My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 494: Chapter 494

"What Your Majesty said is very true." A general with a big black beard in the army laughed. "Now that Jin Yuyan has left, Zhenyi Xizong has a grudge against Daoism. The so-called five-religion circle is nothing more than mediocre. His strongest point is Yue Dewen, and the weakest point is also the same."

This person is a martial arts master who joined the army halfway, and there are quite a few such masters who defected to join the army halfway.

Some came alone, and some came with a small team.

There was even a general who came to seek refuge with a large number of private soldiers.

The strength of these people is not trivial, and if they gather in large numbers, they will become a force of their own in the army. It formed two distinct camps from King Muli's original army.

"Now that Yue Dewen is injured, Daoism is in jeopardy, and the rest of the forces are at the mercy of the wind. As long as I wait to advance all the way, without delaying time, I will be able to reach Dadu in one fell swoop." The other general who defected halfway raised his glass and laughed.

Among the people present, there are dozens of military generals in total, and the weakest one is the super-rank of internal law. The few strong ones also have the realm of Sankong and Grandmaster.

At this time, amid this person's laughter, he actually felt a faint numbness in his body. Can't help but change color one after another.

They already thought that something was wrong with this group of guys who joined halfway, but now it seemed that something was more than something wrong.

Looking at the acquaintance and intimacy between these people and the prince, everyone knew it.

No one is a fool these days, how can they fail to see that these people are the people that the prince has ambushed in advance.

"From here to Dadu, there are still more than a month. There are many variables. It is rumored that the Weaving Elephant Army has already moved back. Although we have defeated Yue Dewen, there is still a Xuehong Pavilion to face. Don't be careless."

King Mu Li toasted and reminded with a smile.

"Besides, those brothers of mine are not ordinary people. There must be counter-attackers, so we have to guard against them." He continued.

Having said that, but now he has a lot of masters under his command, the masters of the Great Brightness League and the masters of the Qianjiao League have joined together, coupled with the huge background he has accumulated for many years.

There are also black and red list powerhouses to assist and join hands.

The army expanded smoothly all the way, and now it has reached nearly 800,000.

The logistics of the looted grain trucks required a full 300,000 civilian troops of various types to escort them. In addition, they had to search for granaries everywhere. If it wasn't for the Red Turban Army's early deployment, the logistics alone would have dragged Mu Li Wang's army to death this time.

But now that the situation has come, with such a general trend, who in Dadu can stop it? !

"In the current situation, even if the gods come in person, with the help of so many holy sons and masters in our army, and the gods and Buddhas descending, we can still make them come and go!" Kexiwo said calmly.

Today, there are dozens of spokespersons for the God-Buddhist sect gathered together by the Everbright Army.

With such a posture, and with the help of the huge consciousness condensed by the army, dozens of people descended together, and the attracted gods and Buddhas recognized Yue Dewen.

The power of the army helps the mind, and the power of the gods and Buddhas comes from the heart. The consciousness of the 800,000 troops is condensed into a momentum, and with a little help, a mountain will be pressed heavily in one direction, and the will of any god or buddha can be crushed in an instant.

During the fight, any opponent's spiritual generals and generals cannot use their own gods and Buddhas' will field to suppress their opponents.

On the contrary, the spirit generals of one's own side can greatly increase the will of gods and Buddhas with the help of military power, suppress opponents and weaken their strength.

This is the fundamental reason why the god general is so powerful and wants to lead the army.

What Kexiwo said was less than a handful of people present could understand.

And King Muli was naturally among them.

Hearing this, he clapped his hands and smiled.

"It's ridiculous that Yue Dewen condensed the circle of the five religions, thinking that he could use the power of the sects to fight against oppression. Unfortunately, his so-called borrowing power is just a mess of loose sand, which will collapse at the touch of a finger.

Originally thought that he had some basic strength besides the suppression of his power, but he never thought that he was also a silver-like pewter spearhead. "

"I'm also a little disappointed." Kosivo nodded. "In the first fight, he was able to take advantage of the momentum to overwhelm me and gain the upper hand. Now that the situation has changed, once he is suppressed, he is still far inferior to me. It's ridiculous and lamentable."

He looked really disappointed.

"By taking advantage of the situation, maybe he, the number one master in the world, just came here by taking advantage of the situation, and when the general situation goes away, he retreats like a wave, revealing his true colors."

"Your Majesty, don't be careless, most of the masters are like clouds, even if you don't need to use the momentum, there are also gods and generals. Among the few big nobles, each family has an earth mother to enshrine.

However, these people are like moths, gnawing on my great spirit's blood, refusing to obey the discipline of the royal family, disregarding the general trend of the world, and only caring about their own self-interest. Deserving death! "A ponytail woman with long purple hair said coldly.

"I'll think about the matter of the great nobles later. This group of people hold the spiritual seals and unite with the generals. They have the orthodox right to recognize the throne. Without the recognition of the spiritual seals, no one can sit firmly on the throne." King Muli's smile slowly subsided. . "But it doesn't matter. After I wait to preside over the overall situation, I will naturally have time to deal with them."

"It seems that the lord has already planned." Kocivo said with a smile.

"You have to fully support the crown." King Muli looked at him, and the two smiled at each other, and they had a tacit understanding with each other.

"Then how will Daoism deal with it then?" Someone asked aloud.

"Yue Dewen is a talent, if you are willing to submit to him, you can give him a position. If you don't want to, you can enter it into the list of secret religions and completely destroy the religion." King Muli said casually.

