Chen An listened quietly, but secretly analyzed their arrangement in his heart, and finally came to the conclusion that these guys did not seem to give up infighting on the way to escape, otherwise they would not have chosen this strategy of blossoming everywhere, and establishing a base to attack the fortified position is the safe way.

But this seems to be human nature, or it is like this everywhere, just like his Donglai, the cadres are about to be overwhelmed, and the clans are still competing with each other.

However, other people's family affairs don't seem to have anything to do with him, and he is not even interested in knowing the other party's specific plans, because now in his eyes, the batch of soul cards at his fingertips is the most important. Even if the entire Chu family is lost because of this, as long as he can be promoted to the ninth star, it is worth it. Because in his hunch, only by promoting to the Nine Stars could he roughly grasp the true purpose of the Blood Moon Knife or the Great General King guiding him to explore here.

I don't know how long I walked, anyway, when Jinfeng almost sold out the old bottom of Huiyue Academy, I finally saw an underground riverbed.

"This is the Tailing Dragon Vein. ”

Chen An first closed his eyes and felt it, and found that although he couldn't tell the truth, it was indeed a compelling aura here, which made people feel refreshed physically and mentally, and it seemed that he could do everything with half the effort.

"What about the puppet?"

Regardless of the others, Chen An still asked about the question he was most concerned about, there was no trace of half a monster at all, of course, he didn't think that Jinfeng would lie to him, the other party had already sold Huiyue Academy to a thorough extent, and ninety percent would not make a fuss about this kind of thing.

But Jin Feng's expression was a little embarrassed, and he said in a low voice: "They are attached to the dragon veins, and we can't see them." ”

Attached to a dragon vein?

Chen An frowned, not too able to imagine what kind of state this was, only to listen to Jin Feng continue to explain: "The Tailing Dragon Vein is a treasure land that Zeng Yuan is exploring, and it happens to be combined with the demon puppet technology that Huiyue Academy has been researching, relying on this place to nourish the demon puppet and raise it to grow up, in this process of nourishing and breeding, they will also become a state of being like the dragon vein, or only exist in the state of concept, so ......"

"So there's nothing you can do?"

Chen An glared at Jin Feng dissatisfied, glaring at him for a while.

I don't know when it started, and I don't know why, Jinfeng will feel very self-blaming when he sees the disappointed look of the girl in front of him, so he will tell the other party everything he knows and doesn't know, just ask the other party to be happy.

This kind of self-blame came for no reason, and he couldn't figure it out himself, so he could only attribute it to the fact that the injury was not yet healed, and he was afraid that the other party would turn his face ruthlessly, and he continued to persuade himself to meet all the other party's requirements for this reason.

This is actually a kind of sick love, he has been living under the protection of his sister for a long time, and he has gradually admired it in his heart, and that strong desire to protect comes from this, but the sister-brother relationship, the shackles of this secular rule make him subconsciously do not or dare not face his heart, but subconsciously bury it. Now he met a woman as strong as his sister, and she still cared about him, gave him precious medicinal herbs, and helped him heal his wounds, which made him want to transfer all his feelings to the past.

In fact, it is very easy to understand, he has been living under the rules of the world, and the inertia of thinking always guides him to act according to the normal rules, so the subconscious always warns him that his feelings for his sister are not okay and incorrect, and now, a woman similar to his sister appears in front of him, and the subconscious directly tells him that this is okay, right, just like a floodgate that can be discharged, and the emotions are completely transferred.

Of course, this woman is largely a substitute for his sister, but man is a forgetful creature, and it may not be impossible to replace it after a long time.

Chen An on the side didn't care about Jinfeng's thoughts, otherwise he would have slapped this guy who had disgusting intentions for himself to death.

He only knew that the rather attentive guy in front of him was unreliable, so he gave him up directly, stepped forward, and two candles lit in his eyes, dispelling a shadow.

In his perception, a dense spiritual tide surging from a distance, flowing into the distance like a river, in this spiritual tide, orange light clusters like pebbles in the water, precipitated at the bottom of the river, these orange light clusters, the kind of blue-scaled monsters that Chen An had seen were sleeping quietly, and at the same time greedily absorbing the nutrients of the river water.

They appear to be only miniature in size, and their bodies are not cyan, but orange like a ball of light, which may be their spirit state.

Found it, Chen An's spirits lifted, and he silently counted the number of them again, and he was even more happy, this looks like he is afraid that there must be three or four hundred numbers, if he can make a soul card in full steps, he is afraid that he will not be able to get a bumper harvest;

But how do you bring these blurred creatures back to reality?

Last time, these guys wandered out inexplicably, and Chen An had some ideas.

That's probably because of the armor soldiers he shot, and the blood coincidentally seeped into the ground, and was absorbed by these guys, which was equivalent to a blood sacrifice, so where did he find enough blood food to hold a blood sacrifice for their awakening?

