Chapter Twenty-Eight: Refining Demon Arts

"King of the county, Your Majesty has passed on the decree, since His Royal Highness left, Xiao Guiren has become ill with thoughts, and he doesn't think about tea and dinner, I hope you can go back to Beijing. The eunuch bowed his head and said respectfully.

Now Feng Ye left the big cage in the capital and rode into Liaodong with 3,000 irons in his hand. Like a dragon entering the sea. How can someone return to that cage where life and death cannot be carried out by oneself with a word?

No matter whether this matter is true or not, Feng Ye can't just go back obediently. But just rebelled directly, Feng Ye didn't think about it. He never wanted to be the ruler of this feudal dynasty. Just as civilized people would not want to become a chief of a primitive tribe if they had a choice.

Although he didn't want to fight for the reserve, Feng Ye also didn't want to put his own safety in the hands of others. Whenever possible, he certainly wanted to take control of his own destiny. Instead of putting his life in the hands of the emperor.

Feng Ye felt that it was very good to be a small warlord in Dongningwei, Liaodong Town, where the mountain was high and the emperor was far away. Freedom aside, there is no mess of government affairs yet.

Feng Ye didn't want to turn his face with the cheap dad, so he could only find a suitable reason, under the pretext of this thing, as long as he wanted to find it, he could find 10,000 casually.

"If you had come two days ago, I would have been able to go back to Beijing with you, but unfortunately it's unfortunate. Liaodong Town transported all the grain of Dongningwei some time ago, and now Dongningwei is short of food, if I don't have this town, maybe the soldiers will mutiny.

Go back and explain to my father, it's not that I don't want to go back to see my mother, it's that the soldiers under my command don't allow it. Feng Ye said with a dilemma on his face.

It's a pity that the acting skills are not up to par, and the smile in the corner of his eyes can hardly be hidden. But fortunately, the only audience, the eunuch who passed the decree, he didn't dare to point it out. As long as the audience is okay, it's a perfect performance.

After sending the eunuch to herald, Feng Ye realized that perhaps his biggest enemy was not the Donghu people he originally expected. Rather, it was the expected ally of Liaodong Town. If he really led the army to conquer Donghu, maybe Liaodong Town would stab him in the back.

Since the prince took the initiative to propose that he be sealed in this Dongningwei, it shows that the prince has a certain degree of control over this place, and he is confident that he will take revenge here.

He had just arrived in Dongningwei from the capital, and the emperor ordered him to go back, but he was afraid that there would be no good end if he went back. Even if you don't die, you're confined until you die.

Feng Ye rubbed his forehead gently, he was really embarrassed: "I can't do anything to Donghu now, the imperial court is suspicious of Dongningwei's side again, but just sitting and eating empty, there is not enough food." ”

"Your Highness, since there is a shortage of food, it seems that spring is about to begin, so let's implement the military camp. Xiao Dezi proposed next to him.

It is impossible for the military tun to be a military tun, and others can be a military tun because those armies can learn to farm, but his biochemical warriors can't, their low-level biochemical brains have been filled with various combat masters, and they don't have the capacity to learn farming.

Feng Ye suddenly thought that people can't learn to farm, but horses can replace ploughing cattle to open up wasteland. These biochemical war horses created by Feng Ye are all powerful and full of endurance. It is completely possible for the cyborg warriors to ride a horse-drawn plow to clear the wasteland.

With these biochemical war horses and sharp and sturdy farming tools, it is not difficult to open up 100,000 acres of fertile land in a month. With so many fields, even if there are not enough people for intensive cultivation, even if it is planted extensively, there can be a harvest, even if it is less, it is better than nothing.

Since he proposed the direction to solve the problem, Feng Ye handed over these trivial matters to Xiao Dezi and Xue Baochai to deal with. And he himself devoted himself to practicing alchemy.

Feng Ye originally thought that this alchemy technique was just a small art that was not worth mentioning. But I didn't expect that the content involved in it also has a lot of technology unique to this world.

The ghosts that have been refined are also divided into several levels, ghosts, resentful spirits, evil spirits, fierce spirits, and ghost kings.

Most of the ghosts that Feng Ye collected were not strong, according to the records in the alchemy, they were just some of the lowest ghosts, the kind that could be sunburned in the sun, and even people with strong qi and blood, with a rush of qi and blood, they could rush to death, and they had no combat power at all, and they could scare and scare ordinary people.

The only ones with combat power were the old ghost and his sons, who had reached the level of resentful spirits after refining.

The evolution of ghosts needs to absorb the yang energy of the human body, Feng Ye tried to let these ghosts absorb the yang energy of the biochemical warriors, but unfortunately these biochemical warriors were too strong and the yang energy was too sufficient, so they directly burned the ghost who went to absorb the yang energy.

Feng Ye simply created some cyborgs without the control of the intelligent brain, because without the relationship between the intelligent brain, the creation was just a vegetative person who could not do anything. Although these cyborgs have no brains, their bodies are healthy, and these vegetative people can just be absorbed by the ghosts with yang energy.

Feng Ye looked at the biochemical vegetative people in front of him, and they were sucked into a terrifying appearance by the ghosts. Let Feng Ye, who was originally a little contemptuous of these ghosts, begin to face up to the power of these ghosts. It's just the lowest-level ghost thing, and it can suck a normal person's body dry. How powerful are those spirits that are more powerful?

Those two-headed wraifuls can already suck the biochemical warriors out of their ability to resist. It's just that this process lasts a bit longer.

Feng Ye used spiritual power in accordance with the method of alchemy, and engraved control runes on these ghosts one by one. The control rune is not carved one, but it needs to be engraved over many years, and as the strength of the ghost increases, the more runes need to be engraved. It's a tedious process.

Ordinary people who practice alchemy will first let the ghosts devour each other, and finally leave one of the most powerful ghosts, and then continue to engrave control runes in the spirits of ghosts.

But Feng Ye is not like this. When he first launched the Crossing Talent, the homeroom teacher also gave him a Demon God Federation weapon, the Ghost Eye. The Spectral Eye is a weapon that can be integrated into the spiritual power, which can gather the scattered spiritual power of the human body and launch it. It is a very lethal weapon.

After Feng Ye crossed over to this world, he never had the opportunity to use it. Unexpectedly, after cultivating the alchemy technique, he found that this standard weapon, the Ghost Eye, as long as he didn't attack with all his strength, he could use it as a spiritual power carving seal.

As long as you imprint the shape of the rune in the ghost eye in advance, and then launch the ghost eye like a seal, leaving a control rune brand directly in the spirit of the ghost. It's easy and fast. Compared with a little bit of mental power to portray, I don't know how many times faster.