Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 155 Ten Masters
The strong smell of formaldehyde filled the room, and the cabinets were a bit crowded with specimen bottles of various sizes.

In a laboratory dominated by cold silver and white colors, several people in white coats are debugging equipment in an orderly manner.

A young man with a refined appearance, who seemed to be the project leader, was pouring a reagent filled with golden liquid into a syringe. After flicking the syringe, the man slowly walked towards the experimental materials tied with restraints.

"It's not too late to quit now."

The man spoke indifferently, but his hands did not stop moving.

The experimental materials had a wooden expression and said nothing, as silent and cold as hard steel.

The injection was slowly pushed in, and the golden liquid entered the user's body. Dense data suddenly appeared on the various devices outside.

After disinfection, the man left the sterile room.

"How's the data?"

The man casually took the experimental tablet handed to him by his subordinate, and a faint black light appeared in his eyes as he stared at the experimental materials.

"The overall quality has increased by 17% and the heart rate has increased by 160%."

Before he could finish his words, the man frowned, and the experimental materials in the isolation room exploded into minced meat.

"It's not stable enough. Let's think of another way."

Glancing at the sticky flesh and blood slowly descending from the glass wall, the man stuffed the experimental tablet into his subordinate's arms, took off his latex gloves, and turned to look at the little boy who had been waiting beside him.

The little boy looked to be about seven or eight years old. He was wearing a dark blue suit and a bright red bow tie, and looked very much like Conan.

The ten types of ghosts are the summer farming corpses.

"Xiao Xia, what's the matter?"

"Sir, the information you requested."

The man took the black leather document with a clock tower pattern printed on the cover and signaled to Xia Gengshi that it was okay to talk.

"This small-scale peeling effect occurred in the Fruit God Bingshen thirty-three, affecting the Ten Capitals Walking Qigong Duzhong and the Ten Capitals Walking Tianwu Qinhuai.

Du Zhong, who traveled through the Ten Cities, was lucky and had a long life. Now he has returned to Yamabu, only missing one arm.

Wu Qinhuai, the wandering god of the Ten Cities, is at the center of the Sifan Seed outbreak and his whereabouts are currently unknown.

According to the existing information and Du Zhong's oral statement, the peeling effect was actively detonated by the natives who had the seeds of longing for the mortal world in their bodies, and there was no possibility of the Eight Bitterness intervening.

Master Yu and Master Jie have already set out, traveling through the sea of ​​leaves and arriving at Shen Bingshen 33. The landlord has also summoned a group of deputies to be ready to deal with the aftermath at any time.

Do you want to join in the fun?"

"I'm not interested in minions. If I wasn't afraid of alerting the enemy, I would have put the one at home on the test bench long ago."

"However, it is somewhat unexpected that two Shidu can force a Baji to self-destruct."

The man turned to the page about Qin Huai's information, staring at his heritage and background, as if he had thought of something.

According to Yan Zhaohui's past actions of collecting seeds of longing for the mortal world, even if it was a small destructive seed of longing for the mortal world, the natives would have to have at least the strength of the Eight Extremes to carry it. So when Xia Gengshi heard the man's guess, he did not feel strange, but nodded in agreement.

"Sir, this walk is somewhat similar to yours."

"Similar? Maybe. But speaking of Tian Wu, we know a Tian Wu agent. Do you think he could do this when he was in the Tenth City?"

Xia Gengshi pushed his glasses and told a joke that was not funny at all.

"I think it would be okay for him to give that Baji native a bath."

The man smiled indifferently, pointed to the four big words "Three-Eyed Global" on the document, and asked Xia Gengshi with interest.

"Wow, Three-Eyed Global has looked for him before?"

"It is said that the incident was quite unpleasant. But in the end, without the help of the Three-Eyed Universal Body, he still entered Jambudvīpa."

"Interesting, the ability to freely travel through the sea of ​​leaves? Or has it been spotted by other agents?"

The man began to take an interest in Qin Huai. After thinking for a while, he smiled at Xia Geng's corpse.

"After this incident, if he is still alive, go talk to him."

"Yes, Master Ghost."

That’s right, in Xia Gengshi’s mouth, the only ones who can be ranked alongside the two masters Yujie are of course the other ten masters.

This man is the tenth category, the ghost lord.

Qiongqi, Su Ling.
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The sky is filled with golden and red clouds, gorgeous and colorful, with an incomparable sense of reality.

Below the clouds is the vast blue ocean that connects to the islands.

White waves washed up on the beach, small green crabs, gray clams, and silver-scaled fish.
Rich seafood was washed up at the feet of a group of people. A man was standing on the reef in the distance. He was wearing a light-colored sweatshirt and a hat on his head, revealing only a pair of very textured sunglasses.

