Dongluo stood in front of a wolf corpse in embarrassment, holding a crystal spirit core in his hand.

It was he pulled out of the dead wolf's skull in front of him.

And that wolf corpse is the wolf king.

His battle with the Wolf King was heated from the start.

During the whole fight, no one said a word, and no one screamed in pain. are silently out of their claws and mouths, punches and legs, in a burst of ping-pong, you come and go, fists to flesh fights, the rough-skinned and thick-skinned wolf king finally died before him.

And the remaining forty or so gray wolves saw that the wolf king was dead, and the panic and fear in their hearts could no longer be bearable, and they suddenly dispersed under the leadership of the four green wolves.

Dongluo didn't chase either, this was his agreement with the Wolf King before the big battle. The wolf king told him to make a move, and if he won, he must take a step back and let go of the gray wolves.

This is a gentleman's covenant, although the wolf king gave him a move first, but he did not require him to abide by it, but the wolf king did so, and finally Dongluo also abided by this gentleman's covenant.

The remaining wolves were not exterminated.

Even if the wolf king didn't let him make that move, he wouldn't kill the wolves.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the corpse of the wolf king, holding the crystal spirit core of the wolf king. He wondered if he should bury the wolf corpses in this place!

If they are not buried, it will not be long before these wolf corpses will become the food of mountain eagles, vultures, birds and beasts.

But when they are buried, they will become food for reptiles and ants.

It doesn't seem to matter if it's buried or not, and the final result is just who robs whose food is given to whom.

Dongluo turned around and went to the top of the hill to pick up the simple knife that had been slapped into the soil by the wolf king's paws, took out a long stick from the mustard seed, installed it, and began to dig a hole.

When a person dies, he pays attention to entering the earth for peace.

The wolf is dead, and so it should be.

A wolf corpse was thrown into the pit by him, and finally he put a pot of Luoyang's unique Du Kang wine in front of the corpse of the wolf king, which was not expensive, and a pot of lower grade spirit stones was only a thousand taels of silver, and the expenses of ordinary people in Luoyang City for half a year.

He felt that the wolf king was worth this pot of wine.

Because he and Lin Jingfeng of Cross Street, the winter fall when he made that choice on the first layer of the sea is actually the same in many places.

Dongluo left with a dozen or so crystal spirit cores.

He thought, maybe only a person like him, who even forgot to live, would be so desperate for his life!

Cherish what others do, and cherish your own.

A small stream bends and flows, beating the stones along the way smoothly and roundly, one by one under the sun and shining dazzlingly in the water.

Dongluo sat at the water's edge and took out more than a dozen cyan crystal spirit cores, as well as forty or fifty crystal spirit cores that he had picked up in the secret territory of the Dragon Gate and taken out of the bodies of other demon beasts, and carried them around in a white robe that had just been changed.

Watch them sparkle in the kaftan.

Corpse Jiao said that this crystal spirit core was condensed by the demon beasts in the secret territory of the Dragon Gate swallowing the ubiquitous dragon breath in this small world. Demon beasts can directly devour and refine to enhance their physique, while humans can also absorb the dragon breath in it to strengthen their bodies.

For the pressure magnetic field array formed by the dragon's breath in the secret territory of the Dragon Gate and the power of the dragon veins of the Heavenly Dao, Dongluo was amazed and had high hopes.

You must know that martial arts cultivation is not easy, the improvement of that realm is not a matter of life, and Dongluo's physique is even more difficult to improve compared with those pure martial arts, Bi Jing is strictly speaking, he is not a real martial arts cultivator, nor is he a cultivator.

A person who cultivates martial arts has a breath of pure internal qi in his body to help him boil his body, as long as the breath in his mouth does not stop, everything will have a long history and will be endless.

Although there are wisps of snow-white internal qi condensed from the body of Dongluo, it has not yet completely formed a week, just like water without a source, and if you say no, you won't have it. Thank God for not drying up, let alone using it to help keep your body up, it's a little too embarrassing to be able to use it.