Between the thoughts flipping, Chen An condensed a disembodied ice arrow in his hand, this arrow is not a physical object, but an illusory thing composed of the power of the ice bloodline, since those guys can interact with the surrounding spiritual currents in the form of semi-virtual Qi, then the arrow composed of their pure energy is almost the same form, and it can have some effect.

Thinking like this, Chen An directly threw the arrow in his hand to the orange light cluster closest to him.

With a pop, the light quickly dried up like a leaky balloon, and the blue-scaled monster inside quickly became larger, discolored, formed, and manifested from a translucent illusory state.

The underground river in front of him gurgled and surged, and the blue-scaled monster that was about to wake up actually floated up directly, not only in the candlelight shadow technique, but also in Chen An's eyes.

Seeing that the method was feasible, Chen An did not patronize the joy, but immediately shot another physical ice arrow, completely killing the monster before giving up. It's also convenient, when the monster just woke up, it was still in a state of ignorance, and it took almost no effort to kill it easily.

After that, he skillfully took out the spiritual wood to make the soul card, and at the same time, he didn't forget to turn around and greet Jin Feng and ask him to help gather the corpses.

Jin Feng didn't actually know what he was doing, and it was inconvenient to ask about the identity of the prisoner, so he honestly carried the corpse of the monster he shot to him, and watched him take out a small section of spiritual wood the size of a finger, and use the flesh and blood spirituality of these demon puppets as pen and ink to carve strange inscriptions.

After working so busy for most of the day, Chen An looked at the fifty or sixty soul cards ranging from five stars to seven stars in his hand and was a little embarrassed, although he had already saved and saved, and the soul cards that should have been one finger length were reduced to one knuckle length, and the fact that the spiritual wood was quickly depleted could not be stopped.

After all, Chu Han had just exchanged some at the bazaar in Forgotten Town at random, not that he knew that he was going to make a soul card, and a branch the thickness of a small arm was already its limit, cutting it into a wooden strip the size of sixty or seventy knuckles. There was nothing to bear, looking at the remaining orange and yellow light clusters that had barely decreased, Chen An would be useless even if he swallowed his saliva again.

"Forget it, it's a big deal to come back later, anyway, the bazaar will open in a few days or in Forgotten Town, and remember to buy a lot of spiritual wood when the time comes. ”

After comforting himself like this, Chen An turned to Jinfeng again and asked about something real: "If your Zeng Yuan finds out that something is wrong with you, how long will it take to react and remedy it, and how long will it take to transfer these guys?"

Chen An didn't have any doubts about whether the other party could find out that there was a problem here, or even how long it would take, and the fact that they sent Jinfeng to investigate the situation within a day was the best proof of their stress reaction. So Chen An only asked how long it would take for the transfer of this batch of monsters.

"I don't know the specifics," Jin Feng had a difficult face, but he still replied hard: "But the adults seem to be stumped by some things, at most they can only send people of my level, if they put down other things, just to drive these things away, it will take at least half a month to go back and forth." ”

Chen An calculated in his heart, if he could come back in time for most of the half moon to harvest them all, but if not, since the other party could turn these guys into a semi-virtual state, it didn't seem to be difficult to let them flow directly downstream with the spirit tide.

So he asked again hopelessly, "Do you know what means your Zeng Yuan used to find out that something was wrong here?"

"Zeng Yuan is a nine-star spirit master."

Spirits?

Chen An frowned, after Chu Han's experience, what he said about the Five Directions Warlock was not completely white, the Warlock was the collective name of all the skilled people in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, but the specific professions they operated had their own names in ancient times.

Although there have been changes since modern times, since the Star Wheel Warlock divided the star ranks, the first to the seventh star are all in the foundation building stage, which is regarded as an apprentice, and after the eight stars, it began to divide occupations according to the specific functions in ancient times.

Of course, not all existences above eight stars can have professional titles, but those who are professionally named are the best in that level.

As for the specific professions, even Chen An can't count them all, he only knows that the most weird professions among them are the spirit master and spell master among the Tianxuan Warlocks, the wizards among the Tianji Warlocks, and the sealers among the Tianyuan Warlocks.

Originally, Jin Feng mentioned the dragon vein, Chen An thought that the other party had the ability to find the dragon vein and should be the earth master among the heavenly warlocks, who would have thought that it was actually the weirdest spirit master, or a nine-star spirit master.

Chen An knew very well what that meant, in ancient times this was actually a profession, but in modern times, non-power is not enough to be named.

After the eight-star rating, the so-called star division only represents the level reached by a type of person, and the specific combat power is very different, and the person who can be named as a profession can even reach the difference of an order of magnitude compared with the ordinary eight-star level. That is to say, an eight-star spirit master can even wave his hand to kill a legion composed of eight-star powerhouses, and can compete with non-professionals from nine or even ten stars, which is the strength of a professional.

For this kind of existence, no matter how unbelievable it is, Chen An will not feel strange, let alone just have a sense of the monsters he raises.