Bai Ziqi went to the Flashing Gold Plains to investigate Emperor Jiuyou, didn't he?
Opposite was the combination of Qingyang and Bai Ziqi. No matter how stubbornly He Xiao resisted, he could only survive for a few days.
If He Lingchuan had no backup plan, what he would feel at this moment was deep uneasiness.
But he just smiled: "Hey, Commander Bai just arrived in Tianshui City, has he gone out again?"
"Yes, he went to Xiaotao Mountain Villa, didn't you also know?" Qingyang said smoothly, "Counting the time, we should return in four or five days."
He Lingchuan smiled and said: "It's great. Let Bai Dushi investigate the follow-up. It's really a professional counterpart."
"At that time, Island Master He may be needed to assist in the investigation." The word "assistance" is accented by Qingyang's accent.
He Lingchuan nodded repeatedly: "Absolutely."
Let’s talk about what happens in a few days in a few days. In this huge Yao country, maybe there is no “a few days in the future”.
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It was raining heavily late at night, but the disciples had already put up a roof to protect their teacher from the rain.
Cao Wendao simply took out a pen and paper and wrote down everything he gained today. This was a habit he had developed over many years of research. No matter how good a person's memory is, it is not as useful as a bad pen tip.
Time passed slowly and it was midnight.
Tired of writing, Cao Wendao closed his eyes and rested his mind, thinking about the reason why Xiao An was able to live until now. Did he miss some key, or was it thanks to Wei Yishan?
Tiangong's research on human puppets is very secretive, but it is unparalleled in the world. If a demon puppet master suddenly appeared and could easily solve the problems that had troubled him for many years, Cao Wendao felt that it was unrealistic.
The gods and heavenly palaces have been studying the beasts for more than two thousand years, and they have long been divided into many categories. How can a folk wild demon master get so much comprehensive and professional knowledge?
Cao Wendao had a hunch that if he could capture Wei Yishan, it would be of great benefit to his research.
While he was meditating, figures flickered in the jungle, and two disciples returned to report urgently:
"Master, there are changes at Yongquan Villa!"
Previously, Cao Wendao sent them to keep an eye on Yongquan Villa.
"What's the matter?"
"There was a riot in the villa. It seemed like refugees had sneaked into the villa and robbed them. We saw several refugees at the door being beaten up by the people in the villa and thrown out."
"What's going on inside?"
The two of them looked at each other and said, "The villa has set up a barrier so that our insect puppets can't get in."
Cao Wendao frowned: "You guys reacted too slowly."
If it were the second disciple Yang Chi, he would have put the insect puppets in before the barrier was raised.
The other disciples are really much more stupid.
The two of them lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word. This time they went out to do something, two of the seven disciples died and one was trapped. They also knew that it would be difficult.
Cao Wendao put down his pen and fell into deep thought.
Something happened at Yongquan Villa at midnight. Can Wei Yishan still set off as scheduled tomorrow morning?
Will there be any variables? Cao Wendao has always hated variables.
For another example, will Yongquan Villa send people to drive away and clean up the surrounding refugees? Then there will be certain risks for him to stay here.
At this moment, a green shadow flashed through the air and whizzed around Cao Wendao.
The green clam money is here.
He grabbed the green money, took out the note and looked at it, his expression changed.
The above is a simple sentence:
You've fallen into a trap, go away!
Just these few words sent chills down Cao Wendao's back.
He had the advantage of being very obedient to advice when life and death were at stake, so he rolled up his pen and paper, stood up decisively and said: "Withdraw!"
The disciples were startled and hurried to pull the carriage: "Master, please get in."
"Slow down." Cao Wendao strode closer, cut off the shaft of the carriage, and planned to lead the horse out and ride away.
But as soon as the second shaft was broken, there was a loud bang and the carriage suddenly exploded!
This blow was so powerful that the entire carriage fell apart instantly, and the fragments flew everywhere.
The horse pulling the cart was blown two feet away and could not move even after it hit the ground.
The two disciples closest to the carriage climbed into the sky without saying a word; the other two flew three feet upside down and hit a tree, unable to get up for a long time.
Cao Wendao also felt uncomfortable. He was lifted ten feet away by the air wave and fell on his back.
But just as the explosion occurred, two green and red rays of light flashed around him - the protective magical weapon was triggered to protect the master.
Most of the power of the explosion was carried away by the protective weapon. Although Cao Wendao suffered some internal shocks, he was not seriously injured. He just felt chest tightness and nausea for a while and could not control himself.
But he was horrified beyond words.
Cao Wendao was always cautious, and would release insect puppets to monitor the surroundings when he was stationed in camp to rest.
Since he came to the bank of Peach Creek, he has not noticed any unusual people or creatures approaching. So how did the carriage explode?
It can't be a self-destruction, right?
No matter who secretly planted the explosive, it escaped the eyes and ears of the insect puppet.
In fact, the trees here are dense, and the carriage is leaning against the trunk. No one noticed just now that a small, palm-sized thing slid down the trunk, got under the car under the cover of the branches and leaves, and spit out a few dark brown pellets.
Glue it on.
