Gong Liang Wei hurriedly stood up and went to greet him. Zong Ru was the commander of the Shield Guard Platoon and was responsible for Gongsun Daren's safety. His status in Vermillion Bird Camp was high. Gong Liang Wei was well-versed in the ways of the world and did not show any bitterness on his face. He said with a smile, "It is rare for Zong Daren to come here, do you have any orders?"
The weapon A Wen cultivated was a spear. It was completely black and did not have a thread of light. There was a dark red tassel at the tip of the spear like a dark flame.
The black fiendish energy was of great benefit to them. The black fiendish energy contained in the fiendish mist was even denser and harder to process. They had to carefully control the amount of fiendish mist they refined. Otherwise, the fiendish mist would corrode their minds and they would gradually become fiendish soul beasts.
Their cultivation was at the bottom of Vermillion Bird Camp. [Fiend Ling] also had high requirements of cultivation. They found it even more difficult.
"From today onwards, immerse yourself in the ocean of yao arts!"
"Why don't we ask Gongsun Daren to transfer to Golden Crow Camp," one of them said dejectedly.
He was completely enchanted by the difficult profession of battle general.
Pu Yao did not have any intentions of teaching Zuo Mo the Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art and started to explain little yao arts. Zuo Mo suddenly found that the little yao arts he thought he had learned were more profound and vast than he had imagined.
"Nickname?" Zuo Mo stilled. "What nickname?"
Pu Yao showed a rare hesitation. Zuo Mo was able to comprehend the Divine Summoning Art on his own and was the most suitable to cultivate the Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art. He was the best successor. If Zuo Mo focused on cultivating the Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art, the possibility of him reaching the level of a Sky Yao was very high. But if he cultivated the mo physique and yao arts at the same time, it was hard to predict what the result would be. The path of mo physique cultivation was the most dangerous. If he was the least bit careless, his body and soul would be destroyed.
Pu Yao stared at Zuo Mo and did not speak.
However, in Gongsun Cha's view, this kind of difference did not matter much.
"You feel you can try?" Pu Yao raised an eyebrow and was slightly puzzled.
After being stared at for another day, just as Zuo Mo thought Pu Yao was going to be angry, Pu Yao suddenly spoke, "Let me think."
"Oh, it's fine." Pu Yao's expression recovered. He looked at Zuo Mo. "You can continue to cultivate the Great Day mo physique, but the prerequisite is that your yao art cultivation reaches my requirements."
As they spoke, Zong Ru walked towards them.
Talisman cultivators were proficient in all kinds of talisman arrays. They were good at setting up arrays and making all kinds of talismans. They were also good at using talismans.
In Guard Camp, A Wen had cultivated [Hardship Guard] for the shortest amount of time, yet the speed of his improvement was astounding. When Zuo Mo learned that A Wen had cultivated a weapon, he couldn't help but jump in fright. This talent was ridiculously strong.
Pu Yao's arrogant voice sent Zuo Mo into hell.
Out of the corner of his eye, Pu Yao saw the gravestone and its silence. All the things of the past flashed through his mind. His bloody pupil suddenly deepened, and an imperceptible sorrow floated in the deepest part of his eyes.
Gong Liangwei took the jade slip with some doubt. "What is it that is worth Milord personally making a trip here?"
After Zong Ru left, everyone surrounded him.
Insanity flashed through Pu Yao's bloody pupil.
Although Lord Gongsun attached great importance to them, it still couldn't change the awkward situation they were in.
Pu Yao seemed to not see it and said to himself, "Cultivating yaomo together, this idea is slightly interesting."
Pu Yao snickered and showed his teeth. "When I was in the yao art house, I had a nickname."
However, this place was a good place to cultivate [Hardship Guard]. Everyone progressed quickly, and another person had cultivated his own weapon. Unexpectedly, this person was A Wen. After A Wen recovered, he stayed in Guard Camp and cultivated [Hardship Guard] with the other people.
After Zong Ru finished speaking, he raised his folded hands and left. Right now, Zong Ru's cultivation had deepened by the day, and he was even more gentle and reserved. He looked like a normal person without any edge.
"Hmph! If you want to cultivate, then cultivate. I'm slightly curious. Tsk tsk, yao arts, mo physique, spells, formations, what kind of monster will this boy cultivate into? "
It had to be said that all things in the world had their own wonders.
"Everyone will know when you see."
The Hundred Flower Alliance used flower slaves to grow flowers, and what they picked were rare and precious ling flowers. These ling flowers were fifth-grade, and were rare ling objects themselves. They could automatically absorb the ling energy in the surroundings. However, the ling energy here was thin, and filled with black fiendish energy. The ling flowers on their bodies absorbed the black fiendish energy.
Figures flashed on the gravestones.
The cultivation atmosphere of yao was the most open and enlightened of the three. The method of education in a yao art house was even more open than the sect inheritances of xiuzhe and the clan inheritances of mo.
Compared to the people of Guard Camp who were like fish in water, Vermillion Bird Camp's situation was not very good. Even though Zuo Mo had given them [Fiend Ling] and caused them to not fear the black fiendish energy so much, but they still needed to cultivate it to a certain level in order to recover their full combat abilities.
He tried to find clues in the war chess. He had always been curious how a true battle general cultivated. Recently, he had been immersed in this high difficulty exploration.
