Let’s not talk about what happened to Zhu Youji here, let’s focus on Han Xin first.
Han Xin's control of the primitive weapon demon has been recognized by many people, because he can control it very well with just one person.
Especially some peasant disciples know exactly what this means.
But practicing in Four Seasons Town to control the soldiers and demon gods, and forming the Twenty-Four of Dize, these peasant disciples were so tired that they almost fainted.
What's even more frightening is that they were all thrown onto the battlefield to train. After all, Zhu Youji never thought of giving them too much time.
Under such circumstances, the peasant disciples gritted their teeth, wishing that their brains could be smarter at the critical moment of life and death, so that they could survive in the end.
If they could be like Han Xin at that time, it would definitely be much easier.
As for the Confucian disciples, they saw more ways.
"Han Xin is actually able to draw inferences from analogies and draw inferences from one instance to another. He is really, really smart."
"Such a talent, even if he is in the academy, will definitely be able to understand the way of a saint."
"I feel a little ashamed of myself for being such a smart person."
Compared with peasant disciples, Confucian disciples are very talented in the aspect of "learning".
Because a gentleman likes to "learn" and is good at the six arts.
The six arts respectively represent etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics. Each of them has no relationship, so it all depends on the terrifying learning ability of Confucian disciples.
But even though they are learning monsters, their speed in mastering the Demon God of War is still far inferior to that of Han Xin.
The only people who can compare with him are those hard-headed people from Tianzong who can keep up with Han Xin's learning progress.
Among the original Demon God of Soldiers, if they saw how Han Xin controlled the Demon God of Soldiers, they would probably have to reassess Han Xin, a freak.
Because he only had one hand to control the primitive weapon demon, while the other hand held a map and was looking at it with a frown.
There was a look of thinking in his eyes, but he could not find many solutions, so he couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart.
"A direct attack on Qin's steel mill is indeed a once and for all thing. But once it is ambushed by Qin soldiers..."
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"After much deliberation, I have to start here first. It's best to eat enough first."
Han Xin's finger landed on a place on the map, his eyes shining with determination.
He raised his head and looked through the chest of the primitive weapon demon god at the mighty hundred-armed demon god outside.
But there was no majestic feeling in his heart, instead he felt powerless.
"Now, although they don't say anything on the surface, they still don't want to recognize me in their hearts."
"In normal times, I might have been able to treat it like it was no big deal, but I can't do that now."
He clenched his fists hard.
Zhu Youji finally came to Siji Town. Amid the welcome of the people, he came to Gonggong Hall and Chiyou Hall.
The place had been reduced to ruins by explosives, but Zhu Youji still saw what he wanted.
"As expected." Zhu Youji nodded slightly and said.
Beside him, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang both frowned, wondering what they were thinking.
Jing Tianming shouted angrily: "They can actually do these things. When they were at the farm, these places were built according to their wishes!"
"You are really a white-eyed wolf. I never expected that I would be stabbed in the back by the person I know the most."
He was cursing, and the farm disciples beside him were also very angry.
"That is to say, I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it. They have violated the principles of farmers."
"Damn it, one of my brothers was injured by them. I can only ask Elder Yao Wang to save him."
"We must strengthen the defense of the door in the future. This kind of thing must never happen again!"
They were all very angry, and Zhu Youji sighed, shook his head and said.
"They are no longer farmers, but members of the Yin Yang family."
As soon as these words came out, everyone turned to look at him. Except for Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, the two descendants of Zongheng, everyone else was deeply shocked.
Zhu Youji not only saw the wreckage here, but also saw many traces left by the Yin Yang family's skills.
I have to say that in such a short period of time, they have indeed mastered all the techniques.
He turned to look at the farmer disciple who had complained before, and said, "If I guessed correctly, your friend should have a dark fingerprint on his body."
"Master Liu Yun, you are totally right!" The farmer's disciple nodded repeatedly.
There was even some disbelief in his eyes. After all, he had never said it before, nor had he brought Mr. Liu Yun to see it, but he knew it so clearly.
Before Zhu Youji could speak, Wei Zhuang squeezed out a few words through his teeth.
"Yin Yang combined mudra."
Zhu Youji nodded silently, it was the yin and yang combined mudra.
Originally, this martial art was actually mastered by Da Siming. Zhu Youji looked around with fear in his eyes.
"It only took a short period of time, but Donghuang Taiyi was able to let them completely master these martial arts."
"This is simply unrealistic. Otherwise, the Yin Yang Family established by Donghuang Taiyi would not be what it is now."
Zhu Youji visited the injured peasant disciples and comforted them before leaving Four Seasons Town and heading all the way to the Loulan Secret Realm.
On the other side, Han Xin looked at the steel mill in front of him with a smile on his face.
"There is nothing wrong with choosing this place, because the troops here are almost gone. Come with me, all of you!"
He roared loudly, and all the Demon Gods of War obeyed his orders and rushed over with their legs spread out.
Their speed is extremely fast, and compared to their speed is their strength.
Everyone was holding a very wide piece of cloth in their hands, which looked like their cloaks from a distance.
In front of them, Qin Bing in this small steelmaking factory was really frightened.
Steelmaking plants are basically built in the wilderness, because they are closer to mineral resources and can produce more refined steel.
As for the workers in the steel mill and the Qin soldiers, they were usually busy inside the house. As for the people who were watching outside, they had already been stabbed through the throat by a Taoist disciple.