It has special skills. Not only can it sense nearby insect puppets, but it can also change its body color and blend in with the environment. Even when it quietly passes behind the two insect puppets and smacks its lips, the insect puppet in front is still the same.
He felt nothing, not even his tentacles moved.
When Cao Wendao's master and apprentice approached, its master hiding in the dark fired several explosive pellets, starting the first shot of the battle!
Yes, he knew very well that a few explosive pills alone could not send Cao Wendao back to the west. So when Cao Wendao stood up with all his strength, he felt the ground shaking, the bushes swishing, and a huge thing rushed out!
It knocked down two small trees in succession.
Just as frost and powder were flying in the sky, it also bumped into Cao Wendao. A stick struck him in the head without saying a word!
The stick disturbed the air and even made a dull "buzzing" sound. If it were hit hard, who wouldn't have their brains exploded and die?
This is a giant ape, covered in bronze battle armor from top to bottom, with a face uglier than a demon, red eyes that look menacing, two huge fangs protruding from the outside, and a classic earth-shattering appearance.
Even He Lingchuan had to retreat from Gui Yuan's full blow. How could Cao Wendao dare to bear it?
Before the wind hit his face, he stuck out his heels and jumped back three feet.
His movements were extremely light, like a grasshopper's slight jump. Moreover, he did not look back and stepped back twice in succession. The swallow's three attempts to copy the water were nothing more than this, not to mention that he did so backwards.
A demon puppet master can actually move so quickly. If He Lingchuan saw it with his own eyes, he would definitely laugh at Dong Rui's fragile skin.
Cao Wendao obviously has a lot of combat experience and knows that his opponent's bombardment is much more than that.
Sure enough, Gui Yuan hit the target with one stick, another one from another angle, and then a sweeping strike close to the ground. If the opponent blocks or retreats, he will probably not be able to catch or dodge the next two blows.
It hit the three axes harder and harder each time. Cao Wendao barely dodged the last sweeping blow, and the strong wind from the tip of the stick almost peeled off his face.
"Fight independently!" Cao Wendao couldn't help but shout in a low voice.
Isn't this Wei Yishan's ape puppet?
The information he collected was correct. This demon puppet had a particularly high degree of autonomy, indicating that it retained intelligence and might even retain its original memories - this was a taboo in creating demon puppets.
The transformation process of the demon puppet is full of distortion and pain, almost every one of them is. After the transformation is completed, the demon puppet master will probably wash away the past memories of the work, otherwise the unforgettable pain will most likely turn into unforgettable hatred.
Being backlashed by one's own works is simply a puppet master's nightmare, but there is no shortage of precedents.
But the benefit of retaining intelligence and memory is also obvious, that is, the monster itself has a high growth potential, and can even practice and progress like a normal monster, without completely relying on the distortion of divine blood.
The most important thing is that demon puppets with memories can accumulate combat experience! Just like the big guy in front of him, he fights almost completely autonomously, and Wei Yishan only needs to make a small amount of remote control.
"Madman!" Cao Wendao cursed, but he was not without envy.
One of his research directions in the Golden Gold Plains is how to balance the growth and stability of demon puppets. It should not only make them stronger, but also prevent them from going crazy and collapse. For example, the beast "Shen Yuan" deep in the Xu Mountain is powerful.
It is really powerful, and it is really crazy. Tiangong usually has to put it into a long sleep, otherwise it cannot be controlled at all.
A demon puppet with intelligence and autonomous consciousness will undoubtedly be more stable than an ordinary demon puppet, but the demon puppet master himself will have to bear high risks.
While he was observing the ghost ape, his hands were not idle. He jumped three times and threw a few soft things at the same time.
These things are like maltose, caramel-colored and somewhat transparent, oval-shaped. After landing on the ground, they expand for a second and turn into huge... soft slugs.
They are equivalent to snails without shells, soft and boneless, but surprisingly sticky. They all stick to the ghost ape's body and almost completely cover it in just three breaths!
The first reaction of the ghost monkey was to shake these slugs away, but they were like fermented dough and very tough. It was very difficult to break them off. After finally breaking off one piece, before it could be thrown out, the other piece grew tentacles.
, turned into a new slug!
The strength of the giant ape that can move mountains and fill seas is like hitting these things into cotton, and there is nowhere to bear the force.
Instead, these slugs expanded wildly, trying to wrap up the ghost ape into a meaty, elastic ball. The latter became furious and spewed light green flames from the bottom of its throat.
This fire is sinister and poisonous, and will burn nothing. However, when it burns on a slug, it is often isolated by the mucus on the body surface. At most, it burns a big hole, which the slug can quickly repair.
If this continues, the ghost monkey's nose will be blocked and he will be unable to breathe.
Moreover, the mouthparts of these slugs are actually extremely sharp, and they cut wildly on the ghost ape's body, trying hard to suck blood.
They also have the characteristics of leeches.
The ghost ape roared again and again, and for a moment there was nothing he could do.
Cao Wendao has been dealing with demon puppets all day long and has his own way of dealing with them. Now he throws out his own demon puppets to deal with the ghost apes, while keeping an eye on the six directions and paying attention to the surrounding disturbances.