White paper fairy city.
South of the city.
Paper man colossus, hidden formation space.
Ning Zhuo sat cross-legged in mid-air, holding the Qian Mo Treasure Lamp with both hands, and had already refined it by 80%.
In the corner, Wen Nephrite's portrait clone kept a close eye on Ning Zhuo, and once the latter made a move to flee with the treasure, there would be a reaction.
At this moment, Ning Zhuo's eyes were slightly closed, he was quite calm on the surface, but he made big waves in his heart!
All because he used the 80% connection of the Qian Mo lamp, but he peeked into the scene of the underworld.
In a dark cave, large areas of paper figures and soldiers were closely arranged. The armor, as thin as cicada wings, rustled in the cold wind, and each carapace leaf was decorated with stars painted in cinnabar.
Their faces all looked like they were wearing makeup, their eyebrows were inserted diagonally into their temples, and their two rouge blush looked like old blood stains. The lip line is extremely thin and pursed into a thin slit.
In the front row is a large number of paper bull cavalry.
The paper man cavalry held a zhangba paper spear, and their bodies were all tall and burly.
The hooves of paper cows are covered with silver horseshoes made of tin foil. The eyes of those livestock were all embedded with glass beads, and the light floated in the cold wind. There are still traces of bamboo strips in the folds of the cow's neck.
When the cold wind swept over the cow's back, the cardboard turned into fine ripples, revealing the locust wood skeleton wrapped inside, and there were soul-entangled charms on the skeleton.
After the cavalry, there are gun and shield pawns.
These paper soldiers are the most numerous, and each of them is equipped with a talisman paper spear and a talisman paper shield as standard.
After the gun and shield pawn, there were eight hundred cows holding crossbow paper puppets and tense crossbow machines
There are paper arrows on the strings, the arrow clusters are soaked in corpse wax, and the feathers at the end of the arrows are fragments of the paper banners on the grave.
In the center, there are thirty-six chariots. The three gods sitting on the yoke of the carriage were all three heads and six arms, each holding cloud gongs, wind flags, and rain flags, but the copper bells hanging at the four corners of the canopy were wrapped in white linen and silent.
In the very center of the chariot encirclement, the battle flag of the Chinese army was erected.
The nine-foot and nine-foot plain silk banner is rolled up, and the flag is not embroidered with dragons and tigers, but is full of death spells cut with gold leaf. The top of the flagpole is not the head of the gun, but the papier-mâché soul-attracting banner, where the seven-fold flag tail hangs, tens of thousands of paper coins are tied into tassels, and each copper coin square hole is pierced with a red thread of hair thickness.
And in front of the battle flag, there stood proudly a paper man marshal.
He carried three battle flags on his back, his hands empty, and he had no weapons. Dressed in bright colored paper armor, his eyes were dark, as if he had not opened his eyes, and he was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, just waiting for the order to be issued and brazenly start the conquest!
This is a paper-bound army of thousands of people, with cavalry, chariots, crossbows, soldiers, and even Chinese generals!
Not only is there a variety of troops, but the military appearance moves Ning Zhuo. It is the golden watchman who is not frightened, the sword and halberd are like a forest, the armor is dense, and the tiger is cloudy.
"My mother actually buried an army of paper men in the underworld!"
Although Ning Zhuo had seen such an army for the first time, his experience in the two Zhu Kingdoms and his connection with Qian Modeng knew that this paper man army was very elite, far surpassing his own machine army, and also exceeding the three generals' camps, which could be compared to the Red Flower Camp.
"This handwriting is too big. If I use this army, if the timing is right, it may overturn the situation in the city."
"Oh, I almost forgot, my military position is gone."
Soon after Ning Zhuo left the two Zhu countries, he found that his military advisor seals and other items were invalid.
Although it was also within his expectations, when he found it, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
The amazing discovery made Ning Zhuo have more doubts: "Although the white paper fairy city is
There is a city guard, but there is no establishment. Although the army created is powerful, it is not organized, how can there be art of war, and how can the true power of the army be exerted?'
After talking to the clone of the White Paper City Lord, Ning Zhuo knew many things about the White Paper Immortal City.
Although the city guards of the White Paper Immortal City are powerful, they have not formed an army and do not enjoy the convenience of formation.
Therefore, they all relied on the defense formation of the White Paper Immortal City to fight defensively, and they struggled to resist the ghost tide attacking the city again and again, and had no ability to fight back.
It is not so easy to build an army.
Even if it was a white paper immortal city, entrenched in the Yinchao Black Swamp Wetland, it was obtaining the most resources, but at present, it had not done so.
Now the problem is, without the establishment of an army, this paper man army cannot exert its real strength, and even a false evaluation is not so excessive.
