Jin Wuhuan searched around the forest again with a cooked copper stick, and met Yuan Sima who came out from behind the mountain. The two of them stood on the top of a tree crown, looking at the vast forest sea, and both sighed softly.
Snake Lao escaped and disappeared without a trace.
"What kind of escape method is this?" Jin Wuhuan asked.
Yuan Sima said: "It seems to be an escaping method, but it is much slower. If it is not an escaping method, it is really escaping too fast..." shook his head and sighed: "The Taoism of Baiyue monks is weird, and they often don't follow the right path. You need to be more careful. Be careful."
They had already chased him more than ten miles away. In order to prevent the tiger from leaving the mountain, the two of them did not dare to chase him any further and returned to Nuo River Beach. Running away from a high-level witch doctor in the realm of divine witchcraft is a big or small matter. If you are targeted with a grudge, you will have endless troubles in the future. But if the old snake realm falls back to the body witchcraft realm, even if you are stared at, it will not be a big deal. .
Therefore, both of them were very concerned about the results of Wu Sheng's bead refining.
The result has not yet been announced, Wu Sheng is still sitting in front of the stove, completely forgetting himself. The seven disciples under his command were all guarding him, and except for a few people, no one was allowed to get close.
The three village masters have already led their troops to Xianuo Village in person. The defeated Dushan troops captured along the way have been sent over one after another, and there are more than a hundred people in the prisoner camp.
Seeing that Wu Sheng was still refining beads, Yuan Sima simply ordered to set up camp on the spot to protect Wu Sheng with a fort. He and Jin Wuhuan stayed up all night, being highly vigilant about the escaped witch doctor Snake Lao, lest he come back.
Wu Sheng didn't know how much spiritual sand a high-level witch's natal poison bead could transform, but after dark, the number of spiritual sand transformed had exceeded 6,000, accounting for 100% of the total amount of spiritual sand on the Qi Sea Island. one.
The next day, Wu Sheng was still refining beads, and the amount of spiritual sand he transformed exceeded ten thousand. This kind of colorful spiritual sand with an almost oily sheen can be seen in many valleys.
After the third day, the three village leaders rushed back to Nuoxi Beach, but Wu Sheng was still immersed in the bead refining state, and the number of spiritual sand transformed from the poison beads had reached 20,000.
Seeing the worry and anxiety on their faces, Yuan Sima took the initiative to ask: "What happened?"
Ah Nuo said: "I want revenge, I want to save my people! The Dushan Tribe has been plundering our Nuo Xi tribe for so many years. For at least the past ten years, hundreds of people have been enslaved in various villages of the Dushan Tribe. Ah Nuogu He is dead, the witch doctor has escaped, and the elite members of the Dushan Tribe have been killed by us. I can’t wait any longer. Every day that passes, my people will be whipped one more day!”
Huang Feilong said: "The outcome of the Battle of Nuoxi Beach has been reported back to the Dushan tribe. The spies I sent there said that many Dushan tribesmen are preparing to go into the mountains to escape, and some are preparing to flee south. The Dushan tribe's Zhuzhen is to the south, and I'm afraid they will react and snatch it from us."
Dao Nanshe looked anxiously at Wu Sheng's military tent and stamped his feet: "It can't be too late!"
Yuan Sima immediately said: "Then fight over there and fight all the way to the border where we meet Zhuzhen. Is that Xiuyun Mountain?"
The three village leaders nodded loudly: "Sima also has this idea?"
Yuan Sima said: "Isn't this the strategy that was finalized before the war? Thousands of elite soldiers of the Dushan tribe have been wiped out, and there is no way to fight back. What are you waiting for?"
The three village leaders aimed at Wu Sheng Lianzhu's military tent. Yuan Sima was helpless. After thinking about it, he pulled Jin Wuhuan to the military tent. When he looked inside, he knew that Wu Sheng was simply distracted. , there is no time for him to care, if he is forcibly awakened, something will go wrong if it is not kept intact.
