He is still younger than the two brothers Black Wolf and Green Wolf, but his cultivation level can surpass them, so naturally he is somewhat impressive.
The black-robed male cultivator came from a small tribe that didn't even have a foundation, so he didn't follow the path of orthodox sorcerer cultivation.
Instead, he first started in the battle formation and made a career by relying on the knife skills, and then discovered the spiritual root.
After the original tribe was wiped out, he took refuge in the Fengxing Tribe and skyrocketed from there.
It took only twenty years to build the foundation, and then it took more than forty years to gradually climb to the later stage.
Because of his early experience, he is particularly good at fighting, especially sensitive to danger, and good at seizing fleeting combat opportunities.
Even though the old shaman entered the later stage thirty or forty years earlier than him, he still has a solid foundation and a rich net worth.
But if we really take action, the outcome is hard to predict.
As for the brothers Black Wolf and Green Wolf, although they have a bad reputation, they are actually not looked down upon by him at all.
But now I see Xie Duanyang, the weapon refiner, using exquisite sword skills that I had never expected before.
At some point, the black-robed male cultivator had a long black sword on his waist. He rubbed the handle of the sword with his fingertips and watched the opponent's movements carefully.
After reading a few breaths, although he was reluctant in his heart, he had to admit it.
Just because of the exquisiteness of his moves, his strength, and his timing, Xie Duanyang is definitely better than himself.
After all, as a semi-cultivator, the experience he gained from fighting and fighting was far inferior to the sword techniques that had been refined and perfected over many generations by Huadaowu and even the Yuanying old monster.
However, the black-robed male cultivator was not too depressed.
Not to mention him in the later stage of foundation building, he also consciously saw Xie Duanyang's shortcomings in mana suppression in the middle stage.
"Even if this person is good at swordsmanship, that's because of the skill he inherited, not how powerful he is."
"I guess I spent too much energy on refining the weapon, so I never had to fight with people seriously, just like the flowers in the greenhouse, they lack experience."
"If it were me, I should have ignored the countercurrent of Qi just now. Instead of withdrawing my move, I should have taken advantage of the situation to increase pressure and forcibly cut off the red line..."
Observing Xie Duanyang's response, the black-robed male cultivator changed places, thinking about what he should do if he was replaced, or if he fought with Xie Duanyang.
He was thinking there, and Xie Duanyang, who was suppressing himself, was indeed a little bored.
After several tests, he had already figured out the details of the bright red snare.
This formation is not for killing, but for binding and suppressing.
Once an outsider falls into it, it is like a fish caught in a net, and the connection with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is restricted.
Even if it reaches the limit, it is not impossible to knock down a person's magic power to a certain level.
However, this formation is too incomplete, and the female cultivator in colorful clothes who is the leader of the formation has insufficient control.
It was barely able to activate the formation, but it was unable to figure out how to operate it.
As for activating the subtle and powerful changes, it is even more difficult.
In just a short time, Xie Duanyang had already relied on his spiritual knowledge and formation skills that were far superior to his opponent's to detect several omissions and flaws in the operation, and was able to easily break the formation.
If I didn't feel that such a performance was inconsistent with my current cultivation and reputation, how could I have used this long time?
However, after delaying for a long time, he did not gain anything.
Thinking of this, Xie Duanyang lightly twisted the fingers of his left hand behind his waist.
It was covered by the wide sleeves, so that none of the five people present noticed that there were strands of red lingering on his fingertips.
It was he who took advantage of the handover opportunity, vibrated and cut it, and intercepted it from the snare.
The female cultivator in colorful clothes didn't sacrifice this thing from her heart, and she didn't realize anything was missing at all.
The material of the red thread is very strange. After being snatched by him, the thread ends will automatically piece together.
And although this object does not resist manipulation, it is difficult for Duanyang's magic power to invade it, and it cannot be completely refined.
It's closer to a mundane utensil.
"This thing is somewhat similar to the spiritual creatures of heaven and earth, but it is very different. It is obviously man-made.
I'm afraid this thing is the most valuable thing in that cave..."
Xie Duanyang murmured to himself. According to the brief introduction given by the old shaman and the four others, the red rope almost covered the entire cave, with a radius of a hundred feet.
With the combined strength of the four of them, they could barely break the outermost layer of restrictions.
In this way, the elixir was exhausted, his vitality was severely damaged, and he even lost two other casual cultivators who had no helpers.
If these are true, then the value of the entire snare is probably not much less than the genuine golden elixir.
even……
Xie Duanyang thought too much, and his double-sword attack was not as sharp as before.
Over there, seeing that the red thread net was still unable to capture him, the female cultivator in colorful clothes was surprised, and at the same time she also felt a bit competitive.
