He Xiang let out a long sigh of relief in his heart, with six hours left before the final deadline, he finally found the enemy! As long as he found the enemy, he would have time to slowly gather his strength. With a lingering fear, the feeling of surviving a disaster filled his whole body, and he couldn't help but want to let out a sigh of relief, but when he saw the disappointment in Er Lao's eyes beside him, he forcibly held back that breath.

  A flash of gloominess flickered deep in his eyes, he didn't want to show his weakness in front of his opponent.

  "I told you so, as long as we're in Xiaoshan border, how could we possibly not find it?" He smiled calmly and said: "Let's talk about the situation."

  It was as if he had expected it all along.

  "Reporting to the Grand Elder, our people encountered the enemy on the west grassland of the North River. A small team of sixteen people, all were killed."

  "He Xi Grassland?" He Xiang thought for a moment: "Let Yu An lead some people to make a trip. The other side has four people who understand the sword intent, and there is also a Zen cultivator who has cultivated divine power, so we can't be careless."

  "Yes!" His subordinates hastened to obey.

  "Go quickly. Report back with any news." He Xiang waved his hand.

  He wisely retreated.

  "It's no wonder these people are so arrogant, they actually have some skills." He Xiang smiled and said to the other elders: "A small team just disappeared without a sound."

  "The Great Elder is right." Another elder chimed in, "After all, since they dare to oppose our Mingxiao Sect, that's just a case of not knowing their own strength and seeking their own demise."

  The other elders also nodded in agreement.

  As for the small team that was completely annihilated, no one cares. What's it got to do with them? Anyway, the outer hall won't be short of people.

  Underfoot, layer upon layer of cloud masses stretched out endlessly, like a sea of clouds. Flying above the cloud layer, the sky was a brilliant blue, with no obstructions to block the scorching sunlight that contained a hint of fiery poison, and if one didn't activate their spiritual armor, they would unknowingly be invaded by the subtle fire toxin in the sunlight.

  Few cultivators can fly so high, the gale in the high sky, and the fire poison in the sunlight will all increase the consumption of flying spiritual power.

  A troop of about three hundred people swept across the sea of clouds at an astonishing speed.

  "Boss, where are we going?" a subordinate asked Gong Sun.

  Gongsun Zhan sat on a large green sword, with an egg-shaped spiritual screen outside the sword, separating the cold and fierce wind and the scorching sunlight. Inside the screen, it was warm like spring, and also extremely quiet. This large sword, about one and a half meters long, was made from a single piece of four-grade Wind Spirit Wood, and was incredibly light, making it an excellent flying sword. However, using such a large piece of Wind Spirit Wood to forge a flying sword still felt extravagant, and it was a spoil of war.

  This flying sword, named Qingyun, also became Gong Sun's exclusive flying sword. Because this flying sword can hold seven or eight people at the same time. The person sitting in the sword tip position is the cultivator who controls Qingyun. With Gong Sun's foundation-building cultivation, he couldn't even move Qingyun.

  "Don't you think our people are a bit too few?" Gong Sun Chi asked with an air of a young and naive boy.

  Of course, everyone present had long been immune to this.

  "Not bad at all. We now have six."

  "But this city can hold 10,000 people!" Gong Sun's voice still had a hint of childishness.

  Everyone is sweating profusely, and the young girl's bad taste seems to be getting heavier and heavier.

  However, Gong Sun's words still made everyone's heart skip a beat. The implication of the young woman's words was clear without needing to be said. They couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy for the cultivators around them.

  "Which one shall we go for this time?" his subordinate asked cautiously.

  "One by one."

  Everyone was shocked again.

  Gongsun Cha's mouth moved slightly, and another cultivator beside him took out a jade slip, pouring spiritual energy into it. A flash of light, and the illusory mountains, rivers, and landscape transformed from the mirage appeared before everyone's eyes.

  "There are thirteen powers around us. The largest has more than five hundred cultivators, and the smallest has eighty cultivators. Hmm, on average, each power should have about two hundred people. Thirteen... how many is that?" Gong Sun asked with a tilted head.

  "About two thousand six hundred people."

  The faces of others changed slightly, they were only over three hundred people, and they were going to attack more than two thousand six hundred people. The numerical contrast between the two sides was really too great.

  "It's just over two thousand." Gong Sun Chi's face showed a hint of disappointment.

  Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they hastily persuaded him in unison.

  "Not less, not less, boss, just hit it a few times."

  "Right, right! We can't get fat from eating just one mouthful!"

  ……

  They are afraid that Gong Sun will go crazy if he misses one more goal, so they continue to increase the number of targets. This kind of thing is very likely to happen.

  Gongsun Zhi's face fell: "Alright, although it's a bit less, let's eat them first."

  "Great leader is wise!" his subordinates exclaimed in unison.

  Gongsun Cha smiled happily, seemingly quite enjoying the flattery from everyone.

  "Boss, with so many people leaving, isn't the camp's safety..."

  "Don't worry about this, two songs are enough to keep her here, that woman is quite formidable." Gong Sun Cha said casually.

  It wasn't until then that everyone remembered the powerful female cultivator standing beside the boss, and they also recalled the three Golden Armor Guards who never revealed their true faces. Suddenly, no one dared to speak again.

  "Alright, return to camp within a month."

  A soft tone, heard by everyone's ears, a sudden chill in their hearts.

  All cultivators suddenly rose from their swords, floated in mid-air, and solemnly responded: "Yes!"