These war chess pieces were exquisitely made, and very close to reality. The person who had designed them was definitely a powerful battle general. Of course, the possibility of it being a yaomo battle general was even higher.
The jade scrolls in their hands were the ones that Zuo Mo had sent to Golden Crow Camp.
"Hm!"
"What request?" Zuo Mo weakly asked.
Gongsun Cha's personality was slightly crazy in the first place, and he was filled with interest and passion towards things that normal people found impossible to understand. Any other person wouldn't even dare to think about creating their own battle general spell, but he didn't feel any fear.
Gong Liangwei was silent. He was over forty, and his talent was average. However, due to his steady personality, he was the shixiong of this group of people. He also knew that Golden Crow Camp was more suitable for them right now.
It was Golden Crow Camp!
Right now, Vermillion Bird Camp's fighting style was called speed and sharpness. This was the fighting style that sword xiu were most skilled in. The seal xiu were more skilled in support. Adding on that the spells they cultivated were not profound spells, and the benefits they could provide to their side were very limited. Usually, before they even attacked, the battle would end.
The people of Guard Camp worked even harder on their cultivation.
He had found something.
Even though Pu Yao did not immediately agree, but Zuo Mo still saw hope. He hurriedly left the sea of consciousness.
Zuo Mo's hairs rose from the stare. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "It would be a pity if I cannot cultivate the Great Day mo physique!"
Pu Yao who had been teaching Zuo Mo suddenly raised his head, a hint of shock flashing through his bloody pupil.
They were skilled in all kinds of seals, and one of them was called Li Zhuo. He could even create second-grade seal soldiers. For a ningmai seal xiu, this was an extremely great achievement.
"They like to call me the Yao Art Catalog." A faint voice came from Pu Yao's face that was shrouded in shadow. A cold smile that was as sharp as a blade flashed. "As my successor, you need to maintain this fine tradition."
Once Zuo Mo left the sea of consciousness, he saw the gravestone give off large bursts of black mist. Figures flashed on the surface of the gravestone.
Pu Yao had never explained yao arts like this before. All kinds of yao arts were at his fingertips, and he wantonly flew.
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The vicious and dark black fiendish energy, after being absorbed and transformed by the ling flowers, was not dark at all, but warm and lively. Their progress was rapid.
In the camp, ever since Zuo Mo opened his eyes, everyone's hearts that had been in their throats finally landed. However, the change this time also sounded an alarm for everyone. This ghastly place was more dangerous than they had imagined.
A completely different world started to appear in front of him bit by bit.
Gongsun Cha immersed himself in war chess every day. That mysterious person did not appear, so he explored by himself. Ever since he heard that battle generals had their own cultivation spells, his mind started to move.
Moments later, his expression recovered and he said scornfully, "What? Afraid that your inheritance will be destroyed? Your set of old stuff should have been thrown into the trash a long time ago! "
Zong Ru smiled warmly and handed over several jade scrolls. "Gongsun Daren has asked me to deliver a few things to everyone."
In the daily cultivation of seal xiu, they needed to use formations and seals. This was where they were different from other xiuzhe. Yet the ling energy here was thin. The formations that they needed to cultivate could not be used to their full potential, and their cultivation was not enough for them to cultivate [Fiend Ling].
Another thing that surprised Zuo Mo was the three hundred flower slaves. These flower slaves had been taken care of by Shu Long after they had been rescued from Hundred Flower Alliance. They cultivated [Flower Yao Coexistence Art]. This yao art was extremely wondrous. In a short period of time, their minds had not just recovered, they had also successfully suppressed the ling flowers that had taken root in their bodies.
Zuo Mo stilled. He raised his head and asked, "What is it?"
However, in terms of cultivation experience, he was still quite self-aware. However, he also had his own way, and that was to play war chess.
The flashing figures on the surface of the gravestone silently waited for Pu Yao's decision.
He couldn't help but think. He had many grievances and dissatisfaction towards the gravestone, but to be able to guard the gravestone for a thousand years, their relationship was naturally not ordinary. There were many things that he felt were stupid and inflexible about the gravestone, but in terms of cultivation, he was clear about the gravestone's knowledge and accomplishments.
The relationship between yaomo was much closer than the relationship between yaomo and xiuzhe, but they had never heard of someone also cultivating yaomo. Pu Yao was a knowledgeable yao. The Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art was an ultimate skill, but the Great Day mo physique was also one of the top mo physiques. If Zuo Mo had not successfully cultivated it, Pu Yao definitely would not use this brain. But since Zuo Mo had cultivated the Great Day mo physique, it would be a pity if he really threw it away.
The contents of the array glyphs made everyone's eyes light up.
There were many kinds of yao arts. Just the basic little yao arts, there were more than five hundred kinds. The scale could be imagined.
After an unknown number of days, they were suddenly alarmed.
Since there were no spells for battle generals to cultivate, then why didn't they try to explore it themselves?
A bad feeling rose in Zuo Mo's heart.
One person and one yao were immersed in it and completely forgot the flow of time.
Gong Liangwei's consciousness swept across the jade scroll, and his body couldn't help but shake.
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The ones in the worst situation were the sixteen seal xiu led by Gong Liangwei.
Ever since they had been captured in Little Mountain Jie, they had been taken into Vermillion Bird Camp by Gongsun Cha. However, due to their unique cultivation attributes, their position in Vermillion Bird Camp was extremely awkward.
After this black spear was cultivated, A Wen hugged it and sank into meditation.
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