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0343 This little Taoist is poisonous

Yu Xian was treated coldly by Dong Fu, but his face showed no emotion at all. He still followed the original plan and ordered the Taoist soldiers and ghost soldiers to stay where they were.

This was not only a response to Dong Fu's arrogance, but also gave Yu Xian more time to think about the situation at hand.

Yu Xian asked people to roll up the curtains of the big tent and continued to preach in public. After speaking for a while, he felt tired and tired.

That night, he first avoided Guo Jia fearfully, and then was busy stealing the killing power, and he was already a little mentally exhausted.

So he simply dismissed everyone and lay down on the couch to rest.

Dong Fu arranged the Qiang Qiang barbarians and four wizards wearing human skin masks, and turned to look for Yu Xian.

Only then did he realize that Yu Xian was already lying on the couch and fast asleep.

Before Dong Fu could speak, Li Quan, who had been following him, took the initiative and suggested, "Let me go and wake him up?"

Dong Fu thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No need. My army is exhausted and I need some repairs. If you have anything to say, I'll talk to you later."

When Dong Fu spoke, Li Quan naturally did not dare to disobey.

From behind a human skin mask, an old voice came, "This little Taoist priest is so lazy. If we join forces with him, I'm afraid that if we fail to succeed, we will fail."

Another middle-aged man's voice came from under a human skin mask, "If you are just lazy, why bother lying down with the curtains open? I'm afraid there may be some ulterior meaning."

Dong Fu smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry about him."

Then he took a few people and left.

When the sun passed noon, Yu Xian woke up leisurely.

After eating some simple food, Yu Xian called Bi Ping and asked him to go to Zitong City to leave a mark for Guan Hai.

With Guan Hai as a big monster, Yu Xian could face the situation in front of him more calmly.

Yu Xian sat in the tent for a while.

Seeing that there was no response from Dong Fu's Qingyi Qiang camp, he gathered the ghost soldiers who were just starting out and taught them some principles of self-cultivation.

When it got late, Yu Xian still let everyone disperse. He put down the tent and waited quietly in the big tent.

He waited until the moon was in the middle of the sky, but Yu Xian didn't wait until Guo Jia came.

Yu Xian secretly thought that maybe Guo Jia had no idea about his hiding methods, or maybe Guo Jia was a little afraid of Dong Fu.

However, when Guo Jia didn't come, Yu Xian became more and more itchy.

Guo Jia, who has so much experience, should he brush it off or not?

Yu Xian tossed and turned and hesitated for a long time before he decided to be cruel.

With so many forces involved, the next battle in Hanzhong will definitely not be easy.

Most of his abilities lie in the art of war. If he doesn't have enough killing power to squander it wantonly, then he may not be able to escape the fate of becoming a chess piece.

Yu Xian immediately stopped hesitating and spat out a heavy fog to cover his figure.

Yu Xian came to Guo Jia's tent and listened to the noise.

Then he used the secret method of Duke Zhou to enter a dream, controlling a small soul body, and slowly walked into the tent step by step.

Guo Jia's dream acting was originally a kind of practice. Although the surroundings were full of murderous intent and he was already on guard, he was so immersed in his mind that he had no idea that Yu Xian was imitating his breath and entering the dream.

This time Yu Xian entered at the right time, as the military drill in the dream had come to an end.

Guo Jia, who had the head of a tiger and the body of a man, thought for a while on the high platform, then suddenly stretched out his hand and turned the battlefield into the dark night.

In the camp shrouded in darkness, a campfire was quickly lit.

A large group of soldiers began to return to their tents to rest, while a small number of night watchmen looked around listlessly.

Yu Xian had a rough guess in his mind and couldn't help but tighten his lips.

After a while, enemy troops were indeed attacking from all directions.

The party who fell asleep was totally unprepared and was quickly killed with corpses scattered all over the place.

Guo Jia, who had a tiger head and body, looked at the high platform for a while, then with a touch of his hand, the place was restored to its original state.

Then, with a sweeping glance, the surrounding battlefield was covered in night.

In a short period of time, the battle broke out quickly!

On the mountains and fields, in the wild forests, and in the cities, endless soldiers and horses appeared out of nowhere and quickly launched night attacks.

The besieged party also woke up from the panic and summoned soldiers and horses out of the camp in a steady stream.

The attacking two sides constantly changed their thinking, and blood flowed everywhere.

Infinite killing power was brewing, rolling and rolling everywhere like angry waves, and then rushed towards Guo Jia and Yu Xian.

The killing power that Yu Xian's spiritual body could contain was instantly filled.

