Moreover, there are stone huts dug here, and it seems that many practitioners practice here.

It seems that there are some fields around it, and in addition to some mountain spirit cassava, there seem to be a lot of precious medicines.

Obviously, the living conditions are much better than where Wang Zhenling lives.

As soon as Mr. Fuhe returned to the mountain, someone asked, "Has the person you instructed him practice true qi?"

"It's done!"

"Then why don't you bring him here? Since he can practice True Qi, even if he is a beginner in Qi training, he can be called a fellow Daoist by us!"

Mr. Futsuru wanted to say something, but he didn't.

Just said: "I gave him the mountain ghost urn, if he really has the ability, he can comprehend the mountain ghost jar!"

Moreover, even if he encounters danger, as long as he comprehends the mountain ghost urn, he will naturally be able to turn evil into good fortune!"

The others just cared casually, after all, they didn't know Wang Zhenling, and they didn't have a friendship, so no one said anything.

As long as Mr. Fuhe was in a daze, he didn't know how to do it, and he always felt that there was something wrong with that Wang He.

But what is wrong, I can't say!

......

The moonlight is so bright that you can read the handwriting on the paper without the need for lights.

In such ancient times, the font as big as a fly's head was called small characters, and it is conceivable how big the font will be when the general brush writes!

Not to mention, it is not surprising that Wang Zhenling is so successful in practicing qi and has a keen eye, and he can almost see things secretly and see clearly what is written in the silk book.

However, it can also be seen that on such a silk book, there are actually not a few words written, and the content is not much.

In fact, there isn't much in this book.

Moreover, more importantly, Wang Zhenling, the "text" in this booklet, does not know any of them at all.

All of them twist and turn, like a ghost painting a peach talisman!

It should be an ancient hieroglyph!

Especially with Wang Zhenling's visualization, the secrets of these words are slowly unraveled.

"It seems that they are all runes of the blessed state, and the first one can make me as light as a swallow.

The second one is that it makes me immensely powerful.

The third one is that it makes me have a keen eye, and I can see in the dark.

The fourth one is one that sharpens my sense of hearing......

As for the fifth one, it's amazing, and when the time comes, I'll be able to summon a mountain poison snake!"

At this time, as Wang Zhenling outlined the fifth rune in the sea of knowledge, he couldn't stop seeing the sound of rustling around him.

Countless poisonous snakes have crawled out of the surroundings!

These abilities may seem inconspicuous and not earth-shattering. However, it is very useful!

"It seems that I am really in danger this time, otherwise Mr. Fuhe would not have sent these things......"

Wang Zhenling muttered to himself, with a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth.

......

"Everyone be careful, there are many people who live in seclusion and cultivate on the mountain. But our mission this time is only to kill that Wang He. Others, in the future, will have their own court to deal with!"

Mr. Mo said coldly.

The ten swordsmen under his command agreed one after another.

Seeing that he was about to arrive near the grass house where Wang Zhenling lived in seclusion.

They stopped, hid in the woods, and began to take out the armor from the packages they were carrying, and helped each other put them on.

They are all fine iron armor, made of armor the size of copper coins, and the best beef tendon thread is used.

The thicker, smaller, and denser the armor is this kind of armor, the stronger the defense.

These are all fine iron armor, and they weigh at least thirty or forty pounds.

It is not easy to wear it on the body to climb the mountain, and when you are about to reach the goal, you can wear it.

With such good iron armor, not to mention invulnerable, at least in the battle array, it is difficult to get injured!

In history, there are many generals who have been shot by arrows after the battle, and they have dozens of pounds and have not died.

That's all because he's wearing a suit of armor!

What's more, they don't just have iron armor with incredible defense.

There are even powerful crossbows that the government orders private individuals to have!

This powerful crossbow is capable of shooting a tiger at less than two hundred paces.

Absolute killer.

And in their hands, there are three of them!

Ten armorers, three strong crossbows. It's enough to kill the Waigang master!

In addition, Mr. Mo, who is the leader, is also a foreigner.

It's all the more foolproof.

Seeing this, Mr. Na Mo smiled with satisfaction, greeted him, and said, "Let's go!"

"Whoa!"

Everyone was just about to set off, when suddenly a strong wind struck.

There was a soft snort, but it was a sharp arrow that plunged into the throat of the armored soldier, causing him to fall to the ground, his eyes widened, and his mouth made a hehehe sound, but he couldn't say a word, and he died like this!

This armored soldier is fully armed, and the iron armor protects most of the vital points in the body, but the neck is exposed.

However, with such a flaw, he was shot by a sharp arrow and caused a fatal disaster!

This kind of archery is really about to die, it can be regarded as a miraculous skill, and it pierces Yang in a hundred steps.

"Who?"

Mr. Mok's eyes were cracked.

I was just about to kill someone, and everything was full of confidence, but I was shocked when I got this head-on blow.

However, these armored soldiers were really well-trained, quickly assembled, facing each other with their backs, forming a hedgehog-like formation, no matter which direction the attack came from, they could deal with it.

The only pity is that they don't have big shields, and the average hoplite plus that big shield is really invulnerable.

Snort, another sharp arrow came at an incredible speed. The armor soldier tried to block, but before he could do so, the bow and arrow had already been shot at the door in front of him......

At the same time that the armored soldier fell to the ground, Mr. Mo had already pounced towards the place where the sharp arrow was shot, and the speed was almost as fast as an arrow off the string!

A sharp arrow was fired at Mr. Mo.

However, even if he rushed forward at high speed, Mr. Mo was also a master of Waigang after all, and with a wave of the long sword, there was a loud bang, and the arrow flew out.

At this time, Mr. Mo had already seen clearly that the person who shot the arrow was his target this time, Wang He.

He looked over with an iron-tired longbow in his hand.

"Wang He is you!"

Mr. Mo shouted murderously.

Wang Zhenling smiled, put the three-stone strong bow behind his back, turned around and left, and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

As the old saying goes, the so-called poor don't chase, and don't enter the forest!

However, at this time, this Mr. Mo was full of murderous intentions, and where could he manage so much, so he chased after Wang Zhenling.

The terrain of this mountain woodland is complex, with ancient trees and old roots, thorn vines, artemisia grass and rocks, and so on.

That is, such a master of Waigang can barely chase in this mountain forest.

The eight armor soldiers in the back don't have such skills!

Not to mention, they are still wearing dozens of pounds of iron armor, where can they catch up with the two?

Soon it was already falling behind.

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