"Anyway, the injuries all over his body can't be recovered in a short time. Now that Yuxu Palace has withdrawn, and the sensing door seems to be in harmony with the outside world, the decline has already appeared, and there is no big threat."

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Inside Wushan Mansion.

Zhang Rongfang walked slowly on the street, looking around.

He only got the third characteristic talent, and now he plans to find a place to try it out.

The reputation of Renxian Temple has spread completely.

Everywhere on the street, you can hear the chatter of Taoist priests discussing the Taoist Temple of the Immortals.

Some people are curious, some are worried, some are afraid, and some are yearning.

Many of the deeds that everyone chatted about were done by people Zhang Rongfang had never heard of.

He remembers all bloodborns he transformed.

But if even he has never heard of it, it means that some blood descendants continue to create second-level blood descendants.

Although these blood descendants are close to him, they can also instinctively feel that the blood in his body may get out of control at any time.

So no matter how kind they feel, most of the blood descendants in the Human Immortal Temple took the initiative to leave and not stay in the wishing girl gorge for a long time.

Zhang Rongfang's height of 2.5 meters is also quite eye-catching on the street.

Not long.

A little girl with a runny nose and twin ponytails in a red bellyband appeared in his field of vision.

Due to the large amount of materials accumulated in Wushan Mansion and the unowned materials that have been found everywhere recently, there is no shortage of food in the city for the time being.

It's just because of the thugs, at a glance, many people have hung white silk in front of the door, and put a brazier for burning paper.

The little girl was squatting in front of the threshold of a wooden door, watching the paper money in the brazier being blown and brightened by the wind.

The paper money has been burnt to black ashes, but there is still a little spark in the innermost part.

When the wind blows, the black ash disperses, revealing the sparks inside, which are blown to light up.

Zhang Rongfang deliberately walked past the little girl, and accidentally dropped something from his pocket.

The thing rolled, and immediately ran to the little girl's feet.

She blinked, sniffed, and quickly picked up the thing.

It was a big copper coin, round and bright, and the patterns and characters on it were so worn that they couldn't be seen clearly.

One big money is equal to ten Wen.

"Huh? I seem to have dropped something just now?" Zhang Rongfang pretended to stop. He stopped, and moved his hands here and there on his body.

The little girl looked at him, and continued to squat by the brazier to watch the fire.

"." Zhang Rongfang was speechless.

"Little girl, did you see what I dropped?" He simply asked.

"No." The little girl was expressionless.

Zhang Rongfang glanced at the big money in her hand, speechless in his heart.

Immediately, he flicked his fingers, and a small stone precisely hit the big money in the little girl's hand. Knocked it out.

And the stone replaced the copper coin, and it continued to hold it.

Zhang Rongfang stepped back again, quickly picked up the big money, turned and left.

Because of the extremely fast speed, the little girl was still squatting in place, feeling nothing.

Relying on the way of accidentally dropping money, Zhang Rongfang wandered around the city for a long time.

Finally, about half an hour later, he found a little boy who picked up the money and offered to return it to him.

"To thank you for your honesty, this little puppet is given to you." Zhang Rongfang finally gave away his puppet as an excuse.

The little boy was filthy all over, his eyes were bright, and although his clothes were dirty, it could be seen that they were neatly tidied up, as if he was from a good background.

"Puppet?" Before he could recover, the puppet was already in his hands.

Just as the boy was about to ask, Zhang Rongfang was no longer in sight.

Under the setting sun, he looked at the puppet in his hand and felt a strange feeling for no reason.

The workmanship of the puppet is very fine, the joints can move everywhere, and the facial features are drawn with red lines.

It also has long black hair specially made for it.

The boy held the puppet, and some thought it was too precious, but the one who had just given it to him could not be found anymore.

Sighing, he could only pick up the puppet, his face somewhat happy.

"In this way, it's not considered cannibalism, right?"

With the little puppet, he thought that his younger brother would like this, so he immediately quickened his pace and rushed towards home.

It was dark, near sunset.

Running all the way, the boy came to a somewhat desolate and quiet alley in a short while.

The floor of the alley is full of undulating stone bricks. On the surface of the gray stone bricks, there is a thick black mud accumulated over many years.

A blind old man was sitting at the door of a house in an alley with a chair in his hand, slowly pulling an erhu in his hand, making intermittent and bleak music.

Holding the puppet, the boy carefully avoided the old man so as not to hit him.

The alley is too narrow, and if you are not careful, you will bump into each other's chair legs.

Walking all the way to the innermost part, the boy smiled again, and trotted into a small room with an open door.

"Ah Kuan! Look what I got today?" He showed off to a little boy sitting by the bed in the room while holding a puppet.

The younger boy, seven or eight years old, was peeling potatoes with a knife. Wen Yan raised his head and saw the puppet in his brother's hand.

"It's a little wooden man!" There was a hint of surprise on his thin face.

"Brother, where did you get it?" Ah Kuan stood up, took the puppet handed by his brother, his eyes seemed to be shining.

"Such a fine wooden figure must be very expensive, right?" Suddenly the light in his eyes darkened again, "Let's return it, we are running out of money."

"It's okay, I'm on the street today." My brother quickly explained what just happened.

Since their parents died at the hands of thugs, the two brothers fled into the city and found an empty house to live in. Now they have spent a lot of money in their hands, and they have been worried about the future and depressed.

Now is a rare time to be happy.

It's just that neither of them noticed that the eye pattern on the puppet's face seemed to have turned slightly.