In the past twenty days, Zhang Yifeng read the formation books in the library. The reason why he could read so quickly is that Zhang Yifeng can not only see ten lines at a glance, but also remember them.

After scanning the spiritual consciousness, almost all the contents of a book were imprinted in my mind. Such talent is definitely not something that ordinary people can have.

This is the benefit of the wisdom tree taking root in the sea of ​​consciousness. The wisdom tree, but even immortals want to steal the existence of their heads.

To put it bluntly, an immortal is also a human being. It is just n times stronger than an ordinary person.

In the world of cultivators, as long as you work hard, in theory, everyone can become an immortal.

Twenty days have passed, and Zhang Yifeng's cultivation has been upgraded to the second level of the Golden Elixir Stage. If he consolidates his cultivation for another week, he can reach the third level of the Golden Elixir Stage.

Zhang Yifeng calculated the medicinal materials on his body. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be able to improve his cultivation to the fourth level of the Golden Elixir stage.

Although the early consumption is not small, it is definitely not as terrifying as the later stage. According to his estimate, to improve his cultivation to the fourth level, it will cost about fifty golden elixirs, which is four raw materials. He added up to four materials from the Zhengyi Sect and the Tuoba family.

In addition, in the past twenty days, Su Zhirou has visited Zhang Yifeng several times. She is a lady and is very considerate of her subordinates. After all, Su Zhirou is also very busy. She has to go to the Hei Pagoda every day to establish a sense of emotion with her ancestors.

At this time, the Black Tower.

Not only Su Zhirou is here, but Tuoba Yu is here too.

"Prince, how about you?" Obviously, Tuoba Yu came to ask Su Zhirou's progress.

Su Zhirou said lightly: "I can feel that feeling of intimacy is getting stronger and stronger, as if my ancestors are calling me."

Tuoba Yu smiled: "It seems that my guess is correct. As long as the bloodline is highly compatible, it is possible to use the power of the ancestors. If you continue to establish induction with the ancestors, I will not disturb you. I hope that after I destroy the enemy, you will be able to control this power and let us go home."

Su Zhirou nodded and said, "Brother Yu, I will work hard."

Tuoba Yu patted Su Zhirou on the shoulder, then turned around and left.

Su Zhirou sat upright on the cushion again, closing her eyes, trying to merge with the remaining will of her ancestors.

...

In general, in the past twenty days, the Tuoba direct lineage was still calm and nothing special happened.

However, compared to the peace of the Tuoba family, the major sects in the cultivation world are a little tired of fighting.

Since the First War, several minor wars have broken out next.

The spies from Zhengyi and major sects can always send out effective information. Even if some undercover agents are exposed and their heads are cut off, there are still many living undercover agents.

No matter where the Tuoba family's army went, Zhengyimen and Ying could find his whereabouts.

In these wars, several major sects also suffered casualties, but fortunately, the casualties were not as great as the first time.

Logically speaking, it is a very beneficial thing for unity and morale to win every battle of the sect. But in fact, it is exactly the opposite.

After several battles, the suspicion of the major sects became increasingly serious, because from the beginning of the battle to the present, no one of them has died.

After the first battle, there were rumors that when the Tuoba family saw people from Zhengyi, they would put down their big swords when they saw allies.

Although this rumor was quickly strangled, more and more people saw this scene with their own eyes as the battle was fought.

Every time during a battle, the Tuoba family specializes in killing disciples from Fei Zhengyi. When they meet disciples from Zhengyi, they will move far away. Unless they really can't get out of the way, they will rush up to fight.

But the fight was not heroic at all. The people of the Tuoba family seemed to be deliberately letting go! It seemed to be acting.

It would be fine if one or two acts, but it would be unreasonable to act every act. Although the disciples of major sects did not say it, the doubts in their hearts became deeper and deeper. Even the leaders of major sects also had doubts in their hearts.

Why are they killed or injured in every battle? Not the main gate?

Is this a game?

At the same time, the castle.

After Tuoba Yu left the Black Tower, he returned to the castle directly and called Tuoba Long.

“How is your plan executed?”

Tuoba Yu asked.

Tuoba Long bowed and replied: "Honor, everything went smoothly. In the next two or three small battles, our side was wiped out."

The entire army was wiped out, but there was still a smile on his lips. A genius like Tuoba Long would probably not be able to find a second person in the world.

Tuoba Yu nodded and asked again: "How long will such a small fight last?"

Tuoba Long smiled and said, "It's almost done. I think the sect leaders of various sects have planted seeds of doubt in their hearts. Now it's time to add some fertilizer to make the seeds sprout and grow and bear fruit."

Tuoba Yu said lightly: "Don't be mysterious, be more specific."

"The head of the family is like this. Now, although the major sects still obey the arrangements of Zhengyimen, the fact that they have not died in several battles will inevitably make people feel suspicious. They can still hold back their suspicion because they still lack a fire. Now, it is time to add a fire to them."

"How to add?" Tuoba Yu asked again.

Tuoba Long smiled and said, "I want to arrange a slightly bigger battle. In these battles, I deliberately divided the troops, making them think that they had dispersed our army and could only kill 10,000 or 20,000 enemies at a time. Now, it is time for the army to gather. Once the army gathers, several major sects will definitely take action again and send elite sects to capture us in one fell swoop."

Tuoba Long looked calm and had the demeanor of strategizing and winning thousands of miles away.

Having said this, he deliberately stopped. Tuoba Yu smiled faintly and asked in cooperation: "What about?"

Tuoba Long then continued to speak: "Then, it's the moment of adding fire. We will definitely lose this battle, but we can't make all major sects feel better. I will let the 100,000 troops kill a few people!"

"Who to kill?" Tuoba Yu spoke curiously.

Tuoba Long's eyes flashed with light. He stood up and said word by word: "Guan Fei, the son of the leader of Xingyun Sect."

"The junior brother of Master Zhiru of Qianfo Temple, Zhixiang."

"The best son of the Sect Master of Wanjian Sect, Jianghe."

...

Tuoba Long said six names in a row. These people are the closest people to the sect leaders of various major forces.

"If these six people kill three people, Zhengyi will lose their hearts. If six people are killed, the alliance built by Zhengyi will surely collapse!"

Tuoba Long spoke again, his eyes firm, as if he had absolute confidence in his plan...

"Oh? So confident? Then do you think the remaining 100,000 troops can kill several of these six people?"

"They can't kill anyone." Tuoba Long spoke sarcastically.

Tuoba Yu frowned at that time: "No one can kill him, so why do you look so confident?"

Tuoba Long said lightly: "Because I am preparing to borrow someone from the head of the family."

Tuoba Yu said in surprise: "Borrow someone? Who do you borrow?"
Chapter completed!