Wang Baoyu named the island Qianbei Island, and everyone found a flat place to settle down.

There is only a small spiritual vein on the island, but the terrain is quite complex, with towering volcanoes, low valleys, stone forests, swamps, and even a large iron lake with soul trees growing next to it.

There is a strong soul fruit growing on the soul condensing tree, and this kind of thing has a significant effect on nourishing the soul core and strengthening the divine sense.

The fruit was picked in several large baskets and distributed, and it was the monks in the foundation building period who preferred this thing, and Wang Baoyu's current cultivation was useless to swallow the Soul Strengthening Fruit.

So far, Wang Baoyu's fake soul core has not changed much, and it is still nothing.

"Baoyu, I've heard that wooden puppets were used in the army, but I don't know where?" asked Mantong as he entered.

Not to mention Mantong, Wang Baoyu almost forgot that the wooden puppets were all in the Qiankun Secret Bag, thrown in a corner near the chaotic area.

As the overall cultivation of the team continued to improve and the combat effectiveness continued to increase, the role of these wooden puppets became smaller and became idle goods.

The problem is highlighted, the wooden puppets are too fragile and vulnerable, and they are difficult to repair after being destroyed, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive. Moreover, even if they are given cultivation, the highest is the late stage of foundation building.

Wang Baoyu took out the Qiankun bag, felt it, and threw out a wooden puppet, looking up and down Mantong, constantly admiring.

"It's a wonderful thing, it's written in books, but no one has ever used it. ”

"They also helped a lot, but then they were shelved because they didn't resist the attack and their cultivation was not high. Wang Baoyu explained.

"It's made of wood, it's naturally vulnerable, and you can try to transform it. "Mantong is very interested.

In front of the archmage, there was nothing to hide, Wang Baoyu called Tong Yansong and asked him to hand over the translated puppet technique to Mantong.

"What a good book!" Man Tong just read one page, then he exclaimed repeatedly, and asked excitedly: "Baoyu, where did you get this book?

"When I killed two pirates, what was found in their house was written in ancient characters, this is a translated version, and the author claims to be a real person. ”

Man Tong couldn't help but be stunned, and blurted out: "Tianxuan Zhenren, that is the real ancestor of the magic weapon!"

"Oh, you study his books?"

"The production methods of talismans, magic weapons, and even magic weapons all originate from the "Grass and Trees Are Soldiers" written by Tianxuan Zhenren, and later generations have continuously improved them. Of course, the original version has long been lost, and I don't want Baoyu to have this opportunity. ”

"I once served as the head of Tianxuanmen in ancient times, and his name is Tianxuan Zhenren, maybe he has something to do with me. Wang Baoyu pondered.

Mantong asked Wang Baoyu to take out all those puppets, he wanted to carry out a transformation, Tong Yansong was naturally happy to help, and he had nothing to do anyway.

Compared with Tong Yansong, who is quite a bit of a literary and youthful color, Man Tong is a real technical talent, and he is more serious in his work, and he carefully watched and watched the "Puppet Technique" until he was completely familiar with it, and then he ordered to set up a ground fire furnace near the volcano.

Along the way, the expeditionary force collected a lot of monster materials, and Mantong tried to replace the wood with the bones of monsters, so that the puppet could reach the monk's physique or even better, and make it stronger through refining.

The molten iron and the soul condensing tree are ready-made, and the core technology of the puppet, the talisman core that can be injected into the divine sense, is also transformed with his rich experience, and after being so busy for half a month, the new puppet is finally born.

Sturdy and agile, they can run like flying, and they can also wear defensive vestments. What's more, if the cultivation and divine consciousness of the middle stage of the golden pill are injected, the cultivation of the puppet will reach the early stage of the golden pill.

This breakthrough made Wang Baoyu very happy, in the future, he would be able to have a puppet army of Jindan cultivation, and he was not afraid of life and death.

There is also a problem, in the past, a monk in the late stage of foundation building could control ten wooden puppets, but now the cultivation in the Jindan stage can only control one.

However, the puppet and the messenger have a heart-to-heart connection, which can be controlled remotely, which is similar to Wang Baoyu's use of soul control techniques.

The previous wooden puppets can be completely discarded, and with the joint efforts of everyone, hundreds of new puppets have been created, and they have been given magic weapons or magic weapons, so that the attack power is greater.

Wang Baoyu called him a puppet general, and the soldiers joked that their puppets were brothers, and the reactivated puppets would become the first echelon of the battle.

Mantong is still not satisfied with the current puppet generals, it would be good if he could find the materials of the fifth or sixth level demon beasts, in that case, he could build an indestructible and indestructible powerful puppet.

Wang Baoyu, who has entered the Yuan Infant Period, has also undergone great changes in his body through continuous cultivation of the Yuan Infant, and his divine sense has become more acute, as long as he calms down, he can sense the subtle changes within dozens of miles nearby.

Plants and trees are withering, flowers are blooming, and even a small insect crawling by, as long as you feel it with your heart, it is like happening in front of your eyes.

Wang Baoyu didn't know that this kind of sensing ability could only be done in the late Yuan Infant period, and his Zhimu Spirit Infant played a key role. None of the others were infant monks, and of course they didn't know the mystery of this.

An irregular army that has been ridiculed by various sects is groping for valuable experience on the way forward.

Xia Yida has been a lot more honest recently, maybe she wants to open it, and she starts to lie under the night sky to practice, Wang Baoyu can even sense that the energy of the stars is constantly entering her body.

Access to the power of nature is a dream of a monk, an inexhaustible supply, anytime, anywhere. And the Shura woman Xia Yida, because of the difference in race, was born with this ability, which is an insurmountable gap.

Wang Baoyu has never wasted his day-to-day work, meditating against the sun every morning, noon and evening, or because he broke through to the Yuan Infant Period, and now he can feel the energy of the sun.

The warm energy of the sun is also like aura, wisps, but no matter how hard Wang Baoyu tries, he still can't absorb it into his body.

However, he believes that this day will not be too far away.

"Master, most of the monks thought that the Yuan Infant was used to save his life. In fact, the infant can also exercise and grow. Xiaobai made a suggestion.

"How's that going to work? He's just sitting there all day. ”

"Use your divine sense to control him, let him come out and walk around!"

"It's dangerous, if he escapes, won't he be busy in vain? Didn't you say that it was difficult for him to control?" Wang Baoyu expressed concern.

"Master, this can exercise your divine sense, don't worry, step by step, first release one meter, then five meters, ten meters. In the end, even if he is thousands of miles away from you, he must come back when he receives orders. "Xiaobaidao.

Perhaps this is another kind of homework, and it is exactly what Wang Baoyu lacked before, raising a child with his patience and love.

Wang Baoyu finally realized that cultivating a yuan baby was more difficult than raising a child, and he decided to try according to Xiaobai's words.