Dongluo was holding the Wolf King's crystal spirit core in his hand, and suddenly there was a feeling that a dog was biting a hedgehog and couldn't put his mouth down.

The martial arts cultivation crystal spirit core can rely on the internal qi flowing in the body to refine and absorb, and he is a little melancholy.

At this moment, he looked at the crystal spirit core with his eyes like a hungry person seeing a large number of delicacies placed in an orderly manner in front of him, but he could only look at it, not eat it.

The heart is filled with longing.

It was also full of disappointment.

Dongluo sighed, put the crystal spirit core in the palm of his hand, and sank his mind into his body, urging the snow-white internal qi to wrap around the cyan crystal spirit core again, which had some effect, but it was not obvious.

Every time the snow-white aura came out of the crystal spirit core, it could bring out a wisp of earthy yellow dragon breath, but the number was so small that it was completely negligible, and it was not as much as he directly absorbed from heaven and earth.

After a few non-stop attempts, he simply gave up the idea of absorbing dragon breath from the crystal spirit core.

Rather than spending that time and energy slowly absorbing the dragon's breath from the crystal spirit core, it is better to absorb it directly from the heaven and earth quickly.

Dongluo walked to the stream, took out the blade that had been cut and rolled up when he fought the green wolf from the mustard seeds, picked and found a piece of granite that looked slightly flat by the stream, and sharpened the knife with a click.

Sharpening knives is a compulsory course for every soldier and every martial artist.

The selection of whetstones is exquisite, and the technique of sharpening knives is even more particular.

The key to choosing a whetstone is that the sharpened edge of the whetstone must be sharp and durable, and it is not prone to chipping.

When sharpening the knife, you need to hold the knife handle with your right hand, press the knife surface with your left hand, hold the knife body tightly, press down with your fingers against the back of the knife, press down slightly, keep the same angle, push forward flat, push forward after pulling, pull back and push forward, and evenly divide the force into three sections to return to grinding, in the process of regrinding, you can clearly hear the sound of the blade rubbing against the whetstone, and grind until the sound is clear and not messy.

After the rough grinding of the Pu knife and the fine grinding of the edge, the rolled blade became sharp again, and Dongluo gently scraped the blade with his big finger, and he didn't know who he would be chopping on next time he fell. The next time the blade rolls, will it be because of whose flesh and blood?

Dongluo tucked up his trouser legs, stood in the slowly flowing stream, held a knife in both hands, and practiced knife skills.

The knife technique is also practiced by the army of the surrounding army, a total of seven styles, respectively, Taiping, Dingme, Chaotian, open the formation, armor breaking, demon removal, and demon suppression.

The water splashed, the waves were rising, a young man walked with the knife, the knife walked at will, and the simple and concise knife technique of the seven styles danced vigorously, and the water did not enter.

It's like a picture of everyone's style.

Dongluo took a deep breath, his hands pressed slightly from his chest, and he sank into the dantian, and stepped out of the stream in one step.

Dongluo was unwilling, and took out a piece of crystal spirit nucleus that was not of very good quality and slightly lighter color from the mustard seeds, put it in his hand and observed it repeatedly.

Then with a ruthless heart, he took out Zhenshanyue from the mustard seeds, and slapped the crystal spirit core in his hand like a walnut.

"Even if I can't absorb the dragon breath inside with my internal qi, then I'll smash it and eat it directly, and I don't know if it has any effect?"

There was a click, like an ice edge breaking, and the sound was crisp.

Dongluo moved away from Zhenshan, looking at the crystal spirit core that had been shattered in the palm of his hand, and an earthy yellow aura escaped directly from the broken ice crystal. He hurriedly swallowed the dragon's breath that was about to dissipate.

The dragon's breath entered his body, and immediately scattered into his limbs, flesh and blood cells.

Dongluo trembled all over and screamed comfortably.

Due to the injury and fatigue of the battle with the wolf king, it disappeared in an instant, and the whole person became fierce again.

There is an effect.

