Chapter 179 I Have a Mill
Zhang Liang passed away peacefully.
He used the unsheathed black knife as a sacrifice to gain the qualification to go to another world for trial (the main task was to recruit 100,000 refugees and 20,000 new soldiers).
This is allowed by the village construction order system and does not count as a dragon from another country. It is the same nature as the heroic trial that Zhang Yang once started with Wu Yuan.
As for the village building order, he kept it. As long as he passed the trial (completed the main task), it would be his reward. If he failed the trial, everything would be over.
But the possibility of failure is not high. After all, he is a king-level talent and once served as an emperor. What kind of storms has he not seen?
Of course, Zhang Yang was more inclined to believe that his great-grandson was afraid of the upcoming siege battle with the demons, so he ran away in advance to avoid it.
Well, speaking of the demons, another month has passed.
The two acropolises outside the royal city have been built, and all kinds of city defense equipment, food and supplies have been transported in. In a few days, the main battlefield, which is conducive to the cavalry's galloping, will also be camouflaged.
Yes, camouflage. This was a bad idea that Zhang Liang came up with before he left. He said that the surface of the stone could be covered with a foot of soil. Now it is midsummer, and it will only take half a month for weeds to grow on it. If it is exposed to the sun for a few days, it will be a perfect camouflage.
Otherwise, if the demon army arrived and saw the smooth and slippery square, it would be strange if they did not become suspicious.
Zhang Yang thought this bad idea would not be very useful, but he still adopted it because it was better than nothing.
Old man Zhaozhou happily added a few more points, such as hiding the main force of 500 Iron Lions in the Acropolis, and then waiting for the critical moment to attack from behind the demon army. The effect is amazing just to think about it.
Zhang Yang always agreed, because this was indeed his secret weapon. If the secret weapon was not secret, its effect would be half gone.
Zhang Yang did not need to ask about the specific measures and action details. This was different from when he first started the fantasy village building mission. At that time, he was just the village chief. There were only a few hundred people in the village, so he had to do everything himself, grasp every detail, consider every resource, and calculate carefully, wishing to spend twice as much as possible.
But now, he wants to dominate the world. If he still has to worry about food and grass, and other specific things, then what is the point of competing for hegemony?
All the little things that keep complaining about him drive him crazy.
"Deploy 40 giant siege crossbows in the Royal City, 5 at the South Gate, and 5 at the West Fortress. 500 Rock Heavy Infantry are the best type of troops for defending the city, or at least one of the best. Leave 300 in the Royal City, 100 at the South Gate, and 100 at the West Fortress."
"The 500 Flying Cloud Archer Guards are also a type of soldier that can shine in offensive and defensive battles. A salvo of three of them can kill a regular heavy-armored demon. Leave 300 of them in the Royal City, 100 at the South Heavenly Gate, and 100 at the West Fortress."
"The 12 heavily armored Mo Dao captains are at the level of extraordinary strategic scalpels, the same level as the Iron Lions. They will stay in the Royal City, depending on the situation."
"Wu Lei will be responsible for guarding the South Gate, Ma Jin will be responsible for guarding the West Fortress, I will stay in the Royal City, Wu Ya will lead 500 Iron Lions and 3,000 Great Horned Deer Light Cavalry, and take the initiative to attack depending on the situation."
"In short, this war will be very hard. We must focus on killing a large number of enemy manpower and try to delay the time. After Lei Ming trains 500 Feiyun Arrow Guards, he must immediately start training Heavy Armored Mo Dao Captains, even if he can only train 200 per year."
Zhang Yang had already made the most basic strategic deployment, and then he left the royal city and went to a place 300 miles south to start practicing. But this time he was not practicing the mysterious art of stealing the sky's energy. Instead, he wanted to use the essence, blood, and bones of the Jindan stage demon cultivator to help him.
This is the last trump card he has left since his bankruptcy.
After finding a quiet mountain, Zhang Yang directly summoned five adult earth-walking wood monsters. These monsters were all over two hundred years old and had extraordinary strength. It was difficult for them to kill enemy generals, but they were very useful in slaughtering enemy soldiers. The most important thing was that they could lurk underground and could not be sensed.
"Stay at a distance of one kilometer. Do not allow any living, dead, or half-dead creatures to approach."
Zhang Yang gave an order and began this adventure.
He carefully took out a unit of Jindan-stage demon cultivator's blood from the storage space of the village construction order. The next second, what he saw was not blood, but a ball of golden light, or a ball of golden flame, which was very energetic and very hostile. Just this one drop could make a ground mouse instantly have five hundred times the strength, and then bang, it exploded.
If a tiger takes it, it will be reborn and advance to the extraordinary level! If it takes ten drops, it will immediately advance to the level above the extraordinary level, that is, transformation.
This is the unique talent and advantage of the demon race, because they are particularly close to nature, and their communication with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is beyond the reach of other races.
Otherwise, how could there be such things as demon beasts and spiritual beasts?
Why do human cultivators always have to hunt monsters and spirit beasts to help them practice? Why don't we see human cultivators hunting ghosts and killing demons? However, the monster blood is good. If Zhang Yang directly takes this drop of blood containing great power, he will be crippled even if he doesn't die.
Fortunately, the reason why humans are human is that they can always find a solution.
The method Zhang Yang used this time was the fireball centrifugal method.