"And?!"
The next discovery made Ning Zhuo even more suspicious.
It turns out that there is not only one such paper man army, but also in various hidden corners of the underworld, some underground, some in the valley, there are paper man armies hidden.
The military appearance of these armies is similar, and the numbers are basically similar.
"This shouldn't be my mother's arrangement." Ning Zhuo had a new judgment.
"Although my mother is a true disciple of the super big faction and has a golden elixir cultivation, her financial resources are not enough to support such a big handwriting."
In this regard, although Ning Zhuo is a layman, he has a general judgment.
Let's put it this way, according to his current strong financial resources, it is quite choking to build a paper army!
Normally, the lifelong financial resources of a primordial infant-level cultivator are far from enough
According to Ning Zhuo's observation, every general in the paper army, once opened, will have the combat power of the Yuan Ying level!
There are already four of these armies that Ning Zhuo discovered.
As he continued to refine and deepen his connection with Qian Mo Deng, maybe there would be an army in the future.
His guess soon came true.
When Ning Zhuo completely refined the Qian Mo Lantern, he found a total of seven paper man armies. The last of these armies is still a little less than half in size.
"Huh?" Ning Zhuo observed carefully and found that in the seventh army, soldiers were accumulating.
The bamboo skeleton had already been built, and a pale talisman paper was produced out of thin air and floated on the bamboo bone. The mark of the talisman appeared on the paper, very slowly, at this speed, not a single talisman could be drawn for half a day.
It was like an invisible hand silently tying paper.
Although the whole process was slow, it revealed a sense of firmness and forbearance.
Ning Zhuo calmed down, felt it carefully, and his heart was shaken again: "This is the power of the White Paper Immortal City itself!"
It was this immortal city in the underworld, silently weaving an army of paper men.
At its rate, it would take at least decades to build such an army.
Seven Paper Man Army......
This is the silent accumulation over the years!
"So, who founded the White Paper Immortal City in the first place? What will be his purpose?"
Ning Zhuo discovered the core secret of the White Paper Immortal City!
"Does the contemporary white paper city lord know this secret?"
Ning Zhuo thought for a while and felt that it was unlikely.
The reason is simple.
At the beginning, when his mother came to the White Paper Immortal City, the city was almost destroyed in the ghost tide. If the White Paper City Lord knew that there was still such a trump card, how could he turn to the Vientiane Sect for help?
Do you really think that this kind of help is priceless?
Look at today's Wen Nephrite, as a representative of the Vientiane Sect, isn't he always stationed in this city, but a high-ranking official of the White Paper Immortal City?
It is conceivable that every year the White Paper Immortal City will send a large amount of income to the Vientiane Sect.
And here, it is not just the Vientiane Sect.
There are also demon sects such as the Soul Devouring Sect, which also arranged a branch. Otherwise, Ning Zhuo would not have acted with this level of identity until now.
"After my mother made the arrangements here, did she inform the city lord of the blank paper?
Ning Zhuo couldn't help but frown even tighter.
This situation is much more complicated.
Because to consider this issue, we have to consider Meng Yaoyin's true position.
"My mother is kind and tolerant, and she does not sacrifice her own life to protect the city, and she is a model of righteousness. But she is also the true inheritance of the Vientiane Sect, what is her relationship with the Vientiane Sect?"
If Meng Yaoyin had directly reported this matter to the sect, it would be easier to judge.
The key is that back then, Meng Yaoyin would rather report to the sect, saying that she had lost the palace lamp and lost the election at the Feiyun Conference, but she also insisted on covering up the matter. What is it for?
There are many doubts!
Ning Zhuo couldn't figure it out for a while, which caused Sun Lingtong to ask with concern: "Xiao Zhuo, have you encountered difficulties in refining? I have theft skills, maybe I can help you think of a way."
Ning Zhuo shook his head and told the details.
Sun Lingtong was surprised at first: "This Qian Mo Lantern is a magic weapon level, and it can be quickly refined by you, Xiao Zhuo, I thought it would take at least three days and three nights."
Ning Zhuo realized in hindsight: "Mechanical creation is not one, and the difficulty of refining has always been much easier than ordinary magic weapons."
"However, even so, I refine it really fast!"
"Perhaps, I have my mother's blood flowing in my body, and there is a reason for this?"
Sun Lingtong: "This is not our focus at the moment."
"Xiaozhuo, you have such a big discovery, you are so lucky!"
"See if you can extract these paper figure armies and hide them on ourselves?"
Ning Zhuo immediately shook his head: "It's hard to compare to ascending to the sky!"
