Didn't I come to Shushan to look for secrets? Why did I end up bringing two childish ghosts with me?
--Dividing line--
South Korea, in a dense forest on the outskirts of Xinzheng City,
Every few tens of meters, a bad guy with a horizontal sword in his hand would make a secret sentry, and there were thousands of silver-armored troops patrolling the perimeter.
In the center of the dense forest,
The original tall and prosperous trees have disappeared.
Instead, there was a vast open space where hundreds of camps were stationed.
Groups of well-equipped soldiers patrolled the camp alternately. Such strict security could only be seen in the grain and grass warehouses.
On the high platform in the center of the school grounds,
Wei Zhuang, who was dressed in black gold general armor, stood on the high platform with his hands behind his hands. Hanging on his waist was the Netherworld Sword that Ying Ziqing had given him earlier. As for the Shark Tooth Sword, what was that? Wei Zhuang said he didn't know him.
Five thousand two-meter-high earthen jars are neatly placed in the school grounds under the high platform, and the openings on them are all tightly sealed with cowhide.
Wei Zhuang looked at the earthen jars below and murmured:
"It's about time."
At this moment, a black crow flew from the horizon to Wei Zhuang's shoulder.
This black crow actually uttered human words:
"General Wei, the heavy armor and weighted weapons you ordered the blacksmiths to build have been transported and stored in the cave."
After saying that, the black crow turned into a black mist and dispersed.
An evil smile appeared on Wei Zhuang's face, and he took out a jade box and an exquisite porcelain bottle from his arms.
The jade box was opened, and inside was a black and gold Gu King. The Gu King lay quietly in the jade box, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
Upon seeing this, Wei Zhuang opened the porcelain bottle, and a drop of golden-red blood slipped from the mouth of the bottle and dripped on the Gu King's body.
The next moment, the drop of golden-red blood unexpectedly slowly merged into the Gu King's body, and then the Gu King's abdomen turned red.
At this time, Ying Ziqing, who was far away in Sichuan, felt something in his heart. Feeling the weak connection, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Is the Altar of Soldiers, Gods and Monsters ready..."
After dripping Ying Ziqing's blood essence into King Gu's body, Wei Zhuang bit his own finger and used his internal power to force out a drop of blood essence, which dripped into King Gu's back again.
The essence and blood also disappeared into the Gu King's body, but this time there was no change in the Gu King's body.
At the same time, Wei Zhuang also had a connection with Gu King in his heart.
Ying Ziqing is the real master of the Gu King, and he is only the user. Every month, he has to integrate a drop of blood essence into the Gu King's body to maintain control of the Gu King, but Ying Ziqing does not need to do so, because the Gu King Already recognized Him as Lord.
Wei Zhuang looked at the five thousand earthen jars below and gave instructions to King Gu with his heart.
The earthen jars began to tremble violently, and suddenly, all five thousand earthen jars burst open with a loud bang.
Five thousand topless elite soldiers woke up from their slumber.
Each of them exuded an extremely tyrannical aura, their eyes were full of indifference, and their bronzed muscles seemed to contain terrifying power. After waking up, they gradually regained consciousness and arranged themselves in order according to the original formation.
The improved version of the Soldier God and Monster Altar did not turn them into walking zombies who only knew how to kill. They had their own consciousness, but at the bottom of their consciousness they were controlled by the Gu King to ensure the loyalty of this terrifying army.
And in order to ensure their strict discipline, this army was specially trained according to the methods left by Ying Ziqing before the battle of gods and monsters.
Wei Zhuang looked at such a well-disciplined and terrifying army, as if he had already seen their important role in the future national war.
He looked at the soldier at the front with his sharp eyes and said:
"Come up here and let me see your strength."
The soldier heard this without any hesitation, and jumped up to the five-meter high platform.
Wei Zhuang casually picked up a long sword and threw it to the soldier.
After the soldier grasped the sword, his muscles all over his body tensed, and he quickly moved forward, holding the sword with both hands and slashing hard towards Wei Zhuang.
Wei Zhuang's expression remained normal. He raised his unsheathed Nether Sword and easily blocked the move. Then he pushed forward and the soldier was knocked away by the majestic internal force, but his body was unscathed.
Wei Zhuang nodded secretly. The soldiers who were just ordinary people at first were able to burst into mid-term acquired power after being strengthened by the Weapon God and Monster Altar, and ordinary swords could not break through defenses without the support of true energy.
Wei Zhuang waved his hand, and the soldier returned to his position with understanding.
Wei Zhuang then ordered everyone to go to the warehouse to receive the armor weapons delivered.
After one stick of incense,
Five thousand people wore finely crafted dark blue heavy armor, holding large shields in their left hands and broad-bladed heavy swords in their right hands.
The entire military formation was silent, showing a solemn atmosphere.
Wei Zhuang looked at the people below. The Netherworld Sword was unsheathed and pointed at the sky. An indifferent voice sounded in everyone's ears under the influence of inner strength:
"The commander-in-chief has ordered that from today onwards, the Wan Ting Army will be established. You will be the first batch of Wan Ting soldiers, and you will be promoted to the third level."
clang clang clang,
Fifty million Ting troops uniformly slapped their shields with their broad-bladed heavy swords, making a thunderous sound.
Wei Zhuang thought to himself:
"Then we can plan to create the second batch of Weapon God and Monster Altars..."
--Dividing line--
Beside the river, looking at Yelv Zhiwu and Concubine Yan playing in the stream, Ying Ziqing, who had nothing to do, thought in his heart,
Then he summoned Ying Gou, one of the four great corpse ancestors.
A Ying Gou who looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old girl appeared in front of Ying Ziqing. She was dark black and tied into two ponytails with a red hair rope. She had red lips, white teeth, fair skin, sword-shaped eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, a small upturned nose, and a dark red color. Eye shadow, thick eyelashes, golden earrings,
Wearing white, black and red clothing with white characters engraved on the clothes, a few copper coins hanging on the red waist rope, a white slit skirt with red lace on the bottom, ankle-length, and black tiger boots on her feet shoe.
There was a powerful aura exuding from his body. Yingying's scarlet eyes were staring at Ying Ziqing, and he was about to speak. Suddenly, the scarlet in his eyes quickly dissipated, revealing dark pupils, and he suddenly said:
"Does Li look like a bad handsome guy?"
PS: Don’t worry about the author, he is currently being typed in a dark room by me. (ಡωಡ)
