Yun Yi was originally standing on her two hind paws. Now that she was relieved, she put down her two front paws.
Wang Daoyuan continued, "Especially you, Yun Yi."
Upon hearing this, Yun Yi's front paws, which had just been put down, left the ground again. Her entire tiger body stood upright, her body straight, and she looked guilty.
"You're usually lazy. Other than roaring, you only know how to run away.
This time, you're sparring with the sword puppet, so you should train well.
No matter what, you're still of the White Tiger bloodline, but your physical combat ability is so poor.
If you're lazy again, go take a bath in the lava lake.
By the way, during the period when I was in seclusion to improve the puppet technique, the two of you didn't cause any trouble, right? "
The dragon and tiger hurriedly shook their heads. Wang Minglong shook his head until his black hair fluttered everywhere.
Yun Yi's big head shook so much that it left afterimages.
These two guys were jumpy, it would be strange if they didn't cause any trouble.
Little Uncle didn't send a letter over, so they probably didn't cause any trouble.
He didn't intend to investigate further and turned to walk out of the cave abode.
Yun Yi heaved a sigh of relief, put down her front paws, and followed behind Wang Daoyuan.
The foundation of the puppet soul was only the soul of a second-tier upper-grade demon beast.
Although it could barely reach the level of a Golden Core cultivator in terms of comprehending sword intent after being improved by a secret technique.
However, its divine sense was too weak, not even comparable to a second-tier demon beast.
It was naturally not a problem to take care of the spirit field, but it was troublesome to fight enemies.
Without the control of the master, it was difficult to lock onto the enemy.
If it encountered an opponent good at hiding, it would be completely blind.
To lock onto the opponent, there were generally three methods.
The first was to rely on the master's divine sense to guide the attack, which was the case for most puppets.
The second was to rely on external guidance, just like those puppets in the Ziwei Palace of the Seven Stars Mystic Realm, tracking the enemy through the changes in the strength of the floor.
The most reliable, but also the most difficult, was to rely on a secret technique to track.
Just like the sword puppet guarding Wan Chuan Market now, it used a secret technique to capture the opponent's aura and then lock onto the opponent's position.
When using this method, the consumption of divine sense was even greater.
It was already very difficult to let a puppet soul learn sword intent and sword cultivation Dharma spells. Now, it was even more difficult to let it learn a detection secret technique.
Of course, there was also a simplified version.
It was too strenuous to cultivate the secret technique, so he used the detection of his opponent's artifact to track them.
Although this method was more difficult to refine, it could save a lot of time and resources to nurture the puppet soul.
Ordinary puppets didn't need to fight alone, so there was no need for them to spend so much effort.
The puppet that Wang Daoyuan had refined did not come with any secret detection technique.
In battle, he still had to use his Divine Sense to command.
Outside the Immortal's Cave, his Spiritual Awareness swept towards the Serene South Mountain.
Little Uncle and the others moved quickly. In such a short time, the scale of the South Serene Mountain had begun to appear.
He had opened up more than 300 mu of spiritual fields, and more than 50 mu of them had been upgraded to the second stage. He had also set up a defensive formation that covered half of Mount Serene.
Naturally, he couldn't let the puppets fight with Yun Yi and the others and damage his family's business.
After flying downstream for more than five hundred miles along the Pluto River, the battle of the Jindan level could no longer interfere with the Serene South Mountain.
Wang Daoyuan said, "Yun Yi, you go first.
No roaring, no wings. "
With a pitiful look, Yun Yi had to bite the bullet and fight with the puppets.
Wang Daoyuan controlled the puppets and cast the Tiangang Sword Formation, condensing 36 sword shadows.
Yun Yi couldn't roar or use wings. She could only condense a huge Soul Devouring Dark Tiger phantom to resist the attack of the sword shadows.
After all, Yun Yi had a small magical power, and her control of spiritual power was stronger.
She constantly replenished the power of the Soul Devouring Dark Tiger phantom, and the sword shadows really couldn't break its defense.
She also used her tiger claws to attack the sword shadows from time to time, which had some power.
It was not bad that this fat cat could do this.
Wang Daoyuan didn't dare to let the puppets directly form a sword formation. If Yun Yi couldn't withstand it, she might be seriously injured.
"Ming Long, your defensive ability is stronger in the water. You can be my sparring partner.
In a while, the puppets will combine these 36 sword shadows into a sword formation, which is much more powerful.
