Talking to himself, Yang Yu looked slightly solemn.
Through the evil-suppressing seal, he could truly feel the serious injuries on Fang Zhenghao's body, as well as the unconcealed Taoist aura.
However, as he said, it was the old demon from Montenegro who used the greeting card to injure him from afar, so where did the Dao Fruit come from?
and……
He lowered his eyes and looked down, and was attracted by the two-edged sword that he had placed between his knees. At some point, it was half an inch out of its sheath, and it clanked.
Is it that Daoguo?
Yang Yu was surprised in his heart. He activated Tongyou and looked at the saber whose fate had been changed by him.
Buzz!
As his eyes dropped, the two-edged sword came out of its sheath with a 'swish' sound, making a purring sound like a young animal.
[Weapons: Two-edged sword]
[Fate: Greedy Wolf's Blade]
[Fate Number: Three Gold and Two Red]
[The life attributes are Greedy Wolf (light gold), Bloodthirsty Blade (light gold), Night Demon Zongheng (light gold), Five Senses Deprivation (light red), Five Senses Amplification (light red)]
[Status: Already opened]
It is far easier to change the fate of an object than a living thing, because it will not resist and will not suffer backlash.
However, the material of this knife is too low after all, and it can only hold five lives.
Not as good as the Night Demon Knife that can hold seven lives.
"The divine weapons in the world start with the Ten Refinements, and then proceed to the Hundred Refinements, Thousand Refinements, and Ten Thousand Refinements... The two-edged sword can accommodate up to five lives at the Ten Refinements level. The Night Demon Sword can accommodate up to the Hundred Refinements level.
Seven lives."
Yang Yu said to himself.
After the fate change, this two-edged sword has the characteristics of the Night Demon Knife, but in terms of material, it is still inferior.
Fortunately, when he cast this two-edged sword, he left some room. As long as he had enough black iron, he could cast it a second or third time.
He also has the intention to push this two-edged sword to the level of a hundred or even a thousand refinements.
However, the amount of black iron required is really too much...
You must know that this Night Demon Sword is the sword of the Night Demon Grandmaster hundreds of years ago, but its material is only a hundred times refined.
Fang Liexue's gun didn't even reach a hundred times.
In the past few years, the only thousand-level magic weapons he has seen are Yu Fengxian's Qinglong Yanyue Sword, Fang Zhenghao's Sky-blazing Spear, and Canghai Great Sword Master's flying sword.
The vast majority of warriors in the world may not even have a black iron sword.
"There's no rush."
Yang Yu flicked the blade of the sword, and the sword's light was like water, reflecting throughout the room.
Only he could see that one of the fates of this two-edged sword had changed, and it was 'Greed Wolf'.
"Is that Dao Fruit related to Greedy Wolf? Is it possible that a knife can also refine Dao Fruit?"
Yang Yu was a little surprised.
But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be inconsistent. According to legend, all species have spirits, birds and beasts can become monsters, plants and trees can become spirits, and stones can also give birth to the Holy Spirit.
It doesn't seem strange that a sword can refine Dao Fruit.
With thoughts in mind, he once again entered the Cauldron of Gluttony, doing two things: refining ingredients and practicing martial arts, and communicating with the living dead through the evil-suppressing seal.
He originally refined Fang Lie's blood into the living dead just to bury a nail in the Baizhou Army. Unexpectedly, Fang Zhenghao suddenly encountered a catastrophe and actually handed over all his power.
This made him care less.
Baizhou's 300,000 cavalry ranks first among Longyuan's, and its strength is even stronger than Qing's and Yun's two states combined. It is a force that can even seal the territory.
only……
As he closed his eyes, a thought flashed through Yang Yu's mind.
Is this a coincidence, or is it the fate of an extremely powerful minister?
Phew~
In the blink of an eye, Yang Yu's will came to the living dead through the evil-suppressing seal. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yu Taoist's big, disgusting face.
"General Fang?"
Taoist Yu asked in a low voice, something strange flashed in his eyes.
"Nothing to do with you."
Yang Yu pushed him away and stood up staggeringly.
After many days of training, this living dead body can barely be driven. I just want to return to full strength, but I'm afraid it won't happen overnight.
"Brother Fang!"
"Master Fang!"
"General, his injuries..."
Fang Zhenghao left and disappeared. As soon as the generals and commanders of the Baizhou Army were there, the commanders came up to him with surprise and questioning.
The Baizhou Army is much more complicated than the Qingzhou Army.
Among the three states of Yongyuan, the only one that has not been dismantled due to the reduction in military pay is the Baekzhou Army. Not only does the 300,000-strong force have no vacancies.
There is even a large reserve army.
Therefore, the Baizhou Army has many generals and 32 commanders. In addition to Fang Liexue, there are also two grandmaster-level commanders.
However, Fang Liexue was the first direct descendant, and the two of them had always followed his lead in the past.
But that doesn't rule out that it's because of Fang Zhenghao's existence.
"Brother Fang."
Glancing at the tiger talisman in Fang Liexue's hand, the bearded man looked a little more respectful: "Does the general have any explanation?"
"The general was injured by the old monster from Montenegro and needs to retreat. Before he comes out, all matters in the army will be under my control."
Yang Yu's voice was hoarse.
He did not inherit the memory of the living dead. He could not recognize even a single person in the huge Baizhou Army...
Except for Taoist people.
"Old demon from Montenegro!"
All the generals were in an uproar, but no one dared to object.
Only Taoist Yu was muttering in his heart, feeling uneasy.
'Three hundred thousand Baizhou soldiers, just, all surrendered to this kid?'
