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Chapter 229

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Zuo Mo chose a fire formation. Of course, it was not a low level formation like the li fire formation, but a kind of fourth-grade fire formation called [Jade Flame Formation]. [Jade Flame Formation] could produce green flames. It was more than enough to process Rotten Metal and Silver ore.

Consequently, Gongsun Cha was completely defeated by Pu Yao, unable to find north.

Zuo Mo dazedly stood motionless where he stood. His mind was immersed in the state where he could do as he pleased. That feeling was too wonderful!

Pu Yao who had nothing to do was naturally willing, especially when he saw Zuo Mo being so smug recently. He was very discontent, and his [Golden-Winged Great Roc Matrix] did not have the effects he had predicted. Frustrated, Pu Yao vented his discontent on Gongsun Cha.

Feeling that he had not finished venting his anger, Pu Yao unhesitatingly accepted the challenge.

"These people's strength has increased very quickly recently. It would be best if they could last a while," Gongsun Cha explained. They had enough jingshi on hand and did not need to be in a hurry.

"Maybe they feel we are a threat," Gongsun Cha propped up his chin and said.

With the five essence sword set as the core, adding on some necessary formations, it became a weaker version of the sword essence formation.

When they saw Gongsun Cha's faint smile, their hearts all sank.

Many of the rules and regulations in the past were now gone, and he felt an indescribable sense of comfort and freedom. Materials and spells were at his fingertips. As though they had eyes, they flew one after another into the walls of the storeroom.

"They have intentions towards us?" Zuo Mo was slightly surprised. It was the first time he had encountered people that came to make trouble for them.

The entire formation took up seven or eight mu. When the formation formed, sword essence crisscrossed, murderous. An inky black cloud formed in the sky above the formation. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. Everyone's hearts jumped.

The pitiful Gongsun Cha. He had finally managed to use the three section wave killing charge that he had studied for a long time. Just as he was about to pull the ratio of casualties to Pu Yao to ten soldiers, he could use up five of Pu Yao's soldiers. He hadn't expected Pu Yao to use a new killing move without a second word – a wall locking defensive formation that was specially designed to counter the three section wave killing charge.

But he quickly came out of his intoxicated state. He shook his head and laughed. He casually swept the pile of multi-colored ores into his ring. He then took out three pieces of fourth-grade jingshi and put them into the eye of the formation.

Maybe it was because someone had spied on them yesterday and Boss felt the camp was not safe enough!

Zuo Mo also understood. After carving the formation, the balance of their bodies was broken, and the growth of their ling power sped up. This situation would continue for a while until they reached a new balance.

He had completely entered the state. His mind was clear, and every detail of the formation appeared in his mind with unusual clarity. Almost as soon as the thought appeared, his mind clear.

Twelve matches, Pu Yao used twelve different tactics. Every time, Gongsun Cha's army was completely destroyed without any suspense.

In just two hours, the walls, ceiling, and floor of the warehouse were covered with seal patterns.

As to injuries, Gongsun Cha, who did not care about human life, did not care. Why would these people who licked blood from the tip of their blades care?

Even Ma Fan, the core member who was usually treated well, couldn't help but shudder.

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The ling power of his subordinates was increasing. If he could give them some pressure, it would be beneficial to their improvement. Especially when Zuo Mo learned that there were not more than five people who comprehended sword essence among the one hundred or so people, he was even more certain of his idea.

Fortunately, Zuo Mo quickly thought of a solution: crude ores.

A nightmarish memory!

He casually took out his five essence sword set. Five flying swords of different colors spun restlessly in front of him. Looking at the five flying swords in front of him, he suddenly sighed as though he didn't know what to say. After the five essence sword set was forged, he had never used it in battle. Now, he was using it to set up formations.

How could he not comprehend sword essence?

Rotten Metal Silver was a third-grade material. It was not hard to forge and did not require Golden Crow Fire. Zuo Mo did not plan on using Golden Crow Fire. Golden Crow Fire was pure, but there was too little of it, especially when it was used to process so many ores at once.

Lil 'Pagoda was connected to Zuo Mo's mind. Feeling Lil' Pagoda's eagerness to take credit, and looking at its round and smooth body swaying, he instantly grinned.

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The sword essence formation of the sect was unpredictable. It had been of great use to the growth of his strength, especially his understanding of sword essence.

However, there were also many people who did not agree with Boss' caution. In these days, they had detected their own improvement. Two consecutive victories, and two consecutive victories where they were outnumbered, their confidence was off the charts. Adding on the three newly carved formations, the effect was too obvious. Many people wanted someone to come to their door and try it out.

When Boss came to the camp again, many people smelled something unusual. Even though everyone was working hard to cultivate, but they were secretly paying close attention to Boss and Lil 'Miss.

After laughing, Zuo Mo looked at the mountain of ores and couldn't help but feel troubled.

Even though Gongsun Cha was resilient and unyielding, his face had turned green from the killing. Returning to the camp, Gongsun Cha's face was so dark it seemed water could be squeezed out. It gave off a terrifying pressure and coldness. Everyone was silent, their little hearts beating furiously.

Gongsun Cha hurriedly asked, "What method?"

