Seeing Hong Yi's behavior, Ye Zheng didn't say much and remained silent.
Soon, the two returned to their respective tents to rest.
Ye Zheng did not fall asleep directly, but started to ponder the martial arts of the human immortal. Now that the strength of his internal organs has been perfect, he only needs to practice blood before he can become a martial saint.
As a complete set of dragon-elephant seals were performed, the phantoms of dragons and elephants appeared behind Ye Zheng, and dragon roars and elephant roars were heard continuously. Vast wolf smoke energy rose above the entire tent.
Ye Zheng's blood and energy kept churning like the scorching sun in a furnace. There was a faint shadow of a dragon surrounding his body. The phantom of the Qilin on his right arm hesitated and merged with the power of the dragon essence, and gradually changed its shape.
It was a bit like a combination of a dragon and a Qilin, emanating waves of majestic aura and a violent aura that had nowhere to vent.
After Hong Yi returned to the tent, his soul escaped from his body. As soon as he floated out of the tent, a rolling heat wave rolled over.
Fortunately, Hong Yi's Taoist skills had been cultivated to a certain level, and the aftermath of his qi and blood could not cause any impact on him.
Looking at the rising smoke of spirit and the blood and energy as strong as the scorching sun above Ye Zheng's tent, Hong Yi was filled with envy.
"I don't know when I can reach Brother Ye's level. My strength is still too low. If Brother Ye hadn't been here today, I'm afraid Yan Zhen, the old fox, would have taken advantage of me."
Hong Yi said in a low voice, and soon a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Early morning of the second day.
Ye Zheng stood majestically in front of hundreds of Green Camp soldiers, with the energy and blood surging in his body, bringing great pressure to these hundreds of soldiers.
"What about the five captains?"
Hong Yi looked at the hundreds of crooked Green Camp soldiers and felt dissatisfied. He thought they were even worse than a mob.
After exchanging a glance with Ye Zheng, Hong Yi immediately gave orders to capture the five captains, pull down their trousers, press them on a bench, and beat them with sticks. Then they immediately told him everything they knew.
It turned out that these five captains had accepted money and wanted to dampen the prestige of the commander Hong Yi.
"Brother Hong, this was probably done by the Daluo Sect. The old fox Yan Zhen and his men were just intimidated by me. I'm afraid they won't seek trouble for themselves, nor will they use such a stupid method."
Ye Zheng pondered for a while before speaking to Hong Yi.
Hong Yi just smiled bitterly and didn't say much.
With Ye Zheng's aura and blood that were as powerful as those of a peak martial saint, Hong Yi quickly integrated a group of rabble and selected a new captain from them.
The only drawback is that a battalion consists of only more than 300 people.
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On a cliff facing the sea behind the Green Camp, Ye Zheng's soul left his body and his physical body sat cross-legged opposite. A little further away was Hong Yi's physical body.
Hong Yi's soul had already flown away and entered the vast ocean.
"Now, of the five great demon gods in the Amitabha Sutra, I can gather the first four at will, but I dare not try the last one, the Destruction King. The Treasure Moonlight King Body is also completely perfected. The next step is the Treasure Sunlight King Body. I am afraid that I need the power of the ghost fairy who can break through the barrier of life and death to completely cultivate it."
Just as Ye Zheng was muttering to himself, Hong Yi's soul, wrapped in a bright bead, flew back.
As the bead flew towards Ye Zheng, Hong Yi's soul also returned to his body.
Ye Zheng was one step ahead of Hong Yi, his soul returned to his body, and he caught the flying bead. Then a huge aura rose from the sea, and a graceful figure followed Hong Yi.
The energy and blood in Ye Zheng's body immediately surged.
"The power of Qi and blood is comparable to that of a peak martial saint, humph."
Chan Yinsha snorted coldly, feeling a little afraid of Ye Zheng, and then turned her gaze to Hong Yi.
Hong Yi smiled bitterly, knowing that he was in the wrong.
"Since you have already reached the realm of ghost immortal, why do you still want to snatch the pearl of the tiger clam?"
Hong Yi looked at Chan Yinsha who was intimidated by Ye Zheng and did not take any action for the time being, and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"The pearl formed by this giant clam is the Yuanpin Heavenly Pearl, which can help me enter the realm of Martial Saint. The Martial Saint realm can extend my life by 150 years, so that I have time to survive the thunder tribulation and no longer have the mystery of being in the womb."
Chan Yinsha looked at Ye Zheng, who had no intention of taking action, so she couldn't help but explain what was in Hong Yi's hand.
"This, Brother Ye, I don't know..."
Hong Yi was in a bit of a dilemma.
"It doesn't matter. Since Ye has given something to Brother Hong, it's up to Brother Hong to decide how to deal with it."
Ye Zheng had no problem with this, but he found Hong Yi's behavior a little funny.
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“I, Hong, have a secret technique here that is enough to offset the value of your Yuanpin Dzi Bead. If you can cultivate it into a Nascent Soul, you will live for more than a thousand years.” Hong Yi then threw a book of thunder secret techniques that he had memorized clearly to Chan Yinsha.
Chan Yinsha's heart trembled when she heard Hong Yi's words. With trembling hands, she flipped the Thunder Spell in her hand and looked at the immortal cultivation techniques on it. For a moment, she was a little dazed.
"I, Chan Yinsha, owe you this spell. The Yuanpin Dzi Bead will be yours. Remember, I am the Silver Shark King, one of the eight great demon fairies in the world."
After saying this, Chan Yinsha was about to leave.
"Miss Yinsha, please stay." When Hong Yi saw Chan Yinsha was about to leave, he couldn't help but ask her to stay.
"What's wrong?" Chan Yinsha looked at Hong Yi warily.
"Miss Yinsha, you misunderstood. I just wanted to invite you to visit me. I have a lot of experience in practicing the Thunder Art, so I can give you some pointers."
Seeing that Chan Yinsha had some misunderstanding, Hong Yi immediately hurried to explain.
"Oh, in that case I'm sorry to bother you." Chan Yinsha listened to Hong Yi's words and did not refuse too much. After all, it was a new cultivation system and she didn't understand it very well.
Looking at Hong Yi's operations, Ye Zheng wanted to give him a double-click 666, but he just followed behind the two of them and watched Hong Yi continue to improve his relationship with Chan Yinsha.
Back to the camp, inside the tent.
Hong Yi immediately taught Chan Yinsha how to practice the immortal way.
Ye Zheng shook his head helplessly, took out the pills he had collected for the Qi training period from his storage bag, and threw them to Hong Yi who was guiding Zen Yinsha in his practice.
Hong Yi looked at Ye Zheng with gratitude.
Under Hong Yi's guidance, Zen Silver Sha quickly developed a sense of Qi. After taking the pill handed over by Hong Yi, she gathered her magic power and her Qi rose steadily. She trained Qi at the first level, the second level, the third level...
He stopped only when he reached the peak of Qi training. Hong Yi beside him secretly smacked his lips, "This talent is probably better than mine. This Thunder Art seems to be designed for him naturally."
After a long time, Chan Yinsha recovered from her training state. "This Thunder Art is truly mysterious. I feel like even if I stop training, this body can still live for 150 years."
"Miss Yinsha is really talented. I am ashamed of myself as she is not as good as her." Hong Yi couldn't help but sigh.
"Okay, I won't disturb you guys from chatting anymore." Ye Zheng looked at Hong Yi from the side, getting a little impatient, and turned around and walked out of the tent.