  A batch of green bricks was transported to the side of the foundation, piled up like a small mountain. Yuan Jiang took a glance and couldn't help but swallow some saliva, weakly advising: "Boss, let's call in some more people."

  Zuo Mo didn't bother with him and directly picked up two blocks of qingjin bricks, the heavy qingjin bricks in his hands were as if they weighed nothing.

  "How did you manage that?"

  At the sight, Yuan Jiangji pointed out helplessly: "Between the two green gold bricks, we need to pour in the golden soup and then use the law to make it firm. The whole process must be careful not to destroy the symbol array of the green gold brick itself. The wall root needs to be arranged with the earth line symbol array, so that it can connect with the earth vein, and only then can it take root and be difficult to shake. After the city wall is completed, we will draw a larger symbol array on the inner and outer walls."

  Yuan Jiang had long been prepared and handed a jade slip to Zuo Mo, which contained detailed explanations, such as the formula for Golden Elixir. The so-called Golden Elixir was an object refined from many kinds of golden materials after being mixed in proportion.

  After watching everything, Zuo Mo suddenly asked: "Can I directly melt the two pieces of cyan brick together?"

  "Melt together directly?" Yuan Jiang was somewhat stunned: "This... how can this melt?"

  Zuo Mo didn't have much confidence in his sudden idea, but he decided to give it a try. He placed the two cyan bricks together and then summoned the Golden Crow Fire. After thinking for a moment, the hand seal changed, and the Golden Crow Fire seemed to be pulled by an invisible force towards all directions.

  Yuan Jiang stared at the changes in the Golden Crow Fire in front of Zuo Mo with wide eyes.

  Only to see the golden flame gradually spreading out in all directions, becoming thinner and thinner until it was as thin as paper, like a very thin gold fire paper. At this point, the fire paper no longer changed, but slowly flew towards two blocks of cyan and gold bricks stacked together.

  Huozhi paused in front of the cyan gold bricks and suddenly drilled into the gap between two cyan gold bricks.

  Soon, the fire paper was completely flat between the two green gold bricks. Just a moment later, the sides of the two green gold bricks that were in contact with each other began to melt simultaneously, while the other parts showed no signs at all.

  Zuo Mo's expression was grave, his consciousness spread out to the extreme.

  The timing of the fire was almost right, and the fire paper suddenly flew out from between the two green gold bricks. The two green gold bricks immediately merged together, Zuo Mo didn't dare to slow down, according to what was written on the jade slip, he continuously cast five spells in a row.

  The five-way method's radiance accurately struck the joint of the two cyan gold bricks.

  When the last key entered the two blocks of cyan gold bricks, what appeared before everyone was a complete block of cyan gold brick! It was as if it were one body, with a smooth surface like a mirror, and no seams could be seen.

  Yuan Jiang was shocked speechless, and it wasn't just him. The onlooking alchemists who witnessed Zuo Mo's incredible fire control technique were all stunned in place.

  He let out a sigh of relief, it's okay, at least he didn't lose too much face.

  With a hint of pride in his heart, he pointed at the newly refined large green gold brick and said: "Go try it out and see how effective it is."

  Yuan Jiang only came to his senses at this time, and hastily arranged for the appraisal of the new Qingjin brick. Just a while later, he ran over excitedly: "Boss! Boss! It's incredible! Really too incredible!"

  Zuo Mo also wanted to know the result in his heart. Hearing Yuan Jiang's nonsense, he couldn't help but say: "Hurry up and tell me the result!"

  Yuan Jiang's eyes still had a hint of incredulity: "This is absolutely the strongest wall brick I've ever seen! Absolutely the strongest! We made a comparison and found the best ratio for the golden soup. The boss's fire paper method is about twice as solid as using the golden soup. Moreover, we discovered that when an external force is too great, the entire block of Qingjin brick will completely shatter, but before that, it will absolutely not crack. And with the golden soup method, once the external force is slightly greater, the breakage point must be at the joint of two Qingjin bricks."

  Listening to Yuan Jiang's chatter, Zuo Mo felt a bit dizzy and could only ask: "In short, is my method good?"

  "Great! Too great!" Yuan Jiang was so excited that he couldn't contain himself. The boss's method had increased the strength of the city wall beyond any method he knew. Not just him, the other two were also extremely excited.

  Zuo Mo felt complacent and secretly pleased, but he didn't feel much excitement. However, he could easily understand the excitement of Yuan Jiang and the others. If they didn't like it, who would go study such a niche subject as building cities? And when there was a breakthrough in their own field of interest, no one could remain calm.

  "Hmm, you're on your own with what's left. I'm starting work."

  Zuo Mo didn't plan on wasting time, as time was very precious.

  He spat out spiritual energy from his hand, like a spiritual snake, and rolled up twenty green gold bricks, which he directly carried on his shoulder.

  He only felt a sudden weight on his shoulders, and his feet immediately sank deep into the mud.

  It's really sinking!

  These green bricks were all refined from large pieces of green stone, although the volume was greatly reduced, but the weight did not decrease in the slightest. If it were another person, twenty blocks would be pressed on their shoulders, and they would instantly be crushed into a pulp.

  Zuo Mo stabilized his body, slowly exhaling a long breath, and pulled his legs out of the mud, starting to rush towards the foundation trench.

  Knock knock knock!

  With every step Zuo Mo took, the ground shook ceaselessly. The onlookers couldn't help but take in a cold breath.

  Especially among the two cultivators who stayed behind, there were two monks who had cultivated their bodies and witnessed this inhuman scene, feeling ashamed to death!

  Who the hell said the boss is a Swordsman...

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