He was a little confused, and even more so, he was in disbelief.
"Inform all generals and commanders to come and join the Chinese army at noon three days later."
Yang Yu took a deep breath and gave the order.
The crowd responded like a cloud, and there was no rebuttal, but he had no intention of lingering, so he motioned to the Taoist priest to carry him back to his room.
At present, the first thing he needs to do is to sort out the factions in the Baizhou Army.
As for the rest...
…
…
call!
suck!
A dark stone room, a heavily guarded retreat.
Fang Zhenghao was holding a stone sculpture shaped like a wolf in his hand, crossing his legs and breathing. There seemed to be a demonic sound echoing in his ears. This was the remnant of the will of the old Black Mountain demon.
The Grand Master is the master of ancient and modern martial arts, and the Martial Saint is the god and sage of martial arts who is comparable to the legendary immortals and Buddhas.
Its will can even exist outside the body through the medium, just like the legendary soul.
In a daze, a black hall standing on the top of the mountain seemed to appear in front of Fang Zhenghao's eyes. In the dark hall, there seemed to be a person sitting cross-legged and meditating.
He looks like a god or an immortal, but not like a human being.
Looking out in the darkness:
"Ba Zun is not as good as Zhang Xuan Ba Duo. This type of Ba Wang gun is even better than Ba Zun back then. I really can't wait..."
silence!
Depressed!
Fang Zhenghao's expression was indifferent, without any sadness or fear. He let the demonic sound fill his ears without any change in his expression.
"After all, he is the person Zhang Xuanba values. He can control his heart between life and death. It's a pity..."
In the darkness, a voice echoed:
"If I can't kill you with my finger, then I will give this greedy wolf to you. I am very curious whether you can resist the temptation of the greedy wolf..."
"Can a Taoist fruit bewitch me?"
Fang Zhenghao spoke, his voice hoarse, filled with the smoke of burning blood.
Of course he knew that the old Black Mountain demon had ulterior motives, but so what?
Those rubbish can subdue Taoguo, can't he?
"You are born to be in harmony with the Heavenly Wolf Daoguo, so you are destined to be a cholera-stricken person in the world. This has nothing to do with whether your character is strong or not."
The voice echoed:
"In this world, Xu Wenji is the only one who refuses to gain the consequences. If you are the second person, I will look down upon you."
The voice fades and the will disappears.
"Old monster..."
Fang Zhenghao's face trembled for a moment, then he closed his eyes and fell into concentration:
"When I come out of seclusion..."
…
…
Whoosh!
When he opened his eyes again, Yang Yu's expression became solemn.
Fang Liexue is almost the second-in-command in the Baizhou Army. As a direct descendant of Fang Zhenghao, except for the fact that the Lanshan Academy cannot intervene, he is often the one who controls the Baizhou Army.
After a brief familiarity, he felt a little frightened.
The power of the Baizhou Army is far more powerful than outsiders know!
Once upon a time, Qingzhou soldiers had a resounding reputation, ranking ninth among the strongest soldiers in the world. Even among the other two countries, they were famous. Baizhou soldiers were even worse than them.
The change started when Fang Zhenghao accepted the Banshang Pass.
Unlike Wei Zhengxian and Lin Qitian, who had no foundation, although Fang Zhenghao was not from a high background, he was more willing to give up his status. After the battle in Liujishan, he began to get involved in business.
Over the past few decades, a huge family fortune has been accumulated.
But he was fond of women and disliked pleasure. Most of his accumulated wealth was used in Lanshanguan to build an academy with Confucianism as its skin and military and martial arts as its bones.
He opened the courtyard wide and admitted disciples from the Han clan in Baizhou. He taught a collection of classics and history, the art of war and battle formations, and he had no sectarian views. He also taught all kinds of martial arts.
Even the Overlord Spear has been divided into three superior martial arts for the academy disciples to practice.
With no worries about food and grass, and a way to strengthen itself, in the past few decades, a large number of rising stars have emerged in the Baizhou Army. Among them, there are not many who are too amazing and talented, but they are more than enough to serve as generals.
"As expected, great masters do not have simple roles."
Yang Yu was worried.
The Baizhou Army has a strength of 300,000, more than Long Yuan, but it is secretly more powerful. As long as Fang Zhenghao is willing, he can quickly build a strong army with the help of those academy disciples who come from mountainous backgrounds!
Conquering the world may not be enough, but separatist control of Longyuan is by no means a foolish dream.
No wonder he wanted to recruit Zhang Longfu by force. If he had great righteousness in his hands, with his power and the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty behind him, he could compete with Zhang Lingfeng.
It may not even be possible to use the young master to command the powerful and become the uncrowned king of Longyuan Dao.
Once the situation changes, you may not be able to break away from the earth and claim the throne, or even go one step further and compete for dominance in the world...
"No wonder this person is on Mr. Xu's list. He is really not an ordinary person..."
After letting out a sigh of relief, Yang Yu felt a little silent.
There are indeed too many powerful people in the world. People like Fang Zhenghao are not at the top of the list left by Xu Wenji...
"Zhang Lingfeng, Wang Muzhi, Wei Zhengxian..."
Taking a deep breath, suppressing the throbbing in his heart, he closed his eyes again and entered the Cauldron of Gluttony.
Compared with these heroes who have been cultivating Longyuan for many years, his foundation is too shallow, and it is really difficult to play with these old foxes who are familiar with the rules.
Fortunately...
He turned his eyes, and within the dark cauldron, the power of nine bulls and two tigers began to glow with glory again.
"Second level of supernatural power, how far is it?"