Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 224: Golden Sun Cuts the Body, Bright Moon Attacks the God (4000)

As for the credentials, they are naturally the identity of the person traveling within the army and the record of military achievements.

Zhang Yuanzhu played with the token, tapping it lightly with his five fingers. Lines appeared and then disappeared.

Then, he hung the token around his waist and entered the military camp under the guidance of the old Taoist with a long beard.

boom!
There was a commotion everywhere, like a busy street, with noise everywhere.

At this moment, almost all the wandering cultivators who had entered the military camp together had left, leaving only the old Taoist with a long beard walking in front.

"Fellow Daoist Hongwu, follow me and receive the distributed resources."

Zhang Yuanzhu had black hair draped over his shoulders, his arms hanging naturally, and his red robe fluttered as he walked forward.

The hidden tiger demon Nuo mask reappeared, covering its face.

His eyes were indifferent as he glanced around and observed the military camp.

More than ninety-nine percent of cultivators are below the tenth level of Qi training.

However, there are indeed foundation-building cultivators stationed here.

The young man looked forward, towards the center of the military camp, where he could smell a strong aura.

At this moment, the old Taoist with a long beard paused slightly, stood side by side with Zhang Yuanzhu, and looked forward in the direction the young man was looking.

When he saw the military tent standing in the center, his eyes showed respect, mixed with a hint of envy.

"That is the military tent of the Great Master Jixuan, a legendary figure among the independent cultivators."

"With the body of a casual cultivator, he achieved the goal of building a foundation!"

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded, that was indeed true.

Then, he withdrew his gaze.

He went to the right with the old Taoist with long beard and soon arrived in front of a huge warehouse. Soldiers of Qian country stood on all sides, vigilantly observing everything around them.

"Old Qin, who is this?" A middle-aged man in a gorgeous robe sat in front of the warehouse, looking at the figure beside the old Taoist with a long beard.

"Master Zhao, this is fellow Daoist Hongwu who has just joined the army. He is at the tenth level of Qi training and has already dripped blood on the token."

The old Taoist with a long beard looked respectful.

Bow and salute!
"He has reached the tenth level of Qi training, and has already dripped blood on the token. It seems that he is a righteous man of Daqian."

The middle-aged man smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed at the token on Zhang Yuanzhu's waist.

"Fellow Daoist, could you please let me check the token? The military camp is a strategic location, and spies are rampant. We must be on guard."

"So, they've set up some unknown scheme?"

Zhang Yuanzhu pulled off the token and threw it over.

Snapped!
The middle-aged man took the token, checked it carefully, and smiled.

Return the token.

"It's not a Yan bandit, the blood is unmistakable."

As the words fell, a gray storage bag was handed over.

"Fellow Daoist, these are supplies for advanced Qi training cultivators, as well as some instructions on the rules of the military camp. Remember to read them when you return."

After Zhang Yuanzhu took the token and storage bag.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and signaled the two to leave.

The old Taoist with a long beard nodded and walked away with the young man.

"The Qian Kingdom's royal family?"

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his hand and threw down the storage bag with a playful look in his eyes.

"He is a member of the royal family, sent here to manage supplies and issue rewards."

Old Qin's face became respectful and calm, and he whispered the rules of the military camp.

Zhang Yuanzhu listened carefully.

Soon the two came to a tent.

"Rest here first, my friend. I won't disturb you any more."

After saying that, Taoist Qin was about to leave. Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand, opened the tent, but did not go in immediately.

Instead, he asked softly:

"Fellow Daoist Qin is so attentive to every independent cultivator."

The old Taoist with a long beard stopped and a hint of bitterness appeared on his face.

"Don't be suspicious, fellow Daoist Hongwu. The reason why independent cultivators treat others kindly in the world is just to have more escape routes."

The old Taoist did not hide anything and expressed his thoughts.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised the corner of his mouth, stepped into the tent, and the curtain slowly fell.

"It is indeed rare to see someone like Fellow Daoist Qin."

The old Taoist with long beard looked back at the tent, took another step and left.

the other side.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked around the interior of the tent. It only had a bed and a chair, and was rather simple.

He didn't care and just searched the tent casually. After confirming that there was no problem, he set up a defensive formation around the tent.

Then, he took out a cushion and sat cross-legged.

He took out the middle-aged man's storage bag and began to investigate.

After a moment, the young man smiled:

"The Qian Kingdom's royal family is quite generous."

A bronze spear and a piece of pitch-black armor, both are mid-grade magical weapons.

It was just the right time to put away the blood-colored halberd and use these two mid-grade magic weapons to fight the enemy on the battlefield to gather the energy of war.

Of course, there were some scattered pills, spirit stones and the like in the storage bag, but they were not of much use to him.

Finally, a jade slip was taken out and the young man examined it carefully.

It records what can be exchanged for military merits.

There are secret techniques, skills, resources, and even official positions. It can be said that the Qian Kingdom has invested a lot of money to encourage independent cultivators to fight with all their strength.

At the top of the list is the Foundation Establishment Pill, which can be exchanged for one with 1,000 points of military merit.

For a moment, Zhang Yuanzhu began to check it carefully.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank as he looked at one of the spells.

"Taiyin Killing God Arrow" extracts the essence of moonlight and attacks the soul. It is a powerful and strange spell.

It requires one thousand military merits in exchange, and the same price as the Foundation Establishment Pill.

The moment he saw the spell, Zhang Yuanzhu was moved.

The golden sun kills the body, and the bright moon attacks the god, which is more perfect than the magic he imagined.

Once the magic patterns are condensed, the Sun and Moon Seal or the Qiankun Seal formed by the combination of the magic patterns will definitely be more powerful.

"I remember that all the rewards were stored in that warehouse."

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were deep, his five fingers were slightly bent, and he tapped the armor lightly, making a sound of metal clashing.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the royal family of Qian Kingdom carried it with them.

All sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind, and murderous intent boiled in his heart.

Call ~
After exhaling a breath of foul air, Zhang Yuanzhu stopped the murderous intent in his heart.

First, gather enough military energy to perfect the White Tiger Nuo mask. If you can gain enough military merits in the process, you can exchange it for the "Taiyin Killing God Arrow" spell.

If not, then raid the warehouse and steal the spells.

He has no mercy on Qian Kingdom.

Now, first refine the spear and armor, and then engrave the formation to collect the weapon energy.

Once you make a decision, don't hesitate.

The magic power was boiling and surging, rushing towards the armor and spear, and being refined quickly.

In less than a cup of tea, the two magic weapons had been refined.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuanzhu took out the remaining Qingchen wood from the storage bag, put his five fingers together, and chopped it off.

The knife flashed and wood chips flew.

Soon, seven small golden gourds appeared in front of him.

He planned to use these seven small gourds to collect the energy of war, and the speed would definitely be faster.

Although he is not proficient in refining weapons, he is proficient in formations.

He bent his index finger, and strands of waste blood flowed out of the jade bottle in his bosom and stained his fingertips.

The index finger slid slowly.

The young man engraved the array patterns one after another, and arranged the array formations in a small space.

Soon, all six small gourds were engraved successfully, leaving only the last one.

The index finger slid smoothly, and the gourd burst out with golden light in the formation.

boom! Boom!

Two consecutive roars came from outside the tent, and the surrounding defensive formations shook violently.

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed several auras outside the tent. His eyes were cold, and his index finger was steady as he continued to slide. "Thief, get out of here right now!"

"Take my sect's inheritance and return it quickly."

Boom~boom~
The roar and scolding mixed together and reached my ears.

His palm remained steady as he continued to engrave, as if he had heard nothing.

One breath!
Ten breaths!

After a cup of tea, Zhang Yuanzhu finished engraving the last stroke.

hum~
The seven gourds vibrated at the same time, and the patterns on them flowed flawlessly.

The young man waved his sleeves and put away all the gourds.

The next moment, he stood up and walked out with a long spear in hand.

The pitch-black armor, attached to the body, carries the unique coldness of metal.

塔~
He took a step forward, crossed the formation, and saw several figures outside the tent.

An old man with gray hair, wrinkles on his face, and wearing a blue Taoist robe saw the young man come out.

Immediately shouted:

"I don't care who you are, the sect's inheritance must be in your hands, hurry."

The bronze spear tore through the sky and instantly hit the old man's chest.

Stab it!

Blood splattered everywhere, and the old man was nailed to the ground alive.

Zhang Yuanzhu had a cold expression. He did not ask about the inheritance, nor did he investigate the reasons. He even did not let the other party finish speaking.

The old man has been nailed to death.

He looked at the people with the old man with a fierce look.

He drew out his spear and swept it across.

The air exploded in an instant, turning into rolling air waves, accompanied by the long spear, forward like a vicious dragon, drowning several Taoists.

bang bang bang~
Flesh and blood exploded, and bones splattered.

All the monks who attacked the tent just now died.

Everything happened in a flash, and the monks watching from the surrounding area looked at the scene in horror.

This method was too brutal. In a flash, all eight people died and no one survived.

Moreover, how could the other party dare to fight in the military camp?

Before he could think about it, a powerful aura rose from the center of the military camp.

And within a few breaths, I arrived here.

He was a middle-aged man with a fierce face, holding a long banner, his inverted triangle eyes full of cunning.

The middle-aged man pointed at the pieces of meat on the ground and the lifeless old man.

"I am Master Jixuan's disciple—Jiyin Dao Ren. Fighting is prohibited in the military camp. Who is doing this?"

"I did it."

Zhang Yuanzhu held the spear in his hand and shook it lightly, shaking off the blood.

His face was indifferent, but his eyes were still fierce as he stared straight at the middle-aged man.

Even at the twelfth level of Qi training, he could still kill.

However, after killing the enemy, one has to flee from the barracks. Collecting the magic and weapon energy is a troublesome task.

The Jiyin Taoist looked at the figure in armor, feeling heavy in his heart and feeling a sense of pressure.

This is a strong man who can fight with him, with five fingers tightly grasping the long banner.

"Why the private killing?"

"Attacking the camp and disturbing my retreat, I must be killed!"

Zhang Yuanzhu half-closed his eyes and pointed his spear at the ground.

"Are you talking nonsense?"

A young man walked out of the crowd and looked at the wreckage on the ground, his face filled with despair.

"It was you who stole the inheritance and techniques of my Xuanbing Sect, so the elders and senior brothers came to demand them back from you."

"Yet you kill people without even saying a word. Lord Jiyin, please seek justice for our sect."

"Xuanbing Sect? The inheritance? The technique?"

The Jiyin Taoist whispered, with a strange look in her eyes.

The Taoist had heard of this sect before. It was very weak, and the strongest one was only at the twelfth level of Qi training.

But the practice method is unique and requires a kind of strange stone to assist in the practice.

"It is the Frost Condensation Stone. A year ago, the sect rebelled, and the Frost Condensation Stone and the complete inherited skills were lost. They were not obtained by this thief."

"It must be related to our sect's rebellion."

The young man was wearing a blue Taoist robe and his eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at Zhang Yuanzhu.

God knows how excited they were after sensing the Frost Stone through secret methods. It is a necessary item for practicing "Nine Changes of Frost".

The Frost Stone was lost along with the complete "Nine Changes of Frost", and the two are likely to be together.

This was especially true when I heard about a cultivator named Hongwu who had reached the tenth level of Qi training.

He didn't expect such an ending. Except for him, all the elders died.

"Fellow Daoist, is it true that the Frost Stone is in your hands?" The Jiyin Taoist asked slowly with cunning eyes.

Above the long banner, waves of yin energy emerged, bringing a sense of oppression.

Zhang Yuanzhu sighed lightly without any explanation.

Take one step.

Boom!

The earth shook and the sky swayed.

Like the collapse of mountains and the toppling of giant peaks, a domineering and overbearing aura swept out.

He just looked at the Taoist quietly without making any movement.

At this moment, Jiyin Ren's body trembled, and extreme danger surged in her heart, as if she would die in the next moment.

The greed for the Frost Stone and the calculations against Hongwu disappeared immediately, leaving only the most essential fear.

Such courage and momentum, how could a person who has only practiced Qi training on the tenth level be so strong?

"You thief, how dare you spread lies and mislead the people? Die!"

A sharp shout.

Ghosts emerged from the long banner, enveloping the young man from Xuanbing Sect and turning him into a pile of bones.

Then, the Jiyin Taoist looked at Zhang Yuanzhu with a smile:
"Brother Dao, the fault lies with this treacherous person, not with you."

After a pause, the Taoist pointed at the wreckage on the ground.

"I will clean up these debris for you, Brother Dao."

Zhang Yuanzhu looked deeply at the middle-aged Taoist priest, and the murderous intent in his heart disappeared.

"So best."

He turned around and walked towards his tent.

The only ones left were the smiling Jiyin Taoist and the casual cultivators who were watching.

"What are you looking at? There's a big battle going on up ahead, and you're still just watching. You don't even think about serving your country."

The Taoist's smile faded, his eyes darkened as he glanced at everyone and shouted.

After a few loud shouts, all the wandering cultivators retreated, leaving only the Taoist priest standing there, picking up the debris on the ground.

Zhang Yuanzhu returned to the tent and reinforced the surrounding formations.

Then, he took out a strange stone that was emitting cold air from his arms, as well as a jade slip that recorded "Nine Changes of Frost", and examined them again.

It is still ordinary, with nothing special except that the Frost Stone has [characteristics].

"Nine Changes of Frost" is also a very common martial art.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged, supporting his chin with one hand, lost in thought.

Gradually, he seemed to understand something and a wry smile appeared on his face.

"It seems that I underestimated the two techniques I practiced."

The "Five Internal Organs Leading Ice to Transform into Origin" that he practiced in the Qi Accumulation Realm and the "Record of Blazing Sun True Fire" that he practiced in the Qi Training Realm were not considered outstanding in the Immortal Weapon Valley.

Compared with this benchmark, "Nine Changes of Frost" is naturally ordinary.

Moreover, he has always believed that there are only invincible people, but no invincible skills.

I didn't care about the skills I obtained by chance. I didn't expect that they were so rare in the outside world.

After all, that disciple who was cultivating the foundation, Jiyin Daoren, was moved just now!
"hehe!"

The young man smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, instead they were cold and icy.

It’s not time for settlement yet, wait a little longer!
(End of this chapter)