She is not lacking in experience in fighting, and she also sensed that the opponent's aura was a bit strange.
I thought it was because Xie Duanyang had reached the end of his strength and the time when his magic power was reconnecting.
When she suddenly mentioned her magic power, the female cultivator in colorful clothes flew with her fingers, and her seals changed completely.
"go!"
If the snare just now was like a river flowing quietly, then now, it is nothing more than a stormy sea.
The color suddenly deepened, from the original bright red to scarlet, and each red line became much thicker, swelling as much as the little finger.
Thousands of red ropes are like spears and spears, overwhelmingly pressing down from the sky and the earth, so densely packed that they almost block out the sky and the sun.
Seeing this, the two brothers Black Wolf and Green Wolf couldn't help but change their expressions, and their lips twitched.
This is the second change of the Luowang Formation. That day, the two casual cultivators whose methods were not much weaker than them did it because they had no one they could trust to entrust their back.
Caught off guard, his body was pierced by these red ropes.
Even though they were much more powerful and wealthy than the last time, they still couldn't help but feel sad when they thought about it.
However, facing so many red ropes, Xie Duanyang's face looked more solemn, but he could not see much fear.
"Well done!"
I saw him pinching it with both hands, opening his mouth and spitting out a small bell with red lines on it.
The little bell turned around and rose to a height of about eight feet in the wind, covering it.
The red ropes, without exception, all hit the bell wall, making a crackling sound of rain hitting banana trees.
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But it was unable to cause any harm to it at all, and instead the melodious and deep sound of the bell was transmitted.
Strange ripples appeared in the air, and all the red lines seemed to stagnate.
Taking this opportunity, Xie Duanyang quickly drew his sword, and no longer kept the red flying knife by his side to guard, but released it all together.
But seeing that the light of the sword was like lightning, every time it fell, it would definitely cut off a red thread, and the sealing power of the net would be reduced by one point.
The female cultivator in colorful clothes looked anxious, but she was helpless.
Even if the Qi movement is connected and the red line is cut off, she will experience a small backlash, her Qi and blood will surge out of control, and it will be extremely difficult to suppress it.
The complexion changes alternately between blue, red and white.
The black-robed male cultivator frowned, suppressed the thought of taking action, released the long knife from his waist with his right hand, and pressed his palm on the back of the Taoist monk's heart, sending magic power to calm his qi and blood.
A full quarter of an hour passed, Xie Duanyang added two points of strength, two sword lights crossed in the air, completely tore the net open, and walked out.
"Fellow Taoist accepts the offer."
Xie Duanyang fished it out with five fingers, put the flying knife into his storage bag, clasped his fists and looked at the female cultivator in colorful clothes.
The female cultivator nodded reluctantly and hurriedly cast spells to close the formation.
The red thread was untied from the iron nail and wrapped back around the shuttle, but visible to the naked eye, it was thinner than when it was first taken out.
About 12/10 less.
As for Xie Duanyang's left wrist, a red rope quietly appeared.
"I don't know if Tie has passed this level?"
Xie Duanyang took a long breath and looked around with a pale face, asking the four people.
"That's natural."
The two brothers, Black Wolf and Green Wolf, looked at each other and said in unison with joy on their faces.
The strength shown by Xie Duanyang was just in line with what they had in mind, and by breaking the trap, he had a moderate relationship with the pair of Taoists, making it easier for them to win over him.
Of course, they were not stupid and guessed that Xie Duanyang should have retained some of his strength.
But this is human nature, they don't take it seriously and have already taken it into consideration.
The black-robed male cultivator didn't speak, just nodded.
As for the female cultivator in colorful clothes, she was too busy closing her eyes to regulate her breathing and had no spare energy to express her stance.
What's more, between the two of them, the male cultivator has always made the decision.
Seeing this, Xie Duanyang patted the storage bag, took out an object and threw it into the air.
"It seems that this fellow Taoist's body has been damaged. If you take this product every day for three days, you should be back to normal."
The male cultivator originally wanted to refuse, but after opening the cork, he smelled a refreshing fragrance escaping.
Just by gently smelling it, your lungs and meridians will feel much more relaxed.
"This is the finest spiritual honey, and it seems to have been specially prepared and refined.
The effect is not inferior to the best elixirs, and it is easy to absorb, and there is no retention of erysipelas."
The female cultivator in colorful clothes is not outstanding in combat ability, but she has dabbled in elixirs, weapons, formations and other skills.
Although his achievements are average due to his talent and resources, his vision is good.
He opened his eyes and winked at the Taoist companion to indicate that he would accept it.