The man was splashing water out of boredom, and the people behind him were just watching him, as if they were not in a hurry at all.

Suddenly, the huge sun was slowly swallowed by the black shadow, and the sky suddenly darkened.

"The auspicious time has come!"

The man in the hoodie slammed his palms, turned around, jumped off the reef, and walked towards the crowd.

"Mr. Qin, we found traces of "Sifan" in a routine incident not long ago. Do you really not need to go back and take a look?"

A thin man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes stood out from the crowd and bowed to the man in the hoodie and asked.

"Haha, what does the old man's business have to do with us?"

"Si Fan affected our Wan'an's candidate for blacksmith. He lost an arm, and I wanted to compensate him with something."

"Oh, I remember that Qi Gong, right? As long as he's not dead, that's fine. As for the compensation, it's up to you. But it's hard to find an auspicious time. It would be bad if we miss it."

The man in the hoodie waved his hand, and the inherited Dharma body behind him soared into the sky.

The many agents who were waiting silently on the beach also dispersed, releasing rather mysterious phantoms of inheritance.

Boom boom boom!

Islands rose from the ground, waves poured in, and white foam quickly filled the huge pit, revealing a dark passage to the center of the earth.

In the bottomless black cave, dark red magma and various exotic mineral gems can be seen everywhere.

"Brothers, let's go!"

The man in the hoodie stood up and leaped, hanging upside down with his arms outstretched, his falling posture extremely graceful.

The dark red light spots kept getting magnified in the lenses, the black hair was messed up by the scorching wind, but there was an indescribable pleasure behind the toad-shaped glasses.

Many of the deputies who were with the man in the hoodie jumped down and followed their Mr. Qin.

On the Qingtian Island, only the charming man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes was left. After a long while, the man sighed: "Master Luo, you are really straightforward."
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Three Eyes Global, headquartered in Hong Kong.

The mottled planet connected by silver star rings sparkled in the sunlight. Inside the glass curtain wall of the skyscraper, a woman in a white suit was talking on the phone.

The woman was the Three-Eyed Global Director who had previously held meetings in the Ancient Green Bronze Palace of Yamafu, the wife of Lord Yu, Si Wenji.

Si Wenji rested her head on the leather chair behind the large desk, revealing a bit of her smooth calves under her lifted trousers. She narrowed her narrow eyes, listened to the sweet female voice coming from the phone beside her ear, and a faint smile hung on her lips.

"Sister Si, the door to Shen Bingshen Thirty-Three has been opened. As soon as Master Yu takes action, the reserve troops will follow immediately. I know the rules, I don't know anything, and I won't ask anything."

There was some noise on the other end of the line, with dull shouts and whistling wind coming from time to time, sounding like someone in a boxing gym.

Si Wenji stared at the top-secret document in front of her and said to the phone, "Bingshen 33 is not simple, let them be careful. As for Zhang Baojun, it would be best if he can be found, but it doesn't matter if he can't. We have been waiting for seven years, so it doesn't matter if we wait a little longer."

"Okay, Sister Si. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Hearing Kong Que's reminder, Si Wen Ji suddenly remembered the host. After thinking about it, the woman casually mentioned it.

"Among the people affected by Sifan this time, there are two people that Three Eyes Global is concerned about. After the incident is over, send someone to contact them."

There was a busy tone on the phone and the woman hung up.

"Human Immortal, Human Immortal~"

Si Wen Ji opened the document and saw only a few names recorded in the large blank space.

Zhang Baojun, Yang Sanjing, Yuan Tianfeng
The Three-Eyed Globe has been exploring the source of the human immortal inheritance for seven years. Over the years, through the exploration of thousands of fruits and countless talented people in Jambu, the Three-Eyed Globe finally got some clues on this major project.

Zhang Baojun: God Bingshen 120, Wudang Zhenjun, at least the peak of the Six Divisions, suspected to have ascended. Boxing expertise is estimated to be more than %
Yang Sanjing: Scale·Dingyou 130, from Qilian Mountain, suspected to be Liusi, mortal body. Swordsmanship expertise estimated to be more than %
Yuan Tianfeng: Luo·Jia Zi Liu, Grand Historian, strength unknown, origin unknown. Specialization unknown.
The woman stared at these names with a twinkling look in her eyes. After putting down the document, she flicked her finger and the phone screen lit up again.

"Hello? Boss, what's up?"

"Send Chang You's inheritance parts to me. I can use them."

"Understood, I'll be there right away."
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God· Bingshen 33, Jiaozhi, Nanzezhou

The green peaks are gone, and the earth is empty.

The aimless and spreading mournful white was suddenly shrouded in a gloomy darkness. The black feathers stood upright like an ancient forest that had existed for eternity, and the black wings that covered the sky and the sun flew over the white.

