Mu Yang spent the night carefully studying the map of the Falling Moon Valley, and marked all the most suitable locations for the Shadow Spirit Rune Placement.

As long as it is used properly, in the case of blurred vision at night, it can definitely create the illusion of burning the mountain, so as to confuse the truth.

"Alas, this is even more tiring than a whole night of cultivation. Calling it a day, let's just wait for them to make the Shadow Spirit Rune. ”

Muyang opened the door and stretched, the sunlight outside was a little dazzling, but it was very comfortable to shine on his body.

At this time, a bunch of torches were placed in the square, and Mu Yang roughly counted them, and the number should be about the same. Only a few people were still guarding here, and the rest of the disciples went back to their respective houses to rest, and after a busy night's work, it was estimated that they were also tired.

Mu Yang came to the main hall again and found that the five talismans, including Feiyue, were so tired that they fell asleep directly on the table. Next to them, there were also neatly placed shadow spirit runes that had been drawn.

"It seems that this talisman master is indeed a profession that consumes mental energy, and it has only been one night to exhaust them like this, is it a bit too much for me to order three thousand?"

Mu Yang slowly walked over to a disciple who was grinding ink, leaned over and asked, "How much has it been made?"

"The thirteen of them have not stopped since last night, almost more than three hundred, and these five senior brothers really couldn't stop it in the morning, so they fell asleep. ”

Mu Yang roughly calculated, at this rate, it is indeed possible to drive out 3,000 in three days, but these thirteen talismans are estimated to be abolished due to the overdraft of their spiritual power.

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Yang decided to relax the conditions: "In this way, let's make 1,500 tickets by tomorrow night, the number will be halved, don't get tired." ”

"However, will the reduction in the number of such a reduction affect the plan?"

Muyang patted him on the shoulder and said with relief: "Don't worry, leave it to me, it's okay." "Originally, making 3,000 sheets was just Mu Yang's own estimate, but after studying the map last night, 1,500 sheets was enough to complete the plan. Therefore, Muyang dared to make this decision.

"Good. Guaranteed completion of the task. ”

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At the same time, a hundred miles away, the army of Panfengmen had been assembled, with a total of more than 1,300 horses.

Although there are no million-strong masters in the mortal realm war, these more than 1,000 people, all of whom are spirit warriors, are definitely a force to be reckoned with.

Poison Peak's carriage is surrounded in the middle, it is said to be a carriage, but it is larger than a room, all black, the four corners of the eaves are arranged with snake-shaped sculptures, the doors and windows are also painted with some animal patterns such as spiders, toads and other animals, the carriage is pulled forward by four monsters like fierce tigers, full of power.

It's just that the disciples of Panfeng Sect who were surrounding the carriage were a little uncomfortable at the moment, because there were some inappropriate sounds coming from the carriage, tickling their hearts, and even some male disciples with poor concentration couldn't help but have an extra bone.

"I said, brothers, do you think this carriage is a little fast?"

"It's not just fast, the wheels of the car are pressing on my face. ”

"Be quiet, don't delay the sect master to get down to business. ”

"But, I'm getting in the way of walking. ”

And Poison Feng is in the car is happy, what does it matter, this trip is estimated to be a few days, he can't hold back, directly brought five beauties, ready to enjoy one every day, but just got in the car, he didn't want to get out of the car, what one every day, how can everyone be happy together.

It's just that it's going to be bitter for the disciples.

The elders who followed outside could only scold their disciples for concentrating on their journey.

After venting, Poison Feng lay lazily on the bed, opened his voice gently, and his voice spread throughout the army under the blessing of spiritual power.

"Children, the people of the Falling Moon Valley are outstanding, the water and soil are excellent, and the people who raise them are even more handsome and beautiful, as long as they can be captured in one fell swoop this time, the people inside are up to you!"

This poisonous peak old ghost motivates his disciples in this way, and it can be seen that the atmosphere of the entire Panfeng Sect is not much better.

With this sentence, the disciples were like being beaten with chicken blood, and the pace under their feet increased again, rushing towards the Falling Moon Valley.

"Sect Master Xie!"

On the other hand, Wang Liang transferred half of the disciples who guarded the formation base to search for werewolves throughout the valley, but after such a long time, the werewolves were still not found.

They are too few people, it is really difficult to let go of the dead end, let alone a werewolf, even an ordinary person, hidden in this group of mountains, it is difficult to find.

However, they found marks similar to wolf claws in many places, and one of them was found on the West Mountain.

Wang Liang estimated that it had tried to escape, but because it could not break through the large array, it could only turn around and hide in the Falling Moon Valley again.

But the good news is that the werewolves haven't made trouble for so long, and the valley is relatively safe, and the formation base is well protected.

Until the afternoon of the next day, Wang Liang sighed deeply: "It seems that I can only pin my hope on Muyang's plan." ”

Wang Liang returned to the dormitory area dejectedly, and saw that many disciples were dipping the torches with oil, and everyone was very busy.

Xiao Yu was the first to see Wang Liang, put down the work in his hand and ran over, "Senior brother, you're back." How's it going?"

Wang Liang shook his head, then looked over Xiao Yu, pointed to the square and asked, "Xiao Yu, why did you start oiling now?"

"Muyang said that the plan is in advance, and the number of shadow spirit runes is enough, so let's start implementing the plan tonight. ”

Wang Liang's haze all day was swept away, and a rare excited smile appeared on his face: "Quick, tell me where Muyang is?"

Xiao Yu replied, "Sort out the shadow spirit runes in the main hall." ”

"Okay, you go ahead. ”

After that, Wang Liang turned into a gust of wind and rushed into the main hall, and the strong air flow almost blew away some of the spirit runes that Mu Yang had just arranged, but fortunately, Mu Yang's eyes were quick and he held it down in time.

"I'll go, it's good to hold it down, you're so excited, I almost have to start all over again. ”

Wang Liang rubbed his hands in embarrassment and asked, "I heard it's ready?"

Mu Yang continued to lower his head and sort out the spirit runes, and replied by the way: "Yes, I reduced the number of shadow spirit runes, three thousand pieces are too demanding for their spiritual power, so I just let them do half of it." ”

Wang Liang glanced at the talismans lying on the table and was in a state of mind, his heart tightened, they had indeed done their best. But that doesn't exempt him from the doubts in his heart.

"Will that affect the plan?"

Mu Yang picked up a stack of shadow spirit runes that had been sorted out, and stood up, "Small question, I have carefully studied the map of the Falling Moon Valley, more than fifteen hundred, enough, go, with these spirit runes, let's go to the grove." ”