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Regardless of whether the army pulled up by such a pyramid scheme has combat effectiveness, at least the weaving is established, and Yuan Chentian, the generalissimo of the national soldiers and horses, is no longer in the bare pole commander, although this guy is now extremely nostalgic for the time when he was alone.
"Hmph, it seems that you are the one who has committed the most heinous thief, and my Wind Breaker Xiahou must cut you under the knife, wow...... It can't be, how can you be so strong. β
"Drag it down and be incorporated into the army of sins. β
The stout man with a bloody face was dragged out by several soldiers, and what awaited him was a period of imprisonment.
"Ying'er, this is the first time today. β
"The sixth, but the strength is the worst of the six, barely reaching the edge of the first grade. β
Yuan Chentian and You Yueying stood next to them and were bored, since the news of the change of ownership of Daqing Kingdom spread, there has been an endless stream of wandering warriors or generals who have come to fight the autumn wind, most of them want to take advantage of the crisis of Daqing to see if there is oil and water to fish, but after seeing the almost impoverished town, even these wandering warriors and generals who were no different from robbers in the past feel that it is difficult to start, not that they are kind, but that they have wasted a lot of energy, and it took seven or eight mouths to grab a few steamed buns, who wants to do such a stupid thing, and after coming to Daqing Kingdom, they will show that the people here are fierceγ
From the little ghost with snot to the old man at twilight, all of them can play a few powerful and ruthless martial arts, and a whole city will pop up.
The cost performance is extremely poor, and these wandering warriors can only look at the intact and seemingly oily palace, the palace gate is unguarded, and the inside looks quite magnificent.
But when these wandering warriors walked in, a fierce demon would appear from the sky.
Mo Huang indifferently glanced at the big man who called himself the Wind Breaker Knife being dragged out, and asked casually: "Chentian, how many people are there in the sin army, how many warriors and how many generals?"
"Back to Shizun, there are already one hundred and twenty-three people at the moment, and only three of them are wandering generals. β
It's enough to just ask about the number of people, but as for the strength...... It's all garbage.
In the world of martial arts, the strength is supreme, the strong are respected, everyone has practiced martial arts to become strong and proud, thinking that after becoming stronger, they can do whatever they want, eat fragrant and drink spicy life is extremely happy, the dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
I don't know where to get the garbage martial arts, or practice some basic martial arts that are widely spread in the martial arts world, or I have obtained some exercises and remnants in my adventures, and after boiling to the first or second grades, I think I am a great achievement, but I don't know what I can do when I go out of the mountain and see it.
Practicing a body of martial arts, naturally not for better farming and animal husbandry, but doing some business is usually not that material, and the army is unwilling to be a small soldier cannon fodder, coming out to try to mix in the underworld but now the strong have their own strong hands, but they are unwilling to go back to live the life of ordinary people, look up, and actually find that they can't do anything, this is the original source of wandering warriors.
If on earth, there is a very technical term to describe this situation, there is a surplus of professionals and a shortage of jobs.
The whole world is proud of practicing martial arts, although the martial artists are one out of a hundred, but they can't stand the huge base, especially now in the turbulent era of war, the economy is shrinking, and there are very few positions that can make these low-level martial artists wield their strengths, in order to survive, or for dreams, every day there are a large number of martial artists to join the army of wandering martial artists, wandering around in the martial arts world, bodyguards, robbers, as long as there is interest, do anything.
As for vagrancy \
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u6b66 will be much more complicated, in addition to a body of martial arts, usually familiar with military books, occasionally some other talents, usually in some forces led soldiers to fight, it stands to reason that in the years of war in the martial arts world of the profession is unlikely to be unemployed, but there is no absolute, or with the boss colleagues do not get along properly, or the power overturned, or eat defeat and run away from responsibility, or simply the main ambition and their own do not match, just run directly to become a wandering general, most of these people wandering for the purpose of serving the master, earn a glorious ancestor, and there is no lack of their own idea of becoming a power masterγ
The countries of the Yingheng Mountains were different from the Baiyue and Daqian dynasties, and the princes here were lined up to conquer each other, which also created countless wandering warriors to come here and try to find a life suitable for themselves.
The strength is humble, but full of ambition, like a stray wild dog, biting when he sees meat, this is the evaluation of the vast number of wandering warriors and generals in the Shenwu world, and they have always been despised, Yuan Chentian and You Yueying couldn't understand that Mo Huang didn't kill these people, but instead incorporated them into the so-called sin army, and there was no punishment, but wasted the few food reserves in Daqing Country to live and support.
