Even Lian Chunyu, a man who didn't care about worldly affairs, was shocked.

  "Is Master really okay?" Looking at Zuo Mo's crazed and half-naked appearance, he asked with some worry and uncertainty.

  Gongsun Cha shook his head: "I don't know."

  "I heard he's going to build a city by himself?" Chun Yu Cheng asked cautiously, casting a sympathetic glance at Zuo Mo. Had the recent pressure been too great, causing his usually calm and collected Shixiong to become abnormal?

  "Yes." Gong Sun Zhi also replied in a low voice, "The other day I asked Shifu if we should go and sweep some more cultivators over. Shifu said he wanted to build the city by himself."

  "It turns out this news is true!" Chun Yu Cheng let out a long sigh of surprise, looked twice more, and sighed: "Indeed, I knew it, Master is not an ordinary person!" He cast a sympathetic glance at Zuo Mo, turned around with his hands behind his back, and left calmly.

  "Brother Shifu is indeed no ordinary person!" Gong Sun Chi also let out a similar sigh of admiration, and turned to leave with a smile.

  Yuan Jiang was somewhat frightened and stammered: "Boss, this... this foundation still needs to be dug deeper."

  Zuo Mo turned his face, his eyes gleaming with a wolf-like light.

  Yuan Jiang's face turned pale, fortunately Zuo Mo only glanced at him twice before turning back to start digging the foundation frantically. He jumped into the pit, his hands dancing wildly as mud flew everywhere, and the hole rapidly deepened and expanded at a visible speed.

  Yuan Jiang was frantically swallowing saliva on the side, his face full of horror. To be a monitor to this extent was indeed pitiful. Every time he saw the boss's ferocious face, it was as if there was a giant beast in front of him, and the next moment it would open its bloody mouth and swallow him whole.

  Especially when he pointed out that the boss was not doing his job, the boss stared at him with a gloomy gaze, and he forgot to breathe every time.

  This world is crazy!

  Yuan Jiang, who was worried and frightened, felt that every day was so dark, dark to the point of having no glimmer of light. He racked his brains but couldn't understand what kind of illness his boss had contracted, why he would suddenly want one person to build a city.

  That's right, this city is indeed very small, a new city of 10,000 people, a small town in the small town. But it's really a city! Growing up like this, oh, please forgive his nonsense, over eighty years old Yuan Jiang said this when he was a bit incoherent. However, in his eighty years of life experience, he had never seen or heard of any builder who built a city alone.

  What made him even more desperate was that his boss was serious!

  As a foreman, Yuan Jiang thought that the boss was an extremely excellent builder. Just look at that rapid progress, if anyone had such a good hand under him, any foreman would be grinning from ear to ear. However, if the situation were reversed and he only had this one good hand, then he should cry.

  At the boss's current pace, Yuan Jiang couldn't help but feel despair again at the thought of building this city.

  What made him most desperate was that his opponent was his boss!

  Zuo Mo felt that every muscle in his body was trembling uncontrollably, as if he had lost all control over his body. His mouth was wide open, like a fish thrown onto the shore, motionless. This cultivation was indeed thorough, Zuo Mo even felt that his brain seemed to be shaking. Any power, whether physical strength, spiritual energy or mental clarity, was completely exhausted in this extreme labor.

  The foundation of this city is as deep as twenty zhang!

  The entire foundation had to be dug out by hand.

  This Pao demon is so sinister...

  Zuo Mo was silently cursing Pu Yao in his heart. After resting for a moment, the spiritual dan he had stuffed into his mouth earlier began to take effect. The black steamed buns under him continuously transmitted spiritual energy into Zuo Mo's body. At this time, Zuo Mo's body was like a parched desert, greedily absorbing every bit of medicinal and spiritual energy.

  After a while, Zuo Mo recovered some of his energy and struggled to get up. The sun on top of his head was somewhat dazzling, he turned his face to take a look at the deep ditch that had been completed halfway down by his feet.

  Taking a deep breath, he jumped into the ditch again.

  The boss is acting strangely, and it has spread throughout the camp. Everyone is discussing it privately, they can't figure out what the boss wants to do.

  Zuo Mo mechanically waved his arms at high speed, his consciousness constantly releasing, reflecting every detail of the surrounding soil in his mind.

  What Pu Yao said was right. If he could build this city all by himself, his own strength would definitely be able to break through to a brand new height. But this really is a perverted plan!

  Zuo Mo tightly pursed his dry lips and buried his head in frantic digging.

  He began to know how to use his spiritual sense to explore the surrounding soil, and how to take advantage of the structure of the soil itself to save strength. He began to understand how to be frugal with his spiritual power, something he had never thought possible before. He began to understand how to swing his hands while absorbing the earth's energy...

  Three days later, a deep ditch in the shape of a mouth character, twenty zhang deep, appeared on Tianxing Peak.

  Zuo Mo was like a mudman, with only his eyes exposed, silently smiling as he sat down cross-legged.

  Yuan Jiang stood by, staring with his mouth agape at the foundation that was twenty zhang deep, a completely standard foundation. It wasn't just him who was stunned, everyone in the camp was shocked.

