The white-clothed painter studied with Emperor Wu for half a day.

He kept in mind the full inheritance of the method of crossing the mountain, and also tried to get started with the practice.

It's just that the effect shown by the Thirteen Emperors of Wu is almost worlds apart.

Not to mention slashing enemies from a distance of thousands of meters......

The power exerted, even if it is a centimeter away, cannot be crossed in the air.

The white-clothed painter was not discouraged.

That's enough.

The more subtle the method, the more difficult it is to get started.

In the past, in order to learn the wonderful method of Danqing, he practiced painting for nearly 200 years, and traveled all over the world, painting all the wonders, before reaching the peak.

The method across the mountain is more subtle than the Danqing method.

If you want to go from beginner to proficient in a day or two, I don't wake up somewhat.

Instead of thinking about how to do penance in this world.

It's better to spend a few more years of cultivation in the anchor point of the Wu Dynasty, and the efficiency is obviously higher.

"It's almost time, let's practice here today, Xiao Wu has already bought the wine back, let's go back to eat wine."

Emperor Wu Thirteen put the axe back on his shoulder and said with a bold smile.

"I don't know how much alcohol I drink in my life?"

"A thousand cups are not drunk."

"Hey, then I need to see it!"

The two turned around and returned to the entrance of the market.

On the way, the white-clothed painter seemed to think of something, and asked suspiciously.

"Brother Wu, the enemy we encountered earlier chose to flee when they saw you......

"These enemies born from the ashes actually have wisdom?"

"Not bad."

Emperor Wu Thirteen nodded slightly.

"These enemies derived from gray gas not only have intelligence, but can even share memories and information with each other."

"They even use tactics, and they have even tried to divert the tiger away from the mountain, luring the Heroic Spirits away from the Soul Master, and directly attacking the Spirit Master itself."

"After being born, he lurked in the shadows, slowly accumulating strength, and when the time was sufficient, he would launch a wave of attacks."

"That's where the tricky part becomes."

Emperor Wu Thirteen said, grinning again.

"However, this is all something that the Shixu Guardian needs to consider."

"If you live in your life, as the town guard on duty, you only need to follow the arrangement of the guard."

Can gray enemies share memories with each other?

The white-clothed painter suddenly realized——

While he was studying with the Thirteen Emperors of Martial Arts, the demon refiner was not idle.

He left the entrance of the ruins and walked in the other direction, into the depths of the ruins, trying to hunt down the gray enemies.

Although the gray gas enemy is not weak, the lowest attribute has reached the C-, that is, the intermediate level.

But they all act alone, and they don't have the bonus of skill Lingwu, and their strength is relatively rigid.

On the other hand, the demon refiner, after completing a sleep, the dual attributes of force and speed have reached the D+ level, and they have many bonuses of skills, spiritual martial arts, and precious jade.

In the case of fighting alone, it is not too difficult to hunt down a gray enemy by leaping through the ranks.

Only one percent of his strength was expended, and he was successfully killed.

And that's it.

When the Demon Alchemist kills a gray enemy, he never manages to capture a second prey.

All the gray enemies, when they saw him, avoided him far away and fled into the distance.

The demon refiners didn't dare to chase too deep, fearing that they would be surrounded by gray enemies, so they could only watch them escape.

This situation is really confusing.

Now I have been answered.

"But then again."

"The strength of the gray enemy is different."

"Since they can share memories and know the strength level of the demon refiner through a battle, why don't they just send a powerful gray qi enemy to kill the demon refiner directly, but choose to avoid it?"

The white-clothed painter did not hide his confusion, and asked directly to Emperor Wu's thirteen emperors-

In the eyes of others, he and the demon refiner were contracted by the same spirit master, and with the help of the contract connection, they could directly exchange information in their hearts, which was equally convenient.

Emperor Wu Thirteen really didn't feel strange, and explained with a smile.

"The gray enemy knows that our heroic spirits are immortal and can return from legends countless times, so the hostility is relatively weak."

"Moreover, the guardians of Shixu Town will also regularly investigate and clean up the gray qi enemies to prevent them from accumulating too much strength."

"Two days ago, I just took everyone to clean up the ruins."

"It's a new life for the gray enemy, so you don't have to be too nervous."

"So be it!"

"Pingsheng, you try to use as many spirit stones as possible in the past few days, and complete an awakening first."

"When the strength breaks through to the middle level, we will clean up the ruins again and help you earn more merits!"

"Okay."

The white-clothed painter was relieved to see that Emperor Wu was so relieved, and he was also relieved.

……

For the Heroic Spirit, the exercises can only be regarded as a personal hobby.

Not only is the cultivation speed slow, but the power is far inferior to the skill Lingwu.

If you want to improve your strength, it is more practical to absorb spirit stones, strengthen attributes, and complete awakening.

Over the next few days.

The white-clothed painters basically stayed at the entrance of the Shixu, digesting the spirit stones exchanged for their meritorious advances, and their strength grew rapidly.

In addition to practicing, through the Thirteen Emperors of Wu, he got to know many heroic soldiers during the Wu Dynasty-

The Heroic Spirits of the same era were always attracted to each other.