Although ninety percent of it disappeared after entering his body, nine percent of it was swallowed up by the snow-white internal qi condensed by the Yi Jin Sutra, and only one percent was really absorbed by his flesh and blood cells, and the hundred bones of his limbs.

However, this one percent was far more than the total amount he had absorbed in the Dragon Gate Secret Territory for more than ten days.

The eyes of winter fall are slightly bright.

It's good if it works.

Dongluo directly took out the crystal spirit core of the wolf king with the best quality, and Zhenshan Yue was raised high and fell down.

There was a click.

The crystal spirit core shattered in response.

This time, there was no earthy yellow dragon breath slowly escaping into the air, but a pool of cyan, viscous liquid that was about to solidify slid back and forth in the palm of his hand.

Dongluo's eyes lit up, he raised his head slightly, and drank the few cyan droplets in one gulp. He looked at his palm, licked it a few more times, and did not put his hand down until he was sure that there were no drops in his palm.

Dongluo closed his eyes and felt it, the Wolf King's crystal spirit core was different, and Jing Ran directly raised his physical strength by two small levels.

Now his physical strength is equivalent to the second level of a pure martial artist's tendon training.

Zhuyu is in front, and the next winter fall is standing by the slowly flowing stream, the mountains rise and fall in his hands, and the sound of the stream is tinkling.

Dongluo began to absorb the dragon breath in the crystal spirit core like eating walnuts.

Waves of air spread out around him, blowing through the cheerful stream, blowing through the blue sky stretching grassland, blowing through the poplars on the high mountains, blowing over the snow on the top of the mountain one after another, blowing the sea of clouds in the sky rolling endlessly, blowing out of the secret realm of Longmen, blowing into the bustling Luoyang City, blowing into the streets and alleys.

Xue Nianci sat in a pavilion, playing chess with herself, and on the chessboard was not the nineteen vertical and horizontal lines of the Shenzhou Continent, but the twenty-one vertical and horizontal lines.

A breeze blew, and Xue Nianci raised her head slightly.

"Da Hei, is there a letter on the far northern grassland?" Xue Nianci gently landed a white seed on the chessboard, where the two lines crisscrossed the place.

A middle-aged man with a cold face said indifferently: "No." ”

Xue Nianci held a black chess piece in her hand, as if she was hesitating where to put the black chess piece on, looking at the indifferent expression of the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "Da Hei, you have already turned into a human, you have to smile more, your expression should not be so indifferent, it is like a facial paralysis, it is not good to frighten the children in Luoyang City." ”

The middle-aged man's facial expression was still very stiff, but he still barely managed to squeeze out a smile, "It's not been long since I took shape, and there are still many things I am not used to." It would be nice if I got familiar with it again. It's a big deal that I won't go out during this time. When the young master comes back, I'll go out again. ”

Syllable!

Xue Nianci landed the black chess piece in his hand in an empty space in the chessboard, "Da Hei, before Dongluo comes out of the secret territory of the Dragon Gate, I have something I want you to do." ”

Da Hei was silent, as if he was thinking about whether to agree.

Xue Nianci didn't say what was going on, nor did she say anything to urge, she was just silent.

Da Hei thought for a moment and then said briefly, "What's the matter?"

Xue Nianci's mind seemed to be still immersed in the chessboard, and she didn't speak, but kept falling.

Da Hei was silent for a moment and then said again: "As long as it is not detrimental to the young master, Da Hei and I can do anything." ”

Xue Nianci raised her head and smiled with satisfaction: "It's okay to have a million corpses under your feet?"

Da Hei didn't think about it, and nodded directly, "For the sake of the young master, even if it is tens of millions of corpses, what does it matter if there is blood and drifting?"

Xue Nianci didn't speak, just raised her head and looked at Da Hei quietly.

Da Hei didn't speak anymore, just silently stared at Xue Nianci.

