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Chapter 124 Traces

Feng Yang turned into a sword light and left, and he was inevitably frightened for a moment. It seemed that he was still thinking too simply. He lived in a humble place and did not know how vast the world outside the world was, so he was still powerless to do anything about those real masters.

"Elder, tell me, will you be discovered if I take you into the four major forces? I mean to discover the existence of your remnant soul." Feng Yang said.

"Yes!" Canhun's answer was very affirmative, which made Feng Yang's head feel a lot of pain in an instant.

"You don't have any means? After all, you were the elder of the fifth largest holy land, Butian Sect, and a sword saint-level figure!" Feng Yang did not give up and continued.

"It's useless. Although the Butian Sect is very prosperous, it is still a long way from the holy land. Although the Butian Three Pills are famous, there are not many elixirs that can be compared with it. What's more, the magical powers and swords are the foundation of the power of several holy lands. If you rashly practice the Butian Sect method, even if you can hide it from the sword heart and sword intent masters, can the sword saint, the treasure, and the sword immortal be hidden from it?" The remnant soul was not optimistic about this at all.

"What should I do now? If I don't join the four major forces, how can I fulfill my lies in front of the ancestor of the Fang family? If something happens, who can protect me from the sword saint?" Feng Yang looked depressed.

"...In fact, it's not a big problem for you to invest in the four major forces!" Canhun was silent for a while before saying.

"What? Do you mean to let me hand you over? Then use this as a grant for promotion?" Feng Yang looked incredible. Are you willing to sacrifice so much?

"..." The remnant soul was silent for a while, and the last word fell coldly into Feng Yang's ears: "Get out!"

After a while of silence, Feng Yang admitted his mistake, the voice of the remnant soul sounded again, saying: "The holy land is a holy land after all, and naturally it has the aura of embracing all rivers. Even if you know what I do, you may not behave as a result of what I do. Once you enter their sect, you may not be able to attack you. Even if you really get the inheritance of the Butian Sect, they may not be able to attack you! Because this is the powerful foundation of the holy land in this world."

"So sure?" Feng Yang was a little confused. This is the Butian Sect. Will the four major forces give up like this? However, the remnant soul on the opposite side is the elder of the Butian Sect. You should not be wrong with this evaluation. After all, even if you are discovered, the most uncomfortable one must be the remnant soul.

"It's good. As the ancestor of the Fang family said, there were disciples from Hongchen Pavilion who had already set their sights on me. Since I couldn't hide it, I would just reveal some information so that I could successfully be included in the four major forces. Well, with the reputation of Butian Sect, it's safe to do so. Since that's the case, I don't have to hijack Longmo Medical Saint. His status is awkward at this time, and it's not good for me to contact him!" Feng Yang said.

Feng Yang made up his mind, who wanted to fall into silence and remnant souls, then he spoke again: "No, I suggest you go and see the medical saint."

"Hmm? Why do you say that?" Feng Yang said in surprise.

"The fundamental inheritance of Butian Sect is the Butian Sword Art. This was created by the sect leader in the past who comprehended his own secret star field and could make up for innate shortcomings. His own shortcomings naturally require external objects to supplement, diet, elixirs, luck... but it is more about learning by oneself. Sword art has unpredictable power when practicing to a high level, and is not inferior to Yu Zhibao and sword skills. When it comes to sword art, this medical saint is your best teacher!" said the remnant soul.

"So, no wonder the fifth young master and his friends are all extraordinary in swordsmanship. It turns out that this is still the case!" Feng Yang's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but nodded, and he had already made plans in his heart.

When he arrived at the camp, Feng Yang first replied to his agreement with Fang Yong this time that the other party would help him and others to cover up, and if something happened, he would stand on his side.

As soon as the news came out, everyone was immediately overjoyed. Fang Yong had strength and naturally had weight. They were afraid that Fang Yong would get the news and work alone, and cross the river and burned the bridge, but they didn't expect it to be so smooth. At this moment, a group of people began to praise him in various ways. Brother Feng is amazing, and Brother Feng is really amazing...

Feng Yang was speechless. You don’t know how thrilling this trip was. You almost silenced! Besides, the Butian Sect Pill was hidden in front of you. Can a mere ginseng grass that can be a treasure medicine be unhappy!

However, he naturally rotted in his stomach and couldn't say it out. He had to respond and pretend that this was a very common thing, and you could do it even if you went there.

However, if this problem is solved, then the next step is naturally to make the final preparations.

Starting from that day, several wild boars were slaughtered. The swordsmen activate the resonant stars, and then injected the power of the stars into the corpse. Then some corpses were not infused. I wanted to distinguish whether this ginseng grass had other special requirements for the corpse.

Because although the living body is soaked in the world, the star power will gradually be lost after death, so I want to use this as a judgment.

The next morning, a swordsman immediately went to check and found that the corpse of a wild boar turned into a mummy. However, at this moment, even the swordsmen below saw that the top leaders of their side kept arranging to slaughter wild boars and then put them everywhere. After one night, they began to come over to check the corpse of the wild boars in the morning. If you understand these things a little, you can understand that others have discovered the recent mummy incident and have begun to take measures.

This naturally stabilized the morale of the army. What I was afraid of was the unknown. Now that there was a countermeasure, I naturally felt much more relieved. After discovering that the wild boar was useful, many swordsmen even thought that they couldn't find anything and started to form a team to hunt wild game on the mountain. Unfortunately, the mountains were full of people, and the wild beasts were usually ferocious. Now so many swordsmen stood here, how dare they come out? Could they come to deliver vegetables?

However, it is rare that these swordsmen have thought about how to allow these wild beasts to hide. The wild beasts around them are immediately affected. Wild boars, wild rabbits, wild foxes, etc. are used as traps when they are bigger, while some pheasants are made into soup and become things in their stomachs.

However, it is precisely because the people under his command are so enthusiastic that Wang Rong and others' plans were implemented very smoothly.

After a period of observation, they also began to summarize some rules. First of all, this thing does prefer corpses with more star power. Then the intelligence should not be too high, and they are more afraid of people, because as they and others gradually narrow their feeding range, they are completely unaware of this thing and still eat in places where no one is guarding every day.

As the place where they were eating began to shrink, Wang Rong and the others who had originally gained nothing finally gained something. In the early morning of one day, Wang Fu's light-reflecting mirror finally captured the strange figure again.

It is only three or four inches tall, with three leaves on its head, just like a paper-cut villain, with hands and feet all ginseng grass roots. One is inserted into the body of a dead wild boar, and the wild boar begins to shrivel at a speed visible to the naked eye, making people feel numb to see it.
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