When the emperor of the Wu Dynasty became the general of the ruins, he guarded the ruins somewhere for a long time.

Those heroic spirits of the Wu Dynasty who fought side by side with him in the past, when they accepted the task of guarding the town, they would naturally choose the time ruins where he was.

That is, the heroic spirit in the last years of the Jing Dynasty, the weakest strength.

Otherwise, once the Dragon Slayer Daoist chooses to guard the time ruins, he will become a guard.

The heroic souls of the former rebels will return to the banner like this.

Therefore, this wave of white-clothed painters can be regarded as stabbing Mengmen's nest.

In addition to practicing every day, he either accompanies a group of martial arts men to drink and perform martial arts, or paints a picture of a group of ants.

Everyone takes ants as pawns and talks about war on the sand.

A lot of tricks is convenient to make friends.

Within two days, these Mengmen took a bite of their lives, and after drinking, they even confided in the color of the underwear they wore before their deaths.

In this way, the white-clothed painter has a deeper understanding of the history of the Wu Dynasty.

He was moved and made a decision.

When establishing a Wu Dynasty anchor, it is best to move forward in time.

It's not to be the grandparents of these good brothers......

And that's only part of the reason.

As long as they can travel to the era that has not yet happened, the events they tell are no longer background stories, but foreknowledge of the future.

"However, I have to analyze it in combination with history, which of their words are drunken boasting, and those words are real events......"

"Can't be fooled."

……

These martial arts men were punctual in the ruins, and when they chatted and bragged, their spirit masters were also present.

They accompanied the Heroic Spirit to guard the ruins together, not to cultivate feelings-

When the strength of the Soul Master reaches the intermediate level and the strength of the soul increases, it will gradually begin to get rid of the status of the pendant, which can give the Heroic Spirit real help.

Not only can they consume soul power, but also allow the seriously injured heroic spirits who are already unable to fight to quickly replenish their strength and return to their peak state.

It can also withstand the possession of the Heroic Spirit for a long time, providing a huge bonus to the Heroic Spirit, and doubling its strength.

In addition, there are various kinds of assistance such as the talent of the spirit master and the divine consciousness technique.

It can raise the combat power of the Heroic Spirit to a higher level!

Moreover, the fortresses that stand in the ruins of time do not just serve as shelters.

When the Soul Master stays inside, he can take advantage of the special environment of the Time Ruins to slowly increase the strength of his soul.

This is the fundamental reason why many spirit masters take the initiative to guard the time ruins with the heroic spirits.

"Xiao Wu, there's no wine again!"

Emperor Wu Thirteen picked up a barrel of bubble wine and drank it all in one gulp.

When I touched the side, there was nothing.

The inventory bought two days ago has been squandered again.

He immediately opened his mouth to call out to the Spirit Master.

As a guard, he definitely can't leave Shixu.

Hearing this, a strong man stood up and walked towards the entrance of Shixu.

Although this strong man is close to two meters tall and is already talented, he is still like a child in front of the Thirteen Emperors of Wu, who is nearly three meters tall.

"Okay, I'll call and have someone send another car."

Xiao Wu was very determined, obviously accustomed to the amount of alcohol of the Thirteen Emperors of Wu.

It's just that when he came to the entrance of the ruins, he was about to step through the door of space as usual—

But he went straight through it and walked to the back of it.

Unable to make any contact with it.

Xiao Wu was stunned, stretched out his hand to test it again, and without hesitation, he reflexively rushed towards a fortress.

During the run, he did not forget to use the contract to communicate the message to the Thirteen Emperors of Wu.

"In an emergency, the exit of the market is closed!"

The Thirteenth Emperor of Wu was fighting with a group of Mengmen at this time.

Hearing this, he reluctantly got up, directly lifted the giant axe beside him, and carried it on his shoulder.

"If there is a battle situation, each of them will return to defend and protect their own spirit masters!"

"Old Xu, isn't your spirit master out on errands? Contact him immediately and ask him to inform the Soul Master Guild that the exit of the Shixu is closed. ”

"Li Fei, you go and investigate the situation in the depths of the ruins, and Lao Xu will help you guard the spirit master......"

These martial arts men were still playing and drinking just now, talking on paper, and having a lot of fun.

In less than a second, they turned into rays of light and dissipated, each performing its own duties.

The speed of the response was jaw-dropping.

Only the white-clothed painter, who had neither a spirit master nor an order to arrange, stayed in place.

"Brother Wu?"

"In your life, how far are you from awakening? Break through as soon as possible. ”

The smile of the Thirteenth Emperor Wu was completely restricted, and his momentum immediately changed.

Now he is more like the warrior in Taixuan's history who guarded the country and wiped out millions of enemies with an axe.

It seems that he thought of the white-clothed painter entering the ruins for the first time, and he didn't know much about the situation.

He quickly added.

"Thirty years ago, all the ruins were closed, the spirit master was trapped, and the gray enemy launched a fierce attack, resulting in heavy casualties and ......"

"The town guard, there is not one in ten."

The white-clothed painter immediately took out the spirit stone and absorbed it with all his might.

At the same time, the demon refiner who was wandering in the depths of the ruins of time turned around and rushed deeper into the depths.