You must do your best and can't slack off.
If you feel that you can't withstand it, you can escape into the water. "
Wang Minglong nodded, turned into his original form, and jumped into the Netherworld King's River.
Then, a huge amount of river water gathered around him, and quickly formed a huge black water ball.
36 sword shadows surrounded the water ball. These sword shadows released sword qi at the same time, attacking the water ball.
The entire river was shining with silver light, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.
Wang Minglong extracted the spiritual power in the Netherworld King's River and integrated it into the water ball to resist these sword qi.
After a dozen breaths, a black dragon formed by black water flew out of the river.
The entire Netherworld King's River boiled, and countless black water surged towards the black dragon.
Countless sword qi slashed on the black dragon, but only a small splash of water.
The black dragon swung its tail and broke the sword formation.
36 sword shadows merged together and slashed towards the black dragon.
With a loud bang, the sword shadows shattered.
The black dragon also turned back into river water and scattered all over the mountains.
Wang Daoyuan was very satisfied. Wang Minglong's strength in the water was already better than most mid-stage Golden Core cultivators.
This sword puppet had just been refined, and its spells and other aspects had not been integrated.
It was rare to be able to fight to a draw with Wang Minglong.
Wang Daoyuan took time out every day to control the puppet and fight with Wang Minglong and Yun Yi.
A month later, the sword puppet could already skillfully use all sword cultivation spells.
With the power of the Guiyuan Sword Intent and Wang Daoyuan's control, it could already easily defeat Wang Minglong. This puppet could be considered to have been trained.
Wang Daoyuan carved two words "Yellow Armor" on the back of the puppet.
The Wang family would have more and more battle puppets in the future, and it was too tiring to name them one by one.
They named the puppets according to Heaven, Earth, Black, Yellow, and Heavenly Stem. The fourth-stage puppet was "Yellow", the fifth-stage "Black", the sixth-stage "Earth", and the seventh-stage "Heaven".
The sword puppet in the Wanchuan Market was named "Black Armor".
The fifth-stage low-grade close-combat puppet that Fifth Great Uncle always carried was named "Black Armor".
In the future, when there were more than ten puppets, they would be named with numbers.
Yellow Armor was almost ready, and Wang Daoyuan also planned to refine a fifth-stage puppet.
Now that the spirit veins in the Sky Slash Mountain Range had recovered to the fifth-stage, there would be more and more Yuanying cultivators.
After a hundred years, there would probably be hundreds of Yuanying cultivators in the entire Beiyuan Xiuxian.
At that time, Golden Core cultivators could only be considered as mid-level combat power.
The Wang family's foundation was weak, and the only one who could break through to the Yuanying realm within a hundred years was Twelfth Uncle.
He did not know when he would have to go to the Sea Of Seven Stars to prepare to break through to the Soul Formation realm.
It was difficult for the family to maintain a deterrent force by relying only on Twelfth Uncle. They had to have enough fifth-stage puppets to protect them.
The fifth-stage puppet had a higher requirement for the soul of a demonic beast. It needed at least the soul of a third-stage upper-grade demonic beast.
Wang Daoyuan also wanted the fifth-stage sword puppet to have the ability to search for targets on its own.
In this way, the requirement for the soul of a demonic beast would be even higher.
It was not easy for the Yan Kingdom to obtain the souls of fourth-stage demonic beasts.
He sent a message to Zhou Luan, explaining the situation here and asking her to help find the souls of fourth-stage demonic beasts.
Blood Shadow's methods were still very strong, so this was nothing to him.
Half a month later, Wang Daojian received ten Dharma artifacts that stored Ghost Dao. They were all fourth-stage demonic beast souls.
With the souls in hand, he could start refining the puppet.
As for the detection method, he was not confident that he could directly refine a puppet that could use a secret technique to track the enemy.
He might as well refine a puppet that could use a Dharma artifact to track the enemy first.
Wang Daoyuan's own refining and array formation skills were only at the fifth-stage inferior-grade. The possibility of failure when refining a fifth-stage inferior-grade puppet was still not small.
After a full year and several failures, he finally succeeded in refining a fifth-stage inferior-grade sword puppet.
Wang Daoyuan also used the Taiyi Divine Gold to refine a fifth-stage inferior-grade Origin Returning Sword for him.
As for the fifth-stage puppet, he could only find his clone, the gray roc.
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