Chapter 503: The trap camp that our ancestors had built
He Yimou’s idea was not new, but he was quite bold, because his proposal was actually very feasible, but how to implement it was a big problem.
Although sword practitioners have the friendship of fellow disciples and help each other, and they practice the same sword art, they can minimize the differences when they join forces to form a sword formation.
This was once attempted by Zhang Yangzhu, Jiang Rong, He Yimou, Zhao Baiyi and others. With absolute trust in each other, the ten-man sword formation they formed could reduce the difference to 2%.
A sword formation of twenty people can only reduce the difference to 3%.
If it is a sword formation of 100 people, the difference will reach more than 10%.
Only by changing to a four-person sword formation or a three-person sword formation can the difference be reduced to about 1%.
As for the double sword formation, it can be completely identical and perfect, like Zhao Baiyi and Tao Yao, a couple who have been inseparable since the secular world.
But can a two-person sword formation still be called a sword formation? Without the advantages brought by the differences, it will be quickly dragged down.
Therefore, He Yimou's idea is good. They can tolerate differences in ordinary sword techniques and sword formations, and the effects will not change too much.
If you activate the Zhenwu Divine Seal at the same time, you're seeking death!
"Master, Taoyao and I will stop researching other divine seals and focus on practicing the Zhenwu Divine Seal. The two of us will each be responsible for half, and there should be a high probability that we can release the Zhenwu Divine Seal in the shortest possible time."
Zhao Baiyi stood up and said at this time.
"Can."
Zhang Yang agreed. For now, this was the only way to activate the Zhenwu Divine Seal. After all, they had always loved each other and were almost in tune with each other.
"Zhao Baiyi, Tao Yao, you two wait, maybe there are better candidates." Zhang Yang suddenly had an idea and thought of the butcher's 13,500 sword fetuses. They were guys who shared life and death together. When it comes to trust in their companions, they trust them far more than core disciples like He Yimou.
Of course, this does not mean that He Yimou, Jiang Rong, Li Guohuai and others are not loyal to Zhang Yang, nor does it mean that they are scheming against each other. In fact, after countless battles, their friendship is beyond doubt.
However, trying to make them one is more difficult than killing them.
Because they all practiced different sword techniques and had their own philosophies, such as Jiang Rong's Jiangshan sword intent, Li Guohuai's Caomang sword intent, Zhao Baiyi's Lige sword intent and so on.
Each of them is talented, has rich life experience, and has his own ideals and fighting methods. It is really difficult to change their inherent combat modes.
As soon as she thought about it, Tiandao girl acted quickly and took the Butcher and nine other best sealed sword embryos from the ground veins of the Tianjian Sect's mountain gate in the small world.
With a wave of Zhang Yang's hand, the seal was completely removed. The next moment, powerful sword intent gushed out like a volcano, and the true spirits of the butcher and others could be vaguely seen.
At this time, Zhang Yang injected the power of the law again, and these forces quickly recast a more perfect body for the butcher. This body was recast with the sword embryo as the core, so it had the strength of the Golden Core Realm as soon as it was formed.
Not only that, due to Zhang Yang's unsparing cultivation during the fifth sequence, the true spirits of the Butcher and others were directly at the three-leaf level. Of course, this was also because the souls of the butcher's ten people were too excellent.
"Congratulations, everyone. You have been reborn."
Zhang Yang spoke first. He was hesitating about how to explain the fact that all the families of the butcher and others had died of old age.
"How many years have passed? It feels like a long time has passed."
The butcher looked around, confused, and so were the other nine people. They had actually been awake all along, and the fact that the sword embryo was sealed did not affect their ability to slowly comprehend the sword techniques. In short, at this moment they had completely accepted their identity as Jindan realm sword cultivators, and would not make a fuss about anything.
“Three thousand years.” Zhang Yang decided to lie instantly. Or maybe it wasn’t really a lie. After all, the difficulty of jumping from the fifth sequence to the fourth sequence could not be offset by just three thousand years.
"We have come from the fifth sequence to the fourth sequence. The journey has been quite difficult. As of today, we have just arrived. But even so, we have already consumed almost all of our resources. For the time being, we can only awaken ten of your sword embryos. As for the ordinary people, I can only say that I am very sorry."
Zhang Yang sounded very apologetic, and the implication was naturally clear.
The ten butchers were all smart, and their faces darkened instantly, but no one roared in anger or blamed Zhang Yang, after all, they were the ones who brought this upon themselves.
"How long can my old brothers live?"
The butcher asked again.
"An expeditionary force of 13,500 people, not a single one will be missing. But as I said, our resources have been exhausted, and it may take a long time to wake them up."
"I see. What do you need us to do?"
The butcher was very straightforward.
Zhang Yang looked straight into his eyes, then glanced at the other nine people's faces. Finally, he couldn't help but ask: "You, and everyone else, are you really willing to trust me completely?"
Hearing this, the butcher suddenly smiled and said, "Believe you? No, Mr. Zhang Yang, we know nothing about you, so we can't say whether we believe you or not, but we absolutely believe in Crab, so if he asks us to follow you, we will not say a word, even if he asks us to die again. Of course, if you order us to turn the blade against our own people, we will kill you first! Is this answer okay?"
"Yes, of course. Then I have one last question. Butcher, your name is Tu Doudou, right? Can you and the nine brothers around you trust each other? No, it's not quite right to ask this. What I mean is that I have a powerful magical power that requires each of you ten to master one-tenth of it and then join together. Well, you understand what I mean, right? This is not a question of trust or not, but cooperation between you..."
"We can!"
Without waiting for Zhang Yang to finish, the butcher said with a relaxed look, as if this was just a trivial matter like scrambled eggs with leeks.
"This kind of magical power is very complex and powerful, comparable to that of a demigod. Do you know what a demigod is like, butcher? I think you need to try it." Zhang Yang said earnestly.
"We can."
The butcher raised his chin proudly, and the nine big men around him all showed the same arrogant expression.
"Because we are the trap camp!"
"Let alone the ten of us, even if we have a hundred or a thousand people, I can still give the same answer. If we talk about coordination, who in the world can be our opponent?"
The butcher's words were so powerful that not only was Zhang Yang stunned, but everyone else also looked unconvinced.
"Okay, three hundred people. I have three hundred people who can do it. The rest may not be as good, but I promise that they will be much better than you in terms of coordination."
The butcher added again.
"Okay, let's give it a try. Zhao Baiyi, you take the butcher and other brothers to comprehend the Zhenwu Divine Seal. Put away your contempt and divide the Zhenwu Divine Seal into ten parts. The difficulty of practicing and mastering it will drop dozens of times."
Zhang Yang gave orders loudly. He was really looking forward to it. After all, he had heard of the name of the Xianzhen Camp for a long time. Especially according to his previous speculation, the earth's civilization from the prehistoric times to the Qin and Han dynasties, including the Three Kingdoms period where the Xianzhen Camp was located, might have occurred in the fourth sequence.
This is to say, don’t look down on certain beings in the fifth sequence, because their ancestors must have been wealthy, even if the period of their wealth was very short, like a meteor.
Of course, the Butcher and his Xianzhen Camp core are definitely not the original Xianzhen Camp. After all, if the original Xianzhen Camp really existed in the fourth sequence, then every Xianzhen soldier would be at least demigod-level.
But even so, perhaps some miracles can still be created.
What Zhang Yang is most looking forward to now is a miracle.
(End of this chapter)
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