Xue Nianci nodded, took out three letters that had already been prepared from his arms and handed them to Da Hei, "Now you leave Luoyang immediately, go to the extreme north, find Li Mu and Zhang Baigui, two of these three letters are for them, and one is for you, after you arrive in the extreme north, they agree to read your letter after reading it, and if you don't agree, you will destroy your letter directly." Do not open. If they agree, you read the letter and you know what you're going to do next. You must remember that these three letters are very important, and you must not peek at them, and tell Zhang Baigui and Li Mu that the two of them should not look at each other. As for the reason, you will understand it after reading your letters. ”

Da Hei solemnly took the three letters from Xue Nianci's hand and put them into the mustard seeds that he had hidden closely. Although he didn't know what was written on the three letters in his hand at the moment, he thought it must be very heavy.

Xue Nianci gently dropped a sunspot somewhere on the chessboard, "It's a big deal, you can go now!" As for the second black and third black, I will tell them when their practice is over." ”

Da Hei nodded, and walked out of the gazebo.

Xue Nianci withdrew her gaze from Da Hei's back, looked at the incomparably complex twenty-one chess game in front of her again, and then swiped her right hand inward from the edge of the chessboard, disrupting the entire game.

The black and white chess pieces fell out of the chessboard and landed on the stone table, and there was a clanging sound.

Crisp and pleasing to the ear.

Xue Nianci raised her head and looked at the smoke willow outside the pavilion, the willow was the same willow, but the person was no longer the same person.

This young man, who will be called a poisoner by the world in the future, gently taps the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers, not fast, not slow, not hurried, not slow, like a ring.

On the stone table beside him, a golden figure suddenly sprang out, struggling to hold the chess pieces scattered on the table, putting them back into the basket one by one.

The young man in the wheelchair smiled softly at the golden villain, and the villain smiled gently at him.

The speed at which the golden villain picked up the chess pieces couldn't help but get faster, and he picked up harder and harder.

Xue Nianci smiled slightly.

This smile is like the spring breeze of Hexu, blowing the wisps of willows on the edge of the pavilion swaying, blowing a pool of green water, and blowing the pond full of pingping.

A middle-aged man dressed in black left Luoyang, and after entering Mangshan, he turned into a huge black dog, like a gust of wind flying away like the extreme northern grassland outside Weicheng.

And the spring breeze before it had already crossed the green Mangshan Mountain, blowing the wheat on the Hetao Plain to set off a wave of waves.

The wisp of spring breeze crossed the Baqiao without stopping, passed through Weicheng, crossed the Yumen Pass, blew through Yunzhong County, and blew green the vast prairie in the far north.

On the extreme northern steppe, two horses are walking side by side.

The young man walking on the left seemed to feel the warmth brought by the wind, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the Yumen Pass? Fortunately, spring has finally arrived on the polar prairie. ”

The middle-aged man on the other side of him asked calmly, "General Zhang, does he mean something else?"

The boy shook his head, "No." ”

The middle-aged man apparently didn't believe it.

But the teenager obviously wouldn't say much.

It's just that they rode tall horses and strolled on the grasslands of the far north.

The boy seemed to think of something happy, and with his hands on the horse's back, he jumped up, stood on the horse's back, and looked out over the savannah in the distance.

The young man said loudly: "Rong Xu Xuan, General Ben asked you, what do the four potentials of the soldier refer to?"

After thinking about it, the middle-aged man next to the young man replied confidently: "Soldier power strategy, soldier yin and yang, soldier situation, soldier skills." ”

The young man rode his horse and raised his whip, "What is the power of the soldier, what is the yin and yang of the soldier, what is the situation of the soldier, what is the skill of the soldier?"

The middle-aged man quickly beat his horse to keep up, "the art of war, the right to defend the country, the strange use of soldiers, array warfare, spy warfare, business warfare, psychological warfare, diplomatic warfare, everything, all-encompassing, to put it bluntly, it is to do everything." The art of war is a strategist, both the situation and the yin and yang, first strategy and then skill, and military wizards such as General Zhang and General Li are not available. ”

The young man nodded and said, "Although it is not ruled out that you are suspected of scolding me for being insidious, vicious, shameless, and dirty, but you have a good shot, and I am very useful." ”

The middle-aged man tugged at the corners of his mouth, thinking that you also know it! But when he thought of the young man's unpredictable use of troops, he sighed and continued: "The situation of the art of war refers to the use of various tactics in the battle formation, knowing how to adapt measures to local conditions, and knowing the general trend of the world, that is, being able to suppress people with power and killing people with power, that is, to take advantage of the situation, to build momentum, and to see the situation most clearly. ”

The boy nodded in agreement.

