Longevity Through the Path of Survival: Starting with Playing the Suona, Funeral Cultivation Begins

Song Ling proposed the idea of ​​forming a funeral camp.

The Generalissimo's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he nodded repeatedly:

"Zi Gui, these are all words of wisdom for seeking a country. No wonder your Huben Brigade is more powerful than other troops."

So, with a wave of his hand, he ordered each brigade to form funeral camps.

Moreover, military advisor Liu Xuanji further explained this so-called funeral camp.

This includes setting up camps, building bridges and paving roads, and burying the dead.

Not only that, each funeral camp must be equipped with three or five Feng Shui masters.

The more Bai Yu listened, the more something was wrong. Isn't this a professional engineering soldier?

It seems that as the war progresses, the rebels have become more and more professional, and even the engineering corps has been differentiated.

He reacted immediately.

The establishment of the funeral camp was clearly the idea of ​​the generalissimo and military advisor.

It was just to give Song Ling a chance to gain credit, so he was allowed to bring it up.

Anyone who reacted a little faster should have understood that the Generalissimo wanted Song Ling to be the new division commander.

Bai Yu hopes that Song Ling will rise higher and higher.

The thicker his thighs are, the easier it will be for him to act.

Sure enough, the funeral errand of Song Ling's brigade fell on Bai Yu's head.

Bai Yu didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains from attending a meeting.

At this time, the generalissimo pretended to listen to the opinions of everyone else.

Then he waved his hand and said:

"I have finished what I want to say today. The generals should go back and prepare first."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the map on the wall behind him in trance.

All the generals naturally bowed and retired one by one.

Bai Yu bowed and exited.

Suddenly, the Grand Marshal suddenly turned around and looked at Bai Yu, his eyes blazing.

"You have a problem with me?"

The Grand Marshal is a ninth-grade divine transformation state.

When you reach the realm of divine transformation, your six senses are channeled.

He has developed intuition and can instinctively detect the enemy's gaze and malice.

Bai Yu showed a strange emotion when he heard "Ba Wan", and was immediately caught by the Generalissimo.

He stared at Bai Yu intently, waiting for Bai Yu's reply.

Bai Yu hurriedly lowered his head and said:

"I don't dare, it's really because the generalissimo looks a bit like an old friend of mine."

The general's expression softened slightly:

"It seems that you are dissatisfied with this old man."

Bai Yu tentatively said:

"That old friend sells some very real fakes on the black market. People who have been tricked by him can be queued from Jiangcheng to Lancheng next door."

The Generalissimo smiled noncommittally, waved his hand and said:

"It seems I have misunderstood you. Please step back."

Bai Yu breathed a sigh of relief and resigned.

Returning to the camp, Song Ling took Bai Yu and said:

"Old Liu, I won't hide it from you. My uncle and grandpa said that if I do well this time, I can take another step forward and form the Huangyan Division."

"You work hard and help me build the funeral camp. Your benefits will be indispensable in the future."

Bai Yu is now Song Ling's absolute confidant, so the job of the funeral camp is naturally his.

He was happy in his heart, but pretended to be embarrassed on the surface:

"Song Shuai, there is no problem in setting up a funeral camp."

"But what I heard from the military advisor is that this funeral camp is probably going to have a very heavy task, and it will require a lot of tools. How can we find all the equipment in this barren mountain in a short time?"

Song Ling patted Bai Yu's shoulder and said:

"It's okay, Lao Liu, you are one of your own. I will give you a general order in the future. Everyone in the funeral camp can freely enter and exit the military camp and go out to purchase various supplies."

Bai Yu then nodded, indicating that he would do a good job.

With the power of free entry and exit, it is much easier to convey some information to the outside world.

If Du Jian cooperates well, he can kill the rebel cultivators in one fell swoop this time and then completely destroy the rebels.

That night, Bai Yu sat cross-legged in the big tent.

The blood evil internal force in his body moves in a strange trajectory.

Circle after circle, Bai Yu's whole body was dyed with blood.

After a moment, Bai Yu's body's blood evil inner force suddenly shrank towards his dantian.

A drop of liquid blood suddenly condensed in his dantian.

And among the other eight acupuncture points on his body, there is also a ball of blood evil internal energy.

Nine blood evil turns, the first turn was successful!

The Secret Technique of the Nine Transformations of Blood Fiend usually uses a special method to hide the internal energy in nine acupuncture points.

Once you face an enemy, activate the blood evil internal power inside and fully stimulate your potential, which can temporarily increase your strength by 50%!

After successfully cultivating the ninth level of Blood Fiend, he has another trump card.

Bai Yu was determined.

In the days that followed, Bai Yu organized the funeral camp in an orderly manner and managed it in an orderly manner.

Then, it’s time to wait quietly for the big battle in half a month.

If the army won this battle and successfully killed the evil cultivators, then everything would be fine.

If the rebels win, Bai Yu can also receive a large reward from the funeral camp.

Finally, half a month passed by in a flash.

The generalissimo handed down the latest military order.

The entire camp was in a commotion, and teams were marching towards various places.

Chiyan and Xuanshui acted as suspects and attacked the two counties in the northwest corner respectively.

Sure enough, the Xuanwu Army was mobilized and divided into two groups to rescue two counties.

In the big tent, Song Ling laughed loudly:

"It's such a mess, the whole northwest of the county is in chaos."

"Now it's our turn to step forward and show off."

Song Ling led the Tiger Brigade and marched directly to Anping County.

By capturing Anping County, the rebel territory in the southeast corner was consolidated!

Bai Yu followed the Huben Brigade and rushed all the way to the outside of Anping County.

Song Ling first drove the people outside the city to attack the city and consume the arrows of the defenders.

When they had almost consumed all the arrows, he waved his hand fiercely.

"The bronze-armored corpses lead the way, and the Tiger Brigade charges!"

Five thousand elite soldiers, led by several bronze-armored corpses, launched a charge towards the city wall.

Those bronze-armored corpses jumped repeatedly, stepped on the pile of dead bodies, and actually jumped onto the several-foot-high city wall.

They were all invulnerable to swords and guns, and they killed a bloody path on the city wall.

The other soldiers of the Tiger Brigade climbed up the city wall with ladders.

A fierce fight broke out.

At this time, Bai Yu was lying on a rocking chair, eating a piece of fruit from time to time, which was so comfortable.

"I have fought all my life, can't I enjoy it?"

He is now the confidant of the main general and the Sima of the funeral camp.

He can do whatever he wants in the entire Tiger Brigade.

Song Ling doesn't care about him.

On the battlefield, the rebel Tiger Brigade advanced and sang, killing the defenders and making the blood flow like a river.

Seeing that Anping County was about to be broken, a loud shout came from the city wall.

"Feng Yuqing is here, how dare the rebels act rashly."

But a sturdy old man appeared on the city wall, with angry beard and hair, like a lion.

He held a saber in his hand and swept it across, and a several-foot-long sharp sword aura shot out.

A copper-armored corpse was cut in half on the spot.

Wherever the sword aura passed, all the rebel soldiers were cut.

The flesh and blood on the city wall were like rain.

Feng Yuqing, the innate warrior, was waiting in Anping County!

Bai Yu jumped up from the rocking chair in shock:

"Gathering Qi into Gang, a congenital warrior!"

Song Ling was confident and laughed:

"Anping County is an important town in the southeast, it is normal to have a master in charge."

Bai Yu said:

"Master, that is a congenital warrior, our Tiger Brigade will suffer heavy casualties!"

Song Ling smiled mysteriously and said nothing.

At this moment, a black gas shot out from the horizon.

The evil Li Xianshi has finally arrived!