Mo Huang smiled slightly, but he didn't explain to Yuan Chentian.
Xiahou felt very depressed, when he was young, he envied the life of martial artists who came and went, ate meat and drank wine, and after a lot of hard work to learn art in a martial arts hall, he studied hard for ten years, but now the martial arts teacher did not teach him real skills at all, and then he gritted his teeth and poisoned the martial arts teacher, seized the teacher's sword cheats, practiced hard for ten years, and finally became a martial artist who entered the product, consciously the knife is fierce and powerful, and he is a good man wherever he goes, but he didn't expect the world to be so difficult, and it is not enough to be a bodyguard by a rich man with martial arts, so he finally understood why the martial arts teacher could only come to the countryside to open a broken martial arts hallγ
After joining the army, he fought for a while and had just been promoted to captain, but after a big defeat, the head of his boss's boss was taken by the enemy, and the force was completely destroyed, and Xiahou was tired of using himself as cannon fodder to fill in the battlefield like this, so he got out, but when he looked around, he didn't have a livelihood \
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But he didn't expect to plant a big heel in this small border country, thinking about this, Xia Hou couldn't help but show a wry smile, his eyesight as a wandering warrior is not bad, otherwise he wouldn't have survived at this time, he wouldn't have provoked such a strong man in the past, but he didn't expect that he would actually hit it this time, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't understand what such a strong person would do in such a remote small border country, you must know that if it wasn't for the opportunity, even a wandering warrior like him would disdain to come to this kind of poor and white border country.
But now everything is false, being imprisoned in a black prison is only afraid that this life will come to an end, wandering warriors are not as good as dogs, how to die is not strange, Xiahou has seen too many wandering warriors over the years after missing and dying tragically.
In the dilapidated prison, Xiahou curled up in the corner, staring at the fence sluggishly, after being knocked down by one move, a different kind of qi was planted in his body, and his true qi was completely blocked, and his whole body was numb and uncomfortable, and he couldn't even lift up a trace of strength.
At this moment, a footstep sounded at the end of the prison, Xia Hou looked at it sluggishly, and then turned into extreme panic.
The black-robed young man has a delicate face, but he has a pair of majestic eyes, and he is the national teacher of Daqing who fell from the sky and knocked him down with one move.
Could it be that he came to kill himself!? Anyway, his head fell off a bowl and a big scar, and he was a good man again eighteen years later.
Just as Xiahou was about to rise up and resist and show his last backbone as a martial artist, he heard the black-robed young man's rather kind question.
"What's your name?"
"If you want to kill, kill it, what to do with some nonsense, my Xiahou is unlucky, I just want one to die, a strong man like you must not have much to do with a little person like me." Xiahou roared with a thick neck, Mo Huang didn't care, and smiled faintly: "Good backbone, let me feel quite impressed, don't worry, if I want you to die, you would have died a long time ago." β
"I don't know what the old man meant?
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e48 sent the villain to do it?" Hearing that there seemed to be a way out, Xia Hou immediately showed his professional qualities as a wanderer, and a flattering and humble smile suddenly hung on his face, and the stubborn rough man immediately disappeared into the clouds.
The speed of changing his face, the naturalness of the transformation, even made Mo Huang feel a little breathtaking, he was still a tough guy one second and a soft egg the next, just from this point of view, this guy is also a talent.
"Although I have earth-shattering powers, I can't escape the limits of heaven, and I will die soon, but I have been thinking about what I have learned, and no one has inherited my ambition. β
Mo Huang showed his words slightly, Xiahou's eyes burst out, as if he thought of a very wonderful possibility, and Mo Huang had no intention of adjusting his appetite, and said directly and clearly: "After meeting you, I noticed that there is a peerless and amazing talent deep in your body, but because all the conditions have not yet been developed, it is just suitable for inheriting what I have learned all my life, so I want to take you as an apprentice, I don't know if you are willing?"
"I have a peerless and amazing talent!?" Xiahou was completely demented, a tattered knife scripture that was only worthy of being circulated in the countryside, Xiahou had practiced hard for more than ten years before he could be considered a master, and he knew what his qualifications were, but now he was praised for his amazing talent?
