But he quickly found that his worries were unnecessary. After Gongsun Cha lowered his head to record, he rushed him back to train.
According to Ma Fan, there were countless little groups in Little Mountain Jie, and there were several groups of several hundred xiuzhe. Zuo Mo was very puzzled. Why didn't a group of several hundred xiuzhe charge the jie river? Later, he learned that the Clear Sky Sect that guarded the jie river had jindan xiuzhe!
"You will be reborn here. You will start a different life here. You do not need to worry about ambushes in the middle of the night. You do not need to think about where you can escape to in order to be safe. "Zuo Mo pretentiously waved his arms." You do not need to worry about anything! "
Zuo Mo released a breath. Good, it wasn't completely hopeless.
Of course, he knew that the strength of this group of people could not reach the level of the yao army, but he could increase the number. If one hundred people wasn't enough, then two hundred, three hundred. What he was most worried about was that he could not even make up for the numbers.
After more than ten days, the group quickly expanded to forty people. Ningmai, twenty eight, zhuji, twelve.
"Do everything you know, don't miss anything." Gongsun Cha's orders were not complex.
"Don't know." Gongsun Cha spread his hands. "We are all novices."
Even though he knew it was good for his body, he still wanted to cry!
Zuo Mo knew he could not rush, and slowed down. In any case, there were the Golden Armor Guards and the date seed ship. He didn't have to worry about safety. It was rare to have a chance to train in real combat. If he didn't use it, it would be very unfair to himself.
Gongsun Cha smiled bashfully, but his face did not blush at all. On the other hand, Chun Yu Cheng gaped with wide eyes. This boast was a bit … …
Looking at the extravagant talismans and flying swords on the three Golden Armor Guards, everyone couldn't help but drool. If it wasn't that jinzhi had been put in their bodies, these people would have charged even if they had to give up their lives.
This expressionless guy in front of them did have the qualifications to say so. That date seed ship was clearly a rare jingshi talisman. Seven vermillion carved blue spikes lined up in a row were as sharp as teeth. It was like a bloody crocodile's mouth that seemed to be able to smell the faint scent of blood. The long and elegant body of the ship was tightly wrapped in a ling shield that occasionally flashed with lightning.
"Unless we ask a yuanying xiuzhe to help, and then after ten years of rest."
"What if it's the yao army?" Zuo Mo asked.
Zuo Mo looked at the dozen or so unfamiliar faces in front of him. Some of them were terrified, but more of them had rebellious expressions.
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"Numbers … … it seems we need a temporary camp," Zuo Mo, Zuo Mo Cha, said gravely.
He was thinking about how to subdue this group of people. Right now, Little Mountain Jie was like a cage, a arena. The xiuzhe that could survive until now were not normal characters.
Zuo Mo's opening did not cause any reaction. Most people had disdain in their eyes. Zuo Mo only had ningmai first stratum cultivation. In front of them, he didn't have the capital to be arrogant.
"Mo Zuo, Mo, I, Mo Zuo Mo Zuo.
Zuo Mo concluded in an unconcerned tone.
Even the wealthiest person among the dozen or so people was too embarrassed to open his own hundred treasures pouch in front of such an extravagant lineup.
Very good, Zuo Mo was very satisfied. It seemed that Gongsun Shidi had already established enough prestige among these people.
Mo Ghe Ghe he Gchen Ghe the Gto, Gling, Mo, Cha, he, Mo Gu, he, he, Gu and Mo, he, Mo.
"The jie river will be flattened by us."
The novice Gongsun Cha was full of mistakes, but he was not demotivated.
Ma Fan nervously stood in front of Gongsun Cha. In his eyes, the evilness of the seemingly weak and shy handsome young master was enough to make any yaomo want to die of shame. No one dared to disobey his orders. The most vicious and rebellious of them all, Lei Peng, was as docile as a kitten in front of him.
The only way ningmai could defeat jindan was to gang up on them. As to how many people were needed to succeed, Zuo Mo didn't know. Gongsun Cha didn't know either.
The words were ugly, but many people lowered their wariness.
Zuo Mo could only ask Pu Yao.
On the way, they encountered several groups of xiuzhe and took them all down. At the beginning, it was the Golden Armor Guards. Later, Gongsun Cha started to command the xiuzhe he had just captured. Compared to the efficiency of the three Golden Armor Guards, the efficiency of this group of ningmai xiuzhe was abysmal.
Gongsun Cha thought. "Then we can only increase the intensity of the training. Maybe there's another way, to use quantity to make up for the lack of quality."
Zuo Mo quickly found that setting up jinzhi did not come without damage. Every jinzhi he set up, he needed to put a thread of consciousness into the other's body. Every time he set up a jinzhi, Zuo Mo's consciousness would weaken a bit.
Zuo Mo had a headache. Gongsun Shidi was right. Everyone was new, and no one had any experience.
However, he still decided to set up the camp in this mountain valley. At least, the environment here was pretty good.
Of the twenty eight ningmai under Zuo Mo's command, only three had reached the second stratum. The rest were all ningmai first stratum.
