It's not a big deal, and the little primrose is also a good heart, isn't it?"

Gen Shenji rubbed Primrose's head, but he didn't mean to blame Primrose too much. He knew that Primrose was looking at his body and not being popular, so he would try to pass on the power of qi and blood to himself.

"The ...... who doesn't grow tall when you touch your head"

Primrose looked at the palm of Gen Shenji rubbing his head, with a touch of helplessness in his eyes.

She always knew that the source god machine liked to rub her head very much, and the source god machine liked to rub her head when she was still the main body. Originally, Primrose thought that she would grow up a little more, and grow a little taller, and there would be no way for the Source God Machine to rub her head again, right?

But she never imagined that her lord's majesty would use a magical method to refine a second body, and this body was still in the form of an adult.

At this thought, Primrose became a little desperate, she could see that before she really grew up, she probably couldn't escape the daily routine of rubbing her head.

"Let's talk about what's going on here in the Oni Country."

Gen Shenji let go of Primrose's head and turned his head to look at the eleven people in front of him, led by Gao Yuan. When it came to business, Yuan Shenji's face naturally became solemn, he had been in charge of the Iron Country for so long, and his momentum had really been raised.

"Returning to Your Excellency the Daimyo, we will disperse the samurai with the encirclement tactic, and use the eight of us as the eight central points, and continue to advance in the direction of the capital of the Oni Country."

"Although this tactic is slow, with me and Primrose monitoring the movements of the capital of the Oni Country at high altitude, we will try our best to destroy those stone figurines."

"If it is according to the original plan, it will take about seven days for us to compress the battle line to the capital of the Oni Country."

The plateau represents the eleven people who took a step forward and told the battle situation of the warriors of the Iron Country in 1510.

"What about casualties?"

Yuan Shenji nodded, this was the information he already knew. Although the encirclement tactics were slow, they had minimized the losses caused by frontal confrontations, and the stone figurines could also help the rest of the Eleven to improve themselves to a greater extent.

"Seventeen samurai died in the second rank, and one samurai died in the third rank......

"Although I am monitoring the situation from above, these figurines are clearly controlled by someone. Although we can completely kill the stone figurines, the warriors below have not practiced the black sword, so they can't completely kill the stone figurines."

"There are stone figurines lurking in the rubble, and sudden attacks can lead to casualties."

The voice of the plateau is a little muffled, since it is a war, then it is naturally impossible to be undamaged. Even though they had fought with the least amount of damage possible, the stone figurines still caused some trouble for the samurai of the Iron Nation when they were under control.

"After returning home, we will arrange for the children of the samurai who died in battle to study in a school in the national capital, and their relatives will be supported by the Minsheng Prefecture."

"Since you are dying on the battlefield, then you must also give the other side the treatment of a soldier."

Yuan Shenji pondered for a moment, and slowly said his decision. Since he wants the samurai of the Iron Country to sell him to death, he is not stingy with some small favors that can be seen.

"Yes!"

Gao Yuan listened to the words of the source divine machine, and his face was also solemn, and even the other eleven people behind him looked at the source divine machine with a bit of solemnity in their eyes at this moment.

"Let's talk about these things back to the Iron Country, and the Iron Country will not skimp on any rewards for the samurai who fight on the battlefield."

"Even if they die on the battlefield, the children and relatives of the samurai should carry their glory."

Yuan Shenji looked at the reactions of these people and added another sentence. But he didn't forget the other purpose of his trip.

The samurai at the bottom are the future of the Iron Country, but the Eleven are the present of the Iron Country.

"Tell me what your current strength is."

Yuan Shenji put his hands behind his back and looked at the other people in front of him who had different changes in their breaths. Before coming to the country of ghosts, he wanted to use the strange power in these stone figurines to help him strengthen the black knife, but after several experiments, and even devouring those soul origins, the source god machine also realized that the current eleven people needed these more than himself.

As for himself......

He's trying to catch the sprites! As long as he grasps the existence of the dragon spirit, he will naturally be able to obtain the method of making the stone figurines, and even use the black knife to smash the stone figurines to obtain the soul origin, so as to improve himself.

"My strength hasn't improved much, and although the black knife has destroyed hundreds of stone figurines, it has only strengthened my spiritual energy."

"My black knife is the most perfect level of control, and the increased spiritual power doesn't have much effect on me."

Listening to the question of the source god machine, Gao Yuan, as the strongest person on the field, was the first to speak. It's just that unlike the other eleven people who are making rapid progress, Gao Yuan can feel the spiritual power that has increased when he chops the stone figurines, but for him, these spiritual energies are not of much help.

This is also the reason why he has always been in control of the overall situation, he wants to give more of the stone figurines to the other eleven people, so that their strength can be improved more.