The middle-aged man cleared his throat and said: "The art of war Yin and Yang refers to the integration of Yin and Yang Dao, Five Elements Bagua, and Qimen Dunjia with the battle array killing, so as to reverse the time of the day, change the geographical advantage, and occupy the initiative on the battlefield." And the soldier skill refers to the one who learns the hands and feet, the toilet equipment, and the accumulation of organs, so as to attack and defend the victory. Those who are skilled in military skills know how to train soldiers rationally and advancedly, know powerful and efficient weapons and equipment, know how to recruit soldiers, how to manage the army, how to enforce military discipline, how to mobilize morale, and even logistics, medical care, transportation, and even all the art of war!"

"The art of war?" the young man shook his head, "Rong Xuxuan, you remember that war will never be an art, nor will it become an art. War brings only suffering, and it will always be suffering, we are generals, commanders, and we do not need war than anyone else in the world, so that the people of the world can live and work in peace and contentment, and will not suffer. ”

The middle-aged man stopped his horse, raised his head, and looked at the young man in front of him again.

He really wanted to ask if this was too merciful? You must know that for those who are in charge, they are not in charge of the army.

But he didn't ask.

The boy sat back on his horse, "If war is really inevitable, then end it quickly, and try to make this war the last one for both sides." General Li did this very well, and in less than a year, he pacified the entire northern frontier of the Great Zhou. ”

The middle-aged man's expression was a little stiff.

The young man smiled: "It's really not that these countries in the north of you can't do it, but that the General Li you are facing is too strong." When your horizons are big enough, you will find that it is actually a very proud thing that you have persevered under his men for so long before you have completely failed. It's not about Penicillan, it's about the difference between you that really falls on the art of war. ”

The middle-aged man actually had some resentment about his failure, and he was more or less resentful of Penicillium, which was born out of thin air and would definitely change the pattern of the war in the Shenzhou Continent, but he also knew that he was more likely to lose in the art of war as the young man in front of him said.

The young man continued: "The power is strategic, the decisive victory is thousands of miles, the situation is thunderous, the withering and decaying, the yin and yang are reversed and the five elements are unpredictable, the skills are refined, and the military spirit is like a mountain. You have to learn more, see more, your horizons must be broadened and enlarged, and your thinking must be broadened and deepened. Do not care about the gains and losses of one city or one place, nor let the gains and losses of any city or place be spared. For generals, it is necessary to see the high place, but also to see the low outside, that is, to see the big outside, but also to see the small outside, that is, to see the real place, but also to see the virtual outside. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "The last general knows." ”

The young man reined in his horse on a small hill, looked into the distance and said, "In addition to your Beimang men and horses, you can go and recruit those remnants of the defeated soldiers who were destroyed by General Li, the remnants of the exiled prisoners, and the children of the scholars, and then bring them back to General Li's camp, and he will assist you in training." Remember, there are not many soldiers, but the most important thing. Rather lack than excess, 10,000 people are enough. You are the first private army under Ben Shuai to bear your surname, as long as Ben Shuai does not die on the battlefield, there will definitely be more and more legions like you in the future. Ben Shuai doesn't expect you to be better than them, he just asks you not to lag behind them too much. ”

The middle-aged man nodded solemnly, and then asked, "I wonder why General Zhang comes here every day to inspect for a week?"

"Because in the near future, the vast prairie over there will be our main battlefield, remember, it's us, you can start preparing for the war. ”

The boy spurred his horse and galloped away on the boundless prairie. On the grassland, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

The middle-aged man followed the young man's figure that was about to disappear on the horizon with fighting spirit in his eyes.