Seeing that his side was at a disadvantage, the boss took action without hesitation - surrender!
With a shout, everyone collectively surrendered. Gongsun Cha looked stunned, but the other cultivators looked unsurprised.
What to do if you don't surrender? Escape? In today's small mountain world, except for the cultivators of the Golden Core stage, cultivators below the Golden Core will definitely be targeted by others alone. Fight to death? Then the team will be crippled, or it will be crippled.
Either be killed or annexed.
Surrender is a shame, failure to surrender is a loss of life.
This boss has long been familiar with the joints. Moreover, this group of people is obviously small in number, but their fighting power is extremely strong. Rather than being annexed by others, it is better to hang out with such a team and live an easier life. In the small mountain world these days, isn't it?
Looking for a way to survive?
This vigorous battle ended like this.
Zuo Mo was shocked when he saw Gongsun Chai coming back with a large group of prisoners. He was indeed an extremely fanatical war member, and his efficiency was too scary! He didn't have time to be happy. When he saw more than thirty prisoners, he couldn't help but secretly complain.
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My consciousness is about to bleed again...
Bao De is the boss of this group. When he heard that the boss of the other party was going to set up a restriction in his body, he couldn't help but shudder. Compared with those guys who have no sect, he comes from a small sect, and his knowledge in all aspects is compared to
Ordinary people are much richer.
Isn’t it true that only Jindan cultivators can set restrictions? Is there a Jindan senior here?
He felt a little uneasy in his heart. The golden elixir cultivator was absolutely invincible in the small mountain world. But then he was a little confused. If the golden elixir cultivator wants to recruit people, he only needs to go to that station. There is no need to fight, everyone will surrender directly.
When Zuo Mo appeared in front of him, he was dumbfounded.
The person who imposed the restriction was actually a guy who had just broken through to the first level of pulse condensation! When he came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a little unhappy. The restriction meant that his life was in the hands of the other party. If he disobeyed a little, his cultivation would be at a loss.
If it is greatly reduced, if it is severe, the soul will be extinguished.
Your life is in the hands of a guy who has just broken through to the first level of pulse condensation?
But he knew his situation, and he couldn't figure it out. Is there someone behind this guy? Otherwise, what if so many guys with better cultivation than Zuo Mo would just follow him? He thought in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face.
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He had no choice but to show his courage after being defeated and became a prisoner of others. Naturally, he did not dare to have any evil thoughts. Especially when he saw the man standing quietly not far away with a soft smile.
Gongsun Cha suddenly lost all his thoughts.
Zuo Mo was already familiar with the restriction. In just a few moments, the lives and fortunes of thirty people were in his hands.
However, after placing thirty restrictions in a row, his energy was severely damaged and he looked a little weak.
"How many people died?" Zuo Mo asked.
"Twelve, all foundation builders are dead." Gongsun Cha was in a bad mood. Although he had won the victory and although the main force was not lost, such a result did not satisfy him.
Zuo Mo sighed and felt a little bad.
"At least we won." Gongsun Chai said that he had no confidence.
For a moment, the atmosphere was a little heavy. Troubled times are like a copper furnace. Everyone is in this furnace and no one can escape. Zuo Mo decided to change the topic.
"Have you found the Spiritual Valley?"
"No." Gongsun Cha shook his head honestly.
Zuo Mo suddenly wanted to vomit blood. Originally, he wanted these guys to fight to support the war, so that they could steal some spiritual grains from others and lighten his burden. Who would have thought that he would go out and capture more than thirty people and come back?
In the end, he couldn't find any spiritual grain at all. He lost a lot of spiritual consciousness and had to take care of the food of thirty more mouths.
What a big loss!
"What's the gain?" Zuo Mo asked feebly, like Shuang hitting the eggplant.
"I have collected some things, but I don't know much about it. Senior brother, you have to pick it out yourself." Gongsun Cha said with an innocent look on his face, blinking his big, watery eyes like peach blossoms.
In terms of quantity, Gongsun Chai indeed seized a lot of things this time. They were piled up like a small mountain.
Flying swords, magic weapons, jade slips, materials, etc. are so diverse that it is dazzling.
Zuo Mo took a look and was a little surprised. Most of the things were not valuable, but there were also fine products. After all, most of these were the products of pulse condensing cultivators, so there were still some good things.
Zuo Mo had a sharp eye and he was very quick to start. He rummaged through a pile of hills and pulled out several piles.
He pointed at a pile of flying swords and magic weapons and said: "This batch of things is of good quality. You can take it and distribute it to them. Only when they are well equipped can their combat effectiveness be improved."
Gongsun Cha was greatly impressed. His senior brother was really someone who did great things. He had followed his senior brother for so long, and although his vision was not as ruthless as his senior brother's, he could still tell the difference between good and bad. The quality of these flying swords and magic weapons was quite good.
, if you can get rid of it, you can exchange it for a considerable number of crystal stones. Unexpectedly, the senior brother will take it out casually.
This mind, this courage...
"If you want a horse to run, you have to give it grass to eat." Zuo Mo said meaningfully, full of Zen.
Gongsun Cha's admiration in his heart has reached its peak. It seems that he is still too young. Compared with his senior brother, he is not mature enough!