The killing wave seemed to be swirling around Yu Xian, and continued to pour towards Guo Jia without any hindrance.

Yu Xian noticed a detail this time.

In addition to replenishing Guo Jia's consumption, most of the rolling killing power was actually absorbed by the high platform under him. After the high platform absorbed the killing power, it quickly spit it out again and turned into the infinity in the dream.

Soldiers and horses.

Yu Xian was suspicious. Could it be that the high platform was some kind of rare treasure?

But, what kind of exotic treasure can be brought into the mind?

Yu Xian didn't think much, he quickly suppressed his thoughts and dealt with the killing power that filled him.

The harvest this time was still very rich, but Yu Xian felt a little heavy.

Guo Jia!

He was clearly trying to study the tactics of night attacks!

Ordinary night raids and night raids that become the art of war are definitely completely different concepts!

Just like ordinary smoke can only confuse people's vision, the smoke exhaled by Yu Xian can even block all his breath and isolate any speculation that can guide him.

Needless to say, the art of war that Guo Jia is studying with all his strength is definitely used to deal with Yu Xian!

The sense of crisis in Yu Xian's heart suddenly filled up.

Guo Jia is going to cause trouble!

Yu Xian immediately made a plan to leave the group and flee directly.

Just as soon as he changed his mind, Yu Xian's eyes flickered again.

This art of war could be said to have been created under Yu Xian's nose. If he could study it carefully, he might even be able to steal this art of war from Guo Jiameng!

Yu Xian's mind moved and he couldn't stop it immediately.

After he left Wu Qi, he never learned any new tactics. With his qualifications, it was even more impossible for him to create any new tactics like Guo Jia did.

Nowadays, a military art is displayed in front of Yu Xian from its birth to its formation. How can he hold it back?!

Yu Xian's greed grew stronger and stronger.

I also felt more and more frustrated.

At this moment, his spirit body was pinned to the ground by the endless killing force, and he had no energy to distract himself from this.

Are we going to miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

But if you miss it, not only will you not be able to learn the art of night attack, but when this art of war takes shape, Guo Jia will definitely come out and act like a monster in the middle of the night.

Yu Xian persisted all night with a heavy and depressed mood.

Although the harvest from the killing power was abundant, there was no way to allocate energy to secretly learn the art of war.

On the second day, Yu Xian, who was in a bad mood, stopped pretending and simply opened the curtain and fell asleep.

The disciples here at Heming Taoist Palace were enjoying themselves and practicing meditation.

The Qingyi Qiang camp was a little unable to sit still. Yizhou Shepherd Liu Yan was eagerly waiting for Dong Fu to lead his troops to help. How could he waste time here?

It was not until noon that Dong Fu finally led Li Quan and four wizards with slight anger to look for Yu Xian. When they saw that Yu Xian was still asleep, the wizards couldn't help but yell and curse.

Guo Jiaben was strategizing in the account and figuring out the tactics of war. When he saw this, he couldn't help but smile with gloating.

He thought for a while, got up and came out.

He persuaded Dong Fu and others nonchalantly from a distance, "Everyone, please go back. My uncle is a little tired today. If you have anything to do, I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Dong Fu frowned when he heard this, and was about to speak when Li Quan scolded him, "Who are you? You dare to talk too much in front of the captain in blue?"

Guo Jia had long wanted to anger them, and immediately said proudly, "Although I, Feng Xiao, am a junior disciple of Heming Mountain, I have a noble temperament and am never like some people who attach themselves to the powerful."

After saying that, he even looked at Li Quan specifically.

Li Quan was extremely angry because he was told the central issue, so he forced himself to pretend to be generous in front of Dong Fu.

Just as he was helpless, a clear female voice came from behind a human skin mask, "It's rude, why bother asking a soldier. I want to go and see if he is really sleeping."

As he spoke, he strode forward boldly.

Guo Jia felt happy and went over to make things even more jealous.

When he arrived, he saw that Yu Xian was extremely tired and completely unprepared.

Guo Jia glanced at the witch wearing a human skin mask and pretended to urge her, "Uncle, uncle."

After several urgings, Yu Xian turned over in a daze and said inarticulately, "Fengxiao, don't, don't milk me..."

"--hiss!"

The miko gasped and staggered.

She glanced at Yu Xian and then at "Feng Xiao" next to her, her eyes gradually becoming strange.

Guo Jia felt as if he had been struck by thunder, and instantly got goosebumps all over his body.

A mouthful of old blood is waiting to be sprayed!

——This little Taoist priest!

——It’s poisonous!


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