Use the second closed circle of the fireball spell to form a curved force field, and then achieve the effect of an ultra-high-speed centrifuge through high-speed rotation within the curved force field.
Well, he wanted to separate the essence serum and the part representing spiritual energy in the blood of the Jindan stage demon cultivator. The former was harmful to him, while the latter was a great tonic.
Zhang Yang guessed that the human cultivators hunted the demons, collected their blood, and refined their pills, which was almost a similar process. Otherwise, why did they use civil and military fire to refine the pills?
“Bang!”
A large ball of fire appeared in Zhang Yang's hand, like a spinning basketball.
After a few seconds, a vortex appeared in the center of the fireball, and all the flames were sucked into it in an instant. At the same time, the drop of golden blood essence also got out of control. At this moment, a faint shadow even emerged from the golden blood essence, roaring at Zhang Yang, which was very terrifying and magical.
Unfortunately, it was useless.
The next second, the huge attraction from the curved force field sucked in this drop of golden blood.
What follows is continuous compression and rotation.
Five thousand revolutions per minute, eight thousand revolutions per minute, twelve thousand revolutions per minute.
This was the limit of what Zhang Yang could do. Green gale winds were sucked in and compressed from all directions.
This state lasted for about three seconds, and Zhang Yang was almost exhausted. The demon cultivator's spirit was finally forced to separate with a roar.
Zhang Yang was well prepared. He took out a first-grade foundation-building pill and threw it in. The next second, he immediately stopped the operation of the curved force field. What followed was a rich fragrance. It was not the fragrance of flowers, nor the fragrance of any creature in this world, but the fragrance of elixir. It was the spiritual fragrance brought by the Jindan-stage demon cultivator who absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, took the essence of heaven and earth, and cultivated the righteous fruit of heaven and earth.
In a flash, a four-legged elixir about the size of an apple appeared in Zhang Yang's hand. It was a first-grade foundation-building elixir that expanded and changed after absorbing the extra essence and blood.
As for this principle, does it count as the principle of popcorn? (*^_^*)!
In fact, at this moment, any object thrown into the curved force field will be contaminated with a large amount of spiritual effects, even a stone.
Because that drop of Jindan demon cultivator's blood essence would naturally be decomposed and separated after being compressed by high-speed rotation. Not to mention that the things of immortal cultivation are not controlled by the laws of physics, it just depends on how much pressure it faces.
What Zhang Yang did seemed nonsensical, but it was actually very correct because he was just following a principle.
I have a mill that is indestructible and can break anything! I don't care if you are a copper pea or an iron watermelon, I will throw you in and crush you with a crackling sound, and then you can naturally squeeze out the oil.
Then I threw in a foundation-building pill. The foundation-building pill could not be absorbed and utilized by the demon cultivator's spirit, but the separated spiritual effect was fine. So - I could happily dip it in the squeezed oil and eat it with rice.
As for how much energy will be wasted in this process, is that a problem I need to worry about? After swallowing the deformed foundation-building pill, Zhang Yang immediately ran the Heaven Stealing Qi Creation Mysterious Art. At this moment, he felt a more turbulent and vigorous spiritual energy river than before.
This is much faster than meditating hard to absorb the wisp of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
For a whole hour, wisps of white air came out of Zhang Yang's mouth and nose like little snakes, and were finally swallowed by him in one gulp.
Wonderful!
Zhang Yang opened his eyes, extremely excited.
Because according to this method, a drop of blood essence of a Jindan demon cultivator + a foundation-building pill can provide him with a breath of pure innate spiritual energy.
It's just such a waste.
It was definitely a waste, maybe not even one tenth of the spiritual effect was used, but did Zhang Yang have a choice now? He had to advance to the extraordinary level before the demon army discovered his level 6 royal city, otherwise he would be dead.
For the whole next day, Zhang Yang tried his best to recover his soul power.
He did not pursue speed. He only gained one breath of innate spiritual energy a day. This speed was already amazing. It was 30 times faster than when he used to cultivate one breath of innate spiritual energy once a month.
Over the next two months, Zhang Yang did not become more proficient or reduce waste. No, he was still as rough as ever.
What if I buy the box and return the pearl?
So what if you cook the crane and burn the piano and waste natural resources?
If you don’t agree, come and hit me.
However, the 73 breaths of his own spiritual energy were real gains.
But he couldn't go on, because he sensed the red-skinned monster, which was rushing madly towards his royal city.
"You bastard!"
Zhang Yang cursed, but he was not surprised.
The red-skinned monster must have had a miserable life in the past few months. It first tried hard to maintain the city's defenses and continuously expanded the city's defense force, hoping to rely on the Level 4 royal city to hold out.
Then there was a long, endless fighting day and night.
Maybe the red-skinned monster wanted to negotiate countless times, wanted to tell those damn demons that there was someone more sinister than me four thousand miles to the south, but how could the demons believe it so easily? So the fighting continued, and the siege continued.
Finally, when they ran out of ammunition and food, oh, no, the red-skinned monsters could actually hold on longer, the level 4 royal city was no joke, the city walls were very high, and the red-skinned monsters themselves had supernatural strength, the demons would have to wait at least until winter to capture it.
However, the angry and desperate red monster chose revenge.
The flames of revenge made him abandon his level 4 royal city and his soldiers. He broke out of the siege and headed straight for Zhang Yang.
(End of this chapter)
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