Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

The Corpse Demon Sect wants to build a fortress on this mountain.

The entire top of the mountain must be flattened first, and a fortress covering an area of ​​​​100 acres and with a wall of 100 meters high must be built. Iron liquid and copper water must be poured on the city wall, and forbidden formations must be carved.

According to the requirements of the top leaders of the Corpse Demon Sect, this fortress must be completed within ten days.

Song Wen and four other people were assigned to a team and were responsible for quarrying ashlar stones ten feet long at the foot of the mountain for building walls.

"In the six years since I joined the sect, I have never seen senior brother Zhang Xiaofan again. How is senior brother Zhang doing lately?"

Song Wen, who was holding a huge chopping knife and cutting rocks, suddenly asked.

Wang Dang snorted coldly and replied in an angry tone.

"My grandson's direct disciple, the ancestor of the Golden Pill, is riding a dragon to become his son-in-law. Naturally, he is living a very good life."

When Song Wen heard this, he glanced at Wang Dang with a strange expression.

There was something strange in my heart. The four of them had a very good relationship when they got married. Why did they have a stalemate now?

Just when Song Wen was confused, Li Yuan told the reason.

"Seven months ago, Zhang Xiaofan became a Taoist couple with the daughter of his master, Patriarch Lu Cang. Since then, he has become estranged from us."

"Five months ago, his spiritual field was recovered, and we have had no contact with him since."

When Li Yuan spoke, he was not as angry as Wang Dang, and his tone was quite calm.

Song Wen turned his head and glanced at Chen Yi, who was feeling a little depressed.

He thought to himself: No wonder I haven't seen her selling spiritual herbs in Fangshi in recent months.

I'm afraid that Zhang Xiaofan's marriage is also the reason why she has been depressed recently.

Song Wen knew that the methods Zhang Xiaofan used to get Chen Yi were not honorable.

Because of his status as a direct disciple, Chen Yi was either forced to do so, or in order to find support in the crisis-ridden Corpse Demon Sect, or both, and finally chose to lie under Zhang Xiaofan.

But Chen Yi was looking for a backer, and Zhang Xiaofan was also looking for a backer. In the end, he hooked up with his master's daughter, and the master became his father-in-law, and the relationship took another step forward.

Chen Yi was naturally thrown into chaos and eventually abandoned.

Song Wen knew that this was a sensitive topic that not only made Chen Yi uncomfortable, but also involved the personal affairs of the Jin Dan Patriarch, so he quickly changed the topic.

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More than a thousand monks participated in the construction of fortifications at extremely fast speeds, and various weapons became construction tools here.

The waist-thick tree was chopped off with a sword.

The big stone on Zhang's side was chopped out by several axes.

Moreover, the monks are extremely powerful and can carry large trees and boulders away, and they also have storage bags to transport materials.

In just three days, the fortress took shape.

The next step is to pour molten iron and copper liquid. Square iron blocks and copper bricks are melted by the high temperature of the fireball technique and flow onto the wall.

The pouring was completed in just two days.

Next is the most complicated step of carving the formation patterns. There is a dedicated person in charge of this task, and there is no need for outer disciples or handyman disciples to do it.

However, Dan Ying did not send back the disciples who were working here. Everyone was kept here. It seemed that these disciples were required to stay here.

The fortifications went on smoothly until late at night on the eighth day.

At this time, there are still dozens of inner disciples carving formation patterns on the outer wall. According to the progress, all the formation patterns will be completed early tomorrow morning.

At that time, if the formation master of the sect activates the formation, the fortress will be completely covered by the defensive formation, making it impregnable.

Just at this time, a change happened.

Thirty miles away, a white light shot into the sky. In this dark night, the white light was particularly conspicuous.

The white light gradually converged into a huge skeleton hundreds of meters high in the sky thousands of meters high.

This is a unique emergency signal from the Corpse Demon Sect, which means that a powerful enemy is coming.

Standing on the high wall, Dan Ying, who was urging the inner disciples to step up carving the formation patterns, saw a huge change in her face when she saw the huge skeleton in the sky. On the first day, she sent out dozens of late-stage Qi-training monks as scouts to patrol within a hundred miles ahead.

The distance of thirty miles can be reached in a matter of seconds for monks, especially monks above the foundation level.

The enemy was secretly lurking at such a close distance before being discovered by the scouts and issued a warning, indicating that the intruder was extremely powerful.

"The enemy is attacking! Everyone go up to the city wall and prepare to defend against the enemy!"

Danying circulated her spiritual power, her voice was like a bell, and she shouted loudly!

The formation pattern has not yet been drawn, which means that the fortress is still just a look-alike at the moment. For monks, a city wall without formation protection, no matter how tall and strong it is, is nothing but an appearance.

Dan Ying knew this, and so did all the disciples in the fortress.

As a result, Dan Ying's idea of ​​everyone working together to defend against the enemy came to nothing. Many handyman disciples in the early stage of Qi training did not go up the city wall as Dan Ying asked after seeing the warning skull in the sky and hearing Dan Ying's words. To fend off the enemy, instead retreat to the rear and flee without fighting.

Dan Ying looked at the fleeing man's frightened appearance, eyes burning with devouring rage.

The cultivation of these handyman disciples is not very good, but they have learned the habit of greed for life and fear of death from the demon monks, which is really useless.

A fireball the size of a millstone appeared in each of her hands.

"Those who flee in fear of battle will die!"

The fireball was like a meteorite falling from high altitude, carrying blazing heat, making a piercing roar and crashing into the fleeing crowd.

"Boom, boom!"

Two violent explosions sounded, and rolling air waves swept around.

More than twenty handyman disciples were blown to pieces by the fireball, and dozens of disciples were blown away by the air waves.

Dan Ying's ruthlessness and determination made the fleeing disciples panic, stop and tremble.

Just when Dan Ying was about to order everyone to go up to the city wall to defend against the enemy again, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Master Alchemist Nephew, why are you angry? They are just laborers raised by the sect. Do you really expect a group of handyman disciples to hold down the fortress?"

Danying was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure. After seeing the appearance of the person clearly, she bowed and saluted.

"I've met Patriarch Wu Ren."

Wu Ren nodded, but his eyes were scanning back and forth in the dense forest in the dark night ahead.

After a moment, Wu Ren said.

"You can take the group of outer disciples and evacuate. As for the group of handyman disciples, let them fend for themselves. The fortress has not been repaired yet, so this place has no value."

Danying opened her mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally said only one word.

"yes!"

Then, she turned around and said to the many disciples.

"All outer disciples come with this elder."

After saying that, she didn't explain much, and Yu Jian flew towards the sect.

Seeing this, many outer disciples also guessed that they were about to evacuate, and they all used their flying skills to follow closely.

This is a hardship for many miscellaneous disciples. They are basically in the early stages of Qi training and do not know how to fly at all. Except for a few of them who are somewhat wealthy and have flying talismans, they follow Danying and fly away. The slave disciples could only rely on their legs to escape.

Wu Ren looked at the handyman disciples running around like a plate of scattered sand, with a bloodthirsty smile on his lips.

The sect has raised too much waste, it’s time to harvest it!