Gongsun Cha looked thoughtfully at Zuo Mo who was meditating and turned to return to the camp. He ordered in a low voice to the xiuzhe in the surroundings, "Tell Ma Fan and the others to harass more. We need to delay them. We need more time."
This world was crazy!
Ma Fan did not look at him. He plucked a blade of grass and held it in his mouth. He said unclearly, "Kill them on the way."
As his understanding of sword essence deepened, his true nature slowly showed. After the reorganization, he did not need to be the core. His entire person seemed to relax, and recovered his lazy appearance.
Maybe, this was what companions were like. Ma Fan thought slowly. Just at this time, he raised his head. A paper crane flew over from the horizon. He reached out, and the paper crane flew into his hand.
Ma Fan looked at his companions whose mood was slightly depressed. He was slightly shocked and proud. In any of the troops he had been in before, there had never been a battle where the mood would be low just because one of his companions had died in battle. — — —
Three days later, a two hundred feet deep, shaped like a mouth, appeared on Heavenly Star Peak.
He did not need to use ling power or earth energy to easily stick his hand into the limestone.
The sound of the wind was like a knife!
Little Mountain Jie was not large. It was very convenient to use the paper crane.
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Zuo Mo had to use his bare hands to dig out the entire foundation.
Looking at the mud on his body, he was not angry. He snickered, and the Little Art of Cloud and Rain instantly appeared above his head. The rain poured down. In just a few moments, the mud on Zuo Mo's body was washed clean.
Even a person like Chun Yu Cheng who did not care about worldly affairs was disturbed.
"Then why are we heading south?"
"So the news was true!" Chun Yu Cheng gave a long sigh. He looked again and sighed, "As expected, I just knew that Shixiong wasn't a normal person!" He glanced sympathetically at Zuo Mo before turning and leaving with his hands behind his back.
Zuo Mo weakly cursed Pu Yao inside. After resting for a while, the lingdan that he had shoved into his mouth started to release. The Black Processing Meditation mat under him continuously sent ling power into Zuo Mo's body. At this time, Zuo Mo's body was like a dry desert, greedily sucking in every drop of medicinal and ling power.
Yuan Jiang was a little frightened. He braced himself and said, "Boss, this … this foundation needs to be dug deeper."
He could feel the changes in his body.
As a supervisor, Yuan Jiang believed that the boss was an excellent builder. Looking at the rapid progress, if anyone had such an expert under their command, any supervisor would be grinning from ear to ear. However, if the situation had been reversed and there was only one expert, he would have cried.
Ma Fan looked at the platoon captain like he was looking at an idiot. "Just us, attack Nan Sheng Village? Are you tired of living? "
Zuo Mo mechanically waved his arms, his speed extremely fast. His consciousness continuously released, reflecting every detail of the surrounding soil into his mind.
"I heard he wants to build a city by himself?" Chun Yu Cheng carefully asked. He looked with slight sympathy at Zuo Mo. Could it be that Senior Brother has been under too much pressure recently, causing him to be unusually manic, causing him to be abnormal?
"Let's head south."
Ma Fan swept his gaze across the battlefield. More than ten corpses were strewn all over the ground, and large pits could be seen everywhere. The endless grassland had been torn to pieces by sword energies and talismans. The lingering ling power in the air seemed to still be able to smell the cruelty of the battle.
"Where are we going?" the platoon captain asked with a face full of curiosity.
Opening it and scanning, he muttered, "Trouble!" He then handed the paper crane to the platoon captain behind him.
"What are we going there for? To attack Nan Sheng Village? "
Gongsun Cha shook his head. "I don't know."
The platoon captain's expression was slightly sorrowful. This was the first time one of his subordinates had died in battle. The remaining xiuzhe were silently cleaning up the battlefield and collecting the spoils of battle. The original victory had become less joyful due to the death of one of their comrades.
Especially when he pointed out that Boss had not done enough. Boss would stare at him with a serene blue gaze. Each time, he would be so frightened he forgot to breathe.
The fearful Yuan Jiang felt that every day was so dark, so dark that there wasn't a thread of light. No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't understand what was wrong with his boss. Why did he suddenly want to build a city by himself?
Zuo Mo found that his skin had started to show a strange black sheen, slightly like a metallic sheen.
News of Boss' abnormality had spread through the camp. Everyone discussed in private. They didn't know what Boss really wanted to do.
Jade Metal Head, ranked fifth in captain level mo physiques. As expected, it was extraordinary!
Zuo Mo pressed his dry lips together and furiously dug.
He started to understand how to use his consciousness to explore the surrounding soil, and how to use the structure of the soil to save power. He started to understand how to be stingy when using ling power. Before this, he had never thought that there would be a day when he would be so stingy when using ling power. He started to understand how to wave his hands as he absorbed earth energy … …
What made him feel the most hopeless was that the other was his Boss!
Ma Fan did not respond. Noticing that the battlefield was almost cleaned up, he tidied his clothing and said lazily, "Have everyone prepare. We need to leave this place. The enemy will probably find this place soon."