After briefly explaining the situation, Yuan Sima said to Jin Wuhuan: "Those three guys didn't listen to me and only recognized Doctor Shen."
Jin Wuhuan comforted him: "After all, we are sworn brothers, don't be upset, Sima."
Yuan Sima said: "It's not a matter of annoyance. If they listen to me, they will be deceitful... What I mean is that you are a worshiper of Mangdang Mountain and a close confidant of Dr. Shen. They may believe what you say, so you pretend to be in the account." Come out later and tell those three guys that Dr. Shen has agreed."
"This..." Jin Wuhuan hesitated.
Yuan Sima urged: "Military aircraft cannot be delayed. Besides, this is an established strategy. Is it that difficult?"
Jin Wuhuan gritted his teeth, lifted the curtain and entered the tent, stood quietly for a moment, and saw that Wu Sheng was as unresponsive as a wood carving and clay sculpture, so he finally forced himself out, and Yuan Sima came over and faked a military order.
On the days when the three village masters were marching towards the Dushan tribe, Wu Sheng was still imagining that the five-color spiritual sand was still falling, falling on the top of the mountain, on the hillside, at the bottom of the valley, and by the stream...
After eating so many magical weapons, so many spiritual materials, so many spiritual pills, and even so many magical formations, he has never seen such a situation. The spiritual sand has broken through 50,000, but it is still not over.
How much spiritual sand can a natal poison bead that has been nourished by a high-level cultivator in the realm of gods and witches for decades and absorb an unknown amount of true energy be converted into?
This question finally came to an end when he visualized the last layer of the poison bead.
The moiré structure, which was originally only possessed by the magic circle, appeared in his visualization. This cloud pattern was different from most of the cloud patterns he had visualized in the past. On the contrary, it was somewhat similar to the cloud pattern of the stone beast array in front of the Zuotu Mansion in Yangzhou - a dynamic cloud pattern.
A few dots gradually increased in number as they flickered, and then began to swim, colliding together while swimming, and gradually merging into several new dots, forming several wavy curves around them, spreading in all directions...
Wu Sheng thought hard, but still couldn't figure it out. He knew that the ideal principles of heaven and earth contained in the cloud pattern sometimes needed opportunities to unravel, so he was not in a hurry. After the cloud pattern was fixed, he had firmly grasped it in his visualization. Keep this in mind and send the Tai Chi ball as a whole.
This cloud pattern turned into thousands of grains of spiritual sand, which fell under a rock near the seaside and piled up into a mound.
As the cloud pattern was transformed, there was a "pop" sound, and the poisonous bead was finally completely absorbed. A faint scream came from the depths of Wu Sheng's consciousness, and the poisonous bead shattered into a handful of dust.
Ninety-eight thousand grains of spiritual sand, as well as a dynamic cloud pattern that has not yet been understood. This is what the poison bead brought to Wu Sheng. It is equivalent to the transformation results of at least thirty high-grade magic weapons, and is the total amount of spiritual sand transformed since his practice. One-seventh of the amount, directly pushing the total amount of spiritual sand on his Qi Sea Island to the 750,000 mark.
The transformation of spiritual sand is not a simple transformation of true energy. Wu Sheng's transformation and swallowing of spiritual sand is not a swallowing of true energy. Therefore, one cannot expect that after "eating" the poisonous bead, it will be like eating the witch doctor Snake Lao's cultivation. We can't even expect to reach the sky in one step.
The true essence cultivation of different monks is imprinted with the deep personal imprint of the practitioner. Even the evil magic cannot reach this point by forcibly eating the cultivation of others. If you really eat it, it will definitely conflict with your own true essence. Causing indigestion.
Therefore, transforming a life poison bead to obtain nearly 100,000 spiritual sands was far beyond Wu Sheng's expectations.
Only on the day he came out of seclusion did he find out that he had actually practiced in Nuoxitan for more than half a month!
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