"Chiping Mian, what about your strength?"

Yuan Shenji's eyes crossed the plateau and looked at the other eleven people behind the plateau. He didn't expect much progress on the plateau, and the rest of the eleven, one by one, had a noticeable change in their aura.

"Your Excellency, my black knife has been perfected by ninety-eight percent, but the external spiritual power is not stable after all."

"The color of my black knife has changed from dark black to a little black, and if I want to thoroughly digest the harvest of this time and promote the sword master, it will take me about a month to precipitate."

The next person to speak after the plateau was Chi Ping Mian, and among the eleven people, he was in charge of the Minsheng Mansion. Compared to other departments, Minsheng Mansion has the most affairs, and his cultivation time is relatively less.

But even so, Chi Pingmian's strength is also ranked first among the eleven people.

"Will an alien psychic force dilute one's own will?"

Yuan Shenji's heart was vigilant, but when he saw the black knife in Chi Ping Mian's hand, Yuan Shenji's face became a little strange again.

If he's not mistaken, Akahei Mian's black knife was originally only half the size of a normal katana, right?

But Akapei's current black sword is clearly the size of a normal katana. Yuan Shenji can be regarded as understanding why the color of Chiping Mian's black knife has become lighter, this guy is obviously taking advantage of this harvest to reforge his black knife.

"Ahem, I don't need stone figurines anymore, achieving a sword hero in a month means that I have thoroughly digested the harvest this time......

"I only injured the rest of the stone figurines......

Chiping Mian also saw the source god machine in front of him, and even the strange faces of the brothers beside him. He also knew that he had killed extremely ferociously this time, and in this battle against the country of ghosts, there were probably as many as three hundred stone figurines that died in his hands alone.

This almost increased his spiritual strength by more than half.

It was precisely because of this that he thought of reforging his black knife. He also has his own arrogance, the plateau opens up the sword road, and it is okay to follow it himself, but how can his black knife not be too inferior to the other party, right?

It was a last resort before, after all, the Five Shadows Talks were about to be held, and the Iron Country was also in urgent need of strength, so he naturally had to choose a tricky method.

But it's rare that these stone figurines have come out of nowhere in this ghost country, and they are also very beneficial to the cultivation of samurai. Under the conditions, he naturally wants to be as perfect as possible, at least, at least he wants to re-stand on the same starting line with Gao Yuan.

"My black knife still needs some stone figurines, probably more than thirty stone figurines."

"I feel like my spiritual energy can continue to improve a little, although it is not much, but it is not completely complete."

"The perfection of my black sword is about 95 percent, and if I want to become a sword master, it will take more than thirty days of precipitation."

The second to speak was Mamoru Uchiyama, who was the head of many bushido halls in the Iron Country. The bushido halls in the forty-nine towns of the Iron Country were basically built by him under his watch, or under his direction.

And when Mamoru Uchiyama took out his black knife, the faces of the other eleven people became strange again.

Even Gen Shenji looked at Mamoru Uchiyama, whose face did not change in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Good guy, he originally thought that this guy Chiping Mian was the only one of the scorpions, but he didn't expect that Uchiyama Mamoru this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes would also recast his black knife.

"More than 30 stone figurines, no more, no less......"

"What, you go to the side first, and I'll take a look at the other people's black knives."

Yuan Shenji didn't say much, and he himself knew that the eleven people had their own arrogance. But their behavior of secretly reforging the black knife behind their brother's back still made the source god machine a little weird.

"Well, I'm probably done, just absorb a few more stone figurines."

"My black knife, ahem, according to Uchiyama, is about ninety-six percent."

"If you become a swordsman, you should be faster than Uchiyama."

The third to come out was Takehara Eleven, who trained the second group of Eleven in the Iron Country. It's just that the training of the second batch of eleven people is undoubtedly much slower than that of the first generation, after all, the civilians in several bases have basically reached the limit state of Chakra's mental power.

Unable to grow Chakra quickly, their strength progress naturally could not be as fast as the first generation of Eleven.

But the second generation is slow, which does not mean that Takehara Eleven is slow. Compared to the other eleven people who have their own affairs to be responsible for, Takehara Eleven can be said to be the most relaxed one, his qualifications may not be the best, but he is idle!

It is precisely under such circumstances that his strength is among the top few among the eleven people.

However, the qualifications are not as good as others, and the pride of Takehara Eleven is not less than half a point. At least Yuan Shenji can see it clearly, this guy's black knife is actually in a normal state.

At this time, Yuan Shenji looked at the other eleven people in front of him, and then looked at their strange eyes, and couldn't help but have an idea in his heart.

"These guys, aren't all of these guys holding back their badness?"

