In the past twenty days, Zhang Yifeng has read through all the formation books in the library. The reason why he can read so quickly is because Zhang Yifeng can not only read ten lines at a glance, but also have a photographic memory.
After scanning with his spiritual consciousness, almost the contents of a book were engraved in his mind. Such a talent is definitely not something ordinary people can have.
This is the benefit brought by the wisdom tree taking root in the sea of consciousness. The wisdom tree is an existence that even immortals would kill for.
Immortals are, to put it bluntly, humans. They are just N times stronger than ordinary people.
In the world of cultivators, as long as you work hard, everyone can theoretically become an immortal.
Twenty days have passed, and Zhang Yifeng's cultivation has been promoted to the second level of the Golden Core stage. After consolidating his cultivation for another week, he can reach the third level of the Golden Core stage.
Zhang Yifeng calculated the medicinal materials on his body, and if nothing unexpected happened, he should be able to improve his cultivation to the fourth level of the golden elixir stage.
Although the consumption in the early stage is not small, it is definitely not as scary as the later stage. According to his estimation, raising the cultivation level to the fourth level will consume about fifty golden elixirs, which is four parts of raw materials.
The total number of materials requested by Men and Tuoba's family totaled exactly four.
In addition, Su Zhirou has visited Zhang Yifeng several times in the past twenty days. As a young lady, she is very considerate of her subordinates. After all, Su Zhirou is also very busy. She has to go to the Black Tower every day to establish a connection with her ancestors.
At this time, the Black Tower.
Not only is Su Zhirou here, but Tuoba Yu is also here.
"Sister-in-law, how are you?" Obviously, Tuoba Yu came to ask about Su Zhirou's progress.
Su Zhirou said lightly: "I can feel the intimacy getting stronger and stronger, as if my ancestors are calling me."
Tuobayu smiled: "It seems that my guess is correct. As long as the blood compatibility is high, it is possible to use the power of the ancestors. If you continue to establish a connection with the ancestors, I will not disturb you. I hope that I will destroy the enemy.
Then, you can control this power and let us go home."
Su Zhirou nodded and said, "Brother Yu, I will work hard."
Tuoba Yu patted Su Zhirou on the shoulder, then turned and left.
Su Zhirou sat on the futon again, closing her eyes, trying to merge with the remaining will of her ancestors.
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Generally speaking, in the past twenty days, the Tuoba direct line has remained calm, and nothing special has happened.
But compared to the peace of the Tuoba family, the various sects in the world of cultivation are somewhat tired of fighting.
Since the first war, several smaller wars have broken out.
The spies of the Zhengyi Sect and various sects can always deliver effective information. Even if some undercover agents' identities were exposed and their heads were beheaded, there are still many undercover agents who are still alive.
No matter where the Tuoba family's army goes, Zheng Yimen and Ying can find his whereabouts.
In these wars, several sects also suffered casualties, but fortunately, the casualties were not as heavy as the first time.
Logically speaking, if the sect wins every battle, it is very conducive to unity and boosts morale. However, in fact, it is just the opposite.
After several battles, the suspicions of each sect became more and more serious, because from the beginning of the battle to the present, no one from the Zhengyi sect had died.
After the first battle, there were rumors that people from the Tuoba family would put down their swords when they saw someone from the Zhengyi sect, just like they saw an ally.
Although this rumor was quickly suppressed, with the fighting, more and more people witnessed this scene with their own eyes.
Every time there is a battle, the Tuoba family members look for disciples who are not from the Zhengyi sect to kill. When they encounter a disciple from the Zhengyi sect, they will stay far away. Unless they really can't get away, they will rush forward and fight.
But the fight was not heroic at all. The Tuoba family seemed to be deliberately letting off steam! It was like they were acting.
One or two performances are fine, but every performance cannot be justified. Although the disciples of various sects did not say it with their mouths, the doubts in their hearts became deeper and deeper. Even the sect leaders of various sects also had doubts in their hearts.
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Why are they the ones killed and injured in every battle? And not Zheng Yimen?
Is this a game?
At the same time, the castle.
After Tuoba Yu left the black tower, he returned directly to the castle and called Tuoba Long.
"How's your plan going?"
Tuoba Yu asked.
Tuoba Long cupped his hands and replied: "Master, everything went well. In the following two or three small battles, our entire army was wiped out."
The whole army was wiped out, but he still had a smile on his face. There is probably no other genius like Tuoba Long in the world.
Tuoba Yu nodded and asked: "How long will this little fight continue?"
Tuoba Long smiled and said: "It's almost time. I think the seeds of doubt have been planted in the hearts of the sect leaders of various sects. Now it's time to add a little fertilizer to let the seeds sprout, grow, and bear fruit."
Tuoba Yu said calmly: "Don't be mysterious, be specific."
"Head of the family, it's like this. Nowadays, although the various sects still obey the arrangements of the Zhengyi Sect on the surface, no one from the Zhengyi Sect has died in several battles, which will inevitably make people suspicious. They can still hold back their feelings now.
Doubt is because they still lack a fire. Now, it is time to add a fire to them."
"How to add it?" Tuoba Yu asked again.
Tuoba Long smiled and said: "I want to arrange a slightly bigger battle. In these few battles, I deliberately divided my troops to make them think that we had scattered our army, and I could only kill ten or twenty thousand enemies each time.
Now, it is time for the army to gather. Once the army gathers, several sects will definitely take action again and send out their elites to kill us all."
Tuoba Long looked calm and confident, with the air to strategize and win a victory thousands of miles away.
At this point, he deliberately stopped. Tuobayu smiled faintly and asked cooperatively: "Then what?"
Tuoba Long then continued to speak: "Then, it's time to add fuel to the fire. We will definitely lose this battle, but we can't make it easy for the various sects. I will let the 100,000 troops focus on killing a few people!"
"Who to kill?" Tuoba Yu asked curiously.
Tuoba Long's eyes flashed with light. He stood up and said word by word: "Guan Fei, the son of the leader of the Xingyun Sect."
"The younger brother of Master Zhiru of Qianfo Temple, Zhixiang."
"The most outstanding son of the leader of Wanjian Sect, Jiang He."
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Tuoba Long named six names in a row. These people are the closest people to the heads of the major factions.
"If you kill three of these six people, the Zhengyi Sect will lose their support. If you kill six people, the alliance built by the Zhengyi Sect will definitely fall apart!"
Tuoba Long spoke again, his eyes were firm, and he seemed to have absolute confidence in his plan.
"Oh? So confident? Then how many of these six people do you think the remaining 100,000 troops can kill?"
"They? They can't kill any of them." Tuoba Long said mockingly.
Tuoba Yu frowned at that time: "You can't kill anyone, so why are you so confident?"
Tuoba Long said calmly: "Because I am preparing to borrow someone from the head of the family."
Tuoba Yu was a little surprised and said: "Borrowing someone? Who?"