The paper man army is the work of the White Paper Immortal City itself, and if you want to steal it back, you must dispatch the prohibition of the White Paper Immortal City itself, and you must also overcome the practical obstacles of yin and yang.
Even if Ning Zhuo refined the Qian Mo Lantern, it was only perception and could not be stolen.
"Ah, this is a pity, what a pity." In the midst of the dragon, Sun Lingtong held his head and lamented.
This feeling was so uncomfortable for him, it was like walking into the treasure mountain and returning empty-handed!
"No, no!"
"I don't believe it yet. Little clumsy!"
Sun Lingtong's temperament surged up, and he called out: "Is there no other way to influence them except to feel these armies?"
"This is not ......" Ning Zhuo suddenly hesitated.
Sun Lingtong knew Ning Zhuo so well that his eyes immediately burst into brilliance, and he snorted twice in anger: "Let me just say, Xiao Zhuo, your mother is powerful, no less than my master. How can there be only such a simple arrangement?"
"Tell me, don't hide it from me anymore!"
Ning Zhuo said: "After I completely refine the Qian Mo Lantern, I can use this lamp to escape my soul, directly instille it into a certain paper man, and activate it. Boss, you:
Sun Lingtong waved his hand, interrupted Ning Zhuo's words, then raised his head and laughed: "I'm going!"
Just as Sun Lingtong knew Ning Zhuo, Ning Zhuo also knew Sun Lingtong.
The reason why Ning Zhuo hid it was because he was worried that Sun Lingtong's temperament would come up and he would have to take risks.
Ning Zhuo naturally wouldn't deceive Sun Lingtong, but it was okay to press the table.
Now, Sun Lingtong discovered this section, and sure enough, as Ning Zhuo thought, he was too unwilling to take the risk, and he couldn't stop it.
"Boss, this situation is worse than before."
"In Fire Persimmon Immortal City, if you are imprisoned in a cell, I can still do some things up and down to get you out. Now you want to go to the underworld, and if you want to be imprisoned, I can't help it."
Sun Lingtong was reminded by Ning Zhuo's reminder and smiled: "Xiaozhuo, you know me, if I don't go this time, I will scratch my heart with a hundred claws.
He vigorously persuaded him to first say that Ning Zhuo's mechanism ring did not warn him, and said that there was a hanging thread between him and Ning Zhuo, even if it fell, Ning Zhuo would be strong in the future, and he would be able to rescue him, and he also said that if he could steal a paper man general, wouldn't he have the combat power of the Yuan Ying level?
"Let me ask you, aren't you curious about the layout of the White Paper Immortal City?"
"If you just look at it like this in the human world and don't explore, how can you know more secrets?
"Don't worry, I know the weight, I have a strong feeling that there will definitely be a big gain here!"
Ning Zhuo wanted to roll his eyes: "Boss, you say that every time."
He rubbed the mechanism ring, but when he saw that the latter never responded, he had to let go: "It's okay, it's okay."
"I'll send you down secretly."
"Let's agree on a time, and when the time comes, you will come back. Don't be too lazy, or I'll go save you myself.
How can I say it, my brother, who has lived back-to-back in Fire Persimmon Immortal City for so many years, what else can he do?
He had no doubt about Ning Zhuo's determination, knowing that the other party would definitely take risks and leave his body to save himself.
Sun Lingtong did not hesitate to do so, but he loved Ning Zhuo, and immediately reminded himself that he had to act cautiously this time and not implicate his good brothers.
"Seven armies are seven directions, boss, where are you going?"
Sun Lingtong did not hesitate: "The farthest, the farthest."
The farthest army is the seventh, which is not yet complete.
Ning Zhuo continued to pretend to refine the Qian Mo Lantern, but secretly sent Sun Lingtong's soul to the underworld.
Sun Lingtong's soul left his body and was immediately teleported.
The feeling of teleportation was very bad, he seemed to be rolled into a ball, stuffed into a tunnel, constantly rolling and sliding, bumping and bumping in the process, swallowing soil and eating ashes.
Sun Lingtong's soul was born out of thin air and fell on the yin earth.
still looks like a little boy.
"Bah-bah-bah!" Sun Lingtong stood up, patted himself, and dissipated the rustic atmosphere on his body.
"Boss, can you hear me?" Ning Zhuo secretly urged the magical power of human life to hang the thread, and then with the help of palace lamps, he sent out divine thoughts.
Sun Lingtong smiled soulfully, and immediately replied secretly: "Good brother, I can hear it, I can hear it!"
"Look at how I became the general of Yuan Ying, your boss!"
As he spoke, he excitedly ran into the army of paper men and went straight to the most central area.
The paper man soldier stopped quietly, as if expecting some kind of change.