  Those cultivators who had previously sneered at him were shocked speechless by the twenty-zhang deep ditch. Who could believe that a cultivator, with his bare hands, had dug it out bit by bit? But they had witnessed the entire process with their own eyes, and all those who had come to mock him now only felt admiration in their hearts.

  In the sea of knowledge, Pu Yao stared at the tombstone and said, "I now know why you chose him."

  "You" he said slowly and deliberately: "are equally stubborn."

  The tombstone is silent and still, surrounded by dark clouds that drift slowly.

  Gongsun Zhi gazed thoughtfully at the meditating Zuomo, then turned back to the camp. He whispered to the cultivators around him: "Tell Ma Fan and the others to harass them more, stall for time, we need more time."

  "Yes." The cultivator took out a paper crane, wrote a cryptic message on it, and gently infused it with spiritual energy. The paper crane fluttered up into the sky and disappeared in an instant. Before Ma Fan and the others left, they each left behind their own mark, and these paper cranes could track down the marks to find them.

  The small mountain boundary is not big, and the paper crane is quite convenient to use.

  "What about us?" another cultivator couldn't help but ask, as apart from Ma Fan and the others who each took one tune, there were still many battling cultivators in the camp.

  Gongsun Zhi's mind suddenly flashed with the image of his muddy senior brother, and he paused for a moment before continuing as usual: "Of course, we can't just idle around either."

  Ma Fan took a glance at the battlefield, where more than ten corpses were scattered all over the grassland, with large pits everywhere. The endless grassland was ravaged by sword marks and treasure scars. The residual spiritual energy in the air seemed to still smell the cruelty of the battle that had just ended.

  The enemy was annihilated, but they also had one person killed in battle.

  Qu Wei's expression was somewhat sorrowful, this being the first time someone under his command had died in battle. The remaining cultivators were silently cleaning up the battlefield and collecting spoils of war, their original victory now not as joyful due to the death of a comrade.

  Ma Fan glanced at his companions, whose atmosphere was somewhat oppressive, but in his heart, he felt a mix of surprise and pride. In any team he had been on before, there wasn't a single battle where the atmosphere would be so low just because one companion died, even after they had won.

  Perhaps, this is a companion. Ma Fan thought somewhat wistfully, just then, he raised his head, and from the edge of the sky, a paper crane flew fluttering over. He stretched out his palm, and the paper crane flew into his hand.

  He took a glance and muttered, "Trouble!" He casually handed the paper crane to Qu Wei behind him.

  "What does 'Lao Da' mean?" Qu Wei was full of doubts, the paper crane didn't have a clear order, it just told them to delay the enemy as much as possible.

  Ma Fan didn't answer, noticing that the battlefield had been cleaned up, he tidied his clothes and said lazily: "Let everyone get ready, we need to leave this place. I reckon the enemy will find us soon."

  "Where are we going?" Qu Wei asked with a curious expression.

  "Go south."

  "Isn't that in the direction of Nansheng Town?"

  "Yes." Ma Fan said casually.

  As he gained a deeper understanding of the sword's intent, his true nature gradually began to reveal itself. After reorganizing, he no longer needed to be the core, and as a whole person, he seemed to relax all at once, restoring his former lazy appearance.

  "What's our goal? Are we going to attack Nan Sheng Town?"

  Ma Fan looked at Qu Wei like an idiot: "With just our few people, attack Nan Sheng Town? Don't want to live?"

  "What's the point of going south?"

  Ma Fan didn't look at him, directly pulled out a blade of grass, put it in his mouth, and mumbled: "Ambush halfway."

  The wind is like a knife!

  Zuo Mo opened his eyes, and a brilliant light flashed. This time, he had entered meditation for three whole days! How long had it been since he last meditated for so long? Zuo Mo thought back in his mind, his heart filled with joy.

  He can feel the changes in his body.

  Yu Tie Tou, ranked fifth in the Wu Jie Mo body ranking, is indeed extraordinary!

  He didn't even see him use force, his body was like it had an invisible rope pulling him up, and he stood up like that. Iron muscles and jade bones, the benefits of these jade bones, he hadn't felt yet, but the benefits of these iron muscles were starting to show at this moment.

  His muscles were originally hard as iron, and also had an astonishing tenacity. Digging this foundation, every muscle in his body seemed to have been re-forged, the gaps between the muscles smaller, more compact and solid. This subtle change caused his strength to suddenly increase by over 30%.

  He didn't need to mobilize his spiritual energy, and he could easily insert the handle into the bluestone.

  He took a look at the mud all over his body, but he didn't get annoyed. With a chuckle, the Small Cloud Rain Charm suddenly appeared above his head. The rain poured down with a patter, and in just an instant, the mud on Zuo Mo's body was washed away clean.

  Zuo Mo suddenly discovered that his skin was starting to exhibit a strange black luster, somewhat like the sheen of metal.

  He clicked his tongue in wonder and withdrew his gaze.

  Yuan Jiang, who was dozing off beside him, was also startled awake. He opened his bleary eyes and when he saw Zuo Mo, he suddenly became alert, all sleepiness gone. He almost sprang up from the ground and quickly ran to Zuo Mo's side: "Boss!"

  "We continue! What's next?"

  Zuo Mo stared deeply at the foundation, and suddenly a surge of heroic passion burst forth in his heart!

  Come on!