Pu Yao was right. If he could build this city by himself, his strength would definitely reach a new height. But this really was a perverse plan!
"Let's continue! What do we do next? "
"Yes," Ma Fan said unconcernedly.
Yuan Jiang's face was pale. Fortunately, Zuo Mo only glanced at him before he turned around and started to furiously dig the foundation. He jumped into the hole, his hands waving, the dirt flying. The hole quickly became deeper and larger at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Clicking his tongue in wonder, Zuo Mo moved his gaze away.
After a while, Zuo Mo recovered some energy. He struggled to stand up. The sun above his head was slightly blinding. He turned his face to look at the deep ditch that was half completed by his feet.
Zuo Mo stared at the deep foundation and suddenly felt a great sense of pride!
The image of Shixiong covered in mud suddenly appeared in Gongsun Cha's mind. His steps paused slightly and then recovered. "Of course we cannot be idle."
"What does Boss mean?" The platoon leader's face was puzzled. There were no clear orders on the paper crane, only for them to delay the enemy.
"Is Shixiong really alright?" Looking at Zuo Mo who was half-naked as though he was insane, he asked worriedly and uncertainly.
"Yes." This xiuzhe took out a paper crane, wrote the code on it, and lightly channeled ling power into it. The paper crane flapped as it flew into the sky and then disappeared. Before Ma Fan and the others had left, they had left behind their own imprints. These paper cranes could use the imprints to find Ma Fan and the others.
Yuan Jiang was at the side, gaping as he looked at the twenty zhang deep foundation. A foundation that had completely reached the standard. He wasn't the only one gaping. Everyone in the camp was astounded.
Zuo Mo was like a person made of mud, only revealing a pair of eyes. He laughed soundlessly. He sat down cross-legged.
"You," he said, emphasizing each word, "are equally stubborn."
The platoon leader jumped in fright. "Isn't that the direction of Nan Sheng Village?"
The gravestone was silent. The black clouds in the surroundings slowly floated and floated.
Taking a deep breath, he jumped back into the ditch.
Zuo Mo felt every muscle in his body was trembling, uncontrollably trembling. He seemed to have lost all control of his body. His mouth was wide open, like a fish that had been thrown onto the shore, motionless. This body cultivation was really thorough. Zuo Mo felt that even his brain seemed to be trembling. Any kind of power, no matter if it was physical strength, ling power, or spiritual power, was completely used up in such extreme labor.
The enemy had been completely killed, but one of them had also died in battle.
Zuo Mo turned his face, his eyes dark like a wolf's.
"Then what about us?" Another xiuzhe couldn't help but ask. Other than Ma Fan and the others, who had each taken a platoon, there were still many combat xiuzhe in the camp.
Yuan Jiang furiously swallowed at the side, his face panicked. It was really pitiful to be a supervisor like him. Every time he saw Boss's twisted face, it was as though there was a prehistoric beast in front of him that would open its gaping maw and swallow him.
In the sea of consciousness, Pu Yao stared at the gravestone and said, "Now I know why you chose him."
With Boss's present speed, Yuan Jiang couldn't help but feel hopeless about building this city.
In the design of this city, the foundation was twenty zhang deep!
Come!
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He didn't seem to use any force, but his body seemed to be pulled up by an invisible rope. He stood up like this. Jade Bones, he hadn't experienced the benefits of the jade bones, but the benefits of the iron muscles were starting to show at this time.
"Shixiong really isn't a normal person!" Gongsun Cha also made the same emotional sound and turned to leave.
Pu Yao, this guy was so devious … …
What made him feel even more hopeless was that Boss was serious!
Those xiuzhe that had been sneering were so shocked they couldn't speak when they saw this twenty zhang deep ditch. Who would believe that a xiuzhe had slowly dug this out with his bare hands? But they had seen the entire process with their own eyes. Everyone that had come to watch a joke only felt admiration.
Yuan Jiang who had unknowingly fallen asleep at the side was startled awake and opened his sleepy eyes. When he saw Zuo Mo, he instantly shook and his drowsiness disappeared. He almost bounced up from the ground and quickly ran next to Zuo Mo. "Boss!"
"Yes." Gongsun Cha also carefully lowered his voice as he answered, "A few days ago, I asked Shixiong if we should go and gather some more xiuzhe. Shixiong said he was going to build the city by himself. "
The muscles on his body were as hard as metal, and also astoundingly resilient. Digging this foundation, every piece of muscle in his body seemed to have been reforged. The gaps between his muscles were even smaller, and even more compact and solid. This minuscule change caused his strength to suddenly increase by more than thirty percent.
Yes, this city was very small. A new city for ten thousand people, a small city among small cities. But it was still a city! So old, oh, please forgive his speechlessness. When Yuan Jiang, who was over eighty years old, said this, it was slightly inappropriate. But in his eighty years of life, he had never seen or heard of a xiuzhe that built a city by himself.
Zuo Mo opened his eyes, his eyes bright. This time, he had meditated for three whole days! How long had it been since he had meditated for this long? Zuo Mo thought back, his heart filled with joy.
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