By the time Captain Huercha came back quickly with his Yin soldiers, the battle was over and the battlefield had been cleaned up. The Talisman Master's body was as colorful as the talisman's clothing and he was looking at the two incomplete magic cores in his hands.
As the captain of the Yin soldiers, Huercha is equipped with a ghost weapon that can detect the surrounding area for about three hundred miles. He cannot scan a large area. He can establish a slight connection with the ghost cultivator's identity card through the ghost weapon, and can vaguely view it within a range of three hundred miles.
to hear the other party’s movements.
The two magical powers exerted by the Talisman Master seemed to have a restraining effect on the demon, allowing the demon to escape at a speed that hindered his invisibility. He fell into passive discomfort and was eventually killed by the Talisman Master's thunderous means.
Looking up at the sun covered by thick clouds, Zhang Wenfeng casually threw the partially elastic magic core to the dark-skinned boy. He could not do anything like the Yin soldiers led by Captain Huercha, who could only deal with the troubled demon.
Without damaging the magic core, he still needs to hone his newly mastered power of the sword's rules.
"Retreat two hundred miles, let's find a place to rest, and the day after tomorrow we will change the place and continue."
"Yes! Palmist, please, I know a safe place."
Huercha was also worried that the palm talisman would make him arrogant and want to practice all at once. The dangers on the battlefield outside the territory often happened when he was careless. He had seen too many geniuses of ghost cultivators in the underworld die.
Just as he was still hesitating to give some advice, the palm talisman lifted him out, making the burden on his shoulders much lighter.
The dark-skinned young man took the incomplete magic core that was slowly losing its energy. He held it lightly with his palm, temporarily restraining the magic core, and put the loot into his sleeve. He knew that it was because Taoist Zhang's magical power was limited, and he would not be able to regain it until this time tomorrow.
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They retreated to a gentle hill within three hundred miles of the valley city where they were based. The few demons who followed them in the clouds in the sky did not dare to move forward and left angrily.
The battlefield outside the territory is what was left after the battle between the masters of the underworld and the demon world a long time ago. Some places were broken and collapsed in the void. The remaining battlefield is more than 30,000 miles away and is connected to the territory of the underworld. Except for the more than 10,000 miles connected to the underworld, it is safer.
, the outer space is unstable, and it is extremely difficult to get out alive without certain skills.
Today, this ancient battlefield has become a training ground for both sides to hone their skills at the fourth and fifth levels. There are some agreed-upon rules that both sides acquiesce in and abide by. Otherwise, if there is another master battle, the battlefield outside the territory will no longer exist.
Huercha flew to the north of the hills, muttered a few mantras in his mouth, and hit the mountainside with his ghost skills.
The rocks receded, revealing two stone gates of the cave. Hurcha stretched out his hand to invite them.
This is a resting place built by Yin soldiers. There are many caves like this within three to five hundred miles of the base. Under the nose of the Gucheng masters, and with Yin soldiers on duty day and night, there is no problem with safety.
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After staying in the cave for two days, I repeatedly pondered the details of slaying the demon, and summarized the pros and cons of the subtle use of the power of the sword's rules. Zhang Wenfeng still had the power of merit, telekinesis, and the bell-ringing spell. The sword magic power was not used, and the trump card in his hand was not
Few, only the protection is slightly single.
You Mengchang did not live in the cave. He stayed at the wind outlet of the valley and set up a prohibition formation around him.
At night, I enjoyed the sharp and sharp wind and practiced practicing by accumulating little things.
The world soul cauldron inside the body is constantly running, slowly refining the demonic core, removing impurities and unnecessary energy within it.
Two days later, the group hid their whereabouts and headed north. In the words of Taoist Zhang, they were changing places. They were not arrogant or arrogant. Surviving in the wild itself was an experience.
Two years passed by, and Zhang Wenfeng's swordsmanship became more and more refined.
From the traces that could be followed in the past, it has gradually become traceless. With just a wave of your hand, you can coincide with the great road of heaven and earth.
Ethereal nature, the artistic conception of mountains and flowing water.
Based on Taoist Zhang's caution, they only moved within five to six hundred miles, operating once every ten days and a half. Occasionally they would gain insights and rest for an extra month or two. Not every time they set up an ambush, they would be able to gain something.
I got up and found almost twenty magic core trophies, as well as some other materials and strange treasures, and distributed some of them to Captain Huercha.
There were times when I was besieged and faced with life and death dangers, and I was injured many times.
With the strong backing of the Yin soldiers led by Captain Huercha, every day
Everything can turn into good luck every time, you just need to persist for a while.
Later, You Mengchang simply used his true body as a bait, because the demon would not be fooled anymore.
This pair of human beings has become notorious among the demon monks, and has become synonymous with insidiousness, cunning and shamelessness. Many demons who have lost their companions hate them with gnashing of teeth and have issued high rewards.
However, there was no trace of the two humans on the battlefield.
When the storm was in full swing, the two humans returned to the city.
Zhang Wenfeng sat on a chair in the hall of his residence in Jidi Gucheng, tasting the tea prepared by Liande, feeling comfortable and leisurely, and praised: "Liande's craftsmanship is getting better and better, so I should reward him!"
The dark-skinned young man sitting opposite took out a dark-green gemstone and threw it to the smiling little guy. Mr. Zhang was always generous, and he was responsible for pocketing the money.
"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master You. Liande is ashamed to receive it."
The little demon happily put away the reward, which looked impressive at first glance, and bowed with skillful movements.
Mr. You was looking for faults and said: "The craftsmanship is just passable. The water used to make tea has a slight muddy smell, which is not as good as the tea we made from the deep spring water from under the Styx last time."
Liande said, "Yes, Master You taught me the lesson, Liande has written it down" and did not argue with him.
There was no way he could win against the unreasonable Mr. You.
There was a slight knock on the door outside, and Liande hurriedly went out to open the door.
Not long after, Huercha, whose face was always shrouded in a thin black mist, walked into the hall. They were all old acquaintances, and Liande didn't have to ask for help to clean the tea cup and pour tea for Huercha.
After Huercha saluted, he did not sit down and said: "Nine Ming Deputy Commander-in-Chief asked me to come and give a ghost market certificate to the Talisman Master. One month later, the ghost market will be opened once every hundred years in the battlefield outside the territory. He said
Talisman user, you can go and have a look when you have time, there are some rare items for sale that are rarely seen in the world."
Zhang Wenfeng received a small order made of black jade, with "Outer Territory Ghost Market" engraved in the middle, and the words "Underworld" on the back. In the eight years since he came to the Outer Territory battlefield, he had already learned the common ghost writing from Hurcha.
You Mengchang was very interested and asked: "Are all the ghost cultivators from the other ten realms coming to participate? With the ghost market certificate, how many followers can you bring into the ghost market?"
Huercha already knew that there was an old Mengmei living in the dark boy's body, and that he had a close relationship with the talisman master. He replied meticulously: "Ghost cultivators from the underworld of the ten realms who have received the invitation can participate, but those who have not received the invitation cannot participate. One copy
The ghost market voucher allows you to bring three followers into the ghost market."
"Three entourage quota? It just so happens that all of us can participate. Captain Huercha, are you free then?"
Zhang Wenfeng asked with a smile, and he could hear a trace of enthusiasm in Huercha's words.