Under the boundless black wings, two figures are quite conspicuous.

"It seems that this time it really wasn't the work of Ba Ku."

The host blew on the paper cup in his hand, white steam curled up, and the four big words "天地无用" on the paper cup were shining with a cold light.

"It doesn't matter. Just finish your work and go back to bed."

Lord Yu estimated the scale of the invasion of the power of Sifan and tore off the floral shirt that was in the way.

"It will take me almost two days to smooth out a Sifan of this size. Two days, is that enough time for you to repair the cracks?"

"No problem, you can start now."

Hou Tu, who had been monitoring the God Bingshen Thirty-three, sent a reply, indicating that the follow-up projects had been prepared and Cao Yuanchao could proceed as he pleased.

"Old Zhan, don't forget to erase the natives' memory."

The Feather Master waved his hand, and the endless wings of heaven vibrated slowly, and golden droplets the size of hills slid and dripped from the black forest.

The thoughts of the mortal world began to boil, and the strong deathly white color was like wild ink, wanting to stain the golden liquid into nothingness.

If the power of Sifan is a powerful modification fluid that can be applied at will in the universe, then Lord Yu's method at this time is like going back in time, replenishing the things swallowed by Sifan bit by bit.

The sky was slightly bright, and the desire for the mortal world that originated from the Jialuo Temple was wiped out by the Feather Lord. The bare land was replenished and had a sense of reality again.

"I'll leave the rest to you."

After Yuzhu glanced at Jiezhu, he disappeared. The terrifying wings in the sky also disappeared, leaving only the clear night sky dotted with stars.

Heaven and earth are useless.

The host drank the boiled water in one breath, and when he turned the paper cup, four large characters written in ink covered his body.

In Jiaozhi, every native who has memories of returning to the mortal world has a flashing black shadow in front of him.

After erasing all the memories of the indigenous people, Hou Tu lifted the restrictions on the fruit and sent in the agents who came to put out the fire.

Looking at the Ninja Team that was beginning to rebuild in an orderly manner, the Master narrowed his eyes and left this world.
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Somewhere on a mountain, dozens of miles away from the Jialuo Temple.

"Fuck, I'm so damn unlucky this time. Why would a newcomer like me run into Sifan?!"

Qin Huai leaned against an old tree, feeling mixed emotions. He was happy to have survived a catastrophe, but also felt scared after escaping death.

He really didn't expect that the third Yamabu incident would bring him into contact with the legendary Yamabu pest that had disappeared, the Fallen One, and the Mortal.

After thinking about it, Qin Huai felt that it might be related to this highly developed fruit, God Bingshen Thirty-Three.

After so many days of exploration, Qin Huai discovered that Bingshen 33 was a free world with a very high ceiling and almost no constraints. Moreover, everything in the fruit was flourishing and full of vitality.

Whether it is the weather conditions of heaven and earth, Taoist magic, military formations and martial arts, or demons, ghosts, wild gods, Buddhas, evil spirits, and monsters, there is enough soil and nutrients to support themselves and keep improving.

Sifan should have come here for the endless rare treasures and unpredictable codes that come from this fruit, right?
There was too little information, so Qin Huai could only make this judgment.

The silver talisman that Guangyu had stuffed into his pocket before he left had also dimmed, leaving only an empty talisman made of silk.

【Maoshan Six Ding and Six Jia Earth-Shrinking Talisman】

Category: Consumables
Quality: Legend

If you take one step at a time, the land will shrink. Every mountain will become flat, every river will dry up, every tree will break, every fire will be extinguished, and every land will shrink.

After using it, you can move freely within a radius of 0 miles. Number of times you can use it (1/)

Note: Photographed under the order of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou!
Sifan was caught off guard by the outburst at that time. Although the Earth-Shrinking Talisman did not limit the number of people teleported, Qin Huai was too anxious to take care of the distant ones and only had time to capture the two closest ones.

Looking at the headless monk and the remaining body of the Wudang disciple, Qin Huai did not hesitate and tore open the Qingwei medicine talisman to save them.

The fine nectar filled with vitality adhered to the severed flesh and blood, but even the blood could not coagulate. The granulation tissue disappeared as soon as it was born, as if it should not have existed in the world.

Qin Huai stared at the two people who could not be saved at all, and his fear of Sifan grew even stronger.

"Boom!"

The black feathers hanging down like towering ancient trees blocked the night sky above. Before Qin Huai could react, a reminder sounded in his ears.

"In view of the peeling effect at the location of this Yanfu incident, and the fact that Zou Xing is unable to handle the aftermath, Hou Tu will compensate Zou Xing."

"You can return to Yamabuli immediately and lock in a good evaluation."

"You can also choose to continue the mission, and Yanfu will restore everything to its original state."

(End of this chapter)