"Just treat it as a salary. People have to work hard anyway, so it can't be justified not to give them some benefits." Zuo Mo smacked his mouth and touched his chin: "Anyway, this batch of goods can't be exchanged for crystal stones, and it will still take up space."
When Gongsun Cha heard the second half of the sentence, all the Zen thoughts in his heart disappeared in an instant.
This is senior brother...
For some reason, he found that he felt a little relieved and his whole body relaxed.
"Oh, that's right." Zuo Mo picked out a jade slip from the pile: "There's nothing very good about this batch of jade slips, except for this one. There are some things in it that have something to do with the general. Take it.
Reference reference.”
"Is it related to the general?" Gongsun Cha suddenly became interested and took the jade slip.
"The materials can be of some use." Zuo Mo looked at the piles of things in front of him and muttered to himself: "The rest can only be fed to Xiaota. The jade slips will be finished and given to them.
Open? Well, it doesn’t take up much space anyway.”
Speaking of Jade Slips, he suddenly remembered something: "I have a fifth-grade escape technique here. I don't think I have time to practice it. Let's practice it for the people below. The stronger they are, the safer we are. As for
It's up to you to figure out how to distribute it."
"Okay!" Gongsun Chai was a little surprised that his senior brother could come up with a fifth-grade escape technique, but he nodded without hesitation. He deeply believed what his senior brother said.
After dividing the spoils, Zuo Mo asked Gongsun Cha to pay attention to where there was evil. Everyone knew that time was pressing, so there was no nonsense. Gongsun Cha left with a bunch of magic weapons and flying swords.
Zuo Mo called out the small tower, pointed at a pile of flying sword magic weapons, then picked up a jade slip and looked through it.
This jade slip was the only thing he was interested in in this pile of trophies. The jade slip did not contain any advanced content, it only talked about some superficial methods of refining puppets. Now Zuo Mo has a lot of attainments in talisman formations, and among the puppets
He also uses a lot of talisman formations, and he doesn't seem to be struggling.
He had never come into contact with puppets before, so when he saw it, he found it quite novel. Many places were quite unique. But what surprised him the most was that puppets could solve his problem of insufficient manpower.
The low-level puppets have no intelligence and can only accept the simplest and most basic commands. The high-level puppets are no different from real people. The puppets refined by secret methods are invulnerable and as fast as the wind. They are definitely excellent thugs.
No wonder so many people like puppets, that's why.
Of course, it is extremely difficult to refine qualified thug puppets. However, Zuo Mo had no intention of attacking these puppets. He focused on the lowest level puppets that were easiest to refine.
These guys aren't of much use, but they should still be able to do some rough work.
He suddenly had an idea. The small mountain world is now in chaos, and the number of people has dropped sharply. Those mineral veins in the past will not grow! Besides, the spiritual veins have been invaded, but what about these mineral veins?
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and his thoughts were extremely clear. With the chaos like this, no one is willing to spend manpower on mining. If these veins are not infected, they are ownerless. If you mine it yourself, no one will care about it.
As for the manpower problem, it can be solved with puppets!
He suppressed the excitement in his heart and calculated carefully.
The lowest level puppet is not difficult to refine, and it consumes some very low-level materials. You are fully capable of refining it yourself.
Zuo Mo, who was deep in thought, didn't notice the small tower beside him greedily inhaling the magic weapon Flying Sword.
When the last magic weapon flew into the small tower, the small tower suddenly became silent and motionless.
"Reward for ***?" Lei Peng thought he heard wrong, and said with a grin: "Stop fucking dreaming, who will spit out the food you swallowed? Besides, our group now, all
After the ban is imposed, who dares to disobey? Who is stupid enough to hit us again?"
Nian Lu said anxiously: "This is absolutely true news. It will be sent out in the afternoon! There will be a *** reward, and it is said that there is also a fifth-grade escape method."
"Haha! I'm laughing so hard!" Lei Peng pointed at Nian Lu, turned to Zong Ru and laughed loudly: "Listen! There's even a fifth-level escape method! What a fucking fart! The fifth-level escape method is not cabbage.
Just give it to me. I'm talking about old age. It's not like you don't understand the market. A fifth-grade escape method is enough for those bastards sent by Mingxiao to let you go. Why should someone give you such a good thing for free?"
Zongru sits cross-legged, like an old monk in meditation, with solemn treasures, and turns a deaf ear. Zen practice is extremely rare in the small mountain world. They cultivate the body and supernatural powers. What Zongru practices is not a profound Zen technique, and he has not yet developed supernatural powers.
But his cultivation is extremely solid.
He is usually taciturn and calm-tempered, but when fighting, he seems to be a completely different person, extremely brave.
The three of them have different personalities. Lei Peng is fiery and full of gangsterism, while Nian Lu is lively, optimistic and open-minded.
When Lei Peng said this, Nian Lu himself became a little doubtful. The fifth-level escape method is enough to become the most popular method for a small sect. Who would release such a good thing in vain?
Fortunately, time flies by quickly and it will soon be afternoon.
Everyone, including the thirty people who had just been captured and turned into regular prisoners, were all gathered together.
Everyone knows that I must have something important to announce.