"They are all reforging black swords, and none of them have become swordsmen first?"

"Their weird eyes don't feel that these thick-eyed guys are sneaking behind their backs to become stronger, but that they feel that these people actually think the same as themselves?"

Such a thought flickered in the mind of the Yuan Shenji, and when he looked at the rest of the eleven, his face became more and more strange.

"Ahem......

"What, I'll be slow, ninety-two percent, and it will take about seventy stone figurines......

"If you want to become a sword master, it will probably take about a month and a half."

As soon as Takehara Eleven got out of the way, Ishikawa Ken was pushed out by the remaining Eleven. He is in charge of the garrison of the Iron Country, and his personality is a little more shy than the others, and even a little slow.

It's just that he is slow and slow, and his black knife is also the size of a normal black knife. And this time, the rest of the people looked at each other, all lost in thought.

"Ninety-four percent, fifty stone figurines up and down, and they become swordsmen in about a month and a half."

Ken Ishikawa is followed by Naoki Wanli, who is in charge of the Progress Mansion of the Iron Country, and although the affairs of the Progress Mansion are more than those of Takehara Eleven, they are not much more.

It's just that at this moment, Naoki Wanli looks like a salted fish. He thought that his thoughts were seamless, and he was still waiting for the future to be a blockbuster, but who would have thought that his group of good brothers and good comrades-in-arms would all have the same idea as him.

The most hateful thing is that everyone is obviously thinking of backstabbing their brothers, but their knives are obviously not as good as others!

"Ninety-two percent, eighty stone figurines, at least a month and a half!"

Naoki Wanli was followed by Masaaki Yoshida, who was in charge of the Ministry of Education. It's just because the Education Mansion wants to spread out a stall in the entire Iron Country, and he is very busy on weekdays.

Not surprisingly, this guy also has the idea of a blockbuster. But now it seems that he has to continue to be at the bottom, let alone a blockbuster.

"Ninety-two, eighty-five, two months!"

Yoshida Masaaki was followed by Imai Shogo, who was in charge of the business office of Iron no Kuni. As the only department in the Iron Country that can communicate with the outside world, the business government is extremely popular in the Iron Country on weekdays, but today Imai Shogo doesn't want to say a word.

Tired, destroy!

Everyone wants to perfect their black knives one by one, and none of them take this opportunity to become a sword master. This made Imai Shogo wonder, when did he get to the bottom of the eleven?

As Imai Shogo spoke, there was only Asama left.

Yuan Shenji's gaze couldn't help but look at Asama, who had been grinding and chirping behind him, and his face became inexplicable again. It's not just him, but the eleven plus Primrose are all looking at Asama at this moment.

The meaning is obvious in everyone's eyes, don't hide behind, come up and say a few words to let everyone have fun!

"You ......"

Asama was looked at like this by the eleven people and the source of the gods, and his face was also blue and white for a while. His face was hot at the moment, and when Chi Pingmian took out his complete black knife, he just felt that something was wrong.

When Mamoru Uchiyama took out his black knife, the bad thing in his heart was that he had reached the peak.

As the eleven people took out their complete black knives one by one, Asama almost wanted to escape. It doesn't mean anything else, it just feels like I'm out of place with these guys.

But if it's not the source god machine here, Asama will walk away early in the morning. After all, after all, he really didn't want to reforge the black knife!

After a long time, under the encouragement of the eyes of the source god machine and the others, Asama walked in front of the source god machine slowly.

"One hundred percent, I don't need stone figurines, I'm already a swordsman, the weakest swordsman......

Asama looked at the adult version of the Genjin Machine in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a sense of grievance in his heart. These people are so bad, so bad!

Everyone wanted to reforge their black knives, and no one was damn reminding them.

As soon as he thought of this, Asama felt that his relationship with the eleven people had really changed. But obviously he is already a sword hero, why is he so uncomfortable in his heart?

Asama secretly wiped away his tears, and then took out his black knife, which was no more than the size of a dagger.

It's still inaccurate to say that he didn't reforge the black knife, and the black knife before Asamaichi was only the size of a palm, and now it has reached the size of a dagger. Either way, it's progress, isn't it?

Dagger ......

"You shouldn't be called a sword master, you should be called a dagger master!"

Genjin looked at Asamaichi's black knife, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but spread. He kind of understood, Asama was expelled from the Eleven, in addition to the strength problem, there is a high probability that the Eleven people will see that Asama is not very smart.

"I can zoom in on a dagger to the length of a normal katana!"

As soon as Asama listened to the words of the source god, he stood aside again and muttered quietly. What's wrong with the dagger master, I'm the dagger master, and I'm also considered to have stepped into the threshold of the sword hero!

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