The same spell, but the difference in power before and after jindan was like the difference between heaven and earth.
This news instantly caused Zuo Mo's understanding of the difficulty of breaking through the jie river to increase.
"I hope everyone can have a good time. Of course, with your present skill, it is hard for me to have a good time." Zuo Mo's voice was full of disdain and disdain. "Look at you, fighting like a swarm of bees, you can't even compare to roving bandits, no skill at all. From today onwards, you have to remember one thing. Gang fighting is a highly skilled job! "
But Pu Yao continued to absorb earth energy. Zuo Mo, who had been rusty for a while, instantly experienced what it meant to be worse than death!
Zuo Mo was not used to Pu Yao's sudden change.
Something that only yuanying could do, Zuo Mo didn't feel he had a chance of success.
"How long will it take for this group of people to form a fighting force?" Zuo Mo asked Gongsun Cha.
When would this reverse absorption of earth energy end … …
Ma Fan had been worried all this time. What if Big Boss liked his sword scripture and wanted him to give it up?
Ma Fan started to demonstrate each spell. Luckily, he did not belong to a sect, and only knew those few spells. He quickly finished demonstrating. Gongsun Cha was very interested in his illusory movement method and the three sword moves, and had him demonstrate them a few times.
Zuo Mo chose a mountain valley. There had once been a small sect here, but now that the people were gone, this place had become ownerless. The reason he chose this place was because there had been ling veins here before.
The main difference between the three stratums of ningmai was the difference in the ling power inside the body. The peak of first stratum, ling power was about ten jing. The peak of second stratum, the ling power inside the body would reach thirty jing. The peak of third stratum, ling power would reach ninety jing.
"You are very lucky." Zuo Mo pointed at Gongsun Cha beside him. "This Mister Gongsun is the most outstanding and famous battle general from Sky Moon Jie. He will personally teach you this profound skill."
"Yuanying … …" Zuo Mo was speechless. Up until now, the strongest xiuzhe he had seen were just jindan. To change the ling veins again, they actually needed yuanying xiuzhe. That was a death sentence.
"Gang fight? That's hard to say. " Pu Yao rubbed his chin. "It depends on the skill of the other, the talismans, and how well you cooperate."
Zuo Mo did not pay attention, and continued to speak.
This was something that couldn't be helped. There was no free lunch in the world. Only a freak like him could set up jinzhi when he was in jindan.
Zuo Mo got large amounts of yaomo army training methods from Pu Yao and threw them to Gongsun Cha. Pu Yao kindly reminded Zuo Mo that these were all old things from thousands of years ago, and he only needed to use them as a reference.
The ling energy in Little Mountain Jie was thin. It definitely was because something had happened to the ling veins. Zuo Mo wanted to see with his own eyes what the ling veins were like.
Usually, a ningmai third stratum xiuzhe could face ten ningmai first stratum, or three ningmai second stratum xiuzhe alone. Of course, this was just in theory. The real situation was much more complex, like spells, flying swords and talismans, and the use of battle tactics.
Gongsun Cha added, "According to the rules of war chess, new troops need to train for more than a year before they can form the most basic combat abilities. Also, the war chess that you have made are all yaomo, and not xiuzhe. I need to slowly explore. "
The second day, Ma Fan fearfully took the jade scroll that the smiling Gongsun Cha handed over. Scanning it, his little face instantly turned ashen!
"From today onwards, I am your boss, Big Boss!"
"We don't have that much time." Zuo Mo shook his head. He didn't believe that the yao army would give them a year of time.
"Yes." Ma Fan started to slowly learn how to live under Gongsun Cha.
"You only need to worry about whether you can satisfy Mister Gongsun."
"I believe that you have already experienced the jinzhi. I don't want to waste more time. My goal is very simple, to cross the jie river. As to you poor and useless people, I don't have much interest if I can't get anything out of you. "
But a ningmai against a jindan, they could only run for their lives. What reversal, what winning as the weak against the strong, that was definitely not possible.
Feeling good about himself, Zuo Mo pushed the group to one side. He and Gongsun Cha started to discuss.
Luckily, they did not encounter large groups of xiuzhe on the way.
"There are many ways to do this. For example, spirit-devouring yao insects, or black thread mushrooms. Spirit-Devouring is a specialty of yaomo."
Just like doing business, after suppressing and haggling, they had to give the other some benefits to increase their enthusiasm.
"If it's a normal jindan, a troop of one hundred night stock yao, if the quality of the commander is not too bad, there shouldn't be a problem," Pu Yao said after thinking.
When the other people's gazes landed on Gongsun Cha, all the disdain and disdain disappeared, leaving only terror.
The difference between jindan and ningmai was not the amount of ling power, but the depth of understanding of ling power. In the process of forming jindan, the xiuzhe would have a deeper understanding of the world and ling power.
It was very simple. They would do what Gongsun Cha said. If they reached the requirements, everything would be fine.
"Is there a way to change it back?"
Zuo Mo was frightened. No wonder the other had the confidence to guard the jie river alone. So there was a jindan guarding it.
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