Silly Bird's face was proud, but her eyes were sneakily staring at the lingdan that Lil 'Black was holding. Gulp, her throat was clearly swallowing. Zuo Mo saw it and instantly roared with laughter. He pointed at Silly Bird and jokingly scolded, "You glutton!"

The Rotten Metal Silver ore was piled up like a mountain in the storeroom. Other than the Rotten Metal Silver ore, there was also a small pile of other colorful ores.

"How about we fight a little?" Zuo Mo asked probingly. He was very surprised. Gongsun Cha was such a battle maniac, but he hadn't talked about fighting yet?

Thinking about the inhuman treatment they had received yesterday afternoon … …

He suddenly thought of a wonderful idea. "I have a way for them to quickly increase their strength."

At night, Gongsun Cha found Zuo Mo. "Today, someone spied on us and was killed." He had a refreshed and energetic appearance. There wasn't any of the displeasure from the day on his face.

As his understanding of formations deepened, Zuo Mo's confidence grew. It was undoubtedly a very interesting matter to work on something he had never seen before. He decided to make a large formation that could turn all the Rotten Metal Silver ore into a rough core in one go.

The large formation was completed!

So he was setting up a formation. Their hearts instantly settled back into their stomachs. Everyone knew that Boss was skilled in formations.

After working for a while, Zuo Mo finally stood up in satisfaction.

"But there is a possibility of injury." Zuo Mo was slightly hesitant.

"Did you find out who it was?" Zuo Mo stopped what he was doing.

"That isn't a problem!" Gongsun Cha said in an extremely normal tone.

In order for this person and yao to play war chess at any time, Zuo Mo had specially made war chess. He called it war chess to pass the level, and then threw it to Gongsun Cha. Gongsun Cha could guess it, but he was happy to pretend. In any case, he only wanted that mysterious person to play chess with him.

The speed at which his ten fingers moved became faster and faster, like floating clouds and flowing water. On the surrounding walls, numerous profound inscriptions spread out at a shocking speed.

Gongsun Cha raised his head slightly, a dark smile on his handsome face.

Pu Yao and Gongsun Cha were fighting inside the war chess.

After forging the Black Processing Meditation mat, his need for Rotten Metal Silver instantly decreased. But if he didn't use such a large pile of ore, it would be too wasteful. The grade of Rotten Metal Silver was not high, but it was a material that was often used. But if he wanted to purify it, with such a large pile of ore in front of him, it was not something that could be finished in a short while. It was not worth it to waste time on this.

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The setting up of the sword formation gave Zuo Mo many inspirations. Once he finished, he ran to the storeroom and started to set up formations to process the ore. He did not move the ore, and used the storeroom as a dan cauldron to start setting up formations.

Gongsun Cha, who had been tortured to death, gritted his teeth and started again with red eyes.

However, it was the first time Zuo Mo was processing so much ore at once. He needed to think carefully about how to set it up.

A beat later, he refocused. His gaze swept across the complex seal scripts on the wall. In this moment, his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment!

"It's a subordinate called Venerable Chi. Xie Shan recognizes him," Gongsun Cha said unconcernedly. "Supposedly, he has more than one hundred people."

With the rough base of Rotten Metal Silver, he only needed to refine it when he needed to use it. The rough base did not take up as much space as the ore. Zuo Mo had to consider the space in his dimensional ring. Another important reason was that he could use the formation to complete the rough refining and save time.

"Where did this come from?" Zuo Mo pointed at the little pile of ore and asked Lil 'Pagoda.

It was not too difficult for Zuo Mo to comprehend sword essence. At Wu Kong Sword Sect, no matter if it was Wei Sheng Shixiong or Luo Li Shixiong, they had all comprehended sword essence. In the Sword Test Conference, there were many competitors that comprehended sword essence. This caused Zuo Mo to unconsciously feel that comprehending sword essence was not a difficult matter.

Lil 'Black slithered onto his hand and furiously shook its pair of antennae. Zuo Mo instantly understood. So it was Lil 'Black. He praised, "Lil' Black is so smart!" Putting a lingdan in his palm, Lil 'Black used its front limbs to clamp the lingdan and happily crawled away.

Feeling Zuo Mo's happiness, Lil 'Pagoda was even more smug. It spun around Zuo Mo, causing the gourds on the eaves of the pagoda to ring.

He didn't even inspect the formation. He was certain that this formation was correct!

The camp instantly became deathly silent.

Other than giving them a certain amount of pressure, it could also help them comprehend sword essence. Sword essence was shapeless. Each person's sword essence was different. Many things could only be understood and not conveyed. It was better to throw them into a place filled with sword essence. Even though it could not guarantee that they would definitely comprehend sword essence, but it could greatly increase the possibility of them comprehending sword essence.

Zuo Mo was not angry. He threw two lingdan to it with a smile. Silly Bird nimbly caught them in her mouth, shook her feathers, and walked away without any shame.

Zuo Mo had never seen a formation that was specifically used to refine, but this did not stop him from making this decision.

Zuo Mo was led by Lil 'Pagoda to a storeroom. Then he was dumbstruck.

He saw Boss start to work in a corner of the camp. Materials appeared on Boss' hands and then quickly turned to streaks of light that burrowed into the ground.

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