But he didn't choose to swallow it in public.
After all, they are not familiar with Xie Duanyang yet and will not accept it so hastily.
Moreover, it was just a backlash to her energy and blood. She would be able to recover after returning for a few more days of transportation and a few days of cultivation.
Such spiritual objects should be used at critical moments, such as when breaking formations or fighting with others.
"Okay, okay!
Since Xian Kangli and Kun Zhong both recognize the formation skills of fellow railway members, I finally live up to my great trust and wish you all a fruitful return in advance."
Bang bang bang, the old shaman clapped his hands to celebrate, his expression the most cheerful.
Regardless of whether the five people succeed and gain something, he has already gained something here anyway, and he will not hesitate to say a few more nice words.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue calmed down.
Although the team is officially formed, the five of them do not mean to set off immediately.
Not to mention that the female cultivator in colorful clothes needs to rest for some time, the other four people also have some things to deal with and buy and prepare some useful things.
Going to Dayin Mountain would be like sneaking across the country, but it would be inconvenient for them to show up in various tribes.
Otherwise, there is a good chance that he will be captured by the tribal coalition forces, drag the strong men away, and throw them into the battlefield where they will fight with the Turks.
What's more, when the old shaman solicited people, he didn't explain many things in detail. In fact, his knowledge was limited.
Now, I have to reveal more details about Xie Duanyang, so that I can easily break the formation.
"Several Taoist friends are extremely lucky."
After listening to their detailed introduction, Xie Duanyang touched his chin and couldn't help but sigh.
Speaking of which, it was luck that the four of them discovered this cave.
Mulan's basic training resources are in short supply. Unless he comes from a famous family, or his talent is really extraordinary, ordinary monks are extremely reluctant to practice.
But on the contrary, if you are willing to join the tribal coalition fighting against the unexpected people, then the salary will be much better.
What's more, it's like the seven sects of the Yue Kingdom monopolizing the refining of the Foundation Establishment Pill and controlling the ascending channels.
The situation of Mulan's cultivators is not much better. Either they come from a tribe and spend a lot of money to buy it from the alliance, or the monks join the alliance and exchange their military exploits at a relatively favorable price.
This can be regarded as one of the means by which the tribal alliance controls such a large area.
None of the four people were born well. Except for the black-robed male cultivator who had two spiritual roots, the other three had three spiritual roots.
In order to earn foundation-building pills, they all joined the army and happened to be stationed near Dayin Mountain.
After all, although the battle between the two clans is terrifying, half of the magicians are often killed or injured.
But as long as we don't encounter a once-in-a-century war and are assigned dangerous tasks and stations, it's just ordinary friction.
If you are more careful on weekdays, there is still a good chance of saving your life after ten years of service.
They were lucky and survived most of the time.
The black-robed male cultivator and Hei Lang also successfully broke through to the foundation building.
It's just that Qing Lang and the female cultivator in Caiyi didn't have enough accumulated military exploits, and their background was poor, so they couldn't gather the resources to redeem the Foundation Establishment Pills.
Coincidentally, it was at the end of autumn in the ninth year.
The two tribes were having a small daily battle, and a sudden group of monks tore apart the front line and rushed into their defense zone.
Even though they were only defeated soldiers, the leader was a solid fake alchemy monk, and he controlled a fourth-level peak monster with the same cultivation level.
Coupled with the fact that he possesses two talismans for offense and defense, when the high-level monks were dispatched to the front lines, they were unstoppable for a time, causing countless casualties.
In the end, the remaining two Mulan fake pills tried their best to hold the opponent back using secret techniques that depleted their vitality.
Then with the help of a large number of magicians whose numbers were several times greater than that of the opponent, the elephant was killed by ants, and the elephant was crushed to death.
It's just that the two of them didn't expect that after the sudden death of the monk, the fourth-level monster would go crazy and its strength would more than double.
The last self-destruction actually dragged them to death.
There were only a few Black Wolf brothers. Because they were far away from the center of the battle and because they were alert, they managed to save their lives.
Unfortunately, the monster finally exploded, destroying most of the three fake elixir monks' wealth.
The few things left behind were too eye-catching, and even with their cultivation level, they didn't dare to be greedy for ink.
The female magician in colorful clothes was so thoughtful that she pulled out two pieces of jade from the monster's tattered mouth.
Put the two together to form a complete jade talisman.
Although the specific origin is not clear yet, it is not ordinary to be able to withstand the self-destruction of a level four monster.
It is convenient for both parties to pursue their own interests.
It didn't take much effort to figure out the purpose of this thing.
About half a month later, when the moon was full, the jade talisman suddenly had supernatural powers.
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