"Of course, it's not an ordinary peerless talent, a spiritual light faintly reveals from the heavenly spirit cover, and at a young age, he has a pair of horizontal training muscles and bones, which can be called a peerless martial arts talent that is rare in a hundred years, once he accepts my inheritance, I am afraid that his skills will be out of control every day. β
In order to plan, Mo Huang naturally would not be stingy to give a little encouragement, Xiahou listened to his cheeks flushed, if it wasn't for Mo Huang's expression, he thought that Mo Huang was really laughing at him, but after coming back to his senses, Xiahou knelt down deeply and shouted: "Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship." β
Whether it is for survival or something else, obeying the words of this Daqing national teacher is the only choice, as a wandering warrior who has been wandering for many years, knowing the current affairs is simply an imprint engraved in his body, and he doesn't have to think about it at all.
"Very good, as a teacher, I will pass on to you what I have learned all my life and my skills, and then the responsibility of maintaining world peace will be handed over to you. β
Mo Huang smiled faintly, stretched out his hand, and a black tentacle suddenly burst out of Mo Huang's hand, pierced by the black tentacles, Xiahou's expression changed suddenly, but he slowly fell into a deep sleep.
"Sleep well, when you wake up, this adventure will be over, and the responsibility of maintaining world peace is still waiting for you. β
The tentacles were injected, and Xiahou's body immediately appeared abnormal, and countless black flesh buds roamed and grew on the surface of his body, stimulating his muscles and muscles, and opening up the meridians in his body.
When the nerve vine system spread and grew in Xiahou's body, Mo Huang threw a purple temple jade bait into Xiahou's mouth, allowing it to replenish a trace of vitality, and then continued to manipulate the Sun Ladder tentacles in Xiahou's body, forming a strange organ in his body.
When the curtain came to an end, Mo Huang stared at Xiahou, and the corners of his mouth once again showed a deep smile.
The purpose of Mo Huang's coming to the Divine Martial Realm, colonizing the Divine Martial Realm is the ultimate goal, but the main goal is to evolve the virtual space from the stage of the Illusion Realm to the Illusion Divine Domain.
And this point is completely unattainable on the current earth, even though there are seven billion huge number of living beings, and decades in advance have given birth to a man-made god, the earth's human consciousness collective Alayya, but if you want to push it to the phantom god domain, it is completely insufficient to rely on the weak souls of the earthlings, restless and weak spiritual power.
In the past historical trajectory, human beings were stuck in the illusion realm of the virtual space for a long time, until many years later, after the official opening of the colonization of the Shenwu realm, with the innate and strong soul essence of the human race in the Shenwu realm, the illusion realm was pushed to the illusion god domain, so that the power of the artificial god Alaya was truly improved to the power comparable to the gods in mythology.
Mo Huang knows the historical trajectory, naturally knows how to act, and now is the first step, in the battle between the Sahara Desert and the Earth Consciousness, Alaya once relied on his own power to awaken the ancient memories in the Sun Ladder, and became the strongest killer weapon to defeat the Earth Consciousness, but later because he was not manipulated, he used the ultimate magic technique Spiritual Tide to wipe it out, leaving only one for Mo Huang to re-store.
At present, the sun ladder thinking, consciousness, and even instinct in Mo Huang's body have been completely washed away by the spiritual tide, and it has completely become a tool that can no longer be resisted, and because of the ancient memories awakened by Alayya, there are many more miraculous effects.
For example, the power of alienation, under the manipulation of Mo Huang's consciousness, the tentacles of the Sun Ladder formed a special organ in Xiahou's body, and the only function of this organ was to act as a server to connect to the virtual space.
As long as this organ exists, Xia Hou can hook the virtual space no matter how far away he is, and obtain all kinds of supernatural abilities prepared by Mo Huang, such as all kinds of combat skills in the virtual space, and a total of fifteen levels of virtual combat wisdom support summarized in the virtual space, and for example, the virtual space projection in the future, the phantom beast plan, etc., compared to the virtual space Deng 6 device at the wooden level, this biochemical organ can be called an epoch-making upgraded version, and the function upgrade adds an unknown number.
But none of them are gratuitous, and if you want to use these magical powers, you will eventually be reduced to the point system prescribed by Mo Huang, and work hard to serve Mo Huang's plan.
With a smile, Mo Huang left the cell, and there were hundreds of wandering warriors waiting for him to send the Adventure Gift Package.
These more than 100 wandering martial artists will become the vanguard of Mo Huang's invasion of the Divine Martial Realm.
After transforming more than 100 people, Mo Huang quietly returned to the palace, waiting for the imminent turmoil.