Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Bao Sanping still had that regretful look on his face and quietly walked into the barracks. There were more than a dozen Qi-training monks in this barracks. They belonged to the same team. There was no fighting at this time, and the barracks were dozens of miles away from the front line. Even though it is far away, it can be considered safe.

"Sanping, I have a treasure hunting rat here, do you want to see it?"

The person who spoke was a monk who was about the same age as Bao Sanping. He pulled Bao Sanping mysteriously, seemingly wanting to show off his newly acquired spiritual beast.

Bao Sanping became interested, and as soon as he nodded, the man took out a big black rat and handed it to Bao Sanping.

Seeing this big mouse, Bao Sanping laughed out loud:

"This is not a treasure-hunting rat. It is clearly a mutated rat that has absorbed the blood of some living creatures. It is not even the lowest-grade spiritual beast. I don't know where you got it from."

"I dug it out of a hole in the ground in front of me. This little guy is not afraid of people, and he feels very close to me. I thought it would be easy to raise him, so I put him away."

"Is it time to clean up the front? I didn't expect there were still rats. I thought all living things there were dead."

After the two chatted for a few words, they stopped talking. Bao Sanping returned to his hut, opened the formation that concealed his consciousness, and his expression changed to a calm one.

He reached out and touched his face, and a smile burst out from the corner of his mouth. This novel experience was rare for him in his previous experiences.

This 'Bao Sanping' was disguised by Fang Qingyuan. He and Xiong Feng arrived here many days in advance. He did not contact Cui Dongcheng or tell them that they had arrived. Instead, he chose to conceal his and Xiong Feng's whereabouts. .

The advantage of doing this is that you can take part of the initiative in your own hands instead of being led by Cui Dongcheng.

As a monk at the Nascent Soul level, Xiong Feng must have the final say at the most critical moment when he appears in front of everyone.

In order to achieve this goal, Fang Qingyuan decided to sneak into the coalition of Baishan Sword Sect and Fantasy Sword Alliance below, and also play his own role.

The reason why Bao Sanping was chosen was mainly because such low-level monks did not receive much attention. Otherwise, if they were to be core disciples of the Fantasy Sword Alliance, they would have various means of identifying themselves. If they were replaced rashly, they would be easily exposed.

Moreover, the Fantasy Sword Alliance and the Qingyuan Sect are still in a quasi-alliance relationship, so Fang Qingyuan can't keep silent to recruit its core disciples. After all, after the matter is completed, everyone will continue to be allies.

Therefore, a disciple with a low level and insignificant status has become Fang Qingyuan's first choice target.

Of course, Fang Qingyuan would not harm Bao Sanping's life. Now Bao Sanping is unconscious in the Immortal Mansion, but his body is covered with a layer of psychedelic brilliance.

This is the combined effect of Mother Bee Fang Ruoxi's [Voice of All Things] and [Wanlong Phantom Eyes], combined with the calculation of [Destiny], to form a special method of controlling the monk's thinking.

First, use [Voice of All Things] to link Bao Sanping's soul, and then use [Wanlong Phantom Eye] to create a series of scenes, so that you can see Bao Sanping's most realistic reaction in various situations.

Originally, Bee Mother couldn't do this, but after entering the realm of golden elixir, and with the help of the [Destiny] magical power, Bee Mother, a virtual illusion composed of three major talents, has been able to fake the real thing. Degree.

Under the exaggeration of Bee Mother's huge soul and huge amount of brain power, not to mention Qi training monks like Bao Sanping, even Foundation Establishment Perfection monks can't notice the difference at all. Only the Golden Dan monks have the support of alchemy themselves. Bee Mother It can't be imitated, so it's hard to be deceived. As long as the bee mother is willing, other Jindan monks and below can always indulge in the illusion created by the bee mother. If they don't know how to struggle, it will be like drinking the dove poison and dying in the sweetness.

Fang Qingyuan's various responses just now were hidden from more than a dozen people in the entire barracks. This was not Fang Qingyuan's own imitation through analysis, but Bao Sanping's most authentic reaction, because the scene just now was in the Immortal Mansion. , is also going on simultaneously in Bao Sanping's consciousness.

At this moment, Bao Sanping was still performing his own story in the fictional world of Bee Mother, but Fang Qingyuan had already rested and was ready to see how the Fantasy Sword Alliance's military formation operated from Bao Sanping's perspective.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. During this period, Fang Qingyuan had always taken on the identity of Bao Sanping, and nothing he did was out of line. Until that day, a desolate horn sounded.

"Tuk!"

"Military orders have been issued. The sergeants of Ding's Twenty Branches must gather quickly."

Fang Qingyuan imitated the reaction of Bao Sanping in the Immortal Mansion, and followed the monks in the same barracks to the open space outside.

Ding's twenty-strong team was at the ready, and after confirming that the number of people was sufficient, he led the group of people to quickly gather towards the central camp.

Just like the protective formations set up by the Houtu League and Ruijin League on the opposite side, the Fantasy Sword League also deployed a huge and complex formation.

The entire military formation camp is actually a huge magic circle. If the enemy wants to steal the camp, they must have the ability to quickly break the magic circle. Otherwise, they can only fight around the magic circle and cannot enter the camp. rush ahead.

The situation on both sides is the same, which also leads to the fact that the two sides have been fighting for so many years, but the results are not great, just because the monks have too many protective methods.

Fang Qingyuan followed the team to the center of the camp. Thousands of monks had gathered here. They were all dressed in uniform and staying quietly. There were many teams like Fang Qingyuan in the surrounding barracks, like running water flowing in. Like a lake, find your own position in this military formation and blend in quietly.

Less than half an hour later, a large formation of 6,000 people was formed. A huge flag flag stood in the center of the formation, with a mirage embroidered on it, five claws on its abdomen, and golden scales on its body!

The huge flag flag was about a hundred feet high and was being pulled by thirty giant elephants. The flag flag was spread out, almost covering the sky and the moon.

The military formation of six thousand people and the monks' spontaneous exchange of spiritual energy would cause the surrounding void to tremble. If under the same order, the most powerful magic power burst out, how intense would the scene be.

Fang Qingyuan was at the corner of the military formation. He discovered a rule, that is, the higher the cultivation level and the higher the status of the monks, the closer they are to the core of the military formation and the closest to the flag flag.

Perceiving the scene in front of him, Fang Qingyuan secretly compared it with his own military formation, but soon Fang Qingyuan became a little discouraged. He was completely incomparable. Although they were both Nascent Soul-level forces, the gap in their background was really too big.

The Qingyuan League can currently pull out a military formation of two thousand people, which is already very good. After all, it is impossible for Fang Qingyuan to pull all the monks in the Qingyuan League to the battlefield and form a military formation. If this is the case, the Qingyuan League's The various sects and families will be the first to rebel.

Three people draw one. Even when Wei Tong attacked Shandu Mountain, he could only do this to this extent. No more would be enough. This is completely a fishing method, and no force can bear it.

Even the disciples within the Qingyuan Sect cannot all go to the battlefield to fill the military formation. There are always some spiritual cultivators, alchemists, talisman makers and other skilled monks who will not go to the battlefield in person.

With full calculations, Qingyuan Sect can currently draw out a team of 500 monks, which is already a show of military prowess. Now, the Fantasy Sword Alliance can draw out a military formation of 6,000 people. So based on this calculation, there are estimated to be 10,000 people